I'm never going to pretend that it isn't peak internet culture, and peak culture in general
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@simplyofthestars
I'm never going to pretend that it isn't peak internet culture, and peak culture in general
hope returns ☀️💫☄️🌍
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be not afraid
average bloodymary interaction:
"Am I not a monster to you?" "I know what it's like to be confused and scared, the least I could do is help you through it"
average chell and ryland interaction:
(it goes both ways)
don't ask me how ANYTHING in this drawing works
what they're watching:
in another universe
Following you on Tumblr and on TikTok is a crazy experience cause I'll be scrolling the markiplieredit tag (like one does), go into the comment section, and be like "wait is that- oh my god that is wraith"
like, ah yes, my close personal friend 'Wraithillustrates' in the comment section of markiplier with his muscles out, good to see what they're up to these days
I am indeed your close and personal friend “Wraithillustrates” and yes… i am under almost all markiplier edits…
I have probably seen all of them, not a single markiplier edit goes past me. and if you don’t see me in the comments its probably bc i have been silenced.
and if you turn to ur left you’ll see the emos
is that my chemical romance?
OH MY GOD not every group of emos is my chemical romance stfu tumblr
but it actually is my chemical romance
this is the funniest fuckibg thing I’ve ever seen
I’ve…. seen this everywhere except on Tumblr itself. It’s the blessed post.
I laminated a paper towel
why does this have 31 thousand notes
You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for.
But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity
Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever.
However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes.
Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences.
So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee!
But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong.
Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time.
The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness.
But you remain.
Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever.
All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference.
But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh?
Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm.
The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter.
Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever.
Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?
OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON
AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN
A LAMINATED
PAPER
T OW E L
IDK MAN,
I D K
Write. A. Book.
What if I did write a book
and the pages of that book
were made out of
laminated
paper towels
I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT
if this doesn't end up being the connection I think it is then I'm going to look really stupid
nevermind I was wrong
I still have no clue what that video's about
OHHHMYGOD I CAN DRAW AGAIN HOLY PEAK YAY OH MY GOD
(i got a different splint where my fingertip is free, also the fracture wasn’t that bad it’s just a mega sprain with an itty bitty flake of bone which i GUESS counts as displacement)
ANYWAYS LOOK AT MY SIMONS
Regular simon👀
astravore simon👀
Kitty catman simon👀👀 (hehehe i made his eden pendant his collar wink wink nudge nudge paws at you hits you with a crowbar)
I’M NEVER TAKING MY FINGERS FOR GRANTED EVER AGAIN
if this doesn't end up being the connection I think it is then I'm going to look really stupid
iron lung where everything is the same but the convict has to wear this hat
is this how bloodymary works
My favorite Simon mannerisms!
(He's a cutie)
Rubbing his mama's knife sheath
His little hand direction things (he's a visual person)
Teefs
Feeling The Blood
THIS FACE
These faces
Blinkblinkblink *head tilt* blinkblink
T-rex arms
Also I love loveee the little tapping/rubbing stims he does but I don't have a gif of those
And his head tilts
He is so dog
thinking about eva stratt crafting a coffin for her friends. the very best coffin, full of every piece of pirated media the entire world has to offer. crafted for maximum comfort, this coffin, with every bit of authority available to her, which is all of it.
and then thinking about all the people who call her cold or uncaring or clinical about what she has to do to save earth. eva stratt, who had silly t-shirts and vodka and favorite meals stored in the Hail Mary and treated with the same level of importance as the finely tuned equipment and the centrifuge the entire planet relies on for salvation.
and then thinking about eva stratt nodding and saying, “yeah, I’m pretty awful. that’s why i’m in charge” with a neutral expression and even believing it. as if crafting the most beautiful coffin and homage to her soon-to-be dead friends won’t haunt her always.
thinking about eva stratt being the first person on the “eva stratt is a monster” train, welcoming ryland grace aboard and knowing she believed in him more than anyone else.
it’s fine, really it’s fine and normal and eva stratt makes beautiful coffins for the people and things she cares about.
Who was the first person to draw Adrian as a teal pillar of stone several times taller than Rocky?
Do they know how influential they are?
which was more cultrually significant? the renaissance, or the first person to draw Adrian tall and green-teal-blue?