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we're not kids anymore.
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daily occurrence
I’m very grateful to everyone who reblogs this post because it reminds me to brush my teeth
What the fuck. This is terrifying... please tell me this isn't real...
Woopsie I read this wrong and accidentally sent them over to your location! I hope you don't mind!
it is annoying that posts about antiblackness can be said by a non black person that's only parroting the surface level issues we black people face and get a gazillion notes and honestly It's starting to piss me off how those posts get more attention then black users on here getting overlooked when we talk about our experiences because people do have interlized racial biases. they won't even reblog it because they're scared they're "overstepping" but it's ok when a non black ally says the same thing.
please don't be scared to boost black voices, especially now with the current climate and how this website has a smaller black userbase than before. please.
i swear to god if one more stupid fandom ruins a beautiful text post i am calling the police
I am obligated to reblog this again, because it is now Superwholock, and therefore perfection.
people need to remember that every tumblr post in 2012 was like this
date of origin: June 12th, 2012
Doing my part to keep Superwholock alive
I turn 30 next month so here’s what I learned in my 20s:
—don’t work for startups, they’re always one ‘innovative idea’ away adding ‘sell your kidneys on the black market’ to your job description.
—keeping a collection of basic OTC medicine on you will save your life one day. I recommend Advil, Imodium, and TUMS.
—those little single-use glasses cleaning wipes are 1000% worth the money
—overly self-depreciating jokes just make people uncomfortable, wean yourself off of them
—you can buy dehydrated mini marshmallows in bulk online and they’re a godsend for hot cocoa
—people don’t care if you have fidget toys on your desk they just want to play with them
—try to go to bed BEFORE the existential ennui kicks in
Also drink water and eat a plant
This is all GREAT. I turned 40 last week, so permit me to add what I learned in my 30s:
keep on not working for startups
sometimes there comes a point where the thing (fandom, hobby, friendship, romantic relationship) you loved no longer brings you joy. And that's okay. Try to mourn the loss, take joy in the memories, and don't burn any bridges in case ten years go by and you find yourself back in that fandom/hobby/relationship again
it turns out that (ugh) moderate regular exercise is (spit) good for you. The sooner you make it part of your life, the easier it'll be
related: if you throw yourself into a new exercise regime too hard and too fast, without stopping to rest or consider whether a particular move is good for you ... well, shoulder injuries are painful and consults with orthopedic surgeons are expensive
knees are bastards too
don't even get me started on ankles
there may come a time when your digestive system is too fragile for ibuprofin. I'm sorry
one day you're gonna wake up and realise you no longer give any fucks about some things that used to bother you
on the other hand, you might be alarmed to realise what you still give a fuck about
never get down on the floor without an exit strategy for getting back up
I turn 50 this year. what I have learned in my 40s:
"loving yourself" is less of a feeling and more of an action. you can start doing it any time and it will make your life better and better as you go on
this will happen incrementally - be patient
along those lines, if you haven't started making an active effort to quit shit-talking yourself, suck it up and do it
no, shut up. do it. "but it's haaaaard!" don't care. do it.
whether you like it or not, you are mortal and you need to go to the doctor for an annual checkup
stretch regularly - your future self will thank you
at some point you will encounter people much younger than you arguing passionately and incorrectly about history you personally remember and experienced
this will be infuriating and annoying
otoh, most other things just... will not matter to you as much
at some point you will shift from wanting to go out to being like "eh" and deciding to stay in. this is okay.
you will have absolutely no idea what The Youth are talking about and you will not care
but if you keep your mind open to new ideas you'll never be irrelevant
your company still doesn't love you - don't give them more than they pay you for
get a fucking hobby, especially a hobby that involves physically creating/handling something and/or moving your body in physical space. it will do you more good than you can imagine
Just turned 60 and let me say:
Find joy, every kind, it's always worth it
I'm talking that massive, never-ending Discord chat with your bestie? The one that makes you giggle through the day? It's not a "waste of time," it's what time was made for
If that's fanfic for your favorite characters who never even met on screen celebrate that!
If that's building a tiny fleet of snake villagers for your snake town and they just cover your mantel hell yes!
If that's collecting pillows and making a fort of them every weekend I'll be right over
Feeling and sharing joy is the whole point
This is too tempting…, so, I’m 74, and: don’t fund startups
Please keep stretching and exercise enough NOT to need an elaborate strategy to get up from the floor. IT MAY SAVE YOUR LIFE
Say bye to your employer as early as you possibly can, unless you really love your job. You won’t be sorry.
Keep doing the annual checkups 🙏🏼
Enjoy that fucking hobby you’ve acquired in your 50, or find something new. Do try new things & adventures.
World Heritage Post
If you stayed the age of your birth DAY forever, how old you would be?
That alligator is a jungle gym
I got curious, so without looking up the reddit thread because I hate reddit, I went to the list of Barbie's careers. Because of course people have dated lists of those.
Her first 28 years are fairly tame, until we reach 1987's Canadian Mountie Barbie. Reasonable odds for a cop, even if they're not a USAmerican cop.
in 1991, we get US Air Force Pilot Barbie, US Marine Corps Sergeant Barbie, US Navy Petty Officer Barbie. There's also 1992's US Army Barbie, if those guys were feeling left out. I'm also ignoring the 1989 US Army Barbie because that one is 100% a stolen valour runway look, not a uniform.
Going to run my autism over those four.
US Navy Petty Officer Barbie is wearing quartermaster's rating insignia, so no combat for her.
US Army Barbie is wearing an airborne maroon beret with no rank insignia that I could see, but she's loaded down with medical supplies, so I'm gonna say combat medic, but only as many kills as her other medical endeavours.
US Air Force Pilot Barbie is wearing a jacket that looks like a Top Gun tie-in. The unit patch is just the USAF coat of arms, and the name patch says she's a Captain. VERY confusingly, the plane on the box art is an F-5, which had just recently been retired. But its USAF usage was almost all in the OPFOR Aggressor squadrons, which is... "come play enemy planes for our training exercises".
US Marine Corps Sergeant Barbie is wearing E-5 Sergeant's insignia, and three medals (she's in dress uniform). To my eye, and allowing for badly printed colours, looks like Navy and Marine Achievement Medal, Marine Corps Good Conduct Medal, and the South West Asia Service Medal. The first two are fairly obvious "Barbie Is Well Behaved" stuff, but uh. That last one though?
USMC Barbie was in Desert Storm.
And if she was in a support role there, well, 1993 gave us USAmerican Cop Barbie. Case closed.
the death of dvds is so fucked. what about bonus features
How to block tags on Tumblr!
I’ve seen a couple people in my comment section who tend to stumble upon my content are instinctively repulsed or weirded out by it. And I get it. My content isn’t for everyone and I write generally uncomfortable topics. And who wants to stumble upon something that weirds them out??
Step 1. Go to settings on Tumblr and find ‘General Settings’
Step 2. Scroll down to just before you see the ‘Legal’ section
Step 3. Click on the thing that says ‘filtered’ (it’s right above ‘colour palette’)
Now, you’re going to see two sections, one for tags and one for content. Here you use the one for tags and put in all the tags that you don’t want on your feed so you never see them on your feed again. (Not the content one because if you put in a word or a phrase then it’s just going to put a warning for you that it has that word or phrase, it won’t take it off your feed.)
Step 4. Put all tags you don’t want on your feed in the section that says ‘tags’
That’s it, really, but now you won’t see that stuff anymore :>
adhd is so funny it's like being possessed but with myself
me, desperately: can we please get something done?!
my inner demon, who is also me: IF YOU LIKE PIÑA COLADA
Some People: Ares and Aphrodite only lust for each other and there isn't any sort of romantic love between them. She should've remained with Hephaestus.
Meanwhile Jean-Marie Vien: Here, have this painting of Aphrodite showing to Ares that her doves made a nest in his helmet.
dammit, clark’s big hands
two digits, knuckles deep fucking your soaking hole while his mouth sucks and nibbles your tits.
his fingers piston in and out of you. making the most filthy and obscene squelching sounds. your wetness mixed with the load he released earlier are pooling into the sheets and his palm
he’s losing his mind, his mind is all over the place yet on you. your teary eyes, your walls -wet and tight- gripping him like a vice, your moans, your tits which he can’t seem to stop sucking till their swollen.
his soaked cock, oozing with pre-cum again on the red tip
“golly…” he mutters above your skin. “So wet, so tight. Show me how much you want it, baby. rock against my hand, take what you need.” his voice is low and rough, drunk with need. his thumb pressing down harder on your swollen nub, his fingers curling again, giving you exactly what you begged for.
Clark might as well cum right here and there while he fingers you with his tongue flicking your nipples. it’s too much for him, too good for him.
I love how everything about this man is just so big
some of you need to realize that platonic relationships can be just as intense, complicated, and even toxic as romantic relationships and a relationship being romantic doesnt always make it mean more
rip to the person who understood this comic the most
Yeah, but here's THE BEST PART OF THE STORY!
(sent to me by my sister this morning)