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Rip Catherine Morland you would have loved hunting Adelaide
I like book collecting but the true joys don't lie entirely in secondhand book collecting. Sure you can buy the slightly different covers of a recent series all published by the same publisher, or you could choose to collect a classic series a bit totally different editions published by different companies decades apart. I have an Anne of Green gables book one girl got as a Christmas gift in 1930, another girl has done her sums in, and the cover has fallen of and someone has replaced it with a handmade one. You cannot replicate that history and love in a book. And anyone can spend a few hundred buying the box set of A series of Unfortunate events but you never feel the pride of collected the all 13 books from second hand. That takes time a dedication
My three girlfriends. And yes, they smoke weed.
do they smoke weed?
Yes, actually.
you mean she isnt just smoking a cigarette? but a weed cigarette?
Itâs called a buntâŚ. Not weed cigarette⌠And yes, it is a weed bunt. They all smoke weed bunts before we kiss. (They are my girlfriends,)
They donât look like they smoke weed.
Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Fuck You. Iâm so angry you are so lucky my three weed smorking girlfriends are rubbing my shoulders to calm me down Iâm so mad.
Your âweed smoking girlfriendâ has a Hello Kitty tattoo on her belly. The one in the middle.
I printed out a photo of your avatar and taped it to my punching bag that I punch and I mutter your URL with every strong punch I punch you twerpâŚ. Donât ever Talk about Blaiz or the wicked Tat(tattoo) I drew on her ever again I Donât wanna see you standing outside my home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever again ok leave us alone this is the FINAL FUCKING WARNINGÂ
Well that escalated quicklyâŚâŚ
What, was that? Hmm? Come again. *Blaiz grabs my shoulder* Come on Jory, they arenât worth it, please. * I jerk my shoulder shaking her hand off* NO! NOOOOO!!! *starts to just pummel you with my big fucking fists. With each blow I let out a furious yell. The blows come quicker and harder and the yells get louder. Iâm yelling so loud and now Iâm crying. BREAKING POINT. The week was hard and I canât take anymore. Iâm opening sobbing at this point while you blood gurgle. All three of my girlfriends struggle to pull me off and they finally succeed and lead me away from the goo pile that is now your body*
haha oh my god
who even is this dude? someone needs some anger management classes.
love how he keeps reminding us that âI HAVE THREE GIRLFRIENDSâ, âTHEY ALL KISS MEâ, and âTHEY SMOKE WEED HURRP DURRâ.
and letâs not forget the âBlaizâ and her âwicked tatâ, or that he doesnât âwanna see you standing outside [his] home at 3 am holding your weird dripping brown bags ever againâ, and that this is âthe FINAL FUCKING WARNINGâ.
âthe goo pile that is now your bodyâ
iâm dying over here, jesus
please, Jory, come challenge me to a bout of internet witticsisms; i promise, itâll be fun.
*shoots you dead* Heh, idiot⌠*leaves with my three weed smorking girlfriends to go hold hands and kiss.*
this dude playin omgÂ
Come again? *The bar falls silent. No one dares to make a sound, as you have just said a very poor choice of words at a very dangerous time. I remain slumped over the bar, not looking back to you. One hand limply holding an almost empty bottle, the other hand cradling my head. I repeat the question, this time louder.* Come again?! *You can hear me slur the words, the sentence sounds like a real struggle for me to get out. Iâm clearly intoxicated. A bead of sweat rolls down your face as you realize you might have just fucked up in a very major way. Everyone else in the bar is pretending to not notice what is going on. The bartender idly washes a mug with a cloth. His eyes are closed and heâs muttering something to himself. A handful of people hurriedly leave. One person looks back at you, a look of sorrow on their face. They almost say something, but shake their head and cast their eyes down to the floor, and leave. But not you. You stand, petrified. A quick look at me reveals Iâm still  at the bar. You look to the exit, thereâs still time. But thereâs not, thereâs not, thereâs not. Your fate was sealed the moment you opened your mouth.* Mother fuck.. what did you say?! *I slowly rise from my stool and being to lumber over to you.  I look a mess. My hair is unkempt, I havenât shaved in what looks like months, there are dark heavy bags under my eyes, my shirt is stained and has holes in it, and Iâm missing a shoe. But the main thing you notice is the gun tucked into my jeans, and my massive muscle arms that look like they were made for punching. You know that song about the boots that were made for walking? Yeah, itâs like that only instead of boots itâs my muscles and instead of walking itâs punching. As I drunkenly sway over to you, you think of your family⌠Will they mourn you, or will they try and forget this blotch of stupidity, that their child insulted the Jory publicly, ever happened to their family? Your thoughts are cut short as I now stand face to face with you. I grab your face and pull you even closer.* Playin?! There was nothing playing⌠no playing you fuck. No playing⌠it was real.. the realest thing Iâve ever know.. felt⌠Love. I loved them⌠BlaizâŚ. Chas-Chas⌠Funk⌠I loved all three of em⌠but theyâŚ*My face is wet with tears and Iâm blinking constantly in vain to hold them back.* They left me⌠left⌠*Almost instantly the sadness leaves my face and is replaced with pure anger.* Playin? Playin?! *My hand leaves your face and starts to head to what you think is the gun. You close your eyes and see God looking at you, shrugging. âPft, you brought this upon yourself dude.â He says as he waves his hands at you dismissively. But instead of the gun, my hands grab yours. Your eyes jolt open and the anger is gone from my face. There is only sadness.* Left me⌠* I fall to the floor and sob.* Wow, grow up. *You say before you leave the bar but are hit almost immediately from a car and are killed upon impact.*
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Shoutout to heartstopped for exposing this whole unknown cultural divide about how you text people
So Arizona launched an âeducation hotlineâ that allows âconcerned parentsâ to report âââcritical race theoryâââ and other things like ~gender identity~ being taught in the classroom
It would be a shame if the number and email were spread to bad actors looking to prank call the AZ Department of Education
602-771-3500 or empower @ azed .gov đ¤Ą
Horne said two staff members are sorting through the calls, and two investigators are working on credible leads.
and for the love of god, donât just spam it with memes or le funny shrek jokes or whatever, theyâll just hang up
make plausible-sounding reports for things that donât actually exist, so that they actually have to waste time/resources investigating false leads - the goal is to waste time they would otherwise be using to do their jobs, not to get tumblr clout for being an epic troll
So apparently the internet article said the superintendent wouldn't be deterred by the prank calls because they would 'taper off eventually'. It'd be a real shame if this post stayed in circulation via queues so they get a consistent list of prank calls to filter through. đ
I got to say engaging in Percy Jackson rps all though middle school really helped with my sexting skills
As @staff further refine the polls while they're rolling them out (still haven't gotten mine sadly), here's a suggestion of mine: Polls with a ten year time limit.
As of right now, it's impossible for polls to turn into long-running legendary posts. You can try, sure (see the bug race), but it's a week and then it's locked, fixed, done, and all that's left is for people to reminisce about that time there was a poll.
On the other hand, if a ten year poll gets popular, it can become part of Tumblr lore while still being updated. People can write passionate appeals for their vote and fight in the notes. Others can make graphs to show how the poll's majorities shift with each different US president or Taylor Swift album. People can make memes about "remember 2025, when option 3 was in the lead? That was a crazy time".
Why ten years, though, instead of a hundred or just no time limit? Because that way, the end becomes an event. People who voted in the poll when it was just a few hours old can watch the final countdown together, and there's a new point in Tumblr history: That day when we finally all agreed on the best option, and presumably also some important political stuff happened.
Now, granted, most ten year polls would never reach this level of notoriety. But it only takes a few polls like this to be worthwhile. Maybe this shouldn't be an option for users to select, but something the Tumblr website grants/pushes on you at random?
So, yeah. Ten year polls. They should be a thing.
nsfw post 18+ only
im 16 so i cant even see this post let alone make it so this will have to wait two years
im 17 now only one year left til i make this post guys
iâm 18!
titty
i didnât turn 18 for this
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And when we finally kill the gods neither hell nor heaven will be waiting for them because they created those to imprison us
burned my eggs and got mad sorry lol
you know I couldn't be a cowboy because I'd be stuck with my partner in the dead cold prairie night and our horses would be tied up and we'd be huddlin around a crudely made fire because it was too far to go back to the ranch and he'd play the sweetest song on his harmonica, the kind that you felt in your bones and your heart and that the hymns had nothin on, and then he'd finish and we'd both lean in a little too close and my hand would be on his bandanna and his whiskey-breath would be hot on my lips and I'd realize that maybe it wasn't the touch of a woman i'd been hankerin for
yeah I'll be honest I don't know wtf possessed me here
In memes where text or panels are edited the originals are always the funniest, case in point:
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i think if you showed minecraft or fortnite to a little medieval peasant boy he would probably start writing parodies of church hymns. itâs human nature
this has rendered me speechless
isn't it insane though how schizophrenic people are viewed as violent and dangerous by the majority of society when in reality schizophrenic people are nearly 14 times more likely to be on the receiving end of violence than to be the perpetrators...
schizophrenic person: makes a post trying to raise awareness about the disproportionate abuse and harmful stereotypes schizophrenic people face
yall: "yeah im not gonna reblog this they used the word ins*ne which is so problematic ://"
What the fuck happens that changes these stats to such a massive degree?
1) schizophrenia hardly ever causes people to be violent so schizophrenic people arenât more likely to be violent than anyone else
2) schizophrenic peopleâs autonomy is often taken away from them because of their schizophrenia. because the authorities and mental healthcare providers often automatically assume schizophrenic people to be violent, theyâre more likely to immediately react to schizophrenic people's symptoms with violence, without even knowing for sure said schizophrenic person was going to be violent. all of this causes schizophrenic people to be more likely of being victims of violence and abuse. schizophrenic people also have a harder time getting out of abusive households because of the risk of their autonomy being taken away. if a schizophrenic personâs relative or partner is abusive, often the schizophrenic person has no way out of the situation, both because our disconnect from reality can result in us being easier to manipulate, and because the system is built in a way that it takes away our autonomy because of our condition.
also schizophrenic people and psychotic people in general, please do a lot of research before picking a provider for your own sake, and if they try to treat your psychosis in a way that you think is harmful then donât hesitate to switch providers. your safety and wellbeing should be a priority over everything else.
can y'all please reblog this version instead
the answer to elitism is not anti-intellectualism. it is to stop defining art and literature the way white colonial supremacy does. like. ?
I'm so sick of hearing people say pregnancy and childbirth aren't dangerous, I'm sick of people acting like waiting till 40 to have kids is normal and safe. Millions women have dies having kids and there a thousands of then dying every year and you do not get to ignore that and ignore those women and a human history of tramautic births.
And as for waiting til 40 - some women can not all. Some of us have medical conditions. I'm sure as hell not waiting that long.
does anyone else kind of.. enjoy spoilers ?? like theyâre sort of a relief because then I know whether or not something is worth investing in watching or reading or not
Iâm not gonna be disappointed if it doesnât turn out how I want plus Iâm not going to fast forward and skip through large parts of it to find out what happens, which Iâm embarrassed that I do I just donât have the patience
Is that just a me thing or do other people do that too? Is that an adhd thing?
I just do way better watching things if I already know the entire synopsis and can predict kinda when things will happen like landmarks in a movie that help me through
Please tell me this is an actual thing and not just me
ok so recently i wanted to read a book to my niece, who just turned 7, that I thought sheâd like. but it had some scary parts in it, that might be too much for her. sheâs tough, but sheâs sensitive too, like any kid her age.
so what did i do? I spoilered it. I said âhey this kid runs into some monsters that are gonna try to eat him, and then they chase him and itâs very suspenseful. You think that would be too scary?â
She considered it. âDo they eat him in the end?â she asked.
âNo,â I said.
âThen no,â she said. And then, when we were about to hit the Big Reveal that this person who had helped him was secretly actually a man-eating monster, she lit up and was like âIS THIS WHEN IT HAPPENSâ and I was like âSHH yes!â and she was like âAHH YEAHâ and loved it.
I donât think spoilers are just for kids, though. Iâm now so Tired of conventional mediaâs endless race for The More Shocking Ending that I refuse to watch shit when I donât know how itâs going to end. Itâs not that I donât have the emotional resilience to handle unexpected things (well, sometimes I donât, honestly, and have no shame about that), itâs that if the unexpected thing is the âfuck you if you liked these characters ha ha ha!â plot twist, I just donât have the time to invest in your fictional world. If you canât respect me as an audience then I have other shit to do with my time.
Even my own writingâ I dithered a bit in my latest series, which was going to hinge on a dead character being revealed to really be alive. I did my best to avoid spoilers as I was writing the thing, but now Iâve posted it and I figured, the thing to do is just toâ tag it for the reveal. Itâs not worth trying to be coy or people wonât know whether they want to read your shit.
I stand by my view that if knowing the twist ruins your story, your story is poorly written. Like, I appreciate that some people love the thrill of discovery, and as such, I support making sure people donât stumble over spoilers without warning. But Iâm sick and tired of stories that go âHa, ha, tricked you!â or confuse shock value with suspense.Â
Iâm also reminded of classic tragedies where the entire point is that the audience knows what happens, but the characters donât, and thereâs definitely a good amount of fun in frustratingly watching them careen towards doom, seeing all the signs, and not being able to do anything about it.
Thatâs also partly why picking up a piece of media youâve already enjoyed again is so fun; seeing all the little hints the author peppers throughout the story you might not have picked up the first time gives you an entirely different, but still very much enjoyable, experience.
if the unexpected thing is the âfuck you if you liked these characters ha ha ha!â plot twist, I just donât have the time to invest in your fictional world. If you canât respect me as an audience then I have other shit to do with my time.
Thinking about All the Young Dudes and how knowing that they're all going to die adds so much to the story by making the lead up so heartbreaking, which it wouldn't be if you don't know that. And it doesn't take away from the emotional blow of their deaths.
When sonething is good media that deeply explores feelings, plot twist barely matter because the hear of the story is those emotions, or the relationship, or character growth.