orlandobloomers:

aliceinthetempleofpearlgarden:

davegrohlgetinmybed:

theres nothing sexier than a guy playing guitar

a girl playing guitar

a tyrannosaurus rex playing guitar, struggling to strum with its tiny arms, fueled by rage and an inner desire to Rock

The pure, primal heat! Be still my beating heart!

rainbowodyssey:

rainbowodyssey:

a pack of ladies who don’t care for the heavy amounts of bro culture in the so-called “western literary canon” tear ernest hemingway limb from limb

a farewell to arms

tyleroakley:

courfeyrac-yourbody:

trolllinginthedeep:

yo
that’s fifty dollars for a t-shirt



Somehow Tumblr will hate him for this. They’ll find a way.

tyleroakley:

courfeyrac-yourbody:

trolllinginthedeep:

yo

that’s fifty dollars for a t-shirt

image

Somehow Tumblr will hate him for this. They’ll find a way.

In fairy tales, monsters exist to be a manifestation of something that we need to understand, not only a problem we need to overcome, but also they need to represent, much like angels represent the beautiful, pure, eternal side of the human spirit, monsters need to represent a more tangible, more mortal side of being human: aging, decay, darkness and so forth. And I believe that monsters originally, when we were cavemen and you know, sitting around a fire, we needed to explain the birth of the sun and the death of the moon and the phases of the moon and rain and thunder. And we invented creatures that made sense of the world: a serpent that ate the sun, a creature that ate the moon, a man in the moon living there, things like that. And as we became more and more sophisticated and created sort of a social structure, the real enigmas started not to be outside. The rain and the thunder were logical now. But the real enigmas became social. All those impulses that we were repressing: cannibalism, murder, these things needed an explanation. The sex drive, the need to hunt, the need to kill, these things then became personified in monsters. Werewolves, vampires, ogres, this and that. I feel that monsters are here in our world to help us understand it. They are an essential part of a fable.
Guillermo Del Toro (via iwearthecheeseyo)

I think I’ve taught Yig how to ask for coming out of his tank. But I don’t actually know if that’s what happening. I’ll only take him out of the tank if he comes to a specific corner and he does it when he’s restless and then settles on my shoulder.

So I think that’s what I’m doing, but let’s be honest, I have no idea how reptile brains differ from mammal brains. 

He is cute though.

neonharmony:

bambifett:

This picture fucked me up

it’s a metaphor

neonharmony:

bambifett:

This picture fucked me up

it’s a metaphor

I like drinking cider, because it tastes like beer for kids.

-Hannah Hart, “My Drunk Kitchen Holiday: America Day Pie Cakes”

My thoughts exactly, Hannah.

(via imhidingmyheartaway)

vaudevillellain

(via alifecompiled)

Is making out a standard action?
Ranger, having been reunited with his boyfriend mid-battle (via outofcontextdnd)
Black, White, and Red.
Anonymous

Black: 1 Facts about the Person I like

  1. Ne is currently texting me about Strexcorp as though we lived in Night Vale, including a conversation about our voting choices. 

White: 3 Facts about my personality

  1. I am actually always depressed, it just sort of lingers in the background of my every thought.
  2. Once something gets under my skin I have a really hard time getting it to stop being under my skin and I really need to work on it. 
  3. I believe and therefore try and behave like love is a transitive property (If you are dear to me, than those dear to you are also dear to me). It’s hard. 

Red: The Blood of Angry Men I mean 5 facts about my best friend.
I actually have several, >.> so since I’m bored you get 5 facts about each of them. 

  1. Is my roommate
  2. Is a colossal asshole
  3. Makes the best goddamn Burritos ever.
  4. Is possible the most protective person I’ve ever met.
  5. Has a habit of screening movies and TV shows to let me know if I’ll like it or now, he has been wrong like…once. 
  1. Is in Flagstaff, like a bitch
  2. Has the prettiest damn eyes.
  3. Once made me cry like a little girl because he wrote an essay about our friendship.
  4. Pulls no punches in his banter.
  5. Is the finest GM I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with. 
  1. Prefers singular they pronouns
  2. just finished their novella and it’s amazing and I made horrible noises.
  3. Helps me edit mine
  4. really likes owls
  5. has really great hair.
  1. Is my roommate.
  2. Our friendship is surprisingly strong and surprisingly new.
  3. Likes the color purple
  4. Likes snacks
  5. still won’t hold Yig.