The hall of super best friends
My Warlock Eridonis is in a party known as the We Go Amigos and my Fighter/Ranger Astara is in a party that goes by the name Bad Girls Brigade.
literally wake up some nights in a cold sweat thinking about this
i'm glad there are episodes in the next generation where data gets reprogrammed/possessed/we meet his evil twin/etc, because as much as brent spiner is amazing as data, his real talent is playing weird little freaks
Today, Bug asked for neck and face rubs by touching my hand gently with her beak.
Today, her neck feathers were indescribably soft and silky.
Today, she is sitting warm and safe and happy on my leg, sound asleep.
There are good things left in this world, however small. This is your opportunity to reblog this and share your good things with each other, or check the notes if you need a reminder.
it’ll all be over soon
“Oh boo hoo you shouldn’t ask your friends for favors we’re all adults”
I just spent three hours pulling up carpet and staples for a friend’s home renovation and we all did nothing but chat and joke and have wonderful conversation the whole time.
Helping somebody move or renovate or giving them a ride to the airport is functionally the same as going mini-golfing or playing a board game: it’s an activity that you do that is made more fun by having good company, and which provides something to talk about when the conversation lulls.
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
gulls are proof that a) there is a god and b) that god enjoys the pain and suffering of birders
There’s a lot going on in that little critter’s head right now.
my singing voice is good for showers and mornings in the kitchen and drunken nights and lullabies for babies who need sleep and im okay with this