zeldathemes
pronounced suh-froo-kin

F|18|US| I'm Saphruikan and I talk big, but I'm probably terrified of you. I mostly reblog various funny stuff, SNK, Supernatural, Sherlock, Doctor Who, and Game of Thrones, along with a smattering of other fandoms. I write that one naga!Marco fic where he likes pastries and has three dicks. This blog isn't spoiler free, but if you want me to tag something I'll do it gladly!

piefacemcgee:

erzassword:

dodie-snk:

luck-ethan-charms:

dodie-snk:

pls mom don’t hate me

The content of this comic is heartbreaking but the art style is kinda hilarious. Could you please tell me what to feel?

Actually me too, I find this heartbreaking and hilarous at the same time this is so weird.

SAME

My grandma said something along the lines of this while we were watching the news one night, during a piece of a gay man mourning his deceased lover whose family refused to let the living man so much as visit the grave after the funeral. I nearly burst into tears because at the time, I was identifying as bisexual (now identify as pansexual). My mom asked me what was wrong, and that’s how I came out to her.

When we talked amongst ourselves about my coming out some time later, she commented that, while she was holding me while I cried, she could actually feel the tension drain from my body when I told her I was bisexual.

This is why it’s so, so important for non-LGBT, especially allies, to understand exactly what kind of an impact their words have on us. Never, ever make a comment assuming that everyone in the room is straight or cis. 

missinglinc:

2brwngrls:

In which Snoop Dogg doesn’t give a fuck about your gender policing, and 50 Cent continues to be way too concerned about the sexuality of other male rappers. 

I’m so here for Snoop’s lowkey kind of cunt.
ichthyologee:

this is too real

ichthyologee:

this is too real

brbjellyfishing:

how are all these celebrity nudes getting leaked but the krabby patty formula still safe

unamusedsloth:

Comic strip artists from the 40’s draw their characters while blindfolded

sherlocklikestea:

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.

Bravo.

australiansanta:

pokemontrainermillie:

australiansanta:

pokemontrainermillie:

australiansanta:

thank god they found jack the ripper finally they can put that horrible man in jail

I’m pretty sure he’s dead mate.

yep i agree, he’s dead meat once he gets in jail

…Are you being serious? ARE. YOU. FUCKING. SERIOUS~? 

yep and i hope he gets a life sentence

ampora-roll:

Yes this is why I came to tumblr

ampora-roll:

Yes this is why I came to tumblr

  #snk    #the old gays    #I love this stupid fucking website  

fictitiousfake:

J.K Rowling said that her inspiration for Hagrid came from when she was 19  in a pub in the west country and this terrifying looking guy came in with these other biker guys and the only thing he talked to J.K about was how his cabbages were getting on