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how it feels to be surrounded by perverted mutants
STOP REBLOGGING I MEAN MUTUALS
Every morning, the queen asked her magic mirror to show her the most beautiful person in the world.
The mirror replied "To whom?"
"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".
The mirror would show her, and she'd be amazed.
The first time, she says "To me," and the mirror dutifully shows her her reflection. And she is pleased.
The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.
The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.
The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.
The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.
The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity
"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.
"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.
"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.
The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.
It is a different person each time, and they are all beautiful.
Something I like about Jet Lag: The Game is that "Ben gets drunk" and "Ben falls down" are both beloved and semi-common occurrences, and they have never happened together. He's just like that.
“Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)
#i am glad history has produced at least two people whose shit was even less together than mine
The neighbours had no idea. The medical equipment came from eBay. But in a dark time for transgender people, these anarchist medics treated
extremely cool article you should read if you haven’t already
Gay Puppy Gay Puppy Gay Puppy
Not the dog tryna explain how to throw the sandal to his owner
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I feel like a lot of people engaging in torture are not treating their victims as if they could have blood borne pathogens 🤔
Is what my wife said apropo of nothing as we were silently drifting off to sleep
Uh oh
Is what she said when I immediately reached for my phone and opened Tumblr instead of responding
@everything-you-feel-is-real I know by tumblr tradition that I'm to say "impossible, my posts never blow up like that," or "please don't do this to me."
But I feel in my bones that you are right. If this is to be my wife's moment of glory, I am willing to suffer notification overload, that the world may know she is funny. #MyFunnyWife
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📍JokerOutSubs' Official Joker Out MVs locations guide! 🗺️
Hello baby boos! As Karneval is rapidly approaching, and many international fans will be coming to Ljubljana in these days, we decided it's high time we post something we've had in our drafts for a while now!
A long while ago we received this Ask about the locations of the music video for A sem ti povedal.
We took our time to reply but while we were researching for it, we thought, why not make a post of all Joker Out’s music video locations?
So here it is! Check out our masterpost under the cut! 👇
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026 - The Attack
got a huge lot of hole punches for $20 the other day and have gotten around to going through to pick what I'm keeping or not. and most of the corner punches have been like lace and cutesy rounded stuff, things like that, but this um. hm. Hm.
it's a bit. well. I shant say ,
NDSFJDKF @adukeofspook instead of the laugh at the beginning it's just the supremely satisfying sound of a hole puncher punching a hole
@killjoys-makesomenoise it actually looks totally fine!!! it just looks like a fancy corner!!!
but I know. I know the truth. I know a pussy punched this.
A secret pussy just for those in the know 👉
functionally suicidal character saying “I would die for you” to their significant other and its like. I get the sentiment, honey, but if a hot dog vendor told me he’d sell hot dogs for me, I wouldn’t feel very moved now would I