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this was my heated rivalry
some fandom disagreements are like "I see your point but I think this other aspect of the narrative is more significant," and some are like "I don't think you can read."
hate hate hate when I see a post that reminds me of a mutual but they've already reblogged it. how else am I supposed to tell you I love you
jack will be like "bits theres a huge spider in the bedroom 😢 can you come get it 🥺🥺" and bitty will walk into the room and go "oh THIS young man?" scoop it into his hand raw and take it outside
jack is like my style is having no style and bitty is like you are so fucking hot why are you so violently against jeans that hug your ass and shoes that are not ugly?
jack is like i got something at the store and its kinda wild its kinda out there i may be making a fashion statement with this and bitty is like YES SHOW ME and it's just new socks with dogs on them
jack does the “10 things jack zimmermann can’t live without” video for GQ, and it goes, “so, uh, I couldn’t bring my husband to this, so, uh, there’s… my running shoes…? they’re neat.” opens bag. “oh! he did pack me a pb&j for the day though, does that count? there’s a sticky note with it. does that make two?”
So when Parse shows up at the kegster I feel like he thinks he’s singing The Winner Takes It All but Jack’s hearing Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) but in a very threatening minor key
shout out to whatever lawyer has the job of holding christopher ecclestons phone away from him to prevent him being sued by the royal family for dropping a funnier prince philip died post than any of us on here could ever hope to make
If Rans had TikTok he’d 100% be thirst trapping while giving medical advice send post
Ransom, shirtless and flexing: did you know that a lot of people have allergies to Neosporin? just put some vaseline on small wounds, that will help more
apparently there’s also mokos in cyberpunk 2077 which. sucks
a maori person posted a single screenshot about there being misappropriation of ta moko in the game and it got taken down for copyright.
here’s the screenshot that was taken down:
(image id: a person with red eyes, long pale green hair that has been shaved on one side, and multiple earrings. they have a tattoo covering their chin and lips, designed to look like the placement of facial mokos traditionally for women. end id)
to explain why i’m upset, ta moko is the process of a maori person tattooing another maori person, each line identifies your whakapapa (heritage for lack of a better word, it can’t really be translated into a single english word). the process is very tapu (sacred) and personal so just taking a random design and slapping it onto a character uh. sucks! it sucks.
i know everyone is rightfully talking about how terrible the epilepsy trigger is but i haven’t really seen anyone talk about this, please keep this in mind
Dex, after a small inconvenience: I’m stepping down, Chowder is captain now
Nursey, not looking up from his breakfast: I don’t think you should trust him with that kind of power, he’s super corrupt.
Bitty in Year One: Update: I may or may not be in a cult.
Bitty in Year Four: Update 2: I may or may not be the leader of said cult.
no i do not take criticism
how does bitty feel knowing he bagged one of the only good looking NHL players
NurseyChow prompt: comic 4.08
i can’t believe you made me look up what fucking comic that was, sending me this like i know shit lol
When Chowder comes home from class, there’s an ungodly stomping noise coming from the staircase, and the sound of someone kicking a cardboard box across the floor. The door shuts behind him, and Ford sticks her head out of the kitchen, smiling apologetically.
“Dex’s decided he’s tired of living with Nursey,” she said in lieu of a greeting, and Chris closes his eyes, fingers coming to the bridge of his nose tightly.
“Jesus Christ,” he mumbles, and joins her in the kitchen, where they’re talking about class of ‘16. Apparently, they’ve moved in together, and now that Dex has exploded, Chowder is strongly considering asking if he can move in with them. He misses Lardo.
For nurseychow prompts, summer kisses that taste like ice cream
Cute!! Featuring Mexican!Nursey bc i’m sentimental lately !!
“You,” Nursey murmured, amused in the warm sun over New York, “Have paleta on your face.”
They’re on the rooftop of Nursey’s brownstone– Chris’ll never get over that, his boyfriend has a brownstone with a rooftop patio, what the fuck– relaxing by the poolside after a long morning of touring Nursey’s old haunts. They’d both gotten tired of wandering around at about two, and had grabbed food from some taco place with an owner who had cupped Derek’s cheek lovingly and thrown an extra order of churros and something called chilaquiles, which Chris had absolutely murdered the pronunciation of.
(”Es tu novio?” she asked, eyeballing them over her little glasses, and Derek blushed, nodding. She had looked Chris up and down, and then nodded, smiling. “Handsome,” she said approvingly, making it Chris’ turn to blush. On the walk home, an older man with a cart had stopped them, and Nursey had been in such a good mood that he’d gotten two paletas for each of them as well as his moms.
“They’re like… y’know, like popsicles,” he’d explained as the man handed him a brown bag. “You’ll like ‘em, swear.”)
“Yeah?” he asked, popsicle stick dangling from his lips, cracking an eye open to look at him, and found that Nursey had rolled over to face him, leaned up on his elbow with a smile.
Chris couldn’t help but to smile back. Derek was beautiful like this, eyes lit, bare skin darkening in the sun in a way that made him glow.
Nursey’s own grin widened. “Yeah,” he said, leaning in– gentle, he brought up his thumb to wipe at Chris’ cheek.
Drip swiped, Derek brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it off playfully. Chris only rolled his eyes; still, he tugged the stick from his mouth, slid a hand around the back of his boyfriend’s neck and pulled him in, pressing their lips together.
Derek’s eyes fluttered closed, humming; he licked into Chris’ mouth sweetly, moving against him in slow sync.
They shared a love for kissing, but there was something about kissing Nursey specifically, whether he was in control, their kissing hot and heavy, or like now, when Nursey’s soft mouth was open and lazy, tongue rolling slow against his own.
“You taste like coconut,” Derek said when they parted, eyes still closed, lips curved dreamily.
“Cuz I’m coconuts for you–”
“Aww, you ruined it,” Derek said, but he was laughing despite himself, and Chris tugged him in for another kiss, the taste of cream and their smiles between them.