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Janaina Medeiros

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wait it’s all fuuka?
Incubus
I can never remember what this difference between an incubus and a succubus is so while I’m looking that up I need you to hold the wheel and drive
[scribbles notes furiously]
the original video was by @everydaylouie ! dont forget 2 credit the artist :)
THE WHAT
LETTING THE DAYS GO BY
one of my favorite human quirks is when the power goes out and you’re w other ppl and inevitably someone says ‘did the power go out?’ like…you’re all sitting there in the dead dark, tv black, wifi gone, lights OUT but still they’re like ‘hm. well I have a theory but it needs to be submitted for peer-review’
Me, sitting in my dark room after everything short-circuited: Hm. I can’t be certain, but I don’t think this is how it was a moment ago
Death of the author feels like such a white take tbh
“it doesn’t matter that this author was blatantly and violently racist and homophobic because the author is dead uwu”
Honestly, death of the author is a concept that is used incorrectly quite a bit. It’s meant to mean “It doesn’t matter if the author had [x] intentions because the text itself and the reader’s interpretation of it matter more than what the author intends.”
So, if an author is not intending to be racist or homophobic, death of the author means their work can still be racist and homophobic if that is what the text portrays to the readers. Whether the author meant it or not.
The intent of the author, no matter how benign, does not change what is on the page. And if the page is full of bias and prejudice, then it’s biased and prejudiced.
“Death of the author” doesn’t mean “JK is a racist transphobe but Harry Potter was important to a lot of people so let’s disassociate the writer from her work” it means “JK says the goblins aren’t antisemitic caricatures but they very clearly parallel antisemitic tropes and caricatures in the English Literary Canon so discussing that is a valid approach to exploring race and discrimination in the Harry Potter series and you can’t dismiss that approach with ‘but the author said nuh-uh.’”
Death of the author is the opposite of “Word of God” in fandom
So this is literally God is dead and only our per perception of their creation matters, not their intent when creating it.
me and the boys just got finished shooting at each other with the needler from halo. right now we are bathing each other in the healing waters of the nearby river. and after? draping beautiful exotic tapestries over one anothers shoulders before taking a couple hits off the bong– which by the way, is full of ice cubes.
There once was a man, of German origin, perhaps, who was trapped inside a cavern in Europe after an avalanche. For years he made his home there, amongst innumerable Meta menardi, or cave orbweavers, that, being a photophobic species, lived there. They lay hundreds of eggs, and new hatchlings are wont to balloon outside for dispersion. These were unable to leave, and he was forced to rely on them for sustenance. A journalist calculated how many every person on Earth must consume to match how many he’d eaten, and a tabloid, having a tenuous relationship with the truth, reprinted that figure as fact. Of course, it would be a fool’s mistake to count such a statistical outlier in a more serious academic text.
Tell me, Will, are you an outlier? Or do you count?
yeah?? and what of it?? my hands are full and my ass is fat, you fucking wish you were me
Due to personal reasons i love you
trinity
An Actual Real Person my Dad knew. Pretty sure he worked as a bush guide. When someone asked the time he’d pull off his hat - some kind of broad brim - and use to take a few measurements of the sun’s position relative to the horizon. Then he’d declare the time.
He was accurate to the minute.
Fvvdvddsfdssdhnvfh you get back here and say this to the rest of the crew
An ode to the best walk cycles in fighting games
gods, every time i see that Baiken one, i think, “…is she being controlled by her sentient, independent breasts?”
think you forgot someone
tippy toes and the goddamn morrigan scoot
absolutely nothing, in my eyes, will ever surpass this in terms of sheer comedic value
don’t ever call me op. you will address me by my full name
obert pobert
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