kaleigh-marie:

iluvatardis:

polyamorousmisanthrope:

valkyriestrikeofthelashatterdome:

gotterdammerungs:

                             (x)

And then in the future, everything changes. He’s been through it all, of course-watched humanity rediscover the heavens above them, watched them begin to wonder what’s out there. He cheered with the rest of the world when they landed on the moon, cheered as if he’d found Isla de la Muerta all over again, because there was something new. New treasure, a new horizon. But then they stop going, stop exploring, and he goes back to riding tankers across the rising seas. So he’s surprised when one day he wakes up from a night with his bottle of rum (his truest companion), and hears that there’s colonies on Mars now, and they need ships to supply them. He spends the next decade crafting new identities, learning all he can to qualify for the job, and after several tries (and even more faked deaths-this immortality thing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be in the age of the inerasable digital self) he gets it. The ships go nearly constantly now, the needs of the terraforming project creating an unbroken line of vessels from Mars to Earth and back again. “Show me that horizon,” he whispers to himself, his personal prayer of thanksgiving, each time they leave orbit, because the worlds, the stars are in motion and it’s never the same, with nearly three years for a round trip the ports are always different, even if they keep the old names. And finally one trip something goes wrong with the reactor, they’re too low on power and have to deploy the backups, and Jack (Lucky Jack, they call him, for he survives too many things he shouldn’t but science has yet to accept that maybe some things weren’t old wives’ tales after all) goes out for the spacewalk to bring up the solar panels. And as they rise, geometric patterns black against the sun’s glare, he’s struck by a powerful sense of déjà vu, because it’s all here-wind and sails, a ship beneath his feet and stars above his head, horizon in all directions. He wonders, for a moment, if the reason he’s still here is because the universe wanted a witness, to mourn the end of one age of exploration, and rejoice in the birth of the next.

Thank you for writing this. It made me cry, but oh I am so relieved to see the yearning for the stars.

That shouldn’t have given me as many feels as it did… 

This gave me chills like twice

(via badluckninja)


Lady on the bus next to me: Tell me again- what are you not going to do in daycare today?
Little boy: I will not hit the teacher with a light saber.
Lady: And why are you not going to hit her with a light saber?
Boy: It is my toy, and my choice, but if I hit her with the light saber, I'm acting like a Sith.
Lady: Do you want to be a Sith?
Boy: No! I am Obi-Wan!

nullversed:

micthemicrophone:

dr3amingofdisn3y:

oswald-ears:

duckavenger:

“I don’t like Donald because I can’t understand him.”

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“Why do you even like Donald? All he ever does is get angry.”

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“He’s so mean all the time!”

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OMG

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HOW

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CAN

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PEOPLE

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HATE

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ON

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DONALD

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DUCK

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Because the little shitlord never heals you when you actually need him to.

REBLOGGING FOR THAT LAST COMMENT

(via itsraininbritishmen)


chee-ah:

crownfullofcurls:

troyxleonardo:

With just a chill head bop Jordin still manages to have more rhythm than the three tragedies next to her

Omg look at Lordes face

the three tragedies next to her

chee-ah:

crownfullofcurls:

troyxleonardo:

With just a chill head bop Jordin still manages to have more rhythm than the three tragedies next to her

Omg look at Lordes face

the three tragedies next to her

(via shotgun-sister)


gdirtydime19:

haussofkm:

mockeryd:

Dog: I AM SORRY BABY HUMAN! DO NOT CRY ANYMORE! i SHALL BRING YOU MORE TOYS

The cutest thing ever.

awwwwwwww  :)

(via genogenocrazycatman)



ewjared:

 "Tired, tired with nothing, tired with everything, tired with
the world’s weight he had never chosen to bear."
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
DEAN GRAPHICS CHALLENGE 
↪ PROMPT: TIRED
ewjared vs padaleckhi

(via samsghost)


londongypsy:

Elle UK Twitter teasing about BC Cover shoot
1 2 3 4 5 6 7

(via itsraininbritishmen)


hermione + text posts

(via you-cant-stop-the-moriparty)



What do I do?

What do I do?

(via thescienceofjohnlock)


fademaw:

killdiobrando:

okuyasuofficial:

okuyasuofficial:

honey, im homo

welcome back queer

How was your gay?

It was a pain in the ass.

(via itsraininbritishmen)



Andy Samberg and Lena Headey on stage at the 66th Primetime Emmy Awards (x)

(via itsraininbritishmen)


iridescentoracle:

just thought this was maybe a good time to bring this back…

(deleted lines from SPN: 7x17/”The Born-Again Identity”)

(via teamfreesnuggles)


kia-kaha-winchesters:

just the girly things

  • forcing an earing through a closed piercing
  • taking off tight clothes and rubbing the indents they left on your skin 
  • human sacrifice
  • homemade face masks 

(via itsraininbritishmen)

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