Finding Good Art On Twitter

And if you can't give it to me I will cut you down

OU federation starship

I really like the small workhorse type ships, the Catalan in my mind is mostly staffed by older officers, except for the young officer, (little gay boy in a vest) who chose this usual dead-end position for unhealthy reasons.

you can aim for my heart, go for blood but you would still miss me in your bones

for me it was the / cause it coulda just been MAGA pigs, the slash breaks it 

Usually i'm not one of those "this graffiti was actually done by a conservative" people but they honestly didn't even try here. The 666 gives it away

Reading like the monster The Monster at the End of This Book, thrilling.

Bed against zero walls: You're a freak

Bed against one wall: Acceptable, but you can do better

Bed against two walls: Perfect

Bed against three walls: Do you live in a closet?

Bed against four walls: How???

Bed against five walls: What? That makes no sense...

Bed against six walls: Stop...

Bed against seven walls: I said stop!

Bed against eight walls: What are you doing?! That's too many walls!

Bed against nine walls: We've gone too far, I don't think we're in normal reality anymore...

Bed against ten walls: Hello? Is anybody there? How are there walls all perpendicular to one another?

Bed against eleven walls: We're definitely not in normal reality anymore

Bed against twelve walls: I think we're the only ones here. Just me and the bed.

Bed against thirteen walls: It's weirdly... cozy over here.

Bed against fourteen walls: Could this have been what I wanted all along? Solitude?

Bed against sixteen walls: Wait, Did you see that? We skipped 15.

Bed against twenty walls: No, this is definitely too much. Somebody get me out of here!

Bed against twenty eight walls: The skips are getting bigger, the walls are closing in...

Bed against forty walls: They're suffocating me...

Bed against sixty walls: Help...

Bed against one hundred walls: ...help.

Bed against two hundred walls: ...

Bed against five hundred walls: . . .

Bed against one thousand walls: . . .

Bed against five thousand walls: . . .

Bed against twenty thousand walls:

Bed against one hundred thousand walls:

Bed against five hundred thousand walls:

Bed against one million walls:

Bed against one billion walls:

Bed against one trillion walls:

Bed against one quadrillion walls: . . .

Bed against one quintillion walls: . . .

Bed against one sextillion walls: . . .

Bed against one nonillion walls: ...good night.

I’m going to hold onto my community, friends, and loved ones as tight and as close as I can. We have to be there for each other. We are all we have, and that is the most important thing to me.

It seems like there's more positivity on Tumblr than other platforms (*cough*Twitter*cough*). Like, you can say "I love you, bestie." without anyone calling you corny or childish.

Y'know what? Reblog this to let your besties know you love them.

are you nerds ready to see TOP SURGERY KIRK??

Star Trek III: The Search for Spock (1984) dir. Leonard Nimoy

I have never cried that fucking hard over a show in years.

I fully FULLY support the divergence of this episode, it was a phenomenal example of adapting source material in a way that feels like “oh yeah this is what actually happened they just didn’t have time in the game for all of this holy shit”.

They expanded on the frankly easy to ignore implications of the game and showed us that life can still be even in the midst of fear and uncertainty and apathy and FUCKING EVERYTHING, they showed us goodness and survival out of love because THAT is what The Last Of Us is about.

Death is horrific and sudden and will rob you blind with nothing to salvage; but it isn’t always that. Death is also kind, even forgiving. “Satisfying”, in the words of Bill. Frank wasn’t brutalized this time around, Bill wasn’t left alone to his prior demons. We got to see a side of this universe that hasn’t been portrayed thus far and it wasn’t twenty years of violent tragedy.

It was twenty years of two men enduring and surviving together in a world that had gone to shit, but they still took the leap and held hands while they fell. Everything else, the journey to the bottom, came after and it came painlessly.