All right I've been thinking about my goals for 2026 and I believe I have them:
Make out more
Work less
More often than not, reject despair
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All right I've been thinking about my goals for 2026 and I believe I have them:
Make out more
Work less
More often than not, reject despair
Red Herring - ever shifting to capture a room's attention, but always fish °‧ 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 ·。
Two of the best kinds of fanfictions have gotta be:
Fic written by someone with a bone-deep understanding of the characters, the setting, and the questions the story raises
Same as above, but with the author's incredibly specific hobby/job/research focus/special interest as an AU
Brown taffeta going-away dress and cape
not earlier than 1890
Made by dressmaker, Miss Lizzie Morrissey, Minneapolis
Minnesota Historical Society
I just have to lock in and get through my to-do list and then I'll start my new system with a clean slate and everything will be better.
Me, replying to every malingering email in my inbox: "It's going to be such a relief to clear this out finally!"
Everyone I'm replying to sending a response at the same time because I emailed them at the same time: ...
I'll set a calendar event for two weeks ahead of time and two days ahead of time so I won't forget.
If I just remember to do it every day it'll become a habit and I won't have to think about it.
I'll just stay at my desk until all of my tasks are done for the day and then they won't build up.
That's important, let me write it down on my hand so I can't ignore it.
If I skip lunch I'll catch up a little bit and I won't have to stay late or start early to stay on top of things.
I think if I work late all week that'll get me through the backlog and then I just have to keep up.
This banged on Twitter (my first hit tweet!!! Thank you twitter user wiredlemon for sparking the idea) so imma put it here too
Full version under cut
“Why shouldn't we, so generally addicted to the gigantic, at last have some small works of art, some short poems, short pieces of music [...], some intimate, low-voiced, and delicate things in our mostly huge and roaring, glaring world?” ― Elizabeth Bishop
i’m sincerely always saying this
this reads like disco elysium dialogue
ID 1: A comment on a recipe that reads: “Just put this bread into the oven for the first time. What on earth does” “satin-smooth” mean? I am not a painter or a communist, I cannot work in such flowery terms as this. The fascists at the NSA wouldn’t allow this - I hope when they read this comment they will immediately take down this wishy-washy recipe and replace it with a concrete scientific methodology that is more suited to the delicate and precise nature of baking.“
ID 2: Fan-made Disco Elysium dialogue that reads:
RENÉ ARNOUX - “Just put this bread into the oven for the first time. What on earth does” “satin-smooth” mean? I am not a painter or a communist, I cannot work in such flowery terms as this.“
SAVOIR FAIRE (Challenging: Success) - The finest silks, baby, deliciously glossy. *That* is satin. If this half-wit can’t handle the heat of the kitchen, it’s your time to shine.
YOU - “It’s satin, man. The finest stuff. Like the softest cheeks just waiting to be touched.”
RENÉ ARNOUX - He eyes you up and down judgementally.
SUGGESTION (Trivial: Failure) - He thinks you’re propositioning him. Quick! Break the cauldrons, sink the boats! Say something – anything!
DRAMA (Medium: Failure) - Just stare at him judgementally. Maybe it’s he who is propositioning *you*. You’re a serious man. You’re a serious cop. A serious man-cop.
YOU - “I’m a serious man-cop.”
RENÉ ARNOUX - He entirely ignores you and spits into the nearby puddle.
RENÉ ARNOUX - “The fascists at the NSA wouldn’t allow this - I hope when they read this comment they will immediately take down this wishy-washy recipe and replace it with a concrete scientific methodology that is more suited to the delicate and precise nature of baking.”
KIM KITSURAGI - “I don’t think we’re going to get anything out of him,” he says, sotto voce. / End ID
He is so unfazed by this point. The wind? Sure, let's take a look.
Same energy as:
I love them
A Cow is Abducted by a UFO (after The Two-headed Calf by Laura Gilpin)
The calf is still calling for her as the dark slides away across the fields
And the farmer strokes her neck
And he tells her it'll be alright, because his daughter has a soft heart, and she feeds the orphans and the rejects with a bottle made from a milk jug, and she only cries a little when he takes them to the cattle sale
And he never will know what happened to that one heifer
And for the rest of his life it will come back to him while he's mending fences or driving steers into the pens or lying in his bed in the wakeful, watchful dark
One of those mysteries that will never be solved
Just forgotten
And he won't connect his missing cow with the lights they saw in the sky two towns over
Or the boy who wandered off by the river
Who they found 20 miles away, barefoot, confused
Or that one place out on the back roads where the clock in his truck always jumps a few minutes ahead
And the radio goes fuzzy and distorted
And the static sounds a little bit like his mother's voice
Saying that he has a soft heart
And he'll never know that in the dark that night
The stars drifted into strange new shapes
And a wind came up from nowhere
And he'll never know
That even as the cow rose into the sky, lifted by a shining silver disc
That she was not afraid
Because she finally knew how to fly
(For @mochacoffee and @racketghost)
Tong-Liang Hsieh: Cannot Let Go (2001)
'Werewolf' by Jakub Różalski
astronomy club sent up a weather balloon w a gopro in it last friday. put in three packs of fruit snacks so they could have a giggle over eating fruit snacks that had been to space.
balloon went up into inner space, about 90,000 feet. came down right near the dinosaur park. a few physics teachers drive out to get it, crack it open on the way home to start watching the footage.
fruit snacks are missing.
multiple sources confirm that fruit snacks were put in balloon and sealed in with duct tape. physics teachers check entire balloon. no fruit snacks.
physics teachers watch footage. all 7 hours of it. right in the middle of footage, there are about 8 minutes of visual and audio static when balloon is in orbit. no other interference with balloon recorded.
conclusions: ???????
aliens stole yo fruit snacks
I’ve been a UFO enthusiast for 2/3rds of my life and this is the most convincing alien encounters story I have ever heard.
Happy just-over-ten-years to this post. Early in its life, it was viewed by a seventeen-year-old aspiring astronomer who DESPISED it, thought it was the dumbest Space Post ever, got mad every time it crossed her dash. But this wasn’t anybody I knew, and she did the mature thing and didn’t send any hate mail about it, and went off and got her whole entire astrophysics degree without me ever finding out. So how do I know about this person’s deep dislike for this post? BECAUSE. I have, at press time, been sleeping next to her for three and a half years
Do frogs yearn?
They yearn for dew on mushroom caps; for butterflies with laboured flaps; for the ooze of mud between their toes; for nights of stars and firefly glows; for dappled light upon their logs; for rain that fills their cozy bogs, to make them happy little frogs.
I do think it’s funny when headcanons are presented as objective character facts bc I get “He would not fucking say/do that” as much as the next guy but I must also humbly acknowledge its powerful cousin named “A skilled enough writer could make me believe he would”
Big fan of romances that revolve around two very strange individuals weirdo maxxing together