RetroNation

theblackgreywarden:

azuremosquito:

wyvernfire:

at the end of Dragon Age: Inquisition they should have the inquisitor, the champion, and  the warden all standing around the crater of the final battlefield. There is finally peace, but there is something shiny sticking through the ground. it looks like a beacon. 

its reaper technology.

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shut up. get out.

>:(

BIGGEST NOPE.

Me: *is home alone*
Me: MEGATRON HAS LEFT THE HOUSE. I, STARSCREAM NOW LEAD THE DECEPTICONS

I’ve only now discovered that you can actually make “wishes” on the shooting stars in Animal Crossing New Leaf. I love that I am still finding little secrets in the game even though I’ve owned it since release date.

Animal Crossing: New Leaf - Stale Cupcakes
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remycks:

Here’s Mordin, Sumie style~
Calligraphy: Responsibility

remycks:

Here’s Mordin, Sumie style~

Calligraphy: Responsibility

Persona 5
TGS Trailer.
"Emancipation."

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.
Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.
Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.
The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.
I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.
The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.
So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.
Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.
Fucking wasps.

prokopetz:

This is the one time of year that I love wasps.

Not because the wasps themselves get any nicer. They’re horrid little creatures year round. No, it’s because I have a couple of big apple trees out back, and late August, early September is when the apples start ripening.

Now, if you don’t harvest your own fruit, there are two things you need to know about apples.

The first thing you need to know about apples is that, when apples get ripe, they tend to fall from the tree at the slightest breeze.

I often work late at the office; by the time I get home, there are piles of apples scattered everywhere - and sure enough, the wasps are out in force, gorging themselves on the fruit. When I go to clean up the windfallen apples, the wasps naturally do the “rawr, I’ma fuck you up!” routine for which wasps are known.

The second thing you need to know about apples is that they ferment very rapidly in the late August heat.

So: the wasps try to come at me, but they’re too drunk to fly. They get about an inch off the ground, then faceplant directly into the turf, flip over onto their backs, and lay there, legs twitching in the air as they try in vain to find something to sting.

Perhaps I’m a man of simple pleasures, but I bust up laughing every. single. time.

Fucking wasps.