all of your colonies and continental divides

sarantium: twenty-something physics student with a book habit. queer, white, disabled. fond of kittens, neutrinos and karen gillan.

bisexualpiratequeen:

I’m trying hard to live by Cat Principles.

1- I am glorious above all things
2- Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, play when bored
3- Affection is given and received on my terms and only mine
4- Show displeasure clearly.
5- NO
6- Demand the things you want. If they aren’t given, demand them again, but louder this time.
7- If you are touched when you don’t want to be, say so. If they continue to touch you, make them bleed.

(via star-anise)

itsaduckpond:

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ladies and gentleman: this is the kind of friend I have.
having already made fun of him on Twitter for only informing me there was a hot guy in this Doctor Who episode — not anything about the actual episode — he reblogs this and tags me.
(and he didn’t even mention the most important part — that Hot Guy is a recurring character who will continue to be hot for the rest of the season.)

itsaduckpond:

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ladies and gentleman: this is the kind of friend I have.

having already made fun of him on Twitter for only informing me there was a hot guy in this Doctor Who episode — not anything about the actual episode — he reblogs this and tags me.

(and he didn’t even mention the most important part — that Hot Guy is a recurring character who will continue to be hot for the rest of the season.)

(via erictholemew)

cosmictuesdays:

nadiacreek:

coelasquid:

deformutilated:

Fudge recipe on a headstone

I feel like I should make this just to be able to say a dead person taught me how to make it. Maybe I’ll do it for Halloween.

I desperately hope that she spent her entire life telling people that they could have her fudge recipe “over my dead body.”

That last comment is absolutely worth reblogging.

cosmictuesdays:

nadiacreek:

coelasquid:

deformutilated:

Fudge recipe on a headstone

I feel like I should make this just to be able to say a dead person taught me how to make it. Maybe I’ll do it for Halloween.

I desperately hope that she spent her entire life telling people that they could have her fudge recipe “over my dead body.”

That last comment is absolutely worth reblogging.

(via star-anise)

thecoggs:

tsukishimake1:

my favorite tidbit about rome is that in the mid-1800s one of the popes didn’t like the statues in rome having dicks so he ordered them knocked off. fast forward to the last decade or so and art historians in conjunction with the vatican are trying to erm. restore. the statues. but the dicks were just. kept in a box. so art historians are going around rome, with a box of dicks, trying to match them up to their owner.

[T]he thing I love best about this is not thinking about the frazzled art historian, buried deep in their dick research, trying to match various shades of stone and doing sketches about how weather may have affected statues groins, but the idea that they might do this in broad daylight.

Can you imagine saving your whole life to go on a family vacation to Rome? Or maybe it’s your honeymoon? Maybe you just got divorced and this is your present to yourself? And you are in Rome and you are sitting in an outdoor cafe, taking in the sights, feeling alive—and then there’s someone going up to a statue, pulling dicks out of a bag, a look of deep concentration on their face while they put a bunch next to it. 

Like. What story would you tell yourself about that? How would you even react?

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