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Sade Olutola
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shark vs the universe
Show & Tell
Origami Around
sheepfilms
titsay
Cosimo Galluzzi
DEAR READER
@theartofmadeline
noise dept.
cherry valley forever
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occasionally subtle
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Once again its 3am and this washing machine wizard haunts me
My parents continuously tell me that my generation’s humour makes no sense and I still refuse to ever explain it to them
i’m at work crying from laughing here how is this not funny asdfsadf
I should sketch a monster out of this.
I’m worried.
Brini needs some more love
a child
anyone else get that “i never expected you to say swear words, you’re so innocent” shit from random people you’ve talked to maybe twice
me: so yeah, i’m fuckin–
them: WHOA you know *gets weirdly quiet* the f-word???? you’re so sweet and cute though
me:
Aaron Earned An Iron Urn
@dooleyfunny | IG
“Damn what the fuck? we really talk like that?!”
“Mmhmm”
1400 year old ginkgo tree.
地點：陝西省西安市古觀音禪寺
Photography: Han Fei
I was walking around my neighborhood and saw a bunch of police surrounding a small house for a drug bust. As I got closer, I heard the policemen barking aggressively, so naturally I was like, wtf??? And one of them caught my eye and said, “Oh, we’re trying to scare them out of there,” and minutes later a bunch of furries came out the house whimpering and shit.
please sign your posts with your url i refuse to be continuously terrified of humanity by them
i have a horrible misogynist rooster who only likes blonde hens so i always have to make sure i have 2-3 yellow hens around so he doesn't run anyone ragged. i didn't know this was a problem someone could have but i've had macklemore for eight slutty, slutty years and he's been overly obsessed with the blondness level of his lady friends for the entire time with no sign of slowing down so, like. props to him for sticking to his guns.
SIR, PLEASE,
YOU CANT JUST CASUALLY LEAVE THIS IN THE REPLIES AS IF THIS ISNT A CRUCIAL ELEMENT OF THIS HARROWING STORY
SIR!!!!!!
a little breezy!!!
Ｆａｎｔａｓｙ Ｗｉｔｈｉｎ Ｆａｎｔａｓｙ Feat. @white-whorl || @dragon-sound || @coeurlfist || @vagrant-dawn || @kalihearts @whitherliliesbloom || @ylaziel
And a very special thanks to @ylaziel, @kalihearts, @whitherliliesbloom, and @sandandsilver, and @holyja without whom I would never have been able to accomplish this set. You guys will always have my gratitude.
freedom is dead
this is my kid,, violence
It’s been 9384938493 years since I drew anything Baten Kaitos related the last time, so I thought I should do something about that
So here’s the genderless icon Guillo. I think I’ve drawn them like once or twice before this, so it’s about time I changed that lol
Melanin Warrior Barbie @queenyakimofficial by the Skulltress
so here’s a fun story about this movie. guess who loves this movie? me! i do! i love this movie. i love this movie so much that when i was in the 7th grade and i saw “first wives club 2” on pay per view i was like: HELL YEAH!! FIRST WIVES CLUB TWO!! NO ONE TOLD ME THERE WAS A SEQUEL!!!
here’s the synopsis for first wives club 2:
disgruntled first wives take their ex-husbands’ new lovers under their wing.
sounds great, right? awesome viewing material for a precocious 11-year-old.
so i buy this movie, and like, three minutes into it i’m starting to feel suspicious?? like it’s really low quality and my girls are nowhere in sight?? how come none of the first wives are the same?? how come they’re alone in a bedroom with mood lighting?? why is she taking off her shirt?? why are they both taking off their shirts?? WHY ARE THEY—
here’s what i did not know about first wives club 2:
it is a lesbian porno of no relation to the beloved 1996 classic.
so of course i, horrified that i’ve accidentally bought porn on my family’s account (and in that state of panic that kids work themselves into whenever anything regarding sex is mentioned), quickly shut off the TV and go upstairs and watch an episode of veggie tales to like, cleanse my soul and apologize to jesus, and that’s that.
EXCEPT, OF COURSE:
you have to pay for pay per view.
so the end of the month comes and i have completely put this incident out of my mind, haha, i accidentally bought porn, how funny, TELL NO ONE. right? and i’m sitting at a nice dinner with my mother, my stepfather, and my very religious aunt deb, and we’re just talking about farm things, whatever, when suddenly my mother puts her fork down and says, “okay, there’s something we need to discuss. as a family.”
AS A FAMILY.
and i’m like, running through a list of people i know who could conceivably be dead, and fantasizing about my mother announcing that she’s going to buy me My Own Computer Just Because U Earned It Kiddo, and she pulls out a piece of paper that says DIRECTV across the top. and i’m like: OH NO.
“i received the tv bill today,” my mother said, and i was like, shoveling potatoes into my mouth as fast as i could because i knew that when i went to PORN PRISON they weren’t going to feed me this kind of quality starch. “does anybody want to tell me who purchased the pornography?”
as a reminder, a quick table survey:
my mother, surprised and disappointed by the porn bill (innocent)
my stepfather, a grumbly old cowboy who just wants to sing along to kenny chesney and watch the hunt for red october (innocent)
my aunt deb, a super religious catholic whose best friend is a nun named Sister Placid (innocent)
me, the 11-year-old with a mouthful of potatoes who definitely purchased the lesbian pornography
silence.
my mother said, “i’m not going to ask again.”
silence.
my aunt looked at my stepdad. my stepdad looked at my aunt. NOBODY LOOKED AT ME, THE 11-YEAR-OLD WITH A MOUTHFUL OF POTATOES WHO DEFINITELY PURCHASED THE LESBIAN PORNOGRAPHY.
my mother shook her head and put the bill down. “this was incredibly inappropriate,” she said. “skip, deb, whoever. buy that shit on your own time. i’m not paying for it. what if molly had seen it?”
WHAT IF MOLLY HAD SEEN IT?
“don’t expose my kid to that crap.”
DON’T
EXPOSE
MY KID
TO THAT CRAP
“if you want to watch porn, fine, but do it in private and don’t expect me to pay for it. i can’t believe one of you did that in the living room.”
I CAN’T BELIEVE ONE OF YOU DID THAT
IN THE LIVING ROOM
but molly, why didn’t you own up to it and explain that it was an accident?
are you fucking kidding
i did not want to go to porn prison
the fun conclusion to this story is that i never owned up to it, which means that there are 3 people in the world who have not solved the mystery of the lesbian porn. a quick survey:
my mother, who lives every day wondering whose porn she paid for
my stepfather, who probably wishes he knew less about his wife’s sister’s porn preferences
my aunt, who probably wishes she knew less about her sister’s husband’s porn preferences
but molly, why don’t you own up to it now, with the safety of time and distance and the knowledge that porn prison isn’t real?
are you fucking kidding
this is the best thing i’ve ever done
what an amazing story
Someone get this lady a book deal because I want to read Tolstoy length books by her.
I really enjoy just existing in hotels. The long identical hallways. The soulless abstract art. The weird noises the air-conditioner makes. Strange city lights in the window. Six stories off the ground. Strangers chatting in the hall. Nothing in the dresser. No past, but an infinite present.
i can’t believe superwholock existed as one the largest fandom(s) on this website. there hasn’t been a trace of it on my dashboard in years. No mention, no whisper. a ghost. i still follow people who reblogged it. i myself reblogged it. and yet here we are, not daring to ever mention it. im risking my life making this po
For those new to this site, “Superwholock” was the crossover fandom for the overlap of three of the biggest individual fandoms on tumblr - soup, the Finnish municipality of Perho, and Enlightenment philosopher John Locke.
Guys listen. Listen. At the start of this year, the year of our lord 2019, I was chatting to an actor in this play I was stage managing and she mentioned offhand that she’s thinking of getting a tattoo.
“Oh,” I say. “Of what?”
She looks a bit awkward. “Um. Have you ever heard of this thing called Superwholock?”
Let me tell you I aged about twenty years in the span of the next ten seconds where she started to explain Superwholock to me like it’s some new thing that’s just spawned into existence and I know, instinctively, that I will not survive this conversation, I am not strong enough, so I cut her off. “Uh, yeah. I know of Superwholock. I’ve been on Tumblr for a while.”
“What’s Tumblr?” she asks.
Guys… I think Superwholock is still out there. They just changed home base. I didn’t ask where her Superwholock community was because there are some things beyond mortal ken, some things that would surely drive one mad should one attempt to find them.
Pinterest. It’s Pinterest.
What is happening
as someone who recently moved from pinterest to Tumblr, I can assure you superwholock lives on along with merlin, lotr, and ur weird ass posts about wanting a fandom themed school.
i’m getting war flashbacks
THE ANCIENT TEXTS
“what’s tumblr” THEYRE JUST. ITS JUST SCREENSHOTS OF TUMBLR. ON PINTEREST. ITS STILL TUMBLR ITS JUST SCREENSHOTS
That’s the very essence of Pinterest, really.
