sorry but someone assuming you have "left a fandom" when you don't post about it a lot anymore feels like bilbo coming home to the sackville bagginses having him presumed dead and selling all his stuff. girl i was just on a little quest????
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sorry but someone assuming you have "left a fandom" when you don't post about it a lot anymore feels like bilbo coming home to the sackville bagginses having him presumed dead and selling all his stuff. girl i was just on a little quest????
KICK THE CAN!
Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
Happy Pride Month to all of my fellow aces!! 🖤🩶🤍💜
Renee Walker in my style, since I've been onsessed with AFTG for two years now.
hey guys unpopular opinion but you’re not a bad person if you don’t care about every bad thing happening in the world all the time, or if you do care but you’re not constantly reblogging posts spreading awareness and information
it’s okay if you’re just on tumblr to have fun and reblog things you like or that make you happy.
humans aren’t made to process trauma and suffering on a worldwide scale without any breaks whatsoever & the internet has created an unprecedented access to bad news so please never feel guilty for scrolling past it because you can’t process it! and you’re not doing anything wrong & there’s no need to feel guilty
grace is like rocky be honest am i too clingy? and rocky is like grace i would mind meld with you if i could.
Anyone who finds Kevin in the library, engrossed in a history book so big It could be used as a brick for FUN while listening to classical music would never think this mtf is a fucking jock
And I think that is beatiful
History nerd Kevin Day, you will always be famous
Andrew didn’t start driving until after he was off his meds… which meant he had to sit in the backseat next to his “pipe dream” of a crush for half a year.
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Andrew didn't start driving until after he got off his meds.
No one talks about the six months before that.
Six months of being trapped in the backseat while Nicky drove like traffic laws were a personal insult and Aaron complained about everything with a pulse.
Six months sitting next to Neil Josten.
It shouldn't have mattered. Neil was a bad decision wrapped in bruises and bad timing. A problem. A liability. A pipe dream Andrew had no intention of examining too closely.
Six months with Neil Josten sitting exactly three inches away.
Not two. Not four.
Three.
Andrew knew because Neil measured everything. Exits. Distances. Threats.
Andrew measured things too.
The problem wasn't that Neil talked. Neil hardly talked at all.
The problem was that every now and then Andrew would catch him staring out the window, jaw set, eyes fixed on something only he could see, and remember that wanting things was a waste of time.
Neil was temporary.
The feeling should have been temporary too.
Six months later Andrew got his keys back.
It was easier to watch the road than spend another hour pretending he wasn't counting the inches.
both jean and neil having to go through their fifth year without their boyfriends because jeremy and andrew graduate before them and go pro….oh long distance jerejean and andreil
Neil steps up behind Andrew and loosely wraps an arm around his waist while Andrew is busy putting things away, lost in his own thoughts. “Hey…” he murmurs against the nape of Andrew’s neck. the kind of deceptive “hey” that immediately tells you a second of affection isn’t going to be enough. but Andrew keeps working, determined not to get distracted by Neil trailing after him, nuzzling against his neck and rubbing the top of his head against his shoulder. eventually, Neil starts leaning more and more of his weight onto him, slowly forcing Andrew to bend forward under the pressure. “It’s not funny. Calm down,” Andrew protests, sounding far too unbothered for someone who supposedly wants Neil to stop. all he gets in return is muffled laughter and the unmistakable curve of a smile against his skin. “What exactly?” comes from behind, unclear and overly dramatic. a second later, Neil finally succeeds in dragging them both down onto the bed, trying to gather Andrew beneath him, fully aware, of course, that Andrew would never let that happen so easily. the next moment, Andrew catches Neil’s wrist and pushes back: their positions shift almost instantly. Neil doesn’t even bother resisting. he lets them tumble through the chaos of it, passing control back and forth in a whirlwind of playful wrestling until Andrew finally catches him for good and pins him down. strong arms wrap around Neil’s waist and chest, holding him firmly in place. Andrew can hear Neil breathing harder beside him, their brief bout of fooling around has left them both a little breathless. then there it is again—a short laugh. Neil tries to twist around so he can look at Andrew, but Andrew only tightens his hold, keeping him exactly where he is. “You still haven’t calmed down,” he says quietly against Neil’s ear. the words are calm enough, but Neil can feel the contradiction pressed against his back: Andrew’s heart is beating far too hard for someone pretending to be unaffected. if Andrew had really wanted him to stop, he could have pushed him away long before Neil managed to bend him in half and drag him toward the bed. or by firmly saying “no”. but Andrew hadn’t. Instead, he’d chosen to stay close. now he keeps Neil tucked against his chest, burying his face in Neil’s hair and pressing a few firm kisses to the nape of his neck, already fully aware that Neil’s entire plan to end up wrapped tightly in Andrew’s arms — had worked perfectly. even if he’d gone about it in the most shameless way possible.
Imagine never once picturing yourself in something as ordinary as a relationship or domestic life, and then suddenly you’re Andrew Minyard, stopping by a pet store on your way home from practice to buy food for your two cats while your partner cooks dinner waiting for you to get back. and then you’re Neil Josten, waking up early in the morning, rolling over beneath the blankets only to find a blond man standing in the doorway with a towel slung low around his hips and damp hair still dripping from the shower, casually asking, “You want coffee?” and then you don't understand how your life has turned out this way, but you're definitely happy.
So can non-disabled people stop doing that thing where they act like it’s morally righteous to force yourself to work while you’re sick and assume taking sick days automatically equates to laziness. Any time now. That’d be great
The leader of the scout group I help out at approached me out of hours while I was walking to work to tell me that people have been talking behind my back because I missed more sessions than I attended this term (on account of having Covid twice) and was like “We all show up when we’re sick because we take responsibility” and I felt really shitty and guilty and cried the whole workday then I got home and told my mum and she was like “So they want you to throw up on the kids? That’s dodgy. They don’t even pay you. Stop going” and a wave of serenity hit me like a bus
i’m weird and I screenshot my texts so uhh here
Technically posted this on Twitter but it also deserves to go here (+ I can elaborate more cause no character limit)
I can see Pan!Apo as a champion of Hecate. Hecate is associated with crossroads, night, light, magic, boundaries, and witchcraft and is seen as kinda a "evil" for being a witch by some groups of people in the modern world but in reality she held great magical power and used it to protect innocents, being at the literal crossroads between good and evil.
A Pan!Apo Hecate champion could be fiercely protective of the ones around them, but she would also carry the burden of choice and be haunted by the secrets of those who have passed.
And honestly, it gives an Apo character vibes, very complex emotionally and morally while also having a simple "task" or "job" to complete.
funniest part of reviving ocs i made as a kid is being like "yeah i always imagined them as a mature member of the group who really has their shit together" [checks their info] "what the fuck do you mean they were supposed to be fifteen years old"
I am extremely online but in like the Loser Way. if you try to make me use instagram or tiktok I fumble around with it like a grandma who has never seen a phone before. if you send me a tumblr screenshot however, I will tell you that not only have I already seen the original post but that I'm mutuals with OP
i think for a gift, neil gets andrew a metal cigarette case. its probably custom, hard and steel and unable to be crushed in the back pockets and ruined. maybe its customized, intricate designs dedicated to ease andrew's mind or words stamped into metal meaning more than anything else. he can put whatever cigarettes he wants in it, but the case can keep it safe. its a perfect balance of protection and choice
maybe later he gets him a similar card holder. when he realizes andrew twitches with something to do, but is unwilling to do something that will ruin his reputation as a "monster" or whatever. so, neil gets him a pack of cards and a metal tin. maybe something sentimenral carved unto the cap. so when andrew feels like idle fidgeting, he can shuffle the cards or even play sly tricks with the people he's around. andrew's quick to pick up shuffling, and even quicker on the uptake of tricks--he's got a near perfect memory after all.