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Some things will never change. And I hope it stays that way x
S2 Steve went too hard for the world to truly comprehend
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an interpretation of mine of what various dsmp characters' limbos would be: /dsmp roleplay
quackity: a casino after hours, one never inhabited by him, after it's been closed up. none of the machines work, and none of the doors open. sometimes, he'll hear familiar laughter from the other side of the doors, and sometimes, he'll smell nothing but alcohol and cigarette smoke.
dream: his hall of attachments, or, somewhere that looks like it, at least. the nether portal is broken, as is the elevator. on the walls are pictures of people he used to call friends - sometimes, he'll try to touch them, after which they'll disappear. they won't appear again.
badboyhalo: a brilliant ballroom, decorated with sapphires, blue ribbons, aquamarine drapes, and diamonds, diamonds, diamonds. in the ballroom, he is alone, and the hallway outside leads to closed doors encased with unbreakable, shining diamond. the room reminds him of where he once held a banquet.
techno: somewhere cold, a place that doesn't truly reside in any physical plane, but rather just exists. he cannot heat himself up, no matter how hard he tries, and he's always just the slightest bit too cold for comfort. fresh blood drips from the nonphysical space above him.
ranboo: a box, just tall enough for him to stand up straight in. there's only one exit - a hole too small for him to fit through. water is constantly seeping in from the hole, lapping at his feet and sometimes rising high enough to reach his thighs. the box's walls and ceiling are made of obsidian. he thinks this place feels familiar.
sam: a spacious gray platform in the middle of both everywhere and nowhere. below the platform, there's lava, and above him there are chains that hang down and connect to his arms, hands, neck, and shoulders. he can traverse the platform all he wants, but he cannot wiggle out of the chains. as the days progress, he feels the chains' grip on his left arm become more and more strenuous.
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Tubbo renting out an apartment because the hotel turned him and Ranboo away is just. peak chaos. why are UK laws like this. what land lord looked at that tiny boy accompanied with a 6'7 masked man and agreed to let him lease an apartment.
literally tho!! all i want in life is to interview that landlord and figure out what on earth was their impression of the two. bc - listen, out of context? bee duo is extremely fucking sus. Tubbo, a high school drop out with an absurdly large amount of money, is bad enough but Ranboo his beloved?? the masked, sunglass wearing, deep voiced, 6'7, allegedly a minor American that he “met online” and is now Living With - who also happens to be very well off???
i’m not saying the land lord thought Tubbo was the heir to an illegal crime family and Ranboo was his bodyguard (specially trained overseas to have a concealed carry license) who ran off with him for a two day getaway but that is EXACTLY what i think the landlord thought
#tubbo has to jokingly call ranboo his beloved husband one (1) time#and i’ll add that the landlord thought they eloped#bc hell if that’s not a story you’d tell your friends down at the pub after the kids paid for their lease in cash#ask to tag!!#ALSO I IMAGINE THEY LEFT MICHAEL AT TUBBOS HOUSE RIGHT#ONE MISHEARD CONVERSATION AND THE LAND LORD ALSO THINKS THEY HAVE A SON AT HOME
I’d like to add that you can totally get married at 17 in England if you’ve got guardian permission which would probably make this whole sitcom-esque situation even more plausible to said landlord
if anyone wants to write this, please feel free to 🙏
memes with dreamnotfound + a bit of sappynappy
(daily dream(notfound) fanart for june, day 28)
dnf selling their sexts for charity is probably the polar opposite of queerbaiting. they are using their relationship for money but instead of profiting themselves off it they’re raising money for a good cause. redemption arc
“I didn’t know that was real” makes much more sense now I am so fucking sorry Jack Manifold
somehow it's not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. like, knowing them, this was the best case scenario.
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it seems like dream has made a new twitter account !!
@dreamsecretclub
Ranboo: Everyone is gonna meet George Before dream does at this point
Chat: „You‘re gonna meet George before Dream does?“
Ranboo: „Everyone will meet George before Dream does.“
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Ranboo knows whats up….
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A fun way to get yourself to do chores when you have adhd is to simulate a sense of panic by setting horrible deadlines that fit into other things that you’re doing.
For example, you set up a kettle of water to boil for your tea. Quick! Wipe down the whole counter before it’s done boiling, for the love of god you’re running out of time! Wipe it down! The water is almost boiling.
The water is boiling and your counter is clean. Now set your timer for your tea for three minutes and of my god there’s cups in your room! Quick! Get all the cups from everywhere in the house! Run! You’ve only got three minutes! Get all the dishes into the kitchen!
Oh would you look at that. You got all the dishes in the sink and now your tea is ready. Nice. Now you can chill with your tea.
I’ve found that little stuff like that helps me. Forcing myself into unexpected last minute deadlines. It fills up empty space and my house is a little bit cleaner.
I HATE that I know this works- legit heating something up in the microwave? Rushing to put everything away before it goes off because there is something satisfying about beating it and you feel accomplished.
So I tried this, and I'm genuinely shocked that it worked???
Like, I'm overjoyed that I found a way to do chores without minutes of trying to force myself, but it actually worked??? What kind of sorcery is this???
[ID: The “It’s Free Real Estate” meme except it’s edited to say “It’s Free Deadline”. End ID]
God, this sounds so traumatising? I’m not questioning that it helps, just... from outside, it makes the idea of adhd hit different. Either it’s *such* a difference that this feels fine, or this kind of anxiety is worth it. Either way, it really makes me appreciate people with adhd and reevaluate the mental gulf between us
A lot of people are still misinterpreting this so let me rephrase.
It’s like telling a toddler you’re playing hot and cold with “Go find the doll? Can you find the doll? Quick quick quick! You’re getting warmer! Oh my goodness!”
And if the toddler giggles and goes and finds the doll and likes the game you go “Yaaay! You found her! Good job!” And if he starts crying or says he doesn’t wanna play you give him a hug and say we don’t have to play right now and it’s okay.
Same thing with challenging yourself with this stuff. If it’s not a good time for that or it’s not for you at all, then don’t do it.
have y'all never placed a bet with yourselves over if you can reach the end of the block before the random car passing by?
same thing but now useful
You ever read a fanfiction so, so fucking good that when you're done reading it, you're kinda disoriented? Like the place you were reading it in seems unfamiliar because the story sucked you into the fucking fifth dimension with how good it was? Unparalleled feeling.
Fanfic writers are an absolute gift to humanity.