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I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING AT THIS I TRIED TO SCROLL PAST I REALLY DID
as we see reprisals of Y2K skinny culture (as part of fascism) people are making a lot of posts like ‘if you’re too young to remember, it was so toxic. people shamed [skinny woman] for being fat!’ and perhaps it’s useful to bring up someone like kate winslet circa 1999 being fatshamed to express how truly dire the situation was/is but i find it increasingly frustrating that the response seems by and large to be ‘wow that’s awful! she wasn’t even fat!’ [so clearly that was wrong!] and not the real point: ‘so imagine how horrible it was for actual fat people, who also don’t deserve the far worse treatment they got/get.’
tl:dr if your response to fatphobic bullying/harrassment is “but they’re not even fat,” you have not gotten to the core issue. you haven’t even considered the core issue.
lots of people in the tags pointing out the same thing about transphobia and especially transmisogyny where instead of centering trans women in conversations about transmisogyny, it turns into defending cis women who are mistaken for trans women like “and she’s not even trans!” instead of saying “we shouldn’t treat trans women that way.” you’re not derailing you’re 100% correct
I love you transfems who realize they are lesbians
I love you transfems who realize they are still gay men
I love you transfems who still can't quite figure out their sexuality
I love you transfems with contradicting and confusing sexualities
I love you transfems with ever-changing sexualities
I love you transfems who are aromantic and aren't attracted to anyone
I love you transfems who don't care about romance
I love you transfems who love other transfems & trans women
I love you transfems who love transmascs & trans men
I love you transfems who are gaybian or sapphilean
I love you transfems who are sapphic
I love you transfems who are achillean
There was recently a copyright infringement case in YA and I need everyone to know that the following sentence was in the legal decision:
“Hot, sexy, dangerous boys, central to virtually all young adult romance novels, cannot be copyrighted.”
i think all quiet on the western front and the lord of the rings are in direct conversation with each other, as in theyre the retelling of the same war with one saying here’s what happened, we all died, and it did not matter at all and another going hush little boy, of course we won, of course your friends came back
someone should remake lord of the rings as a grandfather telling a fantasy story to his grand child with flashbacks to world war one showing the dead boys and men the characters were based on. grandpa why didn’t they just fly. because they didn’t. they didn’t.
i’m fine
I will never get over how Tolkien & Lewis took the horrors of war and spun them into fantasy.
Shivering in the trenches dreaming of cozy hobbit holes, shaking as bombs pockmark a forest and imagining each shallow mud-filled crater contains a new world—that maybe there are still as many beautiful things in the universe as there are bombs—that maybe the world is bigger than this moment and this ugliness and one day this will be a peaceful forest again full of small ponds.
I mean look at these photos of the shell craters in Sanctuary Woods, near Ypres Belgium and tell me it’s not the Wood Between The Worlds:
grandpa why didn’t they just fly. because they didn’t. they didn’t.
You get your wings only after its all over
guys. please
both of these simultaneously
Therapy is expensive, but there are free non-chatgpt resources out there
Free worksheets, treatment guides, and videos for mental health professionals. Topics include CBT, anger management, self-esteem, relaxation
Finch - Your New Self Care Best Friend
You feel like shit. That sucks. You Feel Like Shit is a game designed to help you help yourself through your shitty times and practice self
Introduction to the Analog Brain - Skip the intro and go to the tool - Sometimes (lots of times) (all the time), I have the urge to do
I've used all of these and can vouch for them. Stay safe, love u guys 💖
Yes yes i know love is love. But they are still killing CHILDREN. over this.
"Love is love" is a milquetoast cishet marketing phrase
Pride is a FUCK YOU to a society that wants us dead.
ok note to self i gotta leave the house regularly so that i dont feel like im slowly transforming into an evil fucking shadow clone of myself
So as it turns out your sense of self doesnt exist in a vacuum. You gotta actually use it and bounce it off of other people like echolocation to see where you are as a person and shit. So if you dont regularly interact with other people the echoes just get weaker and weaker and before you know it your personality is a blurry fucked up fog clone of its former self. which it sucks because this makes it really hard to interact with people again but yknow
https://twitter.com/birdtickler/status/1552657242909904897?s=21&t=q4JEDIALmV-cAjcoEOypdw
ok so I looked it up, and it turns out they made a track out of PVC pipes, down a hill. The owner didn't realise PVC expanded in the heat, so on a turn the track just fell apart and the dude inside went over a fucking free way and into a swamp.
The funniest part is that the inspector was watching the whole time, and once the ball stopped he left without saying anything. Park management just shut it down then and there.
"The ball cleared a small hill, briefly going airborne, then zipped right across Route 94, the two-lane road splitting the park. Cars honked and slammed on their brakes. If there had been opposing traffic, Frank would have become part of a real-life game of Pong, volleying from one bumper to another.
Still in pursuit, we followed the ball toward a small lake in Motor World that had been earmarked for a fleet of tiny bumper boats for children. The area wasn’t open yet, but the empty boats were being tested and floated on the surface. The ball soared over the grass and smashed into several of them, scattering the others with rippling waves from the impact, which launched some of the boats several feet in the air.
Charlie and Ken waded into the water looking for the hatch. After some difficulty, they got it open. Charlie pulled Frank out by grabbing him under his armpits like a baby. Frank crawled up the bank, coughing and sputtering. He splayed across the grass as we all stared at the ball, which bobbed in the water like it was attached to a fishing lure.
We did not ask for the inspector’s report, nor did we ever hear of one being filed. Ken Bailey returned to Canada. The snow-makers cleared away the PVC. Told to dispose of the Bailey Ball, they rolled it into the woods, where it remained for many years."
I don't know that this beats the teeth story, but it's pretty great.
I had a dream where the MBTA marketing team rejected my trucker hat merch idea. They're missing out though.
Tragically I am the reason that the official MBTA licensed store does not do custom orders anymore
@mbta-unofficial what did you order
my baby my light my life my pride and joy officially licensed by the mbta
I think like 10 people got these before they put the quibbosh on it
recently came across some plates and bowls that would be perfect for a children's hospital
ONE
SINGLE
JOKE
it's so funny to think about jin ling in the guanyin temple when you consider everything that was going on around him. his xiao-shushu has apparently done a lot of bad stuff and is now holding him hostage? xiyao is in a public and strangely polite divorce, his ressurected-uncle in the body of his other uncle (now, confirmed) is basically playing footsies with hanguang jun. and when his jiujiu arrives to rescue him, he throws himself in front of a very avoidable blow and proceeds to have an emotional and shouldn't-this-be-done-in-private breakdown bc apparently his other uncle unconsensually gave his golden core to him. jin ling left that night with the title of a sect leader and like, ten different types of trauma
Don't forget the part where he found out xiao-shushu's crimes at least in part because a bunch of naked lady corpses showed up moaning. This boy was thirteen and Going Through It ™️😭
"There's no hope for the future." And that's how they felt during the Atomic Age, during the World Wars, during the Enlightenment Revolutions, during thr plagues, during the Viking raids, during the fall of Rome.
Yet, we persisted.
CS Lewis had something to say about this
Been feeling a bit hopeless of late. Wasn't expecting to stumble across a quote that would fundamentally alter my perspective and make me cry during my lunch break but here we are
This is an excellent sentiment.
Nevertheless, we persisted :)
no more dichotomies. I would like to introduce you to my friends Both, Neither, and Something else entirely
also my friend Sneither, who also cannot be organized into any single category
Ummm she's literally sensitive :/
Maybe film would be better if everyone who wants to become a director were expected to first produce a silent film. Without intertitles. A film where the only tool they have is the moving picture.
Maybe then they'd learn to make films where WE CAN SEE.
It's not that I don't appreciate a bit of chiaroscuro, but there has to be enough chiar to o the scur.
love watching pre, idk, 2000 movies where there is "night lighting" that tells you it is dark but the director has paid lighting engineers enough that you can also clearly see everything