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@stuupidhead
why do people get so mad when i kill someone. they were gonna die anyway i just sped up the process
( requested by: anonymous )
COMPLICATED
“ that’s the way it is ”
“ chill out ”
“ what are you yellin’ for? ”
“ you’ve become somebody else around everyone else ”
“ you look like a fool to me ”
“ why do you have to go and make things so complicated? ”
“ you’re not fooling anyone ”
“ it’s all been done before ”
SK8ER BOI
“ can i make it anymore obvious? ”
“ what more can i say? ”
“ secretly she wanted him as well ”
“ he wasn’t good enough for her ”
“ she had a pretty face but her head was up in space ”
“ she’s all alone ”
“ you missed out ”
“ we are more than just good friends ”
“ there is more than meets the eye ”
I’M WITH YOU
“ i thought that you’d be here by now ”
“ isn’t anyone trying to find me? ”
“ it’s a damn cold night ”
“ take me somewhere new”
“ i’m with you ”
“ everything’s a mess”
“ no one likes to be alone ”
“ maybe i’m just out of my mind ”
MY HAPPY ENDING
“ so much for my happy ending ”
“ let’s talk this over ”
“ it’s not like we’re dead ”
“ was it something i did? ”
“ you were everything that i wanted ”
“ all this time you were pretending ”
“ do they even know you? ”
WHEN YOU’RE GONE
“ i always need time on my own ”
“ the days feel like years when i’m alone ”
“ i miss you ”
“ i’ve never felt this way before ”
“ we were made for each other ”
“ i need to feel you here with me ”
WHAT THE HELL
“ you say that i’m messing with your head ”
“ love hurts, whether it’s right or wrong ”
“ honestly, i just need to be a little crazy ”
“ what the hell ”
“ all i want is to mess around ”
“ i don’t really care about if you love me ”
“ you can’t save me ”
“ you never call or listen to me anyways ”
DON’T TELL ME
“ why did you have to go? ”
“ guys are so hard to trust ”
“ don’t try to tell me what to do ”
“ you’re better off that way ”
“ i’m gonna ask you to stop ”
“ i’ve done no wrong ”
“ i’m better off alone anyway ”
GIRLFRIEND
“ i don’t like your girlfriend ”
“ i think you need a new one ”
“ i know that you like me ”
“ you know it’s not a secret ”
“ I think about you all the time ”
“ you could do so much better ”
“ that’s what everyone’s talking about ”
“ i can see the way you look at me ”
“ i don’t want to hear you say her name ever again ”
“ what the hell were you thinking? ”
WISH YOU WERE HERE
“ i can be strong ”
“ it’s not like that at all ”
“ i wish you were here ”
“ you were always there ”
“ i love the way you are ”
“ i don’t wanna let go ”
THE BEST DAMN THING
“ you’re not gonna get any better ”
“ you won’t get rid of me ”
“ we’re not the same ”
“ are you going to treat me right? ”
“ i can put up a fight ”
“ be very very good to me ”
Are you a fan of smol, angry experiments who like to steal people’s left shoes? Do you like Elvis Presley and destruction? THEN MEET EXPERIMENT 626. Known as Stitch to his friends, this little bundle of joy was created in the deepest, darkest pits of Dr. Jumba’s science lab. He has no belly button and a strong taste for violence, cake and milk. He also has a terrible habit of reversing street signs. Pet peeves include water, being told what to do and/or those bad people who called him an abomination. Must approach with extreme caution. He mighty but tiny, but he’s still very fighty. He’ll fight a polar bear if he has to. LIKE or REBLOG if you’d be interested in helping this lil fella wreck things.
STUPID-HEAD // GRINCARVED.
❛ Uhhhhh…. Are you a new doggie breed or ….. sump’n ? ❜
❛ NO. ❜ It wasn’t a COMPLETELY UNFAIR QUESTION considering mere moments ago he had growled at the stranger. Snapped his teeth at them and damn near barked, but still brows pinched together in an almost disappointed scowl. The small, temperamental experiment wasn’t even one hundred percent sure what a DOGGIE BREED was. He knew he didn’t wanna be one though. He just wanted to be like EVERYONE ELSE. He wanted to be normal. Silence followed as he observed scars and make up before releasing another huff. ❛ I am Stitch. Just Stitch. Not doggie. ❜ Whatever the hell a STITCH was.
JEWEL // HEKILLCDUS.
❝ It’s just water, ❞ Jewel bobbed playfully in the shallows like a cork before playfully splashing a wave of water his way, ❝ The water’s not gonna hurt you hear if you know how to swim. It’s the salties and the whites you have to watch out for. Just like Steve Irwin used to tell people. ❞
High-pitched sound escaped the experiment as water splashed in his direction and head disappeared under the towel he’d been sat ‘pon. STITCH HATED WATER. He had good reason to considering it could kill him, but no one seemed to understand that. He reappeared a beat later, all but hissing in her direction, teeth bared like a RABID ANIMAL rather than the HUMAN BEING his creator had worked so hard to make him resemble. ❛ Stitch no like water. ❜
It had taken Experiment 626 a while to settle in here. Taken even longer to accept Lilo and Nani as HIS FAMILY. Dr. Jumba had spent so much time telling him he would never find somewhere to belong, that he was an ABOMINATION and for a while, he’d believed that. But now? THINGS WERE DIFFERENT. The Pelekai’s had given him a home. Given him a name. And better still, it had given him a SISTER. Someone he cared about even more than left shoes or destruction. Concerned gaze focused on Lilo as she returned home from school, noticing the sad pout ‘pon her features. ❛ What happened? ❜
STARTER CALL // @raiinonme
Stitch wasn’t supposed to be up here. He wasn’t supposed to leave Indian Hill in general. Dr. Strange had forbidden him to do so on more than one occasion, had given strict instruction that ARKHAM ASYLUM was off limits to his experiment, but still, that same experiment wandered through the halls. He couldn’t help himself. He was CURIOUS. He wanted to know more about the world his creator tried so hard to keep him from. Bare feet pressed silent steps against the cold, marble floor and uncertain gaze drank in the various sights. People in strange uniforms. Bright, coloured pills being forced down their throats and loud noises echoing all around. It was BEAUTIFULLY CHAOTIC, everything Stitch craved to be near. Body collided with another, startled glare meeting the gaze of a boy with red-hair. ❛ Move, stupid head. ❜
STARTER CALL // @insxnuss
Dark smoke and red-hot flames engulfed the science lab that once held him prisoner, and Stitch watched in complete glee as the fire DESTROYED EVERYTHING Dr. Jumba had ever worked towards. Destroyed every twisted, little experiment that had suffered at his cruel hands. Every single inhumane creation, except for one. EXPERIMENT 626. He wasn’t responsible for the attack. The Government had come and the Government had deemed his creator insane. He’d thought they’d come to save him, but instead? They ordered him DEAD. Burnt his home to the ground without even a second glance over their shoulder and it was through sheer luck that he managed to escape. Hands clapped as the half-mutant, half-something else turned to leave, excited giggles falling silent when he noticed someone else was there. ❛ It wasn’t me. ❜
STARTER CALL // @motherfndeadpool
He didn’t like Gotham. Everything here was strange and unpredictable. People were MEAN. But it was still somehow better than being locked up in Indian Hill with the doctor. Hands tugged stolen blankets further around him to keep himself warm and he glared at anyone who dared approach his shivering figure, huddled in a dark corner of the streets with several left shoes scattered around him. The experiment couldn’t do much else. He hadn’t been designed to make friends or build homes. HE SIMPLY EXISTED. Shadow of another person hovering above him suddenly stirred Stitch from his lonely thoughts and he looked up, low growl escaping him like a dog warning another dog to BACK THE HELL OFF. ❛ Leave me ‘lone. ❜
STARTER CALL // @plaguedlaughs
Are you a fan of smol, angry experiments who like to steal people’s left shoes? Do you like Elvis Presley and destruction? THEN MEET EXPERIMENT 626. Known as Stitch to his friends, this little bundle of joy was created in the deepest, darkest pits of Dr. Jumba’s science lab. He has no belly button and a strong taste for violence, cake and milk. He also has a terrible habit of reversing street signs. Pet peeves include water, being told what to do and/or those bad people who called him an abomination. Must approach with extreme caution. He mighty but tiny, but he’s still very fighty. He’ll fight a polar bear if he has to. LIKE or REBLOG if you’d be interested in helping this lil fella wreck things.
LUKE DANES SENTENCE STARTERS
This thing we’re doing here, me, you - I just want you to know I’m in. I am all in.
No, I fulfilled my whacking quota for the week.
Well, maybe no one noticed- I mean, you wear crazy outfits all the time.
All right! That’s it! This is my relationship.
There’s not gonna be any more debating about whether or not it’s a good idea if we’re in a relationship, ‘cause we’re in a relationship!
You can have my word and a couple of middle fingers on that
I’ll do the chicken dance on my lunch break.
I wonder if anyone’s ever kicked an audiotape’s ass.
You drank all the coffee in your house before 5 in the morning?
Maybe if you drank a little less coffee, you would make a little less lists.
God, that’s terrible. It’s like drinking a “My Little Pony”.
This is my least favorite door in the world.
And she was loud! And she said “hell”; I never heard her say “hell”, I didn’t even know she knew how to say “hell”. She was mad and she yelled and she said “hell”.
Okay, great. Last question. Uh, what are the odds of you getting me to do a skit where you electrocute me, cut me open, and pull link sausages out of me? ‘Cause I’m thinking they’re right up there with Pia Zadora making a big comeback.
You want the melt cut into squares or stars today?
Same as everyone. Just kind of skulks around with that backpack, never smiles.
Yeah sure, tea sounds like… tea.
No, we were just on one of our spontaneous three-in-the-morning strolls, saw everybody in here, and wondered, “hey, what’s up?”.
What are you, I mean, I thought you were in the Congo… or Philadelphia… or something.
What was I supposed to say? I did things. I let my actions speak. That’s what you’re supposed to do. You’re supposed to let your actions speak. That’s the romantic way to do this, damn it.
Settle down, I go up there every 10 minutes pretending to get something to keep them from doing something we don’t want them to do. You just going up there just down saved me a trip.
I’ve just never heard anyone use “beaked” as a verb before.
Well, I accidentally dropped triple the amount of cocoa powder in the batter, so I either had to dump the batch or find someone with some sort of superhuman chocolate tolerance - only one name came to mind.
I don’t think it’s his lack of smarts, but more proximity to the actual classes that is the problem.
No, but have you tried the insane asylum, where everyone in this room is supposed to be.
Okay, the conversing part of this morning is now over.
Don’t pull the sheet back after I pull it, i need more room for this side…. You pulled it back again.
Painting’s a pain. I’d have to close for a day, which I can’t afford, or paint it in the middle of the night which I don’t want to do because I hate painting.
I’m gonna put your head through a wall, any wall, you can pick the wall, but it will be a wall.
I don’t have time to kill you right now, ____. Come back in a couple of hours.
Look at this place! Look at you. All you need is six dancing penguins and Mary Poppins floating in the corner to bring back two of the worst hours of my childhood.
Look at all the pretty candy!
There is no fate, there is no destiny, there is no luck. Astrology is ridiculous. Tarot cards tell you nothing, you cannot read a palm, tea leaves make tea and nothing else. Jim Morrison is not hanging out with Elvis. And the Kennedys did not kill Marilyn.
What is this feeling, this tightening in the chest, this anger mixed with paralyzing weakness?
Yeah, that’s tough when the universe is against you, that’s like taking on the Manhattan garbage union.