Every day I hear the crows outside my window. Still never seen one.
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Every day I hear the crows outside my window. Still never seen one.
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TiL (click to go to the thread, which probably has more interesting tidbits I missed).
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These are my people.
Betting I’ve reblogged this before. Betting I’ll reblog it when it turns up again.
In addition to the print terminology stuff: the visual shorthand icons and ad graphics for something about writing are still often pen-nibs, fountain pens and typewriters…
…while graphics of a monitor, keyboard and mouse remain visual shorthand for computing…
…even though most writers now use monitor / keyboard / mouse or even laptop / touchpad.
In addition, headers for “this blog / website is about writing” are often in one of the many imitation typewriter fonts complete with smudges, or just Courier.
The start and end call icons on most / all smartphones is still the handset of a classic desk telephone, and sometimes the open-app icon is a complete phone.
The term “hang up” for “end the call” refers to something even older - one of these…
And of course the Save icon is indeed a 3½ inch floppy disc.
Why it wasn’t a 5¼ floppy is a mystery. The icon version is just as distinctive.
Also, why various OP updates never changed “Save” to the graphic of a CD / DVD or flash drive is another mystery, and nowadays a Save icon should probably be a cartoon cloud.
Graphics and terminology are funny things.
reblogging this again for EVEN MORE information.
What’s funny is that this actually happened.
I’m unfamiliar with this story please elaborate
Finnish soldier gets separated from the rest of his unit but he’s the only one carrying the emergency amphetamines for the unit, takes too many and goes on a one man rampage for like 2 weeks straight giving the opposing Soviet soldiers nightmares for decades. Oh and he did it all on skis.
Did he survive?
Yes, during his methed up 2-3 week rampage he got injured by a land mine, travelled 400km on skis, and only ate pine buds and a Siberian Jay that he caught which he ate raw. When he made it back to Finnish lines he was taken to a hospital where it was found his heart rate was nearly 200 beats per minute and his weight had dropped to 43kg (94.7lbs).
His name was Aimo Koivunen if you want to look him up
Those are the eyes of a man who has seen god and laughed
Maybe life is a process of trading hopes for memories.
William T. Vollmann, The Rifles (via quotespile)
anyone else remember being like 13 years old and watching that scene in how to train your dragon (2010) where hiccup carefully navigates the maze of lines toothless has drawn between them without breaking or stepping on any of them and with his back to toothless and eyes shut to demonstrate how he’s willing to put total faith in him not to harm him or run away and to show humility and a desire to establish a natural bond of mutual trust instead of the arrogance to try to force toothless to submit to his will and hearing the music crescendo and fade into silence as he finally crosses the last obstacle so that they’re standing mere inches from one another, tension built on years of bad blood between their two races, so immense it’s almost like a physical barrier, separating them, and after what feels like forever toothless presses his nose gently into hiccup’s outstretched palm and it fits perfectly like it was made solely for that specific purpose, and feeling all the hairs on your neck stand up and a stifling sensation that brought actual tears to your eyes rise in your throat as it touched something profound and full of unspeakable yearning inside you
You just want a dragon
Well of course I want a fucking dragon
sometimes I see shiny things like this
or this
and instead of admiring them the ghosts of my protestant ancestors possess me and I think shit like ‘well that’s just a little too much’
my ancestor Pain Wilhelmina Smith wacks a stick around my brain like ‘you like that Catholic shit? you gonna pay indulgences for that, huh? punk? get yee to a single room log cabin and PRAY’
anyway, my room is absolutely bare and buying a piece of clothing for over 20 dollars pains me
actually, I’m sorry to admit this, but I actually mis-remembered the name of the ancestor I was thinking of
her name was Fear
if you’re wondering, my puritan forebears actually had 5 children
please note Wrestling, Fear, and Love Brewster. And Jonathon.
this is so funny, thank you
I’m more interested in Wrestling’s wife, Erula, who is apparently still alive.
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In the end, it’s about not worrying from the beginning!
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the weird thing is, when I view my job as some sort of background extra it becomes much more palatable. people go to a library and see me shelving a stack of books in my cardigan and glasses (now with glasses chain!) and they go "yeah, that's exactly right. that's how it's supposed to be in a library." and for some reason, that's comforting? the work is whatever, and the customers are customers, but sometimes it feels like I'm being paid just to make sure this places looks right, and I find that very fun.
stop being funnier than me on my own posts
I feel that way sometimes at work. It’s better to feel like an NPC or background extra in A Story than to be at the centre of a narrative that feels meaningless
Portals to Hell by hrmphfft
IT’S BACK
I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS AGAIN FOR MONTHS
I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW
ITS BACK
This is one of those posts that you need to save and tag or you’ll never see it again for 84 years.
hey guys look…i found one of those iconic viral Tumblr posts
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I Made A Presentation About Whatever The Fuck Just Happened
I simultaneously hope my friends hold a presentation night so I can show them this and also don’t because Ima have to explain a lot of internet history in some of those memes
earlier I was making pop corn and I put too much in the pot and then all the popcorn overflowed and one kernel landed on the stove burner and caught fire which was promptly smothered with a dash of salt so all in all a mundane experience
But as I experience things I just talk about them out loud to myself in a total stream of consciousness without really acknowledging my own thoughts
So Brie came downstairs like “are you....okay?” And I was like yes why? And she said she just heard the gradual sound of popping getting louder followed by me yelling “OH NO....I POPPED TOO MUCH CORN”
And then extremely calmly “ah. We have a small fire” bc that was apparently not the real issue
honestly the phrase sums up my week so i have committed this one to paper
Why did I get a therapist when you’re out here validating me in a way no one else ever can or will