Amy Acker @ SDCC

4 hours ago with 112 notes — via fyeahamyacker
#Amy Acker



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#Puella Magi Madoka Magica #Puella Magi: Rebellion #epilepsy warning #guns cw



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#possibly my favorite quote ever #Bones #Seeley Booth #Temperance Brennan #Bones: Pilot



mostlycatsmostly:

Spilla (by Patrizia Belotti)

mostlycatsmostly:

Spilla (by Patrizia Belotti)

10 hours ago with 129 notes — via mostlycatsmostly
#cats



Symbols- Veronica Mars

13 hours ago with 207 notes — via -veronicamars, © adelaidestuart
#wow #VMars #water //



griffinoconner:

a mix for urban witches; who breathe in smoke and exhaust and breathe out magic, who love the city like a familiar, whose veins are laced with starlight and nightshade and neon. [ l i s t en ] 

i. la la la song - ahs: coven | ii.i put a spell on you - joss stone | iii. jag vet en dejlig rosa - robyn | iv. climbing up the walls - radiohead | v. where the boats go - M83 | vi. ash tree lane - MS MR | vii. custom car crash - calla | viii. moon and moon - bat for lashes | ix. seekir - zola jesus | x. alone in kyoto - air | xi. house of the rising sun - lauren o’connell | xii. gallows - cocorosie | xiii. cosmic love (acoustic) - florence + the machine | xiv. child i will hurt you - crystal castles | xv. cry little sister - gerard mcmann | xvi. walking on air - kerli | xvii. in the room where you sleep - dead man’s bones | xviii. sam - massive attack 

griffinoconner:

a mix for urban witches; who breathe in smoke and exhaust and breathe out magic, who love the city like a familiar, whose veins are laced with starlight and nightshade and neon. [ l i s t en

i. la la la song - ahs: coven | ii.i put a spell on you - joss stone | iii. jag vet en dejlig rosa - robyn | iv. climbing up the walls - radiohead | v. where the boats go - M83 | vi. ash tree lane - MS MR | vii. custom car crash - calla | viii. moon and moon - bat for lashes | ix. seekir - zola jesus | x. alone in kyoto - air | xi. house of the rising sun - lauren o’connell | xii. gallows - cocorosie | xiii. cosmic love (acoustic) - florence + the machine | xiv. child i will hurt you - crystal castles | xv. cry little sister - gerard mcmann | xvi. walking on air - kerli | xvii. in the room where you sleep - dead man’s bones | xviii. sam - massive attack 

13 hours ago with 1,487 notes — via opheliact, © griffinoconner
#white cats and black magic #smoking cw



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screwballdame:

found eve waiting tables
she’s got plenty of mouths to feed

found lilith under neon lights
all calloused soles on six inch heels

found sarah old and quiet
never speaking out against god again

found rahab avoiding red
the color of a fallen city and of regret

found jael with her grin sharp
hands stained bloody behind steel bars

found delilah cutting hair
her dress worth 16 grams of silver

found bathsheba at a grave
with hair still wet and eyes afraid

found jezebel and her scars
disguised with paint and a curl of lip

found esther beautiful and
replaced, barely ever shows her face

found mary missing the messiah
forgetting the names of her other sons

found magdalene selling perfume
she always sprays them on too strong

found the whore of babylon
begging, and the sign beside her said

‘the Word did our stories wrong.’

13 hours ago with 1,464 notes — via opheliact, © screwballdame
#poetry #religion #slurs cw



k-b-rock:

sententiola:

Sometimes I think about how many little things we probably do every day that would totally mess up the reasoning of a Sherlock-Holmes-style detective.

Like the other day we went to the cinema and I was wearing a shirt with no pockets so I put the ticket in my trouser pocket.  The next day I was wearing the same trousers and I put my hand in my pocket and found the ticket there.

Now, I have a certain selection of things I always have in my trouser pockets and I don’t really like having anything else in there because it confuses my hands when I want to get something, so I took the ticket out.  And I wasn’t near a rubbish bin, but I was wearing a shirt with a breast pocket.  So I put the ticket in the shirt pocket.

And I thought: if I get interestingly murdered, the Sherlock-Holmes-style detective is going to deduce that I’m wearing the same shirt that I wore yesterday.  Because it’s got a cinema ticket in the pocket with yesterday’s date on, and why on earth would anyone put a cinema ticket in the pocket of a shirt unless they were wearing the shirt when they went to the cinema?

Which is a bit of reasoning we would all find totally convincing if it came from a Sherlock-Holmes-style detective.  But it would be wrong.  Because actually there are so many other explanations for things once you take account of the fact that people are often slightly eccentric in completely trivial and unguessable ways.

“Samuel Vimes dreamed about Clues. He had a jaundiced view of Clues. He instinctively distrusted them. They got in the way. And he distrusted the kind of person who’d take one look at another man and say in a lordly voice to his companion, “Ah, my dear sir, I can tell you nothing except that he is a left-handed stonemason who has spent some years in the merchant navy and has recently fallen on hard times,” and then unroll a lot of supercilious commentary about calluses and stance and the state of a man’s boots, when exactly the same comments could apply to a man who was wearing his old clothes because he’d been doing a spot of home bricklaying for a new barbecue pit, and had been tattooed once when he was drunk and seventeen* and in fact got seasick on a wet pavement. What arrogance! What an insult to the rich and chaotic variety of the human experience!”

—Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay

1 day ago with 1,482 notes — via stardust-rain, © sententiola
#Discworld #I really need to read these wow #I'm having such trouble with Good Omens though



logan and veronica appreciation week | day three - favorite season: one

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#VMars #OTP: the girl from Mars



procrastinationalldayerrday:

Always wanted to draw Dylan!Carlos and Cecil!Cecil (Baldwin!Cecil??? idk) doing whatever, so here they are. I guess the situation here would be that Cecil urges Carlos to take a break from long hours of science and take a nap, but Carlos doesn’t want to unless Cecil joins him. ;v;

procrastinationalldayerrday:

Always wanted to draw Dylan!Carlos and Cecil!Cecil (Baldwin!Cecil??? idk) doing whatever, so here they are. I guess the situation here would be that Cecil urges Carlos to take a break from long hours of science and take a nap, but Carlos doesn’t want to unless Cecil joins him. ;v;

1 day ago with 717 notes — via stardust-rain, © procrastinationalldayerrday
#Welcome to Night Vale #Cecilos