And they showed me a world

Where I could be so dependable    Oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical  (I am 18+ lol)  (Here's my Zazzle if anyone cares: https://www.zazzle.com/store/ms_mms_mercantile)

[magicxxxv]

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[minkytaro]

happy neil banging out the tunes day!

[writing-prompt-s]

You are a mystery detective that solves fake monster crimes. When you finally meet real monsters, they reward you for being their most trusted agent against identity crimes

[writing-prompt-s]

The prince has been cursed, forcing him to live the rest of his life as a woman. At least that's the story the royal family is going with, because apparently an "unbreakable genderswap curse" is (sadly) much more acceptable than the princess being trans.

[an-aura-about-you]

For all of Roald Dahl's flaws, that man knew what children abused by their parents and caretakers wanted to read: the child protagonist getting adopted by a loving family and the abusers getting their comeuppance, occasionally fatally so.

And this is why the book James and the Giant Peach is better than the movie. It didn't make us wait for it.

[mirbisduschoen]

BTAS Earth-2 crossover idea: H.A.R.D.A.C. but more like Wittgenstein, but with synth bodies to experience the outside

[writing-prompt-s]

The witch cursed you to become a monster so that your outsides would reflect your character. Your home town took this news better than you would've thought. A lot better. You're more popular than ever and got immediately swamped by marriage proposals from just about everyone available in town.

[corpsman-of-arts]

[sharkflan]

sometimes the lighting makes it look like he has one little tooth and i think that’s kinda cute

[deceasedcardinal]

[fagcrisis]

i hate the word spicy can we bring back calling things erotic

[maryoliveoil]

rolling up to Wendy's to get an erotic chicken sandwich

[mossworm]

I like when Pheidole ants do the thing with the head

[bloodandichorandmemes]

I was curious about how accurate this is and am pleased to report it is extremely accurate

[boopsbucket]

[cait-lame]

IHust wiOke upmy whol hOUSSe

[disasterlarper]

I’m telling this story again b/c fuck it but anyways I was playing D&D and one of my friends went “brown bear brown bear what do you see” and on cue three of us turn to him and like, death metal screech “ALLLL”.

The dude goes completely pale faced. I saw true horror in his eyes. 

He didn’t know the joke.

So apparently dude just had three of his best friends demonically screech at him for no goddamn reason.

I do not think I will ever cause that level of sheer terror and confusion ever again in my life.

[mostlysignssomeportents]

Travis McGee on Enshittifcation (1974):

There is something self-destructive about Western technology and distribution. Whenever any consumer object is so excellent that it attracts a devoted following, some of the slide rule and computer types come in on their twinkle toes and take over the store, and in a trice they figure out just how far they can cut quality and still increase the market penetration. Their reasoning is that it is idiotic to make and sell a hundred thousand units of something and make a profit of thirty cents a unit, when you can increase the advertising, sell five million units, and make a nickel profit a unit. Thus the very good things of the world go down the drain, from honest turkey to honest eggs to honest tomatoes. And gin.

[benndragon]

It's gotten worse. They used to be fine with less profit per unit if they were moving so many more units, but that isn't good enough anymore. No, they need to cut corners on production costs until it more than covers the cost of the additional advertising - cut wages, use worse materials, continually charge to rent it instead of it being a one-time purchase. If they're not increasing the profit per unit along with the number of units, they're considered failures. It's capitalism gone cancerous

[jerico3193]

[frizz01percy]

this should be the most reblogged post on tumblr before it dies

[xan-thos-blog]

We need to reblog this so much that the post breaks

[bittymoonbear-deactivated201807]

Do not like

[secret-unicorn-sierra-blog]

Keep. Reblogging.

[dawn-machine-official]

If we reblog enough we could save it

[vwidjojo]

Reblogged at 1.7 M notes

[weirdo09]

reblogged at 1.8M notes

[earhartsease]

how did this lose over 5k notes

[cybermax]

I’m glad we cost Yahoo 2 billion dollars.

[cybernetic-divinity-deactivated]

it’s like a perfectly preserved body at Pompei

[jjsbizarreadveyj]

Finding this on my normal dash is like taking a stroll through the Park and suddently stumbeling upon the Codex Hammurabi just lying there.

[khepiari]

we are still reblogging

[mysticmilktea]

Yahoo’s 2 billion dollar hemorrhage. The Jacksfilms gif. Someone with a TFIOS profile pic. This is like a tumblr yearbook photo.

[dcxdpdabbles]

Dick: YOU!

Danny: Me?

Dick: I'LL KILL YOU!!!

Danny: I mean you can try you're best but I'm already half way there.

Dick: You destroyed Haly's Circus!

Danny: Ohhhh, you're one of them!

Dick: Yes I am-

Danny: Odd. There aren't any angry spirits around you. Did you not know the real reason that circus existed?

Dick: What are you babbling about-

Danny: It was a breeding ground for a super-secret rich organization to train children and then steal them to turn into undead weapons. Some of the spirits of past victims came to me asking for vengeance. I joined the circus just to track the organization and kill everyone involved. Not my fault, that was most of the circus folk.

Dick: LIAR

Danny: Don't believe me or do, I don't care. All that matters is that I killed everyone involved with that little plan. And I mean everyone. I have quite the collection of white masks.

Dick: I'LL KILL YOU-

Danny: Cute. Try your best. Countless others have attempted to end me and none have ever succeeded * Shifts into Phantom and Flies away*

Dick yelling after him: I WILL CHASE YOU TO THE ENDS OF THE WORLD. YOU WILL DIE BY MY HANDS

Danny yelling back : YOU'RE ADORABLE

[mapsontheweb]

The black areas represent the remaining natural dark skies in the United States

[largedad]

[impossiblepackage]

I’ve been in the middle of the ocean at night and now live in texas and it is so hard to explain to people that no, they have not ever seen the night sky. It is so hard to explain to people that what they think is a proper night sky is fucking pathetic. A disgrace.

People talk about how you can’t see stars in the city and yeah, that’s true, but their concept of “seeing stars” is being able to make out orion’s belt.

So, so few people have see the sky in all its glory and it’s not sad. It’s a fucking crime. Seeing a perfectly dark night, no clouds, not a hint of light pollution? That’s a fucking religious experience.

The sky the vast vast majority of us grew up with is not the sky that inspired us to look up. It is not the sky that inspired constellations. You can’t even see most constellations.

Your ancestors looked at the night sky and said “surely, that is where the gods must live.” And you might be lucky if you can see hardly more than a handful of stars.

The sky is full, fucking FULL, of stars, and you’ve never seen them.

[bisquid]

I remember the first time I saw a properly dark sky and was like ‘oh that’s why it’s called the milky way’ and promptly started to cry

When we were on a field trip to the middle of the red sea, I remember us all crowding at the end of the boat that didn’t have lights and just lying on our backs and staring

When you see a properly dark starscape

You understand why people wrote poems and made up legends and built rockets and said heaven’s in the sky

The universe is infinite. So are the stars

[bisquid]

I’m trying to find a picture on google images to show you what I mean and I can’t find any

You think of the night sky like fairy lights on black velvet, but it’s not it’s not it’s like, like, dust in sunlight, like - I can’t find the words.

The stars are everywhere, like sugar, like glitter, like dust. You can’t find the constellations at first, not because you can’t recognise them, but because there’s so many stars you can’t pick out the familiar line of Orion’s belt. The North star has gone from bright familiarity to almost vanishing among a thousand, a hundred thousand, a million other lights. The milky way is a line of light arcing across the sky like a moon-trail on water only infinitely, infinitely bigger.

And for the first time in your life you’ll understand why people call it a dome, because it is, it’s three dimensional in exactly the way a city skyscape isn’t.

You’ll understand why Luthien Tinúviel danced under starlight, not moonlight, why people in a time before we knew the earth was round still looked up and wondered and built telescopes and dreamed about the stars.

The stars are endless and ancient and infinite and you will stand with your head craned back and your rucksack forgotten at your feet and you’ll feel like you’re falling upwards into that great bright sky like it’s calling you home and you’ll wonder how you ever thought the stars were beautiful before tonight when all you’d ever seen were the naked empty skyscapes of your home. And you’ll cry and you’ll spend the rest of your time there gazing up and wondering and imagining what it would be like to stand among those bright silver flecks

And then you’ll come home, and look up, and fall in a different kind of love with that handful of blazing stars to stubborn to be outdone by the whole of human invention, leading you home despite the light pollution and the clouds and the endless bustle of this shrinking planet.

[5c0l0p3ndr4]

this is not a shot from a space telescope overlayed behind a woods, or anything. that’s not the sky as kepler or hubble or james webb see it. that’s the sky from a dark sky park in michigan. that’s the view you are missing out on from right here on earth. that’s the view that has been stolen from you.

[mckitterick]

I fell in love with the sky as a child growing up in western Minnesota, miles from a small town, near a massive lake and just downhill from an 18-hole golf course - the pure darkness broken only by a single bright light I could escape by hauling my telescope up that hill or into a nearby field

I’d often set an alarm to wake me in the middle of the night, so it was as dark as possible and my eyes as dark-adapted as they coud get, and starlight alone was enough to guide me

that’s what’s been taken from us all

[cosmo-the-ethyrian]

OH OKAY so actually im fully ugly crying snotty-sobbing about this. what

[i-like-reblog-maps]

this post was inflicted upon me so now i’m inflicting it on all of you

(full map of ~75k is too much for me to load, but i got to 40k! very laggy, but worth it.)

[seraph5]

When I was younger I hiked to machu pitcchu and that was the first time I’d seen a night sky without light pollution. I remember thinking that it looked like someone had spilled countless diamonds on black velvet. I’ll never forget it.