pjackk being brought back is incredibly funny but also not a great look on tumblrs part like why can't u do this for the hundreds and hundreds of unfairly banned trans women and black people. lol
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pjackk being brought back is incredibly funny but also not a great look on tumblrs part like why can't u do this for the hundreds and hundreds of unfairly banned trans women and black people. lol
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I've seen this clip many times, but never really appreciated the power of "what was her problem?" Just casually assuming that lesbians come in a wide variety of shapes and being inclusive. As a transbian who is probably still closer to Homer shaped than to my ideal, that's huge!
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2021:
Researchers focused on whether kids that are spanked are more likely to share or, conversely, more likely to have anxiety, years down the li
2021:
Spanking found to impact children's brain response, leading to lasting consequences.
2018:
The American Academy of Pediatrics says new evidence and research not only show that spanking affects a child’s brain development and increa
2016:
Kids who are spanked tend to act out more and have more problems later on.
2012:
A study reviewed more than two decades of research on the effects of spanking and found nothing positive to report, only that physical punis
2010:
A multiyear study shows spanking kids makes them more aggressive later on
I haven’t pissed people off lately by reminding them that ALL types of physical punishment of kids has been proven beyond ANY reasonable doubt to have only negative long term outcomes.
So let me scream it from the hilltops:
Stop hitting kids. End of sentence.
If you think, “but I was hit and I turned out just fine” let me pre-reply: NO YOU DID NOT. You think hitting a child is ok, how the fuck does that qualify as “fine”?????? From one abuse survivor to another: please start healing yourself.
This post needs a "it's been 5 years" update, so here we go:
2022:
Spanking is a risk factor for children's social competency. However, establishing causality is a challenge, given selection bias in samples
Background There is a vast literature on the negative associations between spanking in childhood and various psychosocial developmental outc
2023:
The use of corporal punishment in schools is not an effective or ethical method for management of behavior concerns and causes harm to stude
Spanking has been linked to multiple maladaptive child outcomes. However, previous research linking spanking with children's executive funct
2024:
Corporal punishment is believed to precede various forms of violent behavior, yet prior research has yielded inconsistent findings, partly d
2025:
This technical report describes the prevalence, risk factors for, and consequences of child corporal punishment, which it defines as “any pu
Physically punishing children in low- and middle-income countries (LMICs) has exclusively negative outcomes -- including poor health, lower
YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME TUMBLR
So annoying. So GD annoying.
Equivocating between "beaten with a stick" and "an open hand slap on the bottom" is the basis of all of these "findings" and is a good example of why social sciences are just propaganda wearing academia as a skinsuit.
Hey fucking abusive dumb ass fascist--if your misunderstanding here wasn't so high stakes (you're advocating for hurting kids Real Grade A You Should Totally Abuse Kids comment) how much you've misunderstood this research is almost comedy.
Let me help you: it's actually saying that it DOESN'T MATTER if it's "light" physical abuse....the outcomes are ALL NEGATIVE. That's the point. Outcomes = bad from all types of "corporal punishment." 100% NO positivity comes from hitting kids. Period. Point blank.
What you personally consider to be "tee hee cutesy just for kids it's so light and itty bitty abuse" doesn't matter.
Hitting your kids will harm them.
If you can reply so fundamentally "my head is up my own ass DEEP" in the face of an overwhelming amount of evidence against your views, there's literally nothing I can do for you and I wish you a very blocked.
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I've been trying to figure out a way to make some extra money to help cover my IVF copays (and hopefully give me some extra income and extra time to stay home with my baby once they're earth side.) So I've started a side hustle doing embroidery, mostly local and on Etsy, but I wanted to offer some fandom exclusive designs here on Tumblr! You can place an order through this google form and I'll get back to you with an email confirmation and an invoice. And I can also do custom embroidery, just send me a message! At the moment I'm just offering bag tags and tote bags, but if you want something else like a tee shirt or even something I don't offer, I'm always willing to give things a try!
Also I might be a little bonkers, but I'm also offering designs based on Patron Saint of Lost Causes and Pas de Deux. So if you want a bag tag or tote bag for St. Thaddeus School, Lincoln House, or Fittes Ballet School, you came to the right place!
Click here to place an order!
Haunted Hotel
-this vessel requires froot loops (bag tag or tote bag)
-I ate all of your chapsticks (bag tag)
-I want the beach music (bag tag)
-I want to go in the vents (bag tag)
Six of Crows
-no mourners, no funerals crow and cup (tote bag)
-no mourners, no funerals (text only) (bag tag)
-I'm beguiling you (bag tag)
-my ghost won't associate with your ghost (bag tag)
Lockwood & Co
-crossed rapiers and lavender (bag tag or tote bag)
-please tell me there's tea (bag tag or tote bag)
-skull in a jar (bag tag or tote bag)
-conversation hearts (bag tag)
-just reckless enough (bag tag)
-Locklyle locket (bag tag)
Umbrella Academy
-Academy crest (bag tag or tote bag)
-my cult is gonna be so pissed (bag tag)
-I'm the daddy here (bag tag)
Glee
-here's what you missed on Glee
-Dalton Warblers
-MHS New Directions
Criminal Minds
-wheels up in 20 (bag tag or tote bag)
Owl House
-Flapjack (bag tag or tote bag)
Hunger Games
-Mockingjay (bag tag or tote bag)
-Like All Fire (bag tag or tote bag)
Patron Saint of Lost Causes
-St. Thaddeus logo (bag tag or tote bag)
-Lincoln House (bag tag or tote bag)
-Roosevelt House (bag tag or tote bag)
-Kennedy House (bag tag or tote bag)
Pas de Deux
-Fittes Ballet School logo (bag tag or tote bag)
Place your order here!
Here’s more photos since I can only post ten at a time on the app ALSKDJDJ
(Also while I’m a good embroiderer/sewist…my photography skills leave much to be desired, I’m so sorry 😅)
Also this is the link to my Etsy shop with all the cottagecore/coquette/bookish designs I have so far!! (But I have SO many things planned, I really love embroidering)
unfortunately very true. Doing Better does not always mean never being upset or never being triggered or never having trouble. often Doing Better means experiencing those things and being able to keep going/cope healthily/move on. if you’re in a bubble with no sensation, if you’re numbing yourself out, that’s not what recovering really is. it won’t help you have a happier life it’ll just make your world smaller and smaller until you can’t fit anywhere anymore. gotta learn to make peace with the hard stuff too, that’s the only way to keep going
I did not come into Tumblr dot com to be called out in this way.
When I was at the natural history museum, the fossil section had stickers on the glass to engage children - things like "Flap your arms like a pterodactyl" or "Measure your hand against the mosasaurus." However the first of these I encountered, which I found alarming and threatening without context, was a sticker reading "Struggle like you are stuck in a tar pit"
I feel like more bright colors, an exclamation mark, or a more whimsical font choice would've also helped here to indicate that it is a Fun Activity For Children. Instead it felt like getting instructed in my inevitable fate by a road sign
Fancy and I lay in the grass near the neighbor's yard at 2:00 a.m. The grass is wet, the insects are loud. I sing a sad song to her but change the words at the last minute.
I try to show her the double rainbow halo around the moon. She tries to show me all the night smells. I bring you bad images of both. We all miss part of the experience, yet have a lovely experience nevertheless.
Go explore the front yard with a friend! It can be an adventure if you let it! Night sniffs!
Can we not be one beast?
I'm somewhat hard of hearing. She responds to the sound of a bird's feet as it hops up a branch. I thrive on color, work with it every day, and there's a lot of it she cannot see. Her eyes detect motion faster than the refresh rate of my TV. I can taste sweetness better than she can, but she has a whole wilderness of umami open to her that I can't even imagine. She reads the past with her nose, myriad detailed stories unfold for her in a form of chronological and spatial storytelling I will never experience. I can just ask where Daddy has been. I feel and grasp with my sensitive hands, my skin senses temperature everywhere, but through whiskers and fur, she feels the motion of the air across her entire body.
I can see the birds on the power lines at the end of the street clearly.
When she looks up at night, though they are blurry and soft, she can see forty thousand brilliant stars.
Twenty thousand, only half are visible.
I'm guessing wildly at this, but this is the Large Magellanic Cloud, the best photo I could find showing visibility up to magnitude 8.
Then my approximation of a human view at magnitude 6 from a dark sky site.
Then the same for a cat with blurry vision who can't see all the colors.
Worse than napkin math, but resources for this were strangely hard to find, and I'm not an expert, so don't take any of this as accurate.
But any way you cut it, her sky is so bright and everything is soft and blurred together, like trying to concentrate on something in a dream.
The stars don't move or smell like anything. She doesn't look up while we are outside. I'd be kind of spooked if she did. Instead of stargazing, she spends half an hour cataloging various pisses from the strays and listening to what I think is the sound of the geckos that live in the stonework and creepers.
I cannot perceive these things, but they matter to her, and from the way she lies on the needlework I'm trying to finish, I know she cares about my interests also. The geckos, the pissing, the sewing, the stars, it is all equally important. It all merges in a soft, blurry, bright mass.
We sit in the grass and I get bitten by mosquitoes while she peeps and trills at me in the dark that isn't dark at all.
Nigerian Pride 🏳️🌈🇳🇬
I meant to have this out yesterday. Happy belated pride. :)
I'm glad you all like the Nigeria Pride post!
Originally, I went in worried the opposite would happen. Growing up, I've been taught that Nigeria, the country, is homophobic. (I was born in America.) But over time, I learned that there's tons of other queer Nigerians; some are out, and some are in the closet 😭.
I'm also not used to this much attention, lol
Thank you all!
ALL. OF. THIS.
There is a very specific kind of sadness in realizing your parents loved you, and still did not always know how to meet your emotional needs.
Because it is confusing. It would almost feel easier if there was no love there at all. But sometimes there was love. In the way they tried to protect you. In the sacrifices they made. In the ways they worried about you, cared for you, wanted a good life for you.
And at the same time, there were still things missing.
Maybe comfort did not come in the way you needed it to. Maybe your feelings were not always understood, or noticed, or handled gently. Maybe you learned to keep certain parts of yourself quiet because it felt easier than trying to explain them.
That kind of hurt is difficult because it does not always come from cruelty. Sometimes it comes from people who loved you deeply, but did not know how to emotionally connect in the ways you needed. People carrying their own wounds, limitations, fears, or ways of surviving.
And you are allowed to acknowledge both truths at once.
You are allowed to recognize their love and still grieve what you needed but did not receive. Those things do not cancel each other out.
Forgiveness, for a lot of people, is not pretending nothing hurt you. It is slowly accepting that someone can love you and still fall short of understanding you completely.
That does not make your pain dramatic. It does not make them monsters either. Sometimes it just means everyone was trying with the emotional tools they had, and some of those tools were not enough.
And I think many people quietly carry guilt for still feeling hurt by parents they know tried their best. But being loved imperfectly can still leave wounds. It makes sense that it affected you.
At the same time, you do not have to stay trapped only in anger forever either. Sometimes healing looks like understanding that your parents were human before they were parents. People shaped by their own experiences, their own upbringing, their own emotional gaps.
That understanding does not erase your feelings. It just softens the sharp edges around them a little.
You deserved emotional safety. You deserved gentleness. You deserved to feel understood, comforted, and emotionally close to the people raising you.
And if they could not fully give that to you, it is okay to mourn it.
But I hope you also know this: the love you needed is still something you can experience in your life. Through other people. Through chosen family. Through the way you learn to treat yourself now.
The story does not end at what you did or did not receive growing up.
You are still allowed softness after all of it 🤍
You 🫵 person in Europe who’s finding it unseasonably hot and you suddenly don’t know what to wear on, like, a hot train.
You’re going to go on Vinted or eBay and put in “made in Italy”, “moda Italia” or (translation of same.) add the search term “silk top.”
What you want are tops that consist of these really thin jersey vest tops with a floaty pure silk layer over them. You’re looking to spend £8-20. You might need to specify “floaty” or “lagenlook.”
There will usually be a healthy secondhand collection of these online. Try to get a pure silk overlayer if you can - some of them are silk blended with viscose.
You’ll probably find the designs kinda mid or old-lady-ish. Don’t worry too much about this. They’ll actually look pretty cool on, and everyone will be jealous of your freedom from suffering.
These tops will keep you much cooler than skimpier ones.
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My grandma just called and, among other things, said “You have hips. That’s good! Men like hips!” and then she interrupted herself to say “Women like hips. People of your preferred gender like hips. I can never remember” And I was like “Thanks grandma! My preferred gender is none of them, no thanks.” and she was like “Okay, no one will comment on your hips!” very self satisfied, like “aha, I have figured it out” I think like half her grandkids are some variety of not-straight and she can’t always remember which is which but she is the epitome of like “she’s a little confused, but she’s got the spirit!”
Update: I gave it some thought and my estimate was wrong. Of the grandkids that are out, it’s 1/3, not ½
I told my grandma that I’d told my friends about what she said and that some of y’all had said you wished she was your grandma, and she said “Well, you can never have too many grandkids!” So like…consider her your honorary grandma* I guess? *if you want an honorary grandma, that is
Update on my grandma: I told her my hair was standing up, but instead of straight line it was diagonal and she said “That’s okay, you’ve never been straight!” and then laughed so hard at her own joke I thought she was going to drop the phone
Happy almost pride month! Have my confused-but-supportive grandma!
An update: my grandma just called me to ask if I knew it was pride month
Happy pride month!!