Hello, I'm still alive. Recovering from an incident of domestic abuse. People who have sent messages etc- I will get back to you over the next few days ❤️

if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
Show & Tell
wallacepolsom
todays bird
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

@theartofmadeline
art blog(derogatory)
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Misplaced Lens Cap

Kaledo Art
dirt enthusiast
Monterey Bay Aquarium

roma★
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
noise dept.
almost home
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@c0leslaw
Hello, I'm still alive. Recovering from an incident of domestic abuse. People who have sent messages etc- I will get back to you over the next few days ❤️
Hello!!! I'm so excited to finally share this little time-based guess-the-sailor fangame with you!
In Who is That Sailor? you have 30 seconds to correctly identify the characters shown on screen. The more you identify, the more time and points you get. See where you land on the leaderboard, and compete for the title of Master of the Muster Roll!
It's available as a web game on itch.io, and as an executable for Windows.
Play it here!
@gairfowl
BONUS!
TONIGHT on top gear
I fail to discover the northwest passage
Hammond gets chummy with the natives
and James dies of scurvy
Another trend from tiktok that i’m about 3 months late for
(Version with regular colors and lighter bg under the cut)
goodsir de frog collection
body ody ody ody
... except he'll never forget.
Welcome back to me not knowing how to render light <3
Some soft joplittle content bc I still can’t cope with their end
Our Flag Means Death (S01E08 - We Gull Way Back)
My wife (ao3) lying in her hospital bed (down for maintenance) as I hold her hand lovingly, waiting for the moment she wakes again (waiting for ao3 to go back up).
Work in progress- follow up to this nonsense:
Close. Edward Little is close to death, freezing, starving, a hollowed out corpse which is somehow still breathing and blinking, but not much else. All around him is death. His fallen men. His fallen friends. The things that they did.
Why is he still here? Why, despite everything, does his consciousness cling on, refusing to cease? He might have been sitting here for weeks at this point, not moving, not speaking, slowly, slowly wasting away.
He’s close, though. Smoothly slipping towards death, not fighting it.
In the crystalline quiet, he thinks of George and of John. George, who was almost swept away with the mutineers, but who thankfully realised what scum they are the day John Irving, left for dead by Hickey, appeared in camp, covered in dried blood and saved only (he said) by God’s grace. They’d all been separated, and Edward isn’t sure where they are. He can’t remember them leaving, but he knows they wouldn’t have left him by choice.
He hopes, wherever they are, they’re together.
Death is not frightening if he knows that John and George have each other.
Ralph Fiennes as Lenny Nero Strange Days (1995) dir. Kathryn Bigelow
Hickey’s evil little polycule makes me so happy
"you should be in the club" i should be dying in the arctic. i should be cold and starving and eating my mates #fuckscurvy #ripme #yay