kise server lei banaya si kaafi der pehla, teh vala sohna laga ehsli ethe vi post kardenaa,,,
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kise server lei banaya si kaafi der pehla, teh vala sohna laga ehsli ethe vi post kardenaa,,,
jime tash wale design jeh hunde aa,,,,mataan teh ayesha lei banavaan nah? fir apna bag teh lamka dini,,,XD
yawrrrr ji karda ehna da kush sketch banavaan,,,,,
Okay just in case there's people on tumblr who were too little in 2016 to actually remember it yourself, I cannot stress enough that the clown sightings were a thing. That's not a bit that people just made up like pretending that people in camo are invisible. This is a real tweet from the time:
what if I made an insta acc 4 milo but it's just me cosplaying him n posting shitty selfies taken w a 2015 vivo y51
would it ruin the immersion ??if his hair's solid black? I don't wanna bleach my hair >~<
ONCE I"M DONE W THIS SEMESTER I"M MAKING A SPACEHEY 4 MILO. HE"D CONVINCE AGATE 2 MAKE ONE TOO I MIGHT MAKE ONE CHARACTERISTIC OF HER TOO
JUST A FEW DAYS LEFT !!!!!!!!!
what if I made an insta acc 4 milo but it's just me cosplaying him n posting shitty selfies taken w a 2015 vivo y51
the anti-ai oath
(with your hand in a bunch of pages of ao3’s source code)
I [tumblr or ao3 username], do solemnly swear that all my slop is my own, and that no ai was ever used in the creation of it,
and that while it may be shit, it is my shit, created with my own two paws.
I acknowledge should I ever break this oath, I will be banned from ao3 for life, and will face execution by firing squad.
amen.
gay men.
my phone isn’t charging even though i plugged her innnnn dramatic ass bitch. YOUR PUSSY IS FILLED! WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT
Can you stop bouncing and moaning on it 😐 please for the love of god
i see now that i shouldn’t have made this post on tumblr. specifically.
chescak,
sportval akitoya magazine🧡💙
headcanon that zircon was a father but eventually lost his child somehow (idk man shitty healthcare or smth) while they were hella young
self-awareness check, list five things you like that aren't media pieces in the tags now ‼️
Every time I'm forced by circumstance to hand-sew something, I remember a fairytale I once read. There are lead-up shenanigans as the humble protagonist helps small animals and meets the princess and all that, but in the climax, the princess rigs a contest for her hand by setting her own task: sew her a dress in a single night.
The noble suitors, who have never sewn a thing in their lives, sabotage themselves by their own ambitions: they choose difficult fabrics to work with and cut huge, elaborate patterns and select gems and pearls and beads to sew onto it, and snip such long bits of thread that they lose time detangling their stitches, and ultimately resort to pinning bits together as they run out of time, so that their offerings initially look beautiful and flashy, but when the princess tries them on they stick her with pin ends and fall apart as she moves.
The humble protagonist uses a very simple pattern without embellishments and sews using short lengths of thread (snipped off and threaded for him by little birds of course) which don't tangle and therefore save time. His dress is plain by contrast, but holds together and the princess is able to move freely in it, and so he wins the contest and her hand.
I particularly think about the bit about threading the needle with shorter lengths of thread, needing to tie off more often but avoiding tangles and thereby saving time.
I then ignore that piece of wisdom passed down through who knows how many years and proceed to cut the longest damn length of thread I can manage because I hate tying off beginning or ending knots and I will not subject myself to more of that even if it does mean more tangles along the way.
Interaction witnessed at post office today:
Elderly lady mail clerk and young customer are chatting. Customer says, "oh! I'm wearing my boss's coat right now, give me something weird to put in the pocket!" Others within earshot all start looking for something because, hey, important quest. Mail clerk finally reaches under counter, pulls out a large roll of labels, and tears one off.
Twas this