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Zoomed out while taking a picture of my Christmas tree

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the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument

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So I binged the entirety of How To Build a Sex Room last night and this one scene just cracked me up

The designer's at a western leather/tack store looking for supplies to make a rustic-style sex swing and turns to one of the store employees for advice, which initially goes about as amusingly as you would expect

So then she pulls up some pictures to give him an idea of what she needs

And he's Immediately like

The professional disgust, I'm living

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me reading smut and calculating in my head the positions the characters are in

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For science!!!!

(Please reblog if you vote! :D )

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NATIVE CARBON DIOXIDE FOUND ON JUPITER’S MOON EUROPA

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The sterek phenomenon is genuinely so crazy when I think about it. I have read so much of the fanfiction and yet have never watched a single episode of teen wolf.

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Still collecting the full alphabet of the “live, laugh, love” variants if anyone has some good examples.

Bonus if they can fit the “We can’t ___, _____, ____ our way out of this.”

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Actually cannot stop watching this

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autistic folks when their routine gets disrupted, and they don't get alone time when they're supposed to get alone time

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“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos

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“Why me?” Draco asks his bedroom wall, whispering it into the dark, far too late. “Told you.” Potter pulls him closer, speaking between open-mouthed kisses up the back of Draco’s neck. “You’re collateral damage.” “No.” Draco wrenches himself away, pushing up onto his elbows. He wants to see Potter’s face. “Why do all this? Why are you saving me? We’re not even—or we weren’t—in the real world–-you know, friends.” “Oh.” Potter’s silent, a hand light on Draco’s hip. “It never occurred to me not to.”

Quote from the incredible, sharp and grey fic 9 to 5 by @oknowkiss (drarry, E, 2,6k)

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german tourists will come up to you and say some shit like entschuldigung ist there a Nationallostundgefundenbüronummer i can call weil i have mein handytelefon gelosten :( and you have to look at them like they’re a dog that is about to be put down and go Herr wir sind in Südeuropa be so so ernst rn