velvetcadence:

significantowl:

Charles and Erik weren’t at each other’s sides when I went into Walgreen’s, but you can be sure they were when I left.

#i know it’s spelled wrong #sssh erik thinks he’s incognito

#pfffffthahahaha #i’m tempted to write crackfic just for this #cherik (via velvetcadence)
CASEY DO IT

velvetcadence:

significantowl:

Charles and Erik weren’t at each other’s sides when I went into Walgreen’s, but you can be sure they were when I left.

#i know it’s spelled wrong #sssh erik thinks he’s incognito

#pfffffthahahaha #i’m tempted to write crackfic just for this #cherik (via velvetcadence)

CASEY DO IT

If you were hiking in a place close to where you lived, you might have seen a photo taken from the same vantage point; or it might have been described within your hearing; or it might be a genuine precognitive image. It’s very neat, either way.

I don’t think it was precognition, but I had most definitely never been there before. My mother and I were traveling from Israel to visit family on the East Coast, and we pulled off the highway somewhere to stretch our legs and take a walk.

Still one of the coolest (and strangest) memories I have. :-)

I was reminded of a memory of mine from when I was quite little today, and I really (still) don’t know quite what to make of it.

I had this quite strange dream when I was probably three or four years old. I remember very little of it, but there were flashing colorful lights, loud music, ancient arcade game machines, and a light-up sign on the wall advertising Goldstar (an Israeli beer). Now, being older, I know I must have dreamed of some kind of a bar (though not one I’ve ever been to since), even though I know I had no idea what a bar (or beer, for that matter) was at that age.

The dream shifted somewhere in there, and I was walking through an icy cornfield with my mum. There was a very distinct treeline at the right corner of the field, and the left sloped down gradually, opening up to a beautiful view of mountains and cloudy sky.

When I was six years old, my mother and I were hiking during a visit to the US, in the winter. We took a path that led through the woods and opened up at the end. My mum stopped when we got out into the open, and I vaguely remember her complaining that the trail was a dead end and it ended in someone’s cornfield.

All I could think at that moment was “it’s not supposed to be like this.” And it wasn’t, because I was standing in the cornfield from my dream, two or three years earlier. Everything was the same, right down to the clouds in the sky and the direction of the wind. I distinctly remember seeing the treeline at the edge of the field and knowing it was the same, knowing I had seen it before in a dream.

The kicker is that neither my mother and I had ever been to that hiking spot before. I don’t remember exactly where we were (definitely somewhere on the east coast- Maryland, Pennsylvania, upstate New York maybe?), which is a shame because I’d love to go back.

Glad I remembered this story now, though I wish it made more sense.

a psa about scientists

we may be mostly normal people 99% of the time

but there’s that one percent there 

where we seem to go absolutely off our rockers and it’s probably a bit unsettling, for you the bystander, to watch us mumble and scribble and throw papers everywhere and yell ideas at you without expecting or needing a response and possibly curse a bit, and maybe be euphorically happy

this is called a discovery

we are not actually insane

please do not check us into a mental hospital

thank

What do you call a couch that goes both ways

bisectional

I’d like to just put out a huge hug to all the people I met here that I’ve become scarily good friends with. <3 Just thinking today about how much I love you all.

iPad blogging is literally the best Tumblr Mobile experience I’ve ever had.

The iPad Mini of financial security!

(Otherwise known as the &#8220;Katia got a nice b new job and wanted to treat herself&#8221; device.)

The iPad Mini of financial security!

(Otherwise known as the “Katia got a nice b new job and wanted to treat herself” device.)

Today, my coworkers caught me rocking out to the Bee Gees with earbuds in.

The 70s will get you nowhere good. BE WARNED.

captamerican:

thekingofwinter:

erik shows up 15 minutes late with a sports stadium

 (x)

I hate to shit on everyone else’s parade, but here goes:

RFK Stadium, the stadium that Erik steals lifts up, had been around since 1961. In fact, as a teenager, my mum went to a concert there. So fact wrong, but post funny?

Source

Assholes… All of them

Agreed. What a bunch of a-holes.

that moment when someone says “that’s gay” and it just ruins your entire day

likeamarshmallow:

illucinations:

when i was a child i used to think teens were grown ups and when i was a teen i thought college students were grown ups and now that im a college student im just like what the hell is a grown up anymore

Now that I’m older than college age I’ve concluded that grown ups are a myth.

#adulting #there’s like a financially secure 56 year old accountant who wears blazers all the time somewhere #that’s the adult (via jabletown)

Not only are these the most brilliant tags in existence, but I must agree that this is absolutely 100% true. 

wolfsban:

professoroverminds:

// I love possessive Erik. Especially when it’s the type where he picks Charles up and holds him close and hisses at everyone else and mumbles ‘mine”

image

Errr I don’t have an excuse for this.

Agents of Shield is the realist shit I’ve come across in a TV show in quite possibly ever.