bloodofcreativity:

geopunk:

sloth-grunge:

geopunk:

geopunk:

what is it called when u kill a friend

homiecide

murder

homiecide

danganronpa

(Source: geopunk)

I MIGHT HAVE JUST EATEN MOLDY CHEESE???

I mean, it was just little tiny dots, and I removed them, but I certainly did not remove a full square inch like the USDA said.

my strange and self abuse is the initiate fear that wants hard use

I AM YET BUT YOUNG IN CHEESE

STEVE’S FRIENDS CAME IN THE MAIL TODAYYYYYYY

Well, two of his friends. I am so mad that there’s not a Sam bobblehead. WHY WOULD YOU NOT MAKE A CUTE BOBBLEHEAD OF THE MOST ENDEARING CHARACTER.

Natasha will soon join Steve on my dashboard, but right now they’re all on my desk because I don’t have adhesive-sided Velcro to secure her (note the bottom of Steve’s feet) and it just seemed mean to leave Steve in the car alone while the other two were inside.

I feel irrationally guilty that Bucky will eventually be separated from them since there is no room in the car, but I am excited for his Very Special Sideblog-Meriting Mission.

cuteness-daily:

Samoyed Dog Appreciation Post!

(Source: thecutestofthecute)

wh0re-mouth:

noitsfabrayberry:

person: he’s so hot

lesbian: i don’t think he’s that attractive

person: yeah but you’re not sexually attracted to men

lesbian: i’m not sexually attracted to shoes either but i can still tell when i think a pair looks good

THANK YOU

mumblingsage:

minim-calibre:

rashaka:

deareje:

vintageanchorbooks:

Mya Gosling and her succinct Shakespeare comics “In 3 Panels”. Achingly simple, these short comic strips provide a concise beginning-middle-end guide to many of Shakespeare’s classic and obscure works.

Well, you know…Shakespeare

damnit now i’m spoiled

Oh, god. Julius Caesar. I cannot stop laughing.

The artist does longer versions of many of the plays, too! 

If thy speech be sooth, I care not if thou dost for me as much.

hi I’m terrible I did another one during period break

from Macbeth 5.5:

If thou speak’st false,
Upon the next tree shall thou hang alive
Till famine cling thee. If thy speech be sooth,
I care not if thou dost for me as much.
I pull in resolution and begin
To doubt th’ equivocation of the fiend
That lies like truth. “Fear not, till Birnam wood
Do come to Dunsinane”; and now a wood
Comes toward Dunsinane.—Arm, arm, and out!—
If this which he avouches does appear,
There is nor flying hence nor tarrying here.
I ‘gin to be aweary of the sun,
And wish th’ estate o’ th’ world were now undone.—
Ring the alarum-bell!—Blow, wind! Come, wrack!
At least we’ll die with harness on our back.

(This is Macbeth’s final speech from that scene—after he’s learned that his wife is dead and that Birnam Wood is marching on Dunsinane. It’s nowhere near as famous as “tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,” but it gives me A Lot Of Feelings.)

Y’all should check out the shakespeare monologue meme tag because there is good variety going on! A surprising number of histories, too.

(except nobody else has done Macbeth and oh god guys no don’t tempt me to spam don’t do ittttt)

To be thus is nothing; but to be safely thus. | Macbeth

I’m being a good example and answering my own meme!

From 3.1:

To be thus is nothing;
But to be safely thus. Our fears in Banquo
Stick deep; and in his royalty of nature
Reigns that which would be fear’d: ‘tis much he dares;
And, to that dauntless temper of his mind,
He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valour
To act in safety. There is none but he
Whose being I do fear: and, under him,
My Genius is rebuk’d; as, it is said,
Mark Antony’s was by Caesar. He chid the sisters
When first they put the name of king upon me,
And bade them speak to him: then prophet-like
They hail’d him father to a line of kings:
Upon my head they plac’d a fruitless crown,
And put a barren sceptre in my gripe,
Thence to be wrench’d with an unlineal hand,
No son of mine succeeding. If ‘t be so,
For Banquo’s issue have I fil’d my mind;
For them the gracious Duncan have I murder’d;
Put rancours in the vessel of my peace
Only for them; and mine eternal jewel
Given to the common enemy of man,
To make them kings, the seeds of Banquo kings!
Rather than so, come fate into the list.
And champion me to the utterance!