abracadaze:

abracadaze:

when i was 15 i was at the mall with my dad and i realized i’d missed an appointment with my therapist and cried. and then i saw someone in a full karkat cosplay despite there being no cons or meetups in the area

me: i cant believe i missed therapy my therapist is probably so disappointed in me i’m a horrible person i’m gonna sit on the floor and dissociate

karkat vantas: *walks past me*

me: holy shit is that karkat vantas

karkat: vantas

pwhl-mybeloved:

shiningoak:

What’s that bro? You began interacting with a media from a different country than yours and/or was made in time period different than the recent present day? Haha that’s sick bro! Keep expanding your horizons bro! You’re remembering to take into account that sociocultural norms, gender roles and genre expectations are different from what you are used to and meeting the story halfway, instead of forcibly superimposing your ideals into the story, right bro? Right? Right?

byjove:

enrichment idea: put out a cardboard box that is slightly too small for your cats to comfortably fit in and watch them try to do it anyway.

misidentifying-animals-in-posts:

best animal names: unnecessarily judgemental edition

princess-rosiebird:

just baked a loaf of bread if any1 is interested here it is

birdhug:

noahlathotep:

crab crab crab hand hand hand frighten

i like them..

justsheerfilth1:

justsheerfilth1:

imsrryoisin:

trans unity

Why would you use duct tape to hold hands ?

Wait I’m a fucking idiot

nerdygaymormon:

idontgettechnology:

computationalcalculator:

dajo42:

using “what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament” to mean “yeah i made an embarrassing reference but you understood it which is also embarrassing” is very funny to me

my favorite part is that absolutely nobody says this except here. so if you use it in public, it’s a dead giveaway that you spent the last ten years on tumblr. but then again, they recognized it, which means they were at the devil’s sacrament

I tested this theory in the wild the other day at work. I was on a call with my department lead and a few other folks and I replied to an email the DL had sent me, thinking that, because he was on this call, he wouldn’t notice when I sent it and would not catch me multitasking.

However, he replied to said email within five minutes, asking a question that required an answer. So I answered and was like “Also, I was going to apologize for answering emails during this call, but I see we’re both here at the Devil’s Sacrament, so I don’t think an apology is necessary.”

I watched him read that on screen and try not to laugh. And then at the end of the call as everyone started saying goodbye, he goes, “Hey, MJ, I meant to tell you. I like your shoelaces.”

And I looked straight into my camera, stone cold serious, and said, “Thanks. I stole them from the president.”

And the rest of the team was like, “What…the fuck…?” before he abruptly ended the call for everyone.

So now my DL and I know this about each other. He could be any one of us.