Q is for Quantent

[milo] [they / them] [32] [drawings &c]

[unproduciblesmackdown]

fanart for the billions fic listen to yourself churn by nothingunrealistic!

[t4timekeeper]

yeah i just love it when a character is in an escapable torment nexus for a huge portion of their life and it defines every aspect of their existence forever. also whats cptsd

[obsessedbyneon]

From Compute! Magazine, issue 145

[pidgefudge]

hello 👋 i am the worlds smallest bug 🐛 and ☝️ i too would like to “fag it up” if i may

[humanoidhistory]

The Sun rises over Earth in a postcard illustrated by Soviet cosmonaut Alexei Leonov, recalling the 1965 mission when he became the first human to walk in space.

[xrd]

[seeseagulls]

[unproduciblesmackdown]

average mh stream replay at 3am

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[futurama-in-color]

FUTURAMA 2.01 - I Second That Emotion

[fairycosmos]

t shirt that just says WHATEVER YOU’RE READING INTO MY FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND BODY LANGUAGE YOU’RE MISINTERPRETING

[factbot]

Jesus once fought a quail and lost

[femtocloaca-deactivated20251203]

ha.....haaa...hahahah!!!! Myyyyyy... THIS!!!! [THUNDER CLAP]*LIGHTING CRACKLING* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAA!!!!!!!

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[wikimediauncommons]

file: NYCS ManhattanBridge NorthSideTracks.jpg

[lotrmusical]

once again thinking about “as i lay with my head in your lap, camerado” which i first read on your blog. “i confess i have urged you onward with me and still urge you” what if we shaped each other!!!!! ack!!!!!!!!

thank you for this ask which prompted me to go reread this poem! and here it is for everyone to read right now or else. whitman wednesday thursday

As I lay with my head in your lap camerado,

The confession I made I resume, what I said to you and the open air I resume,

I know I am restless and make others so,

I know my words are weapons full of danger, full of death,

For I confront peace, security, and all the settled laws, to unsettle them,

I am more resolute because all have denied me than I could ever have been had all accepted me,

I heed not and have never heeded either experience, cautions, majorities, nor ridicule,

And the threat of what is call'd hell is little or nothing to me,

And the lure of what is call'd heaven is little or nothing to me;

Dear camerado! I confess I have urged you onward with me, and still urge you, without the least idea what is our destination,

Or whether we shall be victorious, or utterly quell'd and defeated.

[nothingunrealistic]

out of touch taylor mason thursday