C.A. Jacobs

sindri42:

spookyghostiesandthings:

derpomatic:

glumshoe:

semoka:

glumshoe:

It’d really suck if I got ice or water-themed superpowers. I’d have to wear blue and white and gray instead of the reds and oranges I prefer.

wear the reds and oranges and pull an iceland/greenland on em

“I have cornered you in this aquarium, where your fire powers are useless!”

“Fire powers? Dude, I’m an ice hero. I freeze shit and manipulate water. Also, I love aquariums. Thanks for the free entry!”

“But… you’re dressed like Guy Fieri…?”

“Yeah haha. I have an autumnal complexion.”

Also, no superhero should have a name that gives away the power set.

Misdirection – “Get him, Lasereye!”
“Haha, my mirror will deflect your, wait, why are you made of stone now?”

They call him laser eye because he once blinded himself with a laser pointer and it was the funniest shit they’d ever seen

All superhero names should be assigned by the rest of the team, in memory of the funniest shit they have seen you be the victim of.

All superhero costumes should fit the theme of the nickname you have been assigned by your peers, and should be properly armored to match your fighting style.

debnamsleksa:

peach-aye:

kiss me!!!!!! hold my hand!!!!!!!! buy me flowers!!!!!!!! date me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! go on picnics with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lay in bed with me!!!!!!!!! cuddle me!!!!!!!!!! go on road trips with me!!!!!!!! cook with me!!!!!!!!! do cute couple things with me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

take photos of me when I’m not looking!!!! lean your head on my shoulder!!!!! sing along to the radio with me!!!!! dance around the kitchen with me!!!! wear my sweatshirt!!!! let me wear yours!!!! do those cliche couple things with me!!!!!!!!!!!

deadmomjokes:

mooncustafer:

procrasimnation:

procrasimnation:

I’m watching Doomsday Preppers. These people have an unbelievably bleak view of humanity, like, I’m just saying my family survived the complete disintegration of Lebanese civil society without shanking their neighbours for water or stockpiling hand grenades.

If your reaction to a foreseen future economic collapse is to set traps and stockpile guns to kill your neighbours who want some of your huge food stock, you are broken and I have no idea how to fix you.

^^^ The ability to cooperate with others is an evolutionary advantage 

My husband and I used to think we were “preppers,” until we discovered that for most people, “prepping” means hoarding guns and ammo and bear traps and nonsense like that, and planning to turn on other survivors in the event of some society-destroying cataclysm. And here we were geeking out about woodworking and first aid and sustainable edibles foraging and water purification and subsistence farming and how best to set up an agrarian community to maximize square footage.

Turns out we’re just prepared solarpunks. I think I’m fine with that. Miss me with the toxic, gun-crazy, neighbor-hating Prepper culture and join me in my garden of native wild edibles.

writingitdown:

i can’t shake the feeling that i’ll always either be too much or not enough. too much to handle, but never enough to satisfy.