have you ever had someone tell you that your eyes look a color that they aren't? example: i have grey eyes but sometimes people will tell me that my eyes look green or blue

the best trope in media is: “characters turn on the lights, see the monster, and immediately turn the lights back off”

glowing hot metal is such a touchable shade of orange

im a welder and this let me tell you this does not go away if youre around a lot of hot metal its actually worse

being a fan of a friend's ocs is actually so humiliating....... like yes my favourite character rn is tragically doomed and a pillar of humanity who i think is relevant to the current world. you can find information about them on discord dot com and sometimes in late-night conversations with this guy i know. what the fuck

up late at night thinking about a guy who exists to three people. such a desire to talk about him until my lungs give out and read every scrap of fanfiction on the internet and yet there is NOTHING!!!! and i have to pretend to be NORMAL about this. "oh yes your character is cool. have you considered writing more" meanwhile the wolves in my brain are tearing and biting

Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to fly through you again Because a beacon softly beeping Lined us up while I was seeking And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the local airport

In restless dreams, I flew alone Narrow beams below us shone 'Bove the halo of a street lamp I turned my throttle from the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the localairport

And in the parking lot, I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People blogging without speaking People liking without listening People writing songs that voices never shared And no one dared Disturb the local airport

"Tower am I clear to land?" Engines like a lion roar Filled with fuel that I might teach you Lowered the flaps that I might reach you But my words, like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the local airport

And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming Then the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the cockpit wall; WARNING STALL" And whispered in the local airport

American Kestrel (Falco sparverius), male, family Falconidae, order Falconiformes, found over a great deal of North America and South America

photograph by Steve Rose (@stevenrosephotography)

whats the fucking point of having laws if people can keep making led headlights

just curious as they're always things i've never questioned just doing but people in my life are often surprised that i don't mind doing them alone

🔁 pls reblog for sample size

Homestuck deserves some kind of trophy or Nobel Fandom Prize for its numerous services to shipping. Today I was trying to put into words a fictional relationship type that I enjoy, and I was having such a hard time articulating it to myself until my brain spat out "platonic kismeses" and honestly if you know what that means, it describes it perfectly.

Please reblog for greater sample size <3

we used to have normalized whump. remember what they took from you....

==> deku: answer the strange message!

more mhastuck !!

continuing to follow a beloved mutual but tag blocking all the fandoms they post about. baby i LOVE you but there is a demonic force that controls your interests.

My coworker Mike just started cracking up. Informed us someone was trying to make a test Outlook group at work and seems to have accidentally made it a real Outlook group.

Everyone added to the group is named Mike.

Creator of the group isn’t online yet but the Mikes are coming online in droves.

“Why was I added to this group? What do I have in common with all these other Mikes?” -one of the Mikes

“Ah, so this is Mikerosoft” (<- you’re never gonna guess what company I work for)

One Mike has suggested this is an effort by the group-creator to hunt Mikes for sport