1. jerkidiot:

    do you ever just see someone that you’re close to and think about how out of the 7 billion people on the earth and the infinite possibilities life could have presented you with, somehow you were fortunate enough to have someone like that in your life

    Reblogged from: morriganleliana
  2. bittersiha:

    "What I want… is unimportant now.”

    A HEAVY BURDEN - here have some morrigan feels bc i’ve been crying over her lately ;v; full view pls!!
    Reblogged from: morriganleliana
  3. dr-jekyl:

    octoplods:

    If you’re an illustrator, artist, character designer, anyone who draws things, and don’t know who Paul Kidby is

    You should really check him out, his character design, colour pallette and expressive postures and expressions are fantastic, he’s my favourite illustrator and I really SERIOUSLY checking out his work!

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    Reblogged from: dr-jekyl
  4. 
"Skyrim legend tells of a hero known as the Dragonborn, a warrior with the body of a mortal and soul of a dragon, whose destiny it is to destroy the evil dragon Alduin.”

    "Skyrim legend tells of a hero known as the Dragonborn, a warrior with the body of a mortal and soul of a dragon, whose destiny it is to destroy the evil dragon Alduin.”

    Reblogged from: vaultdweller
  5. http://theinqueersitor.tumblr.com/post/97729211649/elfyourmother-i-really-feel-like-that-is-just

    elfyourmother:

    i really feel like that is just so fucking important even outside the context of shipping

    people think isabela’s selfishness just springs out of nowhere, like it’s a character flaw that needs “fixing”, rather than what it actually is: a defense mechanism and a way of coping…

    Reblogged from: theinqueersitor
  6. appendingfic:

ironcheflancaster:

wedonotpromoteviolence:

heirofspacecore:

sleek-black-wings:

thederpywingedone:

batmansymbol:

by the way did I ever tell y’all about the time I got a blank message from nobody, sent on new year’s eve in 1969, when the internet didn’t exist?
because that happened

What the fuck

Time travel.

Or maybe its from 2069, when we’ve developed the technology to send data to the past. You sent yourself a blank message as a test but as the email address you used to send it doesnt exist yet, it came up as no sender

I… what?

OKAY KIDS, LET’S LEARN ABOUT THE UNIX EPOCH
So back in the early days of computers, when we were trying to build clocks to keep all our computers in sync, we tried a bunch of different ways to synchronize them in ways that both normal people could use and programmers could utilize.
We just tried saying “The current time is THIS date” and just storing that date as some text, but while that was easy for humans, it was a bunch of different numbers that worked together in funny ways and computers don’t play nice with a bunch of random, arbitrary rules.
Not much worked, until we realized that we needed a BASELINE to compare against, and a way to represent the current time that covers everybody. So we came up with Unix time, because Unix was the style at the time. Essentially, Unix time represents any given time by saying “How many seconds ago was 12:00 AM on January 1, 1970 in Iceland somewhere?”. Recent enough to keep the numbers relatively small, far enough that nothing computer-y would fall before it, and consistent enough that there’d be no discrepancy based on where you are.
So what happens when you see the date “December 31, 1969” on a buggy message like this is that the computer received a bunch of zeroes by mistake and went “Oh, this must be a message!” Then when it tried to interpret it, it got to the date, found a zero, and said “Zero seconds since the Unix Epoch? I’ll round down - this was sent at the last second of New Year’s Eve, 1969! They’ll be so happy to finally get their blank message.”
And then the computer traipsed off on its merry way, because computers are fucking ridiculous.

This is frankly more hilarious than the 1969 time traveler theory

    appendingfic:

    ironcheflancaster:

    wedonotpromoteviolence:

    heirofspacecore:

    sleek-black-wings:

    thederpywingedone:

    batmansymbol:

    by the way did I ever tell y’all about the time I got a blank message from nobody, sent on new year’s eve in 1969, when the internet didn’t exist?

    because that happened

    What the fuck

    Time travel.

    Or maybe its from 2069, when we’ve developed the technology to send data to the past. You sent yourself a blank message as a test but as the email address you used to send it doesnt exist yet, it came up as no sender

    I… what?

    OKAY KIDS, LET’S LEARN ABOUT THE UNIX EPOCH

    So back in the early days of computers, when we were trying to build clocks to keep all our computers in sync, we tried a bunch of different ways to synchronize them in ways that both normal people could use and programmers could utilize.

    We just tried saying “The current time is THIS date” and just storing that date as some text, but while that was easy for humans, it was a bunch of different numbers that worked together in funny ways and computers don’t play nice with a bunch of random, arbitrary rules.

    Not much worked, until we realized that we needed a BASELINE to compare against, and a way to represent the current time that covers everybody. So we came up with Unix time, because Unix was the style at the time. Essentially, Unix time represents any given time by saying “How many seconds ago was 12:00 AM on January 1, 1970 in Iceland somewhere?”. Recent enough to keep the numbers relatively small, far enough that nothing computer-y would fall before it, and consistent enough that there’d be no discrepancy based on where you are.

    So what happens when you see the date “December 31, 1969” on a buggy message like this is that the computer received a bunch of zeroes by mistake and went “Oh, this must be a message!” Then when it tried to interpret it, it got to the date, found a zero, and said “Zero seconds since the Unix Epoch? I’ll round down - this was sent at the last second of New Year’s Eve, 1969! They’ll be so happy to finally get their blank message.”

    And then the computer traipsed off on its merry way, because computers are fucking ridiculous.

    This is frankly more hilarious than the 1969 time traveler theory

    Reblogged from: abomare-the-knight
  7. zodiacsociety:

    - Capricorn (zodiacsociety)

    Reblogged from: zodiacsociety
  8. Reblogged from: doctorwho
  9. julstorres:

    blue-author:

    duskenpath:

    oli-via:

    duskenpath:

    Rest stops on highways are liminal spaces where the veil is thin and nobody can tell me differently

    Explain

    The explanation is that liminal spaces are in between places that bridge Here with There, so in fairy tales we often have the Fairy Ring, the Forest Clearing, the Sudden Misty Foggy Forest, the Bridge, the River, graveyards, in some cases

    We also have a ton of american urban mythology around famous roadways and sites off the sides of roads

    Archetypes like these occur to mark the places in the world where the veil goes thin and humans can have extra-worldly experiences, out of the ordinary way of living

    So why wouldn’t transient spaces like rest stops where everyone is just passing through from one place to the next, never stopping for too long, not be a liminal space where spirits frequent, too

    Especially since nobody would know if they were real or not

    This is how I feel about airports. I hate going through security, but once I’m in, I’m nowhere and everywhere. Neither here nor there.

    Driving I-10 between LA and Phoenix, I once saw a closed rest stop around sunset, in the desert about halfway across the state of California. Rest stops are closed temporarily or long-term all time from what I can tell, especially in this part of the country, because drought can make the toilets unusable so I didn’t think anything of the fact that it was closed - just thought it odd, as I drove on past its on-ramp to the interstate, that it was marked as feeding into I-18, not I-10.

    I looked up I-18 later. It doesn’t exist.

    I drive between LA and Phoenix fairly often, so I’ve looked for that rest stop again and never seen it. I’ve seen a rest stop in the area - I didn’t think to check my odometer, so I can’t be sure how close - that was open, and signed correctly as being on the 10, but I’ve never managed to catch sight of that I-18 rest stop again.

    Maybe I’ve never driven through at the right time again. Twilight is a liminal space, too.

    Reblogged from: sarriane
  10. blueinkalchemy:

    nintendonut1:

    protomlad:

    flyingcuttlefish:

    atopfourthwall:

    uvsiren:

    Discworld

    I really need to read/watch the Discworld stuff.

    Discworld is a lot more important than people give it credit.

    I keep saying it, and I’m gonna KEEP saying it

    READ. DISCWORLD.

    GESTURES WILDLY

    This is one of my favorite exchanges in all of Pratchett’s works, and that’s saying something.

    Seriously. Read Discworld.

    Reblogged from: frost-bones
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