Stuff and Things

songoffireflower:

shade-shypervert:

Peck having a bad day… and good hiding place :’3 

God, if I could I would do this to the BF….

peent:

little christian things: when they cite the old testament like it has any relevance

saxifraga-x-urbium:

paracartography:

Yes, of course I’ve heard what the superstitious locals say: “Stay out of the mountains! There’s no shelter on those harsh peaks, and every last combe and glen is infested with killer spiders!”. They say there’s no way to safely cross that mountain range - anyone trying to rest high up on the peaks will die of exposure, lashed by cruel icy winds. Better that, though, than to risk seeking shelter in the forested vales.

The Crawling Death, they call it. Great glossy black eight-legged fiends, some small enough to creep between the rings of your maille, some large as a splayed hand and quick as a cat, and some - so they say - the size of dogs. Or swine. Or cart-horses. The tales have been exaggerated in the telling, of course, since hardly anyone dares venture far into the gullies and ravines that lace between the majestic peaks (most certainly not at night, when the Crawling Death make their appearance, silent as a shadow).

Even if they’re not quite as large as people say, they’re certainly no less deadly. The king’s physicians, who had the unenviable task of tending to the survivors of the last failed expedition, wrote down in stomach-turning detail the precise symptoms of that merciless venom. Erupting blisters the size of a hen’s egg. Flesh blackening, rotting, and sloughing away from the bone. Sweating, drooling, trembling, nausea, vomiting, ranting and raving and spasming like a creature possessed until death seems like a mercy. Others were gripped with a pain unmatched by any wound of war, paired (curiously) with an erection hard as any standing stone.

And yet, in spite of all this, I’m planning an expedition into the mountains. It’s true, I haven’t the equipment with me to safely shelter from the bitter cold above the tree-line, out of the reach of skittering legs and poison-slick fangs. I have no blessing from the gods, and no miracle of alchemy intended to keep the Crawling Death at bay. What I do have, though, is a map. A map from a past age, a more enlightened age, where the cartographers had a decent understanding of the sciences, rather than the encyclopaedic knowledge of rumour and superstition that seems to be the requirement for a mapmaker these days. And from this map - and the journals that I found with it - I have deduced one particularly salient fact, that I am convinced will allow me to make the journey through the supposedly arachnid-infested ravines in perfect safety.

The superstitious peasants might say every last one of those valleys is crawling with deadly poisonous creatures, but in fact, most of them are utterly empty and safe! However, my map has revealed the source of this rumour: Spiders Gorge, which contains over ten thousand spiders, is an outlier adn should not have been counted.

i feel you deserve some sort of prize for this

marisathehermit:

the-real-seebs:


monobeartheater:

absorr:

ultrafacts:

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 Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”

AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE

I have never seen it called “rubber duck debugging”, though. “Rubber ducking”, yes.
See also Helpy.


Welp, I think we found the true function of a rubber duck.

marisathehermit:

the-real-seebs:

monobeartheater:

absorr:

ultrafacts:

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 Some of you are reblogging because you think its funny that programmers would talk to ducks. I’m reblogging because I think its funny picturing a programmer explaining their code, realizing what they did when they explain the bad code, then grabbing the strangling the duck while yelling “WHY WAS THE FIX THAT SIMPLE!? AM I GOING BLIND!”

AS A PROGRAMMER I CAN TELL YOU THAT THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT YOU FUCKING DO WE HAD TO BAN THE DUCKS FROM MY CLASSES BECAUSE EVERYONE WOULD FLIP THE DUCK OR THROW IT AT A WALL OR SOMETHING WHEN THEY FIGURED OUT THE PROBLEM IN THEIR CODE

I have never seen it called “rubber duck debugging”, though. “Rubber ducking”, yes.

See also Helpy.

Welp, I think we found the true function of a rubber duck.

transperceneige:

JOCKER DES NOUETTES*HN

Étalon poney français de selle - French saddle pony stallion

Source

yourdragonslover:

effyeahhiccstrid:


howtotrainyourbabyboo:

playingeminor:

I accept the “Stoick saw Valka in Hiccup during the Kill ring scene in HTTYD 1 head canon” but there is one thing that doesn’t add up.
Why would he disown the image of his “late” wife immediately after?
What if Stoick only saw Valka at first, when Hiccup was talking of the philosophies that supposedly got the woman killed.  Yet, when a Night Fury, one of the most feared creatures of their world, jumps into the fray.  When it rescues Hiccup, obeys Hiccup, Stoick saw someone else.
Because who was the last person Stoick witnessed control Dragons?
Stoick had seen Drago use dragons the burn down his contemporaries, his friends, with out any hesitation.  Now his son had a dragon.  A dragon that would have killed Stoick had Hiccup been so inclined to let that happen.
There is no way that his son could ever be like that monster.  Now way Valka’s son could be like that. But Stoick saw the evidence.
Now of course when he saw Hiccup leading the gang into battle.  Saw him fighting for a village that turned it’s back on him, Stoick realized that Hiccup and Drago were two different breeds.  But for a sharp moment he saw a strange man from a strange land look up at him from the boy’s eyes.
And there was no way that could be his son.

SHIT

oh SHiT


SHIT!

yourdragonslover:

effyeahhiccstrid:

howtotrainyourbabyboo:

playingeminor:

I accept the “Stoick saw Valka in Hiccup during the Kill ring scene in HTTYD 1 head canon” but there is one thing that doesn’t add up.

Why would he disown the image of his “late” wife immediately after?

What if Stoick only saw Valka at first, when Hiccup was talking of the philosophies that supposedly got the woman killed.  Yet, when a Night Fury, one of the most feared creatures of their world, jumps into the fray.  When it rescues Hiccup, obeys Hiccup, Stoick saw someone else.

Because who was the last person Stoick witnessed control Dragons?

Stoick had seen Drago use dragons the burn down his contemporaries, his friends, with out any hesitation.  Now his son had a dragon.  A dragon that would have killed Stoick had Hiccup been so inclined to let that happen.

There is no way that his son could ever be like that monster.  Now way Valka’s son could be like that. But Stoick saw the evidence.

Now of course when he saw Hiccup leading the gang into battle.  Saw him fighting for a village that turned it’s back on him, Stoick realized that Hiccup and Drago were two different breeds.  But for a sharp moment he saw a strange man from a strange land look up at him from the boy’s eyes.

And there was no way that could be his son.

SHIT

oh SHiT

SHIT!

gallowshumorrandom:

4gifs:

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perfection

im-driveway:

powerofvoodoo:

geektoriassecret:

thatdisneylover:

HOW IS THIS SUCH BEAUTIFUL QUALITY?

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT THAT THIS IS ACTUALLY JOLIE’S DAUGHTER PLAYING YOUNG AURORA AND HOW TALENTED THIS WOMAN IS TO ACT OUT NOT WANTING TO HOLD AND CUDDLE HER OWN LITTLE WOMB NUGGET LIKE GOTDAMN WOMAN YOU GOOD.

WOMB NUGGET

IM FUCKING CRYING

groundlion:

mylittledoxy:

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