An ode to butterbutts.
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An ode to butterbutts.
Lenticular Clouds
Altocumulus Lenticular clouds are stationary clouds that form mostly in the troposphere, typically in parallel alignment to the wind direction. They are often comparable in appearance to a lens or saucer. Nacreous clouds that form in the lower stratosphere sometimes have lenticular shapes.
for a second I thought this was a meme & not an informative illustration of horse mood, & I thought I just couldn’t get the joke
Make this the new meme!
War, Famine, Pestilence, Death, Umami
So the James Webb telescope took a picture of a infant star!!
The small glowing blob is protostar L1527! Caught in the glow of its sunrise-like creation the baby is only 100,00 years old! It can take up to 50 million years for a star to reach the size of our sun. This infant has a long time to go.
Located 460 light years away this is one hell of a childhood photo!
I tried to annoy some youths on the Elizabeth Line and it backfired
I Became That Which I Sought To Destroy
They were playing music out loud. I hate that. I asked them to stop. They didn't. "Fuck it", I think, and decide to choose violence. I move nearer them, remove my own headphones and start doing Duolingo Greek, which I know from experience is extremely irritating to be around. I figure anyone else nearby is already annoyed and I can't make it worse
But then I ran out of hearts. And I wasn't finished with violence yet, so I decided to turn on my own music.
"What are you doing" say the youths. I shrug.
The youths begin to bop along ironically.
"They hate this," I think. "I am winning."
"Hang on," says a youth. "What is that."
I realise something is going wrong but not what to do about it. "It's Italian," I mutter
"Are you Italian?"
"No, I just speak it."
"Oh shit. This goes hard actually," says a youth, whose bopping along no longer appears to be ironic "Is that rap? There's Italian rap? Whoa. Took me a second"
"What's it about?" says another youth.
My inner Public Transport Etiquette Absolutist and my inner Italian Music Evangelist are now at war. Fatally poised to decide the balance is the fact that I am a middle aged woman who has just had her musical tastes flattered by Youths.
"It's called Arresto Cardiaco, which obviously means cardiac arrest, and it's about a panic attack," I say. They lean over to peer at my phone.
"He must have some bad panic attacks," says the first youth thoughtfully.
"Maybe he gets them all the time," agrees another.
Somewhere along the way, and I realise I don't know when it happened, they turned off their own music and are now bopping along to mine.
I can't bring myself to turn it off.
Other passengers stare at me with open loathing. They are right to do so.
I literally could not beat them and I accidentally joined them. I am sorry.
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Okay, here's my idea:
The British should put a time limit on the Monarchy.
Not like declaring a republic tomorrow, but deciding on a date in the future that ends the British Monarchy.
And there's a perfect date for it coming up!
October 14th, 2066.
A thousand years since the Battle of Hastings. A thousand years of this one specific bloodline ruling England.
Call time on the Monarchy after exactly one thousand years. Nice, and neat.
Even better: Charles isn't living 44 years. He'll be gone in about twenty. Now William? He's what, 40? Yeah, he can live another 44 years. His great grandmother was over a hundred, his granny was 96, William can make it to 84 barring accident or assassination.
So on October 14th 2066, William the Last steps down a thousand years after William the First won the crown.
Nice, neat, and fair. William gets the crown he's been waiting forty years for already, but ten-year-old George grows up without expectation of it.
Have a nice big abdication ceremony, even.
Plus, what an absolute baller move to announce your regnal name as William the Last.
the Final Bill
This is actually a really good idea, I think.
Hyena!
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served my duty as an autistic artist and made a bunch of autism creature reaction images
"autism is a new phenomenon that's on the rise" do you really think the Gregorian monks who spent months writing a single letter H and drawing little pictures of snails on it in illuminated manuscripts were neurotypicals? is that really something a neurotypical would do
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these tags really spoke to me
“Taking my indoor cat on his first bike ride”
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Percy realising he loves Vex // His first act of love towards her.
#look i’m just gonna say it. this was hot. #and it has NOTHING to do with the title#it’s that percy (unlike vax) is not particularly prone to stepping between vex and danger; he builds weapons and lets her defend herself #but the /moment/ she asks for his help. the moment she asks him to stand by her side and support her in a place where she’s vulnerable #he promises to do so and then he SHOWS THE FUCK UP WITH EVERYTHING HE’S GOT and does precisely that #percy hubris anger issues and disastrous decisions de rolo improbably revealed as a heartthrob who woulda guessed #anyway the only thing I take issue with here is that it was not his first act of love #his first act of love was when vex asked if she looked like she came from money #and the man for whom glib and clever words are as reliable a weapon as his guns could have reassured her by saying yes #but instead he said ‘no; you look too much like you’ and then proceeded to make it clear exactly how much he believed that was worth #I LOVE MY DISASTER SON OKAY #critical role #tag posts (via @chamerionwrites)
Not specifically what was raised in the tags, but to clarify, after over 10k confused people, this tweet reply is why I made this post!
Bc people are all YO HE LOVED HER WELL BEFORE THIS. And this reminded me to clear that up!
I think we can safely say that he had a bit of a thing for her long before that (cf. “the arrows were flirting”), but yeah, that was absolutely the “oh shit I’m in _deep_” moment, and I love it dearly.