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0negirlarmy:

Remember the time when Ash picked up a fucking LOG and TOSSED IT across a stream? 

a true scotsman






lightbulbidea:

danceswithwampas:

longdivisionnnn:

lookatwhattheyredoingtome:

Dad jokes brought to you by Rick Grimes

oh my god

this is now my favorite post ever

I don’t even watch the show but these are hilarious.


posted 5 hours ago






psychorrhax:

WONDERFUL. SPLENDID. ABSOLUTELY MARVELOUS.

psychorrhax:

WONDERFUL. SPLENDID. ABSOLUTELY MARVELOUS.


posted 5 hours ago






officialfrenchtoast:

Jon Snow - The Windmill Specialist






Happy 43rd Birthday, David Tennant! (April 18th, 1971)


posted 6 hours ago






eileenpaints:

peterpreciousparker:

escapedpatronus:

tHERE IT IS

YOU FOUDN IT OMFG

This is literally my favorite set of comic panels ever.

eileenpaints:

peterpreciousparker:

escapedpatronus:

tHERE IT IS

YOU FOUDN IT OMFG

This is literally my favorite set of comic panels ever.


source:gloomyskye
posted 19 hours ago






darning-socks:

idk man there’s just something really flattering about people who acknowledge your existence even when you’re not with them


posted 19 hours ago






jerkidiot:

have you ever stopped liking somebody that you liked a lot and suddenly notice that they are a shitty person and realize how blinded you were by how much you liked them


source:jerkidiot
posted 19 hours ago







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posted 21 hours ago






Star Wars Masterlist

theabsolutemasterlist:

Reblog if you are a Star Wars roleplayer to be put in a masterlist


posted 22 hours ago






ozziescribbler:

temporalgearshift:

i actually had this conversation today

That’s it, WE CAN ALL GO HOME NOW. There won’t ever be a better graphic that summarizes sexist double standards in today’s geek culture.
THIS IS OUR CULTURE IN A NUTSHELL.

ozziescribbler:

temporalgearshift:

i actually had this conversation today

That’s it, WE CAN ALL GO HOME NOW. There won’t ever be a better graphic that summarizes sexist double standards in today’s geek culture.

THIS IS OUR CULTURE IN A NUTSHELL.


posted 1 day ago






sephirona:

Was lucky enough to fast travel to a place just in time to see the sun begin to rise. Sure it’s not real life, but when a game inspires you to stop what you’re doing to look at their simulation of it you know the designers must have achieved something special. ( ◉Д◉)


source:sephirona
posted 1 day ago






"I met my wife at a Star Trek convention. She was study abroad from France and spoke little English, and I didn’t know a lick of French. So, for the first few months of our relationship, we communicated by speaking Klingon."


source:dorkly
posted 1 day ago






death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)

death-the-pale-horseman:

jaackles:

tardis-mind-palace:

chainedtoacomet:

When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday. 

He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.

He eats every deep fried concoction possible.

When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.

Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.

“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”

Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.

Dean takes the bag, mystified.

“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.

did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels

   (x)

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posted 1 day ago