something to believe in

nikki. twenty-eight. she/her. isfp. ravenclaw. halloween enthusiast. lover of musical theater. secret agent. anxiety riddled adventurer. dreamer. artist of sorts. (( basically an archived blog at this point but i'll prob still post every once in a while idk anymore )) tveit network.

[suitupsteverogers]

I swear I’m just dumping ideas here once every hyperfixation but like

Jack Abbot who’s insecure about his scars and freckles and age spots x reader who loves the night sky and sees them all as an array of constellations and galaxies

Jack Abbot and a woman that he calls “his moon” because she’s a little too dark to be his sunshine, but she calls him “her stars”

Maybe I just love freckles and I’m down bad for Jack rn okay!

[suitupsteverogers]

Maybe I’m delusional and yeah I’m only 1/4 through the book but like… Josh from Lights Out is kinda Dex coded? I mean obv a lil more self aware of his demons but like…. 👀

[iamasaddie-deactivated20251105]

me @ myself in the mirror every day of my life

[thecryptpeeper2]

Girls be like, "I'm turning on my comfort movie," and it's Sam Raimi's 1981 The Evil Dead."

[suitupsteverogers]

I literally never post here anymore but like… I don’t have anywhere else to post this thought so

I was listening to this song and I couldn’t not think of how sub!Matt Murdock coded it is??

Like “I’m a devil who’s searching for redemption / I’m a lawyer who’s searching for redemption”?? Cmon

[zackisontumblr]

thanks for your shitty take, soul surfer 🤪

[sixmapleleafs]

I found this on tiktok and I laughed so hard so I thought I’d share on here

It’s so chaotic I love it

[the-privateer]

just so you guys are all aware, the only reason gritty exists is allegedly because the NHL made a rule that every team HAD to have a mascot and were apparently assholes about it. so the fliers made him as a chaotic fuck you. hell the first tweet made on his official account was a “sleep with one eye open” threat towards another mascot for making fun of his design

[sergle]

Also, he collects crystals

[aplpaca]

if youre ever feeling bad just look at pictures of albatross chicks bc theyre adorable but also fucking hilarious like the parents look like they go to pta meetings in full makeup carrying gucci handbags and the babies look like funky little muppets and i love them

[urbanism]

dont speak to me or my versace dress or my son ever again

[bands-and-random-stuff-inactive]

Just a gentle reminder for tumblr users with anxiety, panic disorders or who get nervous quickly: 

- Chain mail, “reblog this or..” posts etc. don’t work. They’re not real. Nothing bad will happen if you don’t forward that mail or reblog that post. 

- “If you don’t reblog this, you’re a bad person” is a lie. You’re not a bad person for not clicking a button. 

- You are allowed to unfollow blogs that post triggering contents. 

- You’re not weak or a crybaby for avoiding things that are triggering. Far from it, you’re taking care of yourself. That’s amazing! 

[ifitaintbaroque]

I work at a coffee shop and have gotten all my co-workers to start calling lattes “hot milkybois”

[ifitaintbaroque]

I also got everyone to refer to the salted caramel blended drink as “the big salty” and I consider it one of my greatest accomplishments

[ifitaintbaroque]

Oh yeah and any time someone orders a hazelnut latte with almond milk (which specifically is a weirdly popular drink) I say “one HOT NUT latte coming right up!”

My coworkers have not latched on to this one like they did with the others for some reason.

[ifitaintbaroque]

I forgot to mention I also pronounce “hot chocolate” like “hot cocklate”… because I’m awful.

[goatbran-deactivated20190407]

please give us updates

[ifitaintbaroque]

Our largest drink size is affectionately referred to as “Texas Size” so sometimes when I hand it out in the drive-thru I like to say, “Here’s that TEXAS SIZE [drink] for ya, YEEEEHAW!”

And some people look at me as though I have just made their entire day while others look like they they could not possibly get away from me soon enough. Both reactions are equally satisfying. 

[ifitaintbaroque]

I made this into a game except when I hand out the Texas-size drinks I say “Can I get a YEEHAW?” And the guests always look mortified but occasionally one of them will let out a terrified “yeehaw” and all my coworkers cheer and then we keep a running tally of how many yeehaws we each get on the back of a pastry bag.

[antique-scarecrow]

op will not die of natural causes

[ifitaintbaroque]

That’s the most interesting comment anyone has ever left on one of my posts

[jubberry]

Diego and Grace ✨ | Pogo and Vanya

[harryshouse]

norway’s curling team is appropriately dressed for valentine’s day

[harryshouse]

day 2: norway is still slaying the pants game

[harryshouse]

day 3: pants game is still on top

[harryshouse]

day 4: still impressive

[harryshouse]

day 5: another day another trouser

[harryshouse]

day 6: they have yet to wear one pair twice

[psychokangaroo]

Okay so I already reblogged this once but I’m reblogging again because I just watched a short documentary about these pants.

Apparently back at their first Olympics appearance, they (especially Chris Svae, the ginger who plays second) were pretty disappointed with their gear because the gear didn’t look flattering. They couldn’t change the shirts because of Norway federation sponsorships so they started looking for pants to wear. They had a hard time finding pants that both looked respectable enough for professional curling and stretchy enough to allow curling, and promptly gave up on finding pants that were both stretchy and professional.

Chris Svae ended up finding pants that were Norway-colors-ish that looked comfortable enough for curling, but had crazy patterns. People at Olympics were not happy about this because PATTERNS AREN’T RESPECTABLE ENOUGH, so they were conflicted. But the night before the opening ceremony, they were hanging out with a bunch of lady skiiers. Chris at some point just takes off his pants and put on the crazy pants they bought and asks “Do you think we should wear these pants” and the skiers were like “he’ll yeah you should totally do it”

So they wore the crazy pants to play in the Olympics, and a few days later the website where they bought the pants crashed. The owner of the website visited them in Vancouver for the Olympics, and then decided to sponsor the team.

And now, 8 years layer, the Norwegian team has a different pair of pants for each match. Including a Valentine’s day pair.

[programaticallydelicious]

This is a neutral post

Feel free to stop here and rest before journeying to the posts below.

[spadedfox-deactivated20230116]

spreading these occasionally would be nice…

[justawriterinprogress-deactivat]

As someone with major anxiety who can’t fucking stop themself from scrolling, i appreciate posts like this

[mysdrymmumbles]

[daydrinkbeliever]

Why would you stop this genius system? Just start paying the raccoons and call it a day

[indigobuntings]

Unionize the raccoons.

[tbhliv-deactivated20181214]

i express all of my emotions by saying “fuck” in varying tones

[spirituallyminded-deactivated20]

It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn’t heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore’s stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore.

“Hello Eeyore,” said Pooh.

“Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet,” said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice.

“We just thought we’d check in on you,” said Piglet, “because we hadn’t heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay.”

Eeyore was silent for a moment. “Am I okay?” he asked, eventually. “Well, I don’t know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That’s what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven’t bothered you. Because you wouldn’t want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now.”

Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.

Eeyore looked at them in surprise. “What are you doing?”

“We’re sitting here with you,” said Pooh, “because we are your friends. And true friends don’t care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are.”

“Oh,” said Eeyore. “Oh.” And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.

Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less.

~ Kathryn Wallace

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[isa-ghost]

I HATE THIS

[heroofthreefaces]

“HE’S CALLING FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE”