Perfection.

(via the-cellist-in-portland)


demons:

Starting on Christmas Eve, many German and British troops sang Christmas carols to each other across the lines, and at certain points the Allied soldiers even heard brass bands joining the Germans in their joyous singing.At the first light of dawn on Christmas Day, some German soldiers emerged from their trenches and approached the Allied lines across no-man’s-land, calling out “Merry Christmas” in their enemies’ native tongues. At first, the Allied soldiers feared it was a trick, but seeing the Germans unarmed they climbed out of their trenches and shook hands with the enemy soldiers. The men exchanged presents of cigarettes and plum puddings and sang carols and songs. There was even a documented case of soldiers from opposing sides playing a good-natured game of football. In other cases some soldiers used this short-lived ceasefire for a more somber task: the retrieval of the bodies of fellow combatants who had fallen within the no-man’s land between the lines. The Christmas Truce of 1914 came only five months after the outbreak of the war in Europe, and became one of the last examples of the outdated notion of chivalry between enemies in modern warfare. It was never repeated—future attempts at holiday ceasefires were quashed by officers’ threats of disciplinary action—but it served as heartening proof, however brief, that beneath the brutal clash of weapons, the soldiers’ essential humanity endured.

demons:

Starting on Christmas Eve, many German and British troops sang Christmas carols to each other across the lines, and at certain points the Allied soldiers even heard brass bands joining the Germans in their joyous singing.

At the first light of dawn on Christmas Day, some German soldiers emerged from their trenches and approached the Allied lines across no-man’s-land, calling out “Merry Christmas” in their enemies’ native tongues. At first, the Allied soldiers feared it was a trick, but seeing the Germans unarmed they climbed out of their trenches and shook hands with the enemy soldiers. The men exchanged presents of cigarettes and plum puddings and sang carols and songs. There was even a documented case of soldiers from opposing sides playing a good-natured game of football. In other cases some soldiers used this short-lived ceasefire for a more somber task: the retrieval of the bodies of fellow combatants who had fallen within the no-man’s land between the lines.

The Christmas Truce of 1914 came only five months after the outbreak of the war in Europe, and became one of the last examples of the outdated notion of chivalry between enemies in modern warfare. It was never repeated—future attempts at holiday ceasefires were quashed by officers’ threats of disciplinary action—but it served as heartening proof, however brief, that beneath the brutal clash of weapons, the soldiers’ essential humanity endured.

(via demons)


tasseomancer:

I’ve watched this probably twice a Christmas season every year of my life, and I still think this is one of the funniest moments ever.

Missing my sisters. Some if my best childhood memories are traveling to who knows where in the back of our parents big tan conversion can singing this song.


Why don’t my Star Trek actions figures speak to me in dreams?


Doctor Who TARDIS garter. My something blue. Made by my fantastic sister.


badwolfcomplex:

sword-meets-rose:

nikosnature:

liferelived:

sweetandlovelygirl7:

andrearoxsox:

sword-meets-rose:

leftinstitches:

spbell:

iquitelikethat:

A Game of Thrones in Your Pants
okay

The Purity Myth in Your Pants. 
It totally works. In fact, it drives the point home! 

A Song of Swords in Your Pants

How to Find Your Soulmate Without Losing Your Soul In Your Pants

Catching Fire in Your Pants.
Hahahahahaha. I love this book though.

The Count of Monte Cristo in Your Pants.
Well then.

The Methods in Behavioral Research in Your Pants.
That’s just awkward…

Heretics in your pants.

^had to reblog for that. I laughed out loud. 

(Heretics in your pants has to be the best.)
The Point of Splitting in Your Pants
well then. xD

The Duchess in Your PantsYes!

badwolfcomplex:

sword-meets-rose:

nikosnature:

liferelived:

sweetandlovelygirl7:

andrearoxsox:

sword-meets-rose:

leftinstitches:

spbell:

iquitelikethat:

A Game of Thrones in Your Pants

okay

The Purity Myth in Your Pants. 

It totally works. In fact, it drives the point home! 

A Song of Swords in Your Pants

How to Find Your Soulmate Without Losing Your Soul In Your Pants

Catching Fire in Your Pants.

Hahahahahaha. I love this book though.

The Count of Monte Cristo in Your Pants.

Well then.

The Methods in Behavioral Research in Your Pants.

That’s just awkward…

Heretics in your pants.

^had to reblog for that. I laughed out loud. 

(Heretics in your pants has to be the best.)

The Point of Splitting in Your Pants

well then. xD

The Duchess in Your Pants

Yes!


Walking Dead

Anyone else think Herschel has no sense of self-preservation? Why challenge the men with guns when there is no law to defend your property?!


fuckyeahstartrektos:

I would if I could


Ditto. I would enlist today.

fuckyeahstartrektos:

I would if I could

Ditto. I would enlist today.

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Based solely on the trailer, this prequel to Alien looks like it has the same vibe and nightmare-inducing action as the first two Alien movies. 


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