"I met my wife at a Star Trek convention. She was study abroad from France and spoke little English, and I didn’t know a lick of French. So, for the first few months of our relationship, we communicated by speaking Klingon."

Hear more tales of nerdery in this week’s Pwn Up! (via dorkly)

Okay I’m not even a Star Trek fan but that’s beautiful.

(via tchy)





The only thing I want in Avengers 2 is Cap picking up Thor’s hammer, totally unaware it should be impossible.

Actually in Marvel lore it is implicitly stated That Steve is one of only a few people on earth actually worthy of carrying Thor’s hammer

To hell with Steve, I want Natasha to pick it up and realise, even with all the red in her ledger, she is still just as worthy as Thor or Steve. 






Here’s the link for more information about the PS244 fundraising campaign

Here’s the link to the GIVE IT ALL TO ME Library Collection at OutofPrintClothing.com.

Check it out! The good folks dropped me a line about this project last week, and I’m happy to boost for Library Week.

Signal boost

how about we do the ships thing?

put a fandom in my ask and i’ll answer:

  • otp
  • favourite canon pairing
  • worst pairing ever
  • guilty pleasure pairing
  • a pairing you want to see more
  • that pairing everyone likes but you’re like “lol no” 

Send me a character and I’ll tell you;






MCU Challenge [1 of 4 BrOTPs | Pepper Potts and Phil Coulson]

Oh, Agent Coulson. I just wanted to say, thank you very much for all of your help.

I bet they play their own version of Risk all the time.

Like, Pepper calls Phil at 3AM on a Tuesday after the LONGEST day and that’s fine because Phil is still finishing up writing DO OVER OR GET SHITCANNED on probies’ mission reports (and stapling job applications for McDonalds to the worst ones). They meet up at a cocktail bar and two hours later they’re scribbling notes on the napkins—-“I fucking said I was taking Russia, OK, I have Natasha” and then “No, fuck you so much, I’m taking Russia, I fucking turned Natasha two moves ago”—-and then five hours after that Phil’s carrying her heels and she’s got both of their drinks because someone dropped the Alps and neither of them wants to admit they’d fall on their ass if they tried to duck under the table to find it.

And this one time Tony tags along because it’s drinking and why is he not allowed OK drinking is what he’s best at. But he actually can’t keep track of the game, not even a little bit. He’s just scrambling with all the different cocktail napkins (they all have names scribbled on them but they’re not all countries or geological formations or even reasonable, why the fuck is there a napkin for the Great Barrier Reef?!) but Pepper and Phil are just negotiating super drunkenly and super effectively.

They always have to end in a draw. They also both cheat flagrantly.

I would read the 1000000 words fic on this. I’d print it and carry it with me always.