The art of mindless embroidery.
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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The art of mindless embroidery.
by @ toolbburs (no pronouns in bio).
Jane Franklin at the arctic council
the thing about getting out of the torment nexus is that you do start thinking "man if you ignore the torment i used to have a lot of fun in the torment nexus"
yes... ha ha ha... yes!
adult backpack wearers of the world unite
Sometimes you hear a song and a fic pops into your head full formed. This is a trap. The fic may be fully formed in your brain, but you still Have to write it down. This is an important step that most people forget about.
not now honey, mommy’s yearning for something that once was and will never be again
first day as a 20th century polar explorer i’m selected to go on the super special sledging trip with my polycule but succumb to scurvy and my preexisting heart condition i will never tell anybody about and they have to carry me back to the ship. second day as a 20th century polar explorer the dominant member of my polycule convinces my favorite boyfriend to vote me out survivor-style and send me home on the invalid ship so i am now a bitter 27 year-old divorceé. third day as a 20th century polar explorer i’m begging wealthy widows for money but my evil gay kleptomaniac brother aids in the theft of the crown jewels of ireland and shames the family so nobody will give me a ship. fourth day as a 20th century polar explorer one of my benefactors makes me bring a huge fuckoff car to antarctica and i run out of space for food so all of my men almost starve and the car doesn’t even work. fifth day as a 20th century polar explorer my evil ex dies and i finally get to go back to the pole but my ship gets fucked and i have to spend 2 years dragging my men home and when i get back the royal geographical society are still publicly cucking me and nobody cares because of wwi. sixth day as a 20th century polar explorer i round up the boys for one last hurrah but die of that same preexisting condition before we can even get anywhere like a #boss. which is also what they call me.
A YA romantasy writer filed suit against another writer for copyright infringement, and as is always the case with these things, she padded her claims with delusionally spurious examples. The judge issued a 160-page ruling against the plaintiff where you can tell from the start how resentful they (or whatever clerk actually did the work) are to have been forced by duty to have read the works in question.
The case is Freeman v. Deebs-Elkenany for anyone interested. It was heard in the Southern District of New York and these excerpts are a fantastic example of the joy you will find in the 157 page decision. It’s on Justia for anyone who wants a laugh.
getting fixated on something is funny because the first like week i have an insatiable need to tell everyone i know about it and spread the good word but by weeks 2 and 3 it becomes so intense and personal that even hearing it mentioned in public makes me sweat as if a dark secret was alluded to
[no beers in] do you think im ever going to belong somewhere
i hate that inactivity decays things. just stay the same until i get back!!!!!!!!!
love that show. the error.
Spelling mistakes? I guarantee neither of us saw those at 3:00 AM Monday Morning.
You know that thing would eat you if you died, right? *pointing to the false image of you that others perceive*
babe wake up ao3 came up with the only funny april fools joke in the history of the world