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how many sharks does a tornado need to be considered a sharknado
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this is the level of analysis we’re looking for here people
i love explaining the etymology of the word "rickroll" because the story starts with "ok, so at one point 4chan applied a filter to everyone's posts that changed the word egg to duck"
grandfather....
A watercolor painting of a swimmer encoutering some sapphic mermaids, edited slightly for tumblr. (The titty-out version is over on my bluesky at juliedillon.bsky.social )
It's funny, how sometimes something simple can change your whole outlook. The other day, I sat down to journal. It was meant to be about my first year in a new country, how much we've accomplished since we moved here. But what came out was full of despair. About the state of the world, about the climate. About what problems the future could have. And how it feels like no one can do anything to change any of it. It felt so futile to try to go and seize a better life for ourselves if the entire world was doomed anyway.
And then. Then we went to see a movie. We had ordered tickets to the last episode of the amazing digital circus (no spoilers in this text, promise) as soon as we could get our hands on them. We were so pumped that it was showing in our little out of the way country. We could even see it in English! On the way, I was still a little down. I was nervous too, cause it was our first movie in theaters in a new place where we didn't know what to expect and where we still have just an ok grasp of the language. I was getting over a cold and was overall just uncomfortable.
And look. I know the fan base for this series has been a mess. It's been rabid and vicious and annoying and all the worst parts of modern internet fandom. But this was the most people I've seen in one movie theater since before COVID. People were dressed up in homemade costumes. There were adults and teens and kids and groups and solo people and kingers and pomnis and zoobles and gangles. People swarmed the ticket collector when they started letting people in. The show started. The guy next to me shushed everyone, loudly. The girls on the side of my wife were (not very) covertly taking pics of the screen and giggling. And then the new content started. And y'all. Y'ALL.
Silence.
The phones dropped, forgotten. The chewing stopped. People laughed and gasped. By the time the credits finished, the man by me was crying openly. The audience, a bunch of people who mostly don't speak English in a tiny country far far away from most big things happening in the world, burst into loud applause for an indie creator in a country many of them will never go to.
And I've never felt more connected to a room full of strangers in my life.
anyone else notice how when "digital assistants" were just supposed to do specific tasks when you asked for them we had Alexa and Siri and Cortana, but now that they're being marketed as smart enough to take actions and make decisions on their own they've got names like Claude and Devin
More Superior Potato 🤍
I've realized recently that every time I'm asked for socials my response is sorta "oh i don't have twitter" "I'm not on Instagram much" "i uninstalled TikTok a few months ago" and this has led people into believing I'm just someone who doesn't do social media but in reality you can find me in here lets get it on cunts monday through shawty like a melody sunday, 9am to 12am, posting blorbo.
I was going to be like "well that certainly was not true cause you deactivated" and then I looked at the blog and. that's literally my old blog.
Being an evil doppelganger has to be so fucked up like imagine meeting a better version of yourself. Some chain of events going differently that led to "you" being a better person in a way you can never achieve. Personally I'd have no other option but to try and kill them
It's always "oh no my evil clone or twin or whatever is trying to kill me" and never How is my evil clone? Says a lot about society
Me, crashing the fuck out: you think you're better than me? You think you're fucking better than me???
My good clone, dodging a glass: I mean like objectively yeah
you can bet your ass if completely custom genitalia were a cheap and easy thing i would have a strange and unusual pussy situation
gynecologists HATE this one for its bioluminescent oyster pussy
In salt & vinegar flavour.
𝕴 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖎𝖉𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉𝖓'𝖙 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖇𝖆𝖑𝖑?
It's clearly casting moonbeam, you uncultured fireball-brained wizard.
hate when im reading and theres a word i dont know so i search it in the dictionary and its like: beuperer. noun. a person who beupers. i'll fucking kill you
Proboscis Bat Rhynchonycteris naso
It is found from southern Mexico to Belize, Peru, Venezuela, Bolivia and Brazil, as well as in Trinidad. The bats are nocturnal, sleeping during the day in an unusual formation: most of them line up, one after another, on a branch or wooden beam, nose to tail, in a straight row.
In the photo, the two bats on the lower left are carrying young.
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I really love how dedicated these guys are to queuing.