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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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How it started: How it ended:
“Powder’s gone, Vi. All that’s left is Jinx.”
Ty Lee, Azula and Mai visualized
this is perfect
Artist credit from the notes:
https://www.reddit.com/user/riverfollower712/
Cause art theft is not cool. They also made the legend of korra team!
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american accented dinner guest: mm, oh my god. that was incredible
stereotypical swedish accented host 1: oh, stop it, you’re too kind
guest: the mushrooms. de-licious
host 1: actually, we picked them ourselves.
guest: oh really?
host 1: yeah, yeah
american: where?
the music falls silent as do the people. a person chokes on their drink. everyone but the guest stare blankly into their food.
guest: i’m sorry did I say something inappropriate?
host 1: oh no, it’s nothing, it’s nothing
host 2: don’t worry about it, yeah, don’t worry
guest: ah okay, thank god, yeah no i was just wondering where you picked the mushrooms
the party falls silent again
host 2: han var jävligt nyfiken, var han [somebody’s being fucking nosy]
guest: i don’t understand, what’s going on? have i said something inappropriate? i’m just wondering if you have a “spot” like where you pick your mushrooms, like your “mushroom spot”?
host 1, throws utensils down, raises voice and stands up: okay now you’re crossing the line, now you have- nu får du- i have to ask you to leave, please
guest: guys, i–
Why is it inappropriate?
good mushroom spots are so few and far between. if too many people know of it, someone else will get to it before you do! finding a good spot is kept as a secret within a family so that you can ensure you manage to get some tasty chantarelles during mushroom season :) ASKING for someone’s spots is a social faux pas because you’re asking them to give up their mushrooms for you. lots of people in sweden take mushroom season really seriously!!!
I did not know that
I’m Gay. That Means I Have AIDs, Right? - Originally published on Narratively - June 2016
english tourists are causing problems again
The history of Earth has never been summed up so succinctly before.
wow this reblog is funnier than my entire blog
Japanese legend: you have the face of who you loved most in a past life
THE NEXT AVATAR ABOUT TO LOOK FINE AFFFFFF
Oh, so YOU guys can just see a face and be like “I like that face, I’m gonna make it my face” and everyone’s just COOL with that. But when I, Koh the Face Stealer,
Azula really was THAT b⒤tch
You’ve heard of mom friends, now get ready for: Big Sister friends. Features include:
-Only slightly older but will remind you of this all the time.
-Jokingly insults you but would defend you to the death.
-Has embarrassing nicknames and potentially embarrassing stories about you.
-Is concerned about your health and happiness.
-Not really sure how to show they care, but tries anyway.
-Isn’t great at self-care and sometimes comes to you for advice.
-Generally just supportive if slightly awkward and snarky.
I am the Big Sister friend. If I know you, I will most likely:
~check up on you ~message you if you seem down and ask what’s wrong ~listen to your problems if you need someone to share them with ~offer advice ~offer advice even if you don’t want it/need it ~make sure you’re doing good in school ~offer you my phone number in case you need someone to talk to ~watch over you and make sure you’re safe ~worry about you ~pray for you ~offer to adopt you ~send you hugs ~call you pet names like dear, sweetheart, kiddo, darling, and honey ~ask you to keep me updated on your life ~be your biggest cheerleader ~tell you I love you
Being the mom friend or the “strong one” in your friend group is heartbreaking in a very surreal way. I’m one of the oldest in my group of friends and generally considered the most “put together”. I’m the Advice Friend.
But the thing no one tells you about being the Advice Friend is that you become more and more of a public resource, a service for your friends to take advantage of whenever they need to. It’s not that they wouldn’t care about your problems, it’s just that they don’t bother to find out if you have them or what they are. Because you’re expected to be available for advice or shoulder-crying all the time, you are no longer sought out as a person.
When people tell you why they love you or what they like about you, they say that you’re “always there for them” or “so compassionate” or “very inspiring” or “such a good mom friend” or “the best at giving advice”. They never say that you have great taste in books or that you write brilliant poetry or that you have a great laugh or that you’re wickedly funny. Because funny isn’t your job. Advice is your job. Making people feel better is your job.
It is a strange thing to realize that you could turn off your phone for a week and come back to no notifications except in the event of a “hey, I’m having a bit of a crisis, can I talk to you?”.
It is a strange thing to feel like you only exist when people need something.
It is a sad thing to be a public resource.