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When I was ten years old, a dog bit the back of my head. The doctor said, within earshot but out of sight – he didn’t think I could hear him – that had the dog’s teeth been a little longer, they could have gone in under my skull. Hit my brain stem. Killed me, crippled me.
I don’t know whether or not he was right. All I know is that for a decade and a half after that, I harbored a complete and unreasoning terror of dogs. It didn’t matter how big they were, or how tame, or how kind. Someone else could assure me that they were the best dog in the world, that they knew the dog, that he would never hurt anyone, and it didn’t matter, because I was convinced that any dog could suddenly turn on me, bite me hard enough to kill me.
There were two dogs I slowly learned to trust during that time period. And, eventually, I learned to understand dogs again, to understand their body language, to like them again, because my husband convinced me to get a puppy, to raise a dog from when it was small, that this would help me get over my fear.
No one ever told me I was crazy or irrational for not wanting to be around dogs after I’d been attacked and nearly killed by one. No one. For fifteen years, it was understandable that I would be afraid – terribly, unreasoningly afraid – of dogs. A dog attacked me. I bore the traumatic scars. I found dogs terrifying, unpredictable. I could not trust any of them – no matter how kind they’d been to my friends, no matter how well-recommended they came or how well they’d been raised – not to turn on me and injure me.
When I was fifteen, I was raped.
Do I even need to finish this?
Every time donald trump comes up in conversation I make damn sure to mention that he’s a violent rapist. I don’t want anyone forgetting that.
IS HE not surprising but I’d never heard that before ??
TW for rape, violent assault:
“After a painful scalp reduction surgery to remove a bald spot, Donald Trump confronted his then-wife, who had previously used the same plastic surgeon.
“Your fucking doctor has ruined me!” Trump cried.
What followed was a “violent assault,” according to Lost Tycoon. Donald held back Ivana’s arms and began to pull out fistfuls of hair from her scalp, as if to mirror the pain he felt from his own operation. He tore off her clothes and unzipped his pants.
“Then he jams his penis inside her for the first time in more than sixteen months. Ivana is terrified… It is a violent assault,” Hurt writes. “According to versions she repeats to some of her closest confidantes, ‘he raped me.’”
Following the incident, Ivana ran upstairs, hid behind a locked door, and remained there “crying for the rest of night.” When she returned to the master bedroom in the morning, he was there.
“As she looks in horror at the ripped-out hair scattered all over the bed, he glares at her and asks with menacing casualness: ‘Does it hurt?’”
Trumps lawyer on the incident: “You’re talking about the front-runner for the GOP, presidential candidate, as well as a private individual who never raped anybody. And, of course, understand that by the very definition, you can’t rape your spouse.”
So basically not only did he violently rape her, it was dismissed with the claim that it is impossible for someone to rape their spouse, which we all know is bullshit.
This is horrible thank you for taking the time to find that for me. I am disgusted
He is a terrible human being, racist piece of shit, rapist, and still an overwhelming amount of people want him to be president. Frankly, it’s terrifying. I will move country if he becomes president.
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‘There’s no need to call me ‘Sir’, Professor’ is hands down the most savage thing Harry has ever said or done
Like I honestly don’t think JKR gave it the reaction it deserved. Ron would be cheering and high fiving everybody. Dean and Seamus would be hugging and crying. Neville would be screaming
Don’t ever be in a relationship with someone who is perfectly fine with going hours/days without talking to you.
what? hours? what does this post mean? i think it’s healthy to have time apart and still be able to love each other without constantly having to talk or see eachother. you shouldn’t be that dependent on someone or rely on them to give you a sense of security and comfort whenever you need it because that’s not realistic
Says someone who is probably neurotypical and doesn’t have dependency issues lmao
“Dependency issues” isn’t an excuse to expect someone to talk to you 24/7 100% of the time. You can’t make your mental illnesses someone else’s cage. People need time and distance sometimes. Just cause you’re depressed or have anxiety or any other kind of mental illness that makes you codependent doesn’t mean that your partner has to sacrifice their own happiness and sanity for you. Codependency is toxic. Not being able to let your partner breathe is toxic. Being upset because your boyfriend didn’t reply to you for two hours is not okay. You can’t use your illnesses against other people, it isn’t fair.
Definitely be okay with someone who can go a couple days without talking. People have lives outside of just you. My boyfriend and i adore each other immensely, but he knows i need a day or two or sometimes a week just to do my thing. We text and call, but not constantly. We dont need that. Never ever date someone who makes you feel guilty for have fucking boundaries.
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dean appreciation week - 6. favorite episode “Say you had a wish. But you never even said it out loud. Like that, uh…that a loved one never died. Or that something awful never happened.”
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i did that adult thing you can do where you buy an entire cake and just eat it
i am eating an entire cake
update: there is more cake than i imagined.
i see now why my parents didn’t let me do this
never do this again
The trick to buying an entire cake and eating it is you don’t eat it all at once.
But, and this is crucial, not because someone else is controlling your portions. Because it’s your cake. Because you don’t have to worry that if you don’t finish it now, somebody will take the rest away. Because you can eat as much cake as you feel like eating and then stop, and the remaining cake will still be there when you want some more. Which may be in an hour or may be in a couple of days.
Own your cake. Cake responsibly.
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we need better sex ed because I know a girl who thought that the female orgasm always involved squirting so she fakes by peeing on guys and this needs to stop
Let her continue
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