YOU ARE THE REASON
One Nice Bug Per Day
Love Begins
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Product Placement
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Andulka
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Peter Solarz
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
noise dept.
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@kanga-ruth
I GOT A FUCKING RAISE THE POTATO WORKED WTF
This potato works. Every. Fucking. Time.
Reblogging because it’s a damn potato and I want to encourage people to assume potatoes are magical.
w-what if potato is actually lucky
i need a lucky potato
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Oh hey! Haven’t seen this in forever! Didn’t reblog it when it came across me before, not gonna skip it this time, I need some good vibes.
Tumblr Code.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
always reblog tumblr identification
good god this just crossed my dash in the year of our lord 2023
I LIKE YOUR SHOELACES??? IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2024??
Let’s take it to 4 million, folks!
almost there!
TO 4 MILLION!!!!!!!!!
THE ORIGINAL SHOELACES POST?? ON MY DASH IN 2024??
@highladyluck
Gods bless the post. :)
(Remembering with pleasure when I got to do this last year with an auditorium full of people at Finncon in Tampere.)
Okay, so I know Eurovision proper doesn't kick off until tomorrow, but oh my god, the second semi-final contained this gem of a clip.
Guys, they had Moomins... LEEKSPINNING!
Also can I just mention how much I adore Petra Mede...
Reblog if you still ship Arthur/Eames
Why wouldn’t I ship Arthur/Eames
Betty White Kittyface
there's laundry to do and a genocide to stop by vinay krishnan
Ok, so hear me out... if Team Rocket are always blasting off at the speed of light, does that cause the weird time dilation effects that stop everyone from aging?
come watch eurovision we got:
funky uncle squad ready to throw hands with the nearest dictator
human neon conga line
thor in a toyota
pagan wedding rituals
edgar allan poe
token boyband
tiny woman in a box
possessed barbie dolls
xena, warrior singer
matrix cosplayers
glam rock fire lord ozai
cyberpunk ninjas and modern art sculptures
and lastly, europe when the votes come in
u think eurovision is a competition between european countries but it's a actually a competition between the jury and the people
Okay, but can I talk to you all about Keiino in 2019? They won the public vote *by nearly 50 points* and came *sixth*. And *no one* mentioned it. It was a *travesty*!
Happy Eurovision day!!
Dancing!!!!
Is everyone excited for Eurovision?
Don't forget you can vote tonight no matter where you are!
We had so much fun at the first semi rehearsal on Monday!
A mark on your forehead identifies the god you must worship to stay alive, usually by joining its local church or temple. Your mark is unknown, meaning an old, forgotten god sponsored you. To survive, you must either find an old temple to worship at, or do the arduous task of building a new one
Nobody in your small coastal village has ever seen the Godmark that you were born with. It’s a dark russet sequence of criss-crossing lines, with a vertical arrowhead on the left and a circle on the right, just over where your brow meets your temple. Some of the traders who come down from the mountain say it looks like one of the scripts used in the hinterlands, but not a language that any of them recognize.
“If she’s got the temperament for it, she should try her luck inland,” they advise. “No point her starting a temple here if she’d find her people elsewhere, with a little searching.”
At first, your parents are reluctant to send you away. Though you’re well-behaved and diligent in your chores, you’re a sickly child with no God to worship. And besides, you’ve always been the dreamy type–inclined to lose track of time watching the path of rain droplets chasing down the window, or the fronds of an anemone as it sways in a rock pool.
Instead, they send you to the temple of the Storm to learn all you’ll need for your own God. You are happy there, for a time: making up beds and serving food to the castaways who pass through, keeping vigil at the lighthouse, burning incense and praying with the loyal widows and orphans of the drowned.
One such widow, an old, old lady, touches the mark on your forehead. “I recognise those letters. We wrote this way in the town where I grew up, way off past the mountains.”
Your heartbeat quickens. “What does it say!?”
She squints, eyes engulfed by wrinkles and hidden behind smudged glass. “A… Ar… Oh, I can’t remember how to speak it. I left before I learnt my letters properly. There was a war, you know. But I remember,” she says, mistily, “the most beautiful pink and white flowers used to grow, on the borders of the wheat fields…”
You try to ask more questions, but remembering the war distresses her, and so you speak of other things. When she’s drifted off to sleep, you get to your feet, go home and tell your parents: you are leaving in search of your God.
I’m so mad because this worked
help me roger
Reblogging myself because
Originally posted by gifs-for-the-masses
Reblogging myself because… what was that? Five minutes?
O_O
………my friend has made me curious
help me roger
Update: after I reblogged this someone messaged me offering me tickets to the sold out Hausu screening with a Q&A and autograph session with the director
These never work for me, but here’s to trying.
I don’t believe in these things
But last time I reblogged one ten/fifteen minutes later I got a call offering me a job
But I reblogged it because I was waiting on hearing back from the job. So there you go.
Roger is cute.
Eh Roger is cute I might as well
That fish is so happy it makes me happy.
Puffers are so cute!!!!!!
Pls help me win the Hamilton Lottery Pls
I must pass my German Final tomorrow. I pray to thee Roger
Roger plz get rid of the depression, anxiety and tremors caused by them. That would help a lot.
maybe I’ll find a fucking boyfriend that lives near me and is fucking adorable who knows
Hello fishy my old friend~
Come on Roger, give me luck
This. Worked? Okay, so the luck jumped sideways onto a family member who needed it far more than I do, but it’s one hell of a coincidence.
OMG I had this exact one!
I haven't said much about my realisation that I probably have ADHD but I just saw a post about someone looking for a beta reader and suddenly was hit with the memory of offering to beta read for someone in the Inception fandom (although maybe it was a Warrior fic) year and years ago, and how terrible I was at doing it in a timely fashion and how dreadful I felt about it, and I now realise why.
So, I want to say I'm sorry (although I doubt you still read my blog). I realise now it was just my brain chemistry messing with me.
