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(man, I'm always happy when people commission me their stylish ladies)
RMH

pixel skylines

ellievsbear
Not today Justin
EXPECTATIONS

Kiana Khansmith
art blog(derogatory)

#extradirty
Sade Olutola
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document

shark vs the universe

JVL
we're not kids anymore.
tumblr dot com
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
YOU ARE THE REASON

if i look back, i am lost
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@perpetuallypeturbed
Commission♠️
(man, I'm always happy when people commission me their stylish ladies)
tired goth girl who is absolutely not 'hardly workin'
Cue 800 disaster alarms activating in harrow's brain
Rumi has more pressing matters to attend to at the moment but she is definitely going to need to do some photoshoots and photoshop her in with some pics of Muri or the girls are going to blow many gaskets lol.
cackling at the imagery of a Rumi smiling ever so awkwardly with a thumbs up 😬👍 VERY POORLY photoshopped onto a photo of Muri looking STRANGELY similar 🐺😬 and also awkwardly smiling (why is she doing that) and TRYING to do a thumbs up (why is she doing that)^2 bless you Rumi!!!
Normal owner with her normal dog 👍
my pitch is that she doesn't actually have photoshop so she edits these on powerpoint bc it's what she has access to
girls yearn for popular media with a butch as a main character
she is mostly written by my beautiful butch wife if u even care
a woman in the body doubling discord suddenly said "hey, you with the diamond [emoji didnt show up for me] in your username, i like your profile photo, is it a duck? or a snail? :)"
and poor guy was like "it's uhmm. it's pregnant clippy from microsoft office"
and the woman was like ok im gonna need a minute. and physically on camera walked out of her room
everyone (yes I blazed this post idgaf)) please say happy bday to my fav little beastie, Melly!!!!! <33
🎉 she turns 3 today!!!!! 🎉
THE GOOD PLACE | 1.01
Pit fighter Vi! 😚😚😚🗣️
European green woodpecker/Picus viridis/gröngöling. Värmland, Sweden (21 July 2023).
Eurasian red squirrel/Sciurus vulgaris/ekorre. Värmland, Sweden (21 July 2025).
happy nonbinary visibility day :)))
(via File Photo)
WTF are those obelisks on the right?…
Tasty obelisk fries..
“It’s digestible” has got to be the laziest goal I’ve ever seen achieved by a food product.
“It’s digestible”
“It’s digestible” is pertinent!! Okay, for those of you who haven’t researched Crisco for writing fic about gay sex in the mid-late 60s:
The first-edition of The Joy of Gay Sex, published in 1977, declared, “Vegetable shortening may be the best lubricant, since it is not only greasy but also digestible”[4] Such a statement perhaps gives new meaning to the companies boastful declarations that “Its digestible” and “Crisco has been making life in the kitchen more delicious for years.” Similarly, in the 1978 sex manual The Advocate Guide to Gay Health, Crisco even earned an entry in the book’s index. Discussions of the shortening’s use as an anal lubricant indicate its popularity, with statements such as: “The lubricant, typically the cultic Crisco, must be copious.”[5] In fact, Crisco was so synonomus with gay sex that discos and bars around the world took on the name, such as Crisco Disco in New York City, which was one of the premiere clubs during the 1970s and early 1980s. Other clubs or bathhouses, such as Club Z in Seattle, even featured murals with Crisco. Thus, Crisco was conversely also one of many things that led to the formation of gay identities during the 20th century.
from this essay: http://www.columbia.edu/~sf2220/TT2007/web-content/Pages/drew2.html
The more you know! :D
I have learned a new thing today.
Love this post for so many reasons but most especially because this is from all the way back in 2012 and and yet not a single blog in this thread is deactivated
I enjoy that not only does this have a link to an actual source, but the link still fucking works.
but @rhea314 you didnt include a picture of the crisco disco! AND MY GOD THE DJ BOOTH WAS A GIANT CRISCO CAN!
Go dance and get fisted. Fucking iconic.
Love the gay history, but i just wanna correct that the “it’s digestible” in the gay stuff was a reference to crisco’s tagline it had been using since 1911, the actual meaning of its digestible is because it’s main competition came from “enhanced” lards which were rendered pig fat mixed with non food thickeners that literally did not digest and caused people to basically just shit out pig cream, since crisco was veggie based the body digested it along with the food
And in case you were still wondering, @mudwerks.. Tuna Croquettes
This post is the opposite of net zero information. Not only did I learn several new facts about gay history but also we rounded our way back to the original question of the tag line and the mini obelisks.
It’s a net profit of information. 12/10 post
Lena Luthor = useless lesbian.
I got inspired by @bibinella art, so all love goes to them.
truly wild how driving really does become like piloting a mech after a while. like it sounds so car-bro-y but the car genuinely does become like an extension of your body. your muscles are simply making the correct micro-movements to perfectly manouvre a giant piece of machinery through a constantly moving maze while your brain is busy singing karaoke. you can physically feel when a gap is too small for your car-sona to fit through, like a cat putting its whiskers into a crevice. your brain is suddenly able to do on-the-fly s=d/t calculations in a milisecond and tell you exactly how quickly you need to move to avoid an oncoming vehicle while turning across the road. why does driving unlock the unused 89% of my brain
What the hell.
Is that what driving is for most people? I looked in the notes expecting to see a bunch of bewildered reactions but everyone is agreeing with OP and it's not that I don't believe you, but like.
I drove for years and hated every second of it because I was constantly aware of the fact that I was in charge of a massive chunk of speeding steel and glass capable of causing death if I sneezed at the wrong moment. Not for a single second did the car feel like a part of me. Driving always felt deeply unnatural and highly dangerous. It is indeed Wild to think that the vast majority of people apparently smoothly mind-meld with their car.
No wonder I hate driving so much. Everyone else is having a fun Carsona drift experience while I'm strapped into the pilot seat of a complicated memory game whose penalty for losing is dismemberment.
DID SOMEBODY SAY DOMESTIC SUPERCORP???