That awkward moment when your mom sits down next...
most-awkward-moments: Time to refresh facebook like an idiot… Time to open paint and draw butterflies and unicorns. Time to look at clothes on clothing websites. Time to check your e-mail. But not get on tumblr because porn might randomally show up on your dash.
I used to have standards when reading fanfiction
fuzzyblankets: And then I read some Mercutio/Romeo, DBZ, and Toy Story Fanfictions at 4am. It’s with different fandoms for me, but yeah. Same principle. :)
Finally, an opponent worthy of my vast intellect… Holmes versus Moriarty…...– Wheatley (via clockworkjester)
I just want to name everything Damian. I want to get a cat and name it Damian. I...– Hillary Miniken, referring to Damian Wayne
Let's make this a thing
starlesswanderer: Calling all bibliophiles! Quick, take a look around and tell me what books (or film/TV adaptations of books) you see in your immediate area. Reblog with your answers. I just noticed that I’m kind of surrounded. Good Omens on the coffee table, right beside John Dies At The End (fantastic novel, but not a cure for insomnia), Hide by Lisa Gardener on the couch here, a GED prep...
Playing Portal 2
Oh, Wheatley. I am so sorry I caused you to turn evil. Is that a turret combined with a cube? And is it shivering in fear? I want to give that turret-cube a hug.
I probably would have enjoyed A Tale of Two Cities...
athingcalledjoe: And it was about her learning the ways of the samurai and beheading Louis XVI her damn self. I loved A Tale of Two Cities, but I would not have minded the above scenario.
The Homework Parodox
I am referring to the sad situation where you are listening to the amazing Tale of Two Cities studio cast recording while doing homework, when you realize that your next assignment is a listening comprehension exercise for your Japanese class.
So I read The Sacred and the Profane →
twyll: Can you hear that sound? That shattering, unbearable, ear-piercing shriek? That’s the sound my heart makes when it breaks into a million tiny little pieces. I finished it over a half an hour ago, and I just now stopped crying. And there’s still a lingering sadness that is not going away. The reviews said this fic was heartbreaking. I should have listened.
Just had a strange thought...
captainhavoc: In the future, kids won’t know who Goofus and Gallant are, but they’ll know Good Guy Greg and Scumbag Steve.
Hillary, Rome, and the Body Pillow: A Love Story -...
Once upon a time, there was a young Roman girl named Hillary. Hillary was nineteen years of age, and had always attracted the wrong sort of gentlemen. She had been rejecting suitors for years: swindlers, thieves, mob bosses, etc., and was worried, for she had to marry by her twentieth year, lest she lose her family’s estate. Salvation came in the form of Quintus Flavius, Hillary’s...
That terrible moment when you type "Six" into...
I love these two.
Doctor: Doctor Song, you've got that face on again.
River: What face?
Doctor: The "He's hot when he's clever" face.
River: This is my normal face.
Doctor: Yes it is.
River: Oh, shut up.
Doctor: Not a chance.
Good Omens: Oh, humanity.
cristinamoreno: Crowley had always known that he would be around when the world ended, because he was immortal and wouldn’t have any alternative. But he’d hoped it would be a long way off. Because he rather liked people. It was a major failing in a demon. Oh, he did his best to make their short lives miserable, because that was his job, but nothing he could think up was half as bad as the...
I think it would be great if they made a prequel...
naurielrochnur: Seriously, I devote an embarrassing amount of time thinking of ways to bring the old team back. This idea is actually quite feasible. Yes. I agree. This has to happen.