derinthemadscientist:

johnnyfourballs:

rrozeselavy:

rich ppl are like so easily convinced abt ghosts I remember growing up it was near this vacant lot and whenever I broke a toy instead of going to face the wrath of my mother I would fucking bury it in that lot and then sure enough, some dude tried to develop the land and found a ton of buried rotten dolls and shit and told everyone it was haunted

it’s been over a decade and that lot is still vacant 

You single handedly tanked the value of someone’s prime real estate and that makes me happy

As soon as I read this I immediately started thinking of ways to do this on purpose to get cheap land and I was five posts down my dash before I realised I was becoming Scooby Doo villain

whatdoyoumeanitsnotawesome:

rhube:

berlynn-wohl:

prokopetz:

ruingaraf:

prokopetz:

I’ll be honest, whenever a work of speculative fiction (fanmade or otherwise) goes out of its way to describe an intelligent species with bizarre and complicated reproductive biology, the first question that invariably pops into my head is: “How do these critters masturbate?”

what if masturbation was uniquely a human experience though

Okay, I know that you meant “what if humans are the only intelligent species that’s anatomically capable of masturbating?”, but now I’m picturing a universe where humans are the only ones that ever thought to try it.

Human masturbation specialists traveling the galaxy to offer our gift, undertaking rigorous study and enormous personal risk to teach weird-ass aliens how to rub one out.

Calculating the exact harmonic frequencies to allow ancient, vacuum-dwelling crystalline intelligences to self-stimulate.

Descending into the crushing atmospheres of gas giants in specially constructed aerostats to design sex toys for the vast, jellyfish-like super-predators that prowl the hurricane slipstreams.

Wanking is our genius. Our legacy.

That last addition is possibly my favourite thing Tumblr has ever done for the world.

I’M FCUKIGN WEHEZENIG

porcupine-girl:

cumaeansibyl:

somewhere-inthe-deep:

captainsblogsupplemental:

So, it’s pretty much canon that Guinan and Riker happened at least once, right?

To this day, this is still the fucking smoothest back and forth I’ve ever whitnesed.

She took the full measure of this man when they first met, and found him wanting in many ways, but it’s been a long time since she met anyone who could keep up with her in this dance.

As for the other dance? She’ll never tell, and he wouldn’t dare.

I appreciate Wesley’s “oh god, Uncle Riker and Aunt Guinan are going to make the sex right here in front of me, aren’t they?” face in the middle there.

herdivineshadow:

twistedingenue:

awww-brain-no:

regularpolyhedra:

bottle-of-bucky:

I AM CAPTAIN AMERICA variant cover by Gerald Parel (2011)

#OH SHIT #CLASSIC AMERICANA DUSTY OVERALLS PICK UP TRUCK STEVE #HELL YEAH HELL FUCKING YEAH (via inkyubus)

@twistedingenue I feel you might appreciate this.

This was sort of my mental image of Steve in let fulfillment fuel the fire.

because yes. wow. very hot. so midwestern.

This just posted from my billion item long queue so obviously I must just PUT IT RIGHT BACK IN AGAIN.