heavybend:

heavybend:

my brother started calling our cat “doobie brother” which he then lengthened to “dubious brother” and has since morphed into “brother dubious” like he’s some sort of fucked up little monk

brother dubious

kalanchoeblossfeldiana:

the problem with fanfiction is that theres too many coffeeshop aus and not enough aus where the characters are trapped in an alivehouse psychological horror situation or perhaps a labyrinth of sorts

moth-unit-00:

moth-unit-00:

My horny ass could NOT be the sole mechanic for a mech, alone in the repair bay, talking to the mech’s AI core, discussing the harsh reality of the war we’ve found ourselves in. Me discussing my mortality, the 50ft entity I’ve spent the last several years learning the intricacies of and is fully aware of the fact that as a tool of war it’ll either die in battle or end up abandoned as it’s systems all fail until emergency back-up power keeps it awake for possibly thousands of years. We talk about how neither of us has felt a connection between ourselves and anything else worth dying for like that, except maybe… Well, the rest of the base has almost certainly gone to sleep by now. The cockpit clicks shut with a soft “click” and I. I mean uh, I forgot where I was going with this.

Apparently I’ve struck a chord with the giant robot fucker fandom

kuboe:

kuboe:

who’s filter feeding tonight

tokyozilla:

did another quick one of my girlfriend’s car ^^

catmask:

catmask:

i tried to tell my boyfriend he looked hot by saying ‘watch out hes a ladykiller’ and he got sad voice made a frownie face and said 'i dont do that i dont kill ladies’

know how to identify your encounters properly lest it be your death

animentality:

cure-icy-writes:

tachvintlogic:

aeterna-auroral-avenger:

Don’t mind me…I’m just thinking about how spiders are naturally talented and skilled weavers and they know how to weave their webs and even make functional, stylish homes and nests and whatnot.

So maybe that’s why Spider-Man knows how to sew his suits. He inherited that trait from the spider and just instinctively know how to weave his suits. Maybe. That’s my explanation for it.

Aunt May: You’re buying an awful lot of yarn lately. Are you making something?

Peter, who after getting bit by a spider has felt an inescapable need to knit and now his room is covered head to toe in yarn: Nope. It’s just new hobby.

yknow what. i complained a lot about how it was unrealistic to suddenly know how to put together stretch knits and a perfectly fitting, absolute banger of a suit, but this is an explanation i’ll gladly accept

t-800:

for 189 measly dollars you can have this little gay boy climbing up on your wall

probablybadrpgideas:

*Leafing through the Monster Manual* transition goals, transition goals, transition goals….