BEANS

My head... gone. This is the place I yell into the abyss ~~ She/Her, 20s, thabk you 😌 ~~

[pukicho]

I find it funny when people are just standing around. Like what are you doing, Just standing around? LOL

[nightlyescapades]

It is not my fault that the person who wrote my code had me stand in this exact spot, doing nothing, for 3 hours. If your so miffed about it fist fight my creator. •-•

[lotusgaze]

jason todd…❤️

[my-dailydreams]

[waitingforthesunrise]

Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.

[creative-anchorage]

[sycamorality]

would anyone's imaginary cheetah be friends with mine...

[arsonstick]

my imaginary cheetah would be friends with yours

[sycamorality]

okay!

[ace-disgrace-on-the-case]

There’s something so uniquely terrifying about memory issues. I feel like my self is slipping away from me.

[ace-disgrace-on-the-case]

Here’s the thing I feel like a lot of folks don’t get: I’m not trying to forget what you said. Honestly, I really tried not to. I can’t control what I do and don’t remember—forgetting things just happens. It’s annoying for you, I know, but for me it’s distressing as hell and when you make a big deal out of it rather than just reminding me you make me feel ashamed. I’ll remember that, at least.

It costs you nothing to be kind to people with memory problems. Please. It’s scary enough without people treating memory lapses as a personal failing.

[ace-disgrace-on-the-case]

Hey, reblog this version instead, please!

[aropride]

please god let chatgpt die out like nfts did. With a fast and graceless fall into irrelevancy

[bladespark]

Like to charge, reblog to cast.

[atwotonedbird]

This spell has a very low hit ratio, so we need a lot of us to do it.

[decemberwinter]

what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?

would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?

[animentality]

[poppyseed-art]

[fatfangs]

the way im incapable of having a conversation about weight with normal people. those conversations feel like a mine field because there are no right answers. im not gonna feel sorry for you that you gained weight and i dont have any dieting tips and your self depreciating weight jokes arent funny and i dont feel like congratulating you on your weight loss with how mean to your past self you are being and it doesnt feel good that you think that me wanting to gain weight is weird or stupid. sorry

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

[nightlyescapades]

This is the funniest shit I have ever read. I need more of this. Please

[josephbrassey]

“Haha remember when murder-hornets were gonna be a thing? What a nothingburger.”

Yes, because the Washington state government activated like a sleeper-cell and ruthlessly, systematically hunted them down and annihilated them.

“Y2K came to nothing amirite?”

Yes because an army of software engineers working around the clock, losing sleep, and busting ass till the last minute prevented it from happening.

“Remember the hole in the ozone layer?”

You mean the one that was fixed through rigorous world wide government action?

One of the root problems of our society is a refusal or inability by media to articulate that all those “it’s gonna be an apocalypse” disasters were not disasters because we collectively did something about them.

The good news is this is actually quite correctable. I maintain my firm belief that we as humans are capable of solving almost all of our problems, when we decide to do so.

And I still think that’s going to happen. I don’t know when or how, but I do know that abandoning hope won’t help bring it about.

And I refuse to let the cynics own a chunk of my heart.

[gudamor]

Happy Smallpox Eradication Day

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

“you cannot ship these two fictional characters because—” actually I can because they are not real people. they are just toys I play with. you cannot apply real-world morality to fiction or how strangers play with their imaginary toys in their imaginary sandboxes.

you can, however, curate your own internet experience by minding your own business, muting/blocking/scrolling past what upsets you but does not hurt anyone in real life in any way, shape or form.

[reveries0fmine]

Just one more — Jason Todd

pairing: jason todd x gn!reader synopsis: getting out of bed in the morning is never easy with him... cw: none, fluff, established relationship, jason being clingy wc: 600 a/n: wrote this half asleep, so it's ass but idc art creds: the talented @ciricearts! Jason masterlist

You slam your palm against your alarm before it can ring a second time—a habit you’ve developed out of your hatred for it.

You take a moment before stretching and yawning. The heavy arm draped over your waist twitches before it tightens its grip on you. You let your head fall back and sigh.

Not again.

He nuzzles closer, slotting his face right in the crook of your neck.

“Baby?” You whisper.

No response.

“Jay,” you mutter, a little louder.

He stirs, his eyes fluttering open. He lets out a groggy groan.

“‘S too early… go back to sleep,” he mumbles, his words slurring together as he speaks against your neck.

“No, it’s not early. I have work in two hours. So could you please get off me? I need to get ready.”

“Don’t go, stay with me.” He finally pulls away and looks up at you with those hypnotizing green eyes.

They’re dim and half-lidded from sleep, and his hair is sticking up in all directions.

You smile at the sight. He always made it hard to get out of bed.

“I can’t, you know that.” You lean down to kiss his forehead.

He seems to take that as an invitation because he immediately props himself up with his arms and moves to loom over you, before peppering your face, jaw and neck with lazy, sloppy kisses.

“Jason—“ you click your tongue in annoyance.

“Yes?” He asks in between pecks.

“We’re not doing this again— get off me!”

He pulls back to stare down at you with a serious expression, as if this were life or death to him.

“Just gimme a minute,” he mutters before leaning down again, this time meeting your lips with his, effectively stealing the air right out of your lungs.

He breaks the kiss for just a second to stare at you, before diving back in.

You turn your head to the side, making him miss his target, but he instead just resorts to pressing a tender kiss to your cheek.

“I’m gonna be late!”

“Jus’ one more, please.” He mumbles, chasing your lips and splitting them apart with his tongue. He swallows the little gasp that escapes you.

You kiss him back, letting him have this one. When he's finally done, you speak again.

“Satisfied? Can I go now?”

He looks down at you, eyes foggy and face blank. “... fine." he releases you, and you take the opportunity to quickly get up before he can change his mind.

He slumps against the mattress again, face smooshed against the pillow.

You make your way to the bathroom to shower and get ready.

Once you come back out, you rummage through the dresser and find your clothes.

Finally done, you make your way back to his side of the bed. He's still half asleep.

"Jay," you whisper.

He lets out a small hum, his eyebrows lifting, as he opens one of his eyes to look at you.

"I'm gonna go now, okay? Leftovers are in the fridge." you brush his hair out of his forehead, and cup his jaw, before landing a soft kiss on his lips.

You try to pull away, but his arm has already snaked itself behind your neck, keeping you close to him. His other hand finds your hip, and he tugs you back down on the bed with him.

You gasp, and try to get out of his hold but it's no use. "Jason, I have to go!—" you mumble against his lips.

"I know, just give me a minute," he breathes out.

You giggle despite being mildly irritated, unable to help yourself.

Maybe you should make him sleep on the couch from now to avoid having to deal with this.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

I think ao3 is literally the only site where no censorship means no censorship. you can post the most vile things on there — things that will get taken down on any other platforms — and ao3 will protect you, your works, and your rights to create whatever you want, however you want.

and no, this isn’t me saying “write that messed up, disgusting thing” because while, yes, write it if it’s what you want (I myself enjoy writing dark fics, something I believe would be considered “vile” to a lot of people), this is me saying in a world of censorship and capitalism, ao3 really is a treasure.

everybody say thank you ao3

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

reblog if you love ao3 exactly how it is and you don’t want it to “update” or change in any way♡

[ladyorlandodream]

[aru]

Tumblr Code.

[geekishchic]

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

[worldheritagepostorganization]

World Heritage Post