[hufflewuffle]

A little corpse chibi because everyone needs a little corpse chibi

[hufflewuffle]

My life right now is watching streams and simping.

[star2132]

🥀 reblog if u simp for corpse respectfully

[hufflewuffle]

A little corpse chibi because everyone needs a little corpse chibi

[hufflewuffle]

I almost never post and I've never posted Minecraft content but I just felt like sharing my art :)

[orriculum]

Tumblr post: hey this is a point I want to make

A response: ok but I really I want to make the exact opposite point about this and I’m gonna do it on your post instead of making my own

[thistletongue]

I don’t agree with how you go about expressing this at all. I think this is really unfair and you should be making a point in this format.

[orriculum]

And I agree with your point but disagree with your tone so therefore your point has been made invalid!

[thistletongue]

I clearly recognize this as humor as no one would actually be this hecking dense seriously but I’m going to pretend I don’t recognize that and use this as an opportunity to call you RUDE and when you attempt to point out this is a joke and was tagged as such I’m going to accuse you of backpedaling so you’re WRONG!!!!!!

[sailoraquila]

Outsider opinion that has nothing to do with original argument(s) and is there for shitposting reasons

[blackbearmagic]

Line from one of the above reblogs repeated verbatim

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Line from one of the above reblogs repeated verbatim

Line from one of the above reblogs repeated verbatim

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[captainoftheseaqueen]

I bet most people will just scroll past this without reblogging, but this should be on everyone’s dashboards.

[gay-jesus-probably]

Okay but I’ve fundamentally misunderstood the majority of the arguments on this post, and I will be delivering a patronizing counterpoint full of blatantly wrong information, interspaced with obnoxious reaction gifs. I’ll also refer to you as ‘sweetie’, ‘honey’, ‘darling’, or some similar pet names, and I secretly hope you ask me to stop it so that I can treat your request as an unreasonable demand and play the victim.

*Also, I’m probably going to correct your spelling errors, despite them obviously being minor typos.

[radmona]

I am now roleplaying with my friend in the notes of your post

This will continue for at least an hour and completely clog up the notes of this post

[infernobf-deactivated20260502-d]

I shall now tag several users with disgusting interests and political views on this post

[ghosttemplatte]

[kshandra]

I always love when the Existential Flame War makes its way to another social network.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Addition from obvious bot that doesn’t try to be anything but a porn link.

[orriculum]

anybody in this thread smoke weed

[paulatreidesmallcop]

Clearly I, the conservative hentai addict, am the true intellectual in this scenario

[ofgeography]

THANKS, I LOVE YOU: there is a bus driver out there who thinks i had a very weird morning and he’s right

just two days ago, i was thinking, “you know what i haven’t done in a while? write a story about some stupid and embarrassing thing i’ve done. i wonder if this is because i’m twenty-seven and no longer a bumbling idiot who can’t make it through her day without bringing shame on her family?”

haha! said the universe. this bitch really thinks!!!!!

so this morning i was riding the bus to work, because i’m a grown up, who has a job, and i must take not one but two busses to get there. and i get off the first bus feeling a lot of hope for not just the day but the whole week. last week was cloudy and overcast, but this week! this week is going to be different. it’s sunny. i’m going to be productive. i’m going to be focused. i’m going to get things done.

spoiler: i’m going to abandon all these plans immediately.

i reach into my pocket to retrieve my wallet, which has my transit pass in it, and realize: it’s not there. it is also not in my other pocket. it is also not in my gym bag.

it is still on the bus.

you know that feeling when you’ve lost something where like, just before you go to see if you lost it you already know that you lost it?

it’s like how neo slows down time to dodge bullets in the matrix except instead of being that, it’s me realizing i have already done something incredibly stupid.

the problem with my wallet still being on the bus is that i myself am not still on the bus, which means that with every second, my wallet is getting farther away from me. this is distressing for many reasons but primarily i’d say that i don’t like it when my money and i are parted. i don’t have a lot of money, but what i do have i like to keep a very close eye on, because i need it to live, you see. still, there are lots of other things in that wallet that i don’t want to be parted from:

my drivers’ license, which i don’t use to drive anymore but is a nice picture of me and is also the world’s most ANNOYING thing to replace,

my work credit card and ID to get into the building,

my ventra transit card,

a wine punchcard on which i am only THREE WINES away from a $1 bottle of wine, and

a little post-it with the combination to my gym lock, which i am too dumb to remember but which i desperately need if i ever want to retrieve my running shoes from my gym locker.

i mean … y’all know that the only thing to do is chase that bus down. i’m not gonna cross my fingers and hope my wallet makes it to the lost and found. i don’t have that kind of luck.

my outfit for today was very, “90s straight girl meets her boyfriend’s sister and IMMEDIATELY becomes a lesbian,” so i was wearing 5-inch heels that weren’t conducive to running, which means i did the only sensible thing there was to do and kicked them off so that i could chase the bus in my bareass feet down the streets of chicago. 

was this “safe”????? no.

but was it liberating???? also no.

did my foot my foot bleed and did it probably contract the black plague????? FOLKS IT DID!!! 

anyway, there i went, sprinting down the sidewalk in my yellow floral romper and white jacket, heels in my hand, gym bag swinging behind me like a cartoonish ball & chain, and of course, because of who i am as a person, i almost immediately took a bad step.

friends, to say that i fell is to miss what happened, which is that i took an eight-foot vertical leap and did not land on my feet.

you know those cartoons where a cat gets scared and it jumps so far into the sky it touches the moon?

you know those videos of people with those water jetpacks where they can’t control them and they go rocketing through walls like the kool-aid man?

you know when a basketball player does that thing where they’re gonna dunk but they just absolutely whiff and end up lying dazed on the basketball court while whole stadiums of people laugh at them?

“oh my god,” someone yelled, maybe from their car, maybe from the bus stop, maybe literally god himself.

i looked up, dazed. there was a crowd of at least five people around me, all of them helping me to my feet, gathering my things. one very kind and very brave man ran out into traffic to retrieve my travel coffee mug, which – shoutout to my hometown’s endodontics practice, spilled not one single drop. 

“are you all right?” one of the good samaritans asked. “holy shit you were – you were airborne for so long.”

you know when your brain has been scrambled and you know there’s some way you need to be reacting but you can’t make your body react that way? 

i was like: “i have to catch that bus.”

“there are other buses coming,” Coffee Savior said. “like – in just a couple minutes.”

“no, i need that one,” i said, for some reason not realizing that i ought to clarify that my wallet was on that bus. one of the women, very kindly and warmly, stepped in close to me and put her arm around my shoulders and said, “between us girls, your boob is out.”

i looked down. the strap of my jumpsuit had popped off my shoulder, and indeed, my boob was out. i zipped up my white (WHITE. IT WAS WHITE. WHY DID I WEAR WHITE TODAY? YOU NEVER WEAR WHITE AFTER LABOR DAY!!!) jacket to hide this problem, which feels like a problem for Later Molly to deal with.

i took my things back from them, put my heels in my hand, and inexplicably left them with a cry of, “thanks, i love you,” before sprinting off again.

“THANKS, I LOVE YOU,” Shouts Bloodied Area Woman To Crowd Of Strangers While Running Barefoot Through Urban Center

i thought i’d become A Runner in the past few years by some weird fluky accident, but it turns out that i’d done it specifically so that i could chase this bus through not one but TWO intersections, because just as i reached it both times the light turned green. but when you’re already bleeding for a cause, giving up just feels like a waste.

this is called the fallacy of sunk cost, and it’s a stupid things human do that we shouldn’t.

i know this but i chased a bus for three blocks anyway and that just goes to show that the human mind is an enigma.

eventually, while turning a corner, the bus driver noticed me. he slowed down, looking perturbed by how far my fortunes had fallen since the last time we saw each other – which was less than five minutes ago – when i was, a) not bleeding, and b) not yelling at him.

he opened the door.

“i left my wallet,” i explained.

he blinked at me, but before i could get on, a man from the back row came running up to the front, holding my wallet in his hand. “you left your wallet,” he said, as if this would be news to me.

“you left your wallet?” asked the bus driver, in a tone that indicated what he meant was, why are you bleeding??????????

i took my wallet very gratefully from the other passenger.

i said, “thanks. i love you,” and the doors of the bus closed.

[elodieunderglass]

hey welcome back Molly, quick question, ARE YOU OKAY??

[frostingpeetaswounds]

i laughed so hard at the “i don’t know” and “something is wrong”

[jennlferlawrence-deactivated201]

the twilight one is like abstract poetry

[doragray-deactivated20140416]

If you read it all together it’s like the most awkward, tense conversation ever.

“My name is Katniss Everdeen,” I sighed. Nothing happened.

“I don’t know,” he sighed.

Harry looked around, I shake my head and shrugged.

Harry stared. “I am seventeen years old.”

I frowned and he waited.

“My home is District 12.”

Harry chuckled and said nothing. Now I wish I had.

I laughed. We looked at each other. I swallowed hard. He shrugged. Harry blinked and hesitates. I flinched.

He looked around. “I’m not really surprised.”

I took a deep breath, something he didn’t have last time. “Something is wrong.”

He didn’t answer. He stood up.

[mc-squidward-deactivated2016101]

OMG

[mero977-deactivated20220829]

[gardenstated]

LONG LIVE THE CROW WITCH

[absolutelybatty]

@ginger-le-gay

[ginger-le-gay-deactivated202008]

YES

[kidouyuuto-deactivated20140411]

how did they learn to translate languages into other languages how did they know which words meant what HOW DID TH

[brigwife-deactivated20240426]

English Person: *Points at an apple* Apple

French Person: Non c’est une fucking pomme 

*800 years of war*

[agentverbivore]

Fun fact: There are a lot of rivers in the UK named “avon” because the Romans arrived and asked the Celts what the rivers were called. The Celts answered “avon.” 

“Avon” is just the Celtic word for river.

[thejazzykittykat]

Fan Fact #2: When Spanish conquistadors landed in the Yucatán peninsula, they asked the natives what their land was called and they responded “Yucatán”. In 2015, it was discovered that in those mesoamerican languages, “Yucatán” meant “I don’t understand what you are saying”

[xyxul-deactivated20201020]

W H E E Z E

[phantomrose96]

[libertarirynn-deactivated202006]

I love entomology so much because so many words kind of happened by accident or by a native speaker trying to say “WTF are you saying?“

[kingwizardandthelizardgizza-blog]

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

[quasarkisses]

they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay

“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”

“Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”

“He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”

“It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”

“If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

[nudityandnerdery]

And, of course: “The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t.”

[assassinregrets]

the one that will always stay with me is “Arthur Dent was grappling with his consciousness the way one grapples with a lost bar of soap in the bath,” i feel like that was the first time i really understood what you could do with words.

[marsdaydream]

I will reblog this every time I see it because these are some of my favorite sentences in the English language.

[inkchantress]

tropes i will never get tired of

fake dating

omniscient narrator who immediately contradicts the characters (“This is fine,” she said. It was, in no way, shape, or form, fine.)

deadpan jokes while swordfighting

the “I FUCKING LOVE MY WIFE” guy

oblivious pining that slowly escalates until A is going on page rants about how pretty B’s eyes are but still doesn’t seem to recognize they’re in love

Strong Leader Type having to physically fall down in order for the other characters to see how exhausted they are

funny villains who talk and make jokes with their heroes while they’re fighting them

the villains presented as the protagonists

*increasingly pulls out bigger and bigger weapons from more unlikely places*

“I said all of your weapons” *pulls out more*

“ALL OF THEM” *pulls out one last tiny dagger*

traumatized character using humor to cover up ptsd

characters going out for a break at a restaurant/movie/whatever and something bad happening

using the “*gasp* what’s that over there???” trick to avert the enemy’s attention and it working

a villain’s weakness being something totally random and nonsensical

a hero duo arguing over who’s the sidekick while fighting a villain

“don’t be silly, we don’t need [important thing]”  “you lost it, didn’t you?”  “yeah”

“what’s the one thing I told you not to do tonight?”  “raise the dead”   “and what did you do?”  “raised the dead”

“I think that went pretty well” *explosion in the distance*

[rebloggingwrittingadvice]

This right here is a serotonin generator

[edgar-allan-possum]

Something unlikely happening + two people swapping money in the background

[ramenuzumaki]

This post needs to be shared in all the blogs.

[fuckyeahcomicsbaby]

Different Stories Resonate with Different People

[lovingmyselfishard]

I will always reblog this.

[eternal-fractal]

I always find this beautiful.

[hamletthedane]

Pro tip: if an evangelical stranger approaches you asking to pray for you, there’s inevitably something about you that they see and want to change. [Ex: I attend a very conservative, very religious uni and am clearly tomboyish/lesbiany, and thus am constantly attracting evangelical strangers] If you can’t shake them (usually very difficult), then turn the tactic upon them by asking if they mind you leading the prayer bc “I have a few things on my mind.”

Then talk about whatever it is that’s making them uncomfortable. I ask god to protect all the lgbt+ kids that are lost, isolated or homeless. I mention my non-Christian brothers, sisters, and siblings that have to fight for recognition and respect in a monoreligious nation. I pray for the protection of immigrants and refugees, reminding my evangelical friends that their savoir was once one of that number. You can pray for pregnant mothers to find the resources and abortive care that they need, if they need it, if you’re feeling particularly brave.

This achieves two things: 1) there is no response to this, esp if you wrap it up with “amen, thank you guys so much for doing that with me. I hope y'all have a blessed day” and leave them no room to continue the prayer. But more importantly 2) that group will NEVER bother you again and you will show them, using their own method against them, that their prayer isn’t an act of faith, but of power.

Just thought I’d share bc I know that I used to be accosted by evangelical strangers once a week on my uni campus and never had a good response or ‘out’. This is by far the most effective method of shutting that sort of behavior down real quick.

[darkfrog24]

Jesus could be a passive-aggressive son of a G and this is right out of his playbook.

[parakeet]

your bed is probably as happy to see you as you are to see it. ‘here comes the warmth slab’ it thinks

[targent]

wrong it thinks “god hope this dipshit doesnt spill beans all over me again who tf eats beans in bed”

[targent]

stop reblogging this new year new me i havent spilled beans in bed ONCE this year

[targent]

uh oh

[targent]

i got this message like the moment 2020 rolls around…come on yall gotta have more confidence in me this year finally i will break free of my shackles 

no longer will i be Bean Boy

[hufflewuffle]

me: i shouldn't look at the tags for this book series while im reading it

me: i definitely shouldn't

me: there are spoilers everywhere...

me: dont... do... it...

me: looks up the tags

me: sees spoilers

me: why has god cursed me so

[onlinegf2-deactivated20160818]

why did my neighbors name their wifi network this

[biggaybunny]

what’s the point of having a wifi network and not naming it something like this

[laropasucia]

Oh the fun you can have with network naming…

…

[omnipotentoverlord-deactivated2]

This is my joy.

[thoughtfulfuri]

This made me look at networks near me and: 

[nobody-is-evil]

one of my favorite posts