iariinay:

not-fae-no-sir:

aquilacalvitium:

handhond:

gemstone-gynoid:

biraptor123:

redwyverndht:

queerlilacroses:

astrathepasta:

missjukebox8bit:

hellothepixel:

metroid-fusion:

missjukebox8bit:

hellothepixel:

pinkiepaaws:

gemstone-gynoid:

aircraftsillustrated1976-deacti:

Hotel Transylvania

im sorry the what

this one

the current meme is based on the following which is based on that one

which i assume is from tumblr based on how one of the panels is lifted from that “its ok i am a lesbo” picture

So the timeline is

- I am lesbo

- I’m stuff

- i am lesbo x I’m stuff fusion

- transfem Jonathan and transmasc mavis

as far as anyone can tell this is the original “I am a lesbo” image, for the record

I’m sobbing oh my god

I heard…now don’t shoot the messenger but this is the og I am gay tho

Why the fuck is it woody and bolt

WHY THE FUCK IS IT WOODY AND BOLT

Wait why does Dracula refer Joanne as *his* daughter?

if your child marries someone, that partner becomes your daughter-in-law or son-in-law. 

There is

So much going on here

This is like an archeological dig site but the philosophers are still alive and talking

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

starstruck358:

vioyume:

vioyume:

vioyume:

Various audio snippets of my childhood that I’ve collected.

(1/3) Nostalgia Fan Service

I’m frankly really fond of the sounds and music used in older media and devices. Might as well put out more on here since this post blew up for some reason even though I did not grow with some. Does Disney still even make fast plays or is it boring now?

(2/3) Nostalgia Fan Service - Gamer Edition

I only have a few more stored up since Tumblr only lets your post a certain amount of audio per day. I was definitely a Nintendo kid when growing up, though only the wii and Ds era, got into gaming much later though.

Did you know the Ds and wii have backwards compatibility? I only learned that a few months ago. (Well certain versions of the wii)

I did grew up with these except it was the 3ds, the wii u, and the school computers, but I did grew up with these sounds effects on youtube, the game card getting put in (a ds game put in the 3ds), and bc we have a wii upstairs, that also became my childhood

pissvortex:

cool new Youtuber Torments being invented

somnolent-snufkin:

im-simmin:

loboflaco-deactivated20221016:

baeddel-meinhof:

sevaryaa:

society if we could kill people who misgender us

he was the blueprint

I’m just going to beg that people not erase this man as a transgender Mexican man. I’m begging that during Pride month that his legacy & identity aren’t erased by people claiming him as a “lesbian icon” or a “gnc icon” or anything of the sort as it is common practice for trans men to be erased and relabeled as lesbians. We deserve to have our histories remembered as trans histories. We don’t deserve to be ignored, erased, & vilified as trans men of color. Thank you. Amelio Robles Ávila was a Mexican transgender man. That cannot be taken away.

I love the use of “therefore” in that last line as if historians were worried he’d come back to threaten them with a pistol if they misgendered him.

Please don’t erase trans man history. Especially when they’re cool as fuck like this.

flowergirlmiwa:

noroviolence:

idk how anyone can look at how expensive fast food has gotten and think we’re doing okay

there used to be a dollar menu. like. one dollar. that was the gimmick. whole wide selection just one solid dollar (only one). and this was in my lifetime. i remember seeing ads for this shit. wha

orinthered:

pfaugh:

Src

some examples of this from the replies of op’s tweet

mintyproof:

nice argument, however i have monkeys at typewriters typing your ip out dumbass. as soon as one of them gets it right youre fucking dead

brucebocchi:

taonpest:

lancrewizzard:

taonpest:

Sometimes being an artist is feeling like a baker seeing a chemist making the deadliest liquid in the world and wishing you could make the deadliest liquid as well but you’re a baker, not a chemist, and then you feel like your bread is worthless

If it helps, as a writer with artist friends often feels like being a chemist surrounded by bakers. I’ll spend ages coming up with a hypothesis and then lock myself away for weeks or months only to emerge with a small vial of glowing liquid. Yes it took a lot of work, and yes I’m proud that I’ve created it, but it pales when I look across at the bakers. In the same time, they’ve made so many delicious things that make living a delight. Chances are they’ve fed me and kept me from despair while I was locked in my lab. And I envy their wonderful craft.

tlirsgender:

I love rbing a post from someone random & somebody tags it as “hi [name]” like oh you two know each other

charlinear:

luv-vivi:

A retro tv begins to play an odd advertisement

“Are you someone in need of a little help? Have you or a loved one failed to phisically, socially, or mentally adapt to a situation? Are you a rouge manmade creation who n-e-eeeeeeeee”

The ad glitches and gets staticy, before turning back

“-n adaptability drive! Easily installed in anyone with a mod slot in their brain and chest, allows you to change your body, equipment, and even sometimes your mind to fit in new situations!”

“By attaching a "core” item to your driver’s core slot that’s related to your situation, you can easily unlock a new skill set and stat chart!“

"So order today! And, for the next week, those who order now will be put into our exclusive "formless” program! Brought to you by The- [Static] -esearch institute"

can i eat it

langernameohnebedeutung:

welpnotagain:

catwaifuwu:

transarsonist:

radiofreederry:

The “car community” claim that the sexual component is small. A Google search for “car porn” suggests otherwise. Of course adults can do

You claim Rule 34 in our employee handbook is “Don’t steal office supplies”. A google search for “rule 34 the office” suggests otherwise. Of course adults can do

You claim “choking” is a medical emergency where a foreign object gets stuck deep in the throat and blocks the airway. A google research for ‘choking deep throat" suggests otherwise.
Of course adults can do

slipping-into-madness:

helloelicia:

thirddeadlysin:

warm-autumn-evenings:

akindplace:

Michael Schneider

[ID

A photo of a man reading a neon sign on a tree that says “Healing also means taking responsibility for the role you play in your own suffering”.

End ID]

the rudest most helpful thing anyone ever said to me is “why do you keep hurting your own feelings long after [the person who once hurt you] probably forgot about it” like literally just dear god you’ve split me open so neatly my entire soul is just flopping around on the ground between us now but thank you

Just fyi if you’re autistic/adhd and struggle specifically with this sort of thing, please know what what might be happening is something called perseveration, which is a common neurodivergent behavior that can include, among other things, revisiting emotions repeatedly and being unable to break loose from processing or managing stressful events.

Don’t keep hurting your own feelings. But don’t feel bad if you get stuck there, either. Something else could be going on.

stworzonka:

onlinebeast:

Tumblr comedy nowadays is just like “I was accosted by an Ape but luckily the skull appeared”

ayeforscotland:

This is one of the most photographed trees in the UK and some cunt has just went and cut it down in the middle of the night.

falewife-deactivated20230630:

lieutenant-columbro:

can he sit on your dash for a minute?? he’ll be very polite :]

you have to start to scroll away and then come back and reblog this

safaridays:

“not looking at someone when they’re talking to you is rude”

okkaaayy welll i cocked my imaginary ears in your direction to communicate that i was listening so whose fault is it really

catcrumb:

the-haiku-bot:

im-da-bronx:

lasrina:

existentialterror:

captainlordauditor:

amuseoffyre:

shadow-daughter:

ruffboijuliaburnsides:

lagt-duck:

villainous-queer:

idhren:

fantasyboudicca:

sighinastorm:

lemonsharks:

My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn:

Our daughter prospers. We are proud of her. She has never labored in a field but knows riches we could not have imagined.

I like this so much better than the idea that our ancestors would be embarrassed or ashamed of us for being “soft” or some crap like that.

My ancestors, watching me stuff my face with fried chicken while studying: She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar. WE MADE IT

She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar

My ancestors watching me use my stand mixer while living in a small apartment and attending university: Thou hast kneadeth bread in FOUR hail marys??? FOUR??? And thou ist poor as a churchmouse, yet liveth in a fine cottage with four pounds butter and fresh berries in thy larder!! And two featherbeds! And thou attendeth the King’s college, as a lord!!

My ancestors being like:

Look at this fine young lady! She can paint she can sew and embrody, she sings and read

And without a wealthy father to pay for that, plus she is florid in the body! She doesn’t know hunger!

We did it!

Me: /wearily studying/

My Ancestors: TRULY SH— what? They? A little unorthodox, but reasonable I suppose. TRULY THEY PROSPER, FOR THEY LIVE IN A DWELLING WITH MANY ROOMS AND ONLY THEIR SPOUSE TO SHARE IT WITH! THEY HAVE DOGS WHO DO NOT PERFORM A FUNCTION! THEY HAVE MANY BOOKS AND DO NOT HAVE TO SPIN THEIR OWN YARN! THEY BATHE AT A WHIM WITH GENTLE SOAP FREE OF LYE! OUR DESCENDANT BRINGS HONOR AND PRIDE TO OUR LINEAGE!

Me: /yawns and sips my coffee/

My Ancestors: /cheer wildly/

Me: *hunched over at my desk nursing a headache.*

My Ancestors: “Truly, we prosper; see here, our infirm descendant need not even work on her poor days, but has the luxury to rest as she sees need! A doctor attends to her illnesses; her clothes are warm and free of pests; she cares for exotic and dangerous animals within her own home! We have found the height of luxury!”

Me: *treats myself to a pineapple and a bunch of bananas*

My Georgian ancestors: ZOOTH SHE HAS BOUGHT A PINEAPPLE! NOT MERELY BORROWED ONE! TRULY SHE HAS ACHIEVED FAR MORE THAN WE COULD KNOW!

me: [puts on warm socks and a blanket, is now warm regardless of the weather outside]

My impoverished Russian Jewish ancestors:

Me: [learns to knit from youtube videos]

My ancestors: Our descendant, the heir to all our hopes and fears for a far-off future… She can buy fine clothes woven and knit by automatons, with but a fraction of a day’s earnings… and she does… she has so much free time to do as she pleases… and she uses some of that time to do what we did.

One woman from rural Poland, who died from smallpox in 1717 CE, a grandmother at 35: I knit roses and peonies into my and my children’s gloves… it wasn’t much extra work to dye the red, once I had already cleaned the wool and spun the yarn, and to knit in the designs… and I wasn’t a gifted knitter but I was a good knitter, and I thought, well, it might not make a difference to how warm the glove is, but it made the children happy and it made me happy. I liked to make things beautiful when I could.

Another woman, a peasant from what’s now France, who died from getting kicked by a mammoth in 8995 BCE: [Patting her on the back] I made my family’s clothes too. Every day my sister and I wove and wove and tended our children. We went out of our way to make the cloth lovely. Not a trace of it remains anywhere on earth now… But it mattered to us. And she might not know our names, or know it was us, but evidently, it matters to her too. She has so much beauty available to her, in every direction, and she wants to make it where we once made it.

[everyone sobbing and high-fiving each other.]

A man from Britain, 1104 CE, sitting at the trans-temporal telescope, reporting on my doings: She’s stopped knitting and now she’s playing minecraft.

The other ancestors: Ah, yes, the dream of building. We know this one well. What vision doth she design now?

Telescope man: Looks like… Some kind of floating temple?

Everyone: [Goes completely apeshit]

Me: *literally just sitting here petting my dog*

My ancestors from 25,000 years ago: puppy

Me: *feeling disconnected from my South American heritage*

My South American ancestors: ¡Mírala! ¡Ella tiene una casa grande y su propio dormitorio! ¡Ella no tiene que trabajar en el campo, o en la casa de un noble! ¡Ella no es maltratada por su ascendencia! ¡Su condición de mestiza no le impide buscar trabajo o educación! ¡Gracias a Dios!

My Irish Catholic ancestors: thank goodness she isn’t Protestant.

Me: *makes a joke about Catholics drinking alcohol at the age of 7*

My Irish Catholic ancestors:

My Irish Catholic

ancestors: thank goodness she

isn’t Protestant.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

cletusthurstonbeauregard-deacti:

early heads-up

jerrylandis:

jerrylandis:

These apps don’t get it. I want to have a ‘crush’ on someone and that is not possible unless they’re someone already in my life by happenstance and then I get obsessed with them for no reason. You don’t get that with a app because suddenly you’re on a ‘date’ having ‘drinks’. Like no sorry I don’t want to talk to you about my relationship history I want to look at you in a group setting and make up things about you in my head. Ok?

The thing is is like. I don’t enjoy dating the way I see other people enjoying dating because fundamentally what I find like fun and exciting is having an established dynamic with someone i.e. friend/coworker(bad idea)/passing academic acquaintance etc and then having that dynamic change through a series of rube goldberg machine-esque interactions. Like please somebody help me understand where the fun is in just going and being automatically In A Dynamic with someone and there’s no change there’s no transformation

scallioncreamcheesebagel:

kafus:

genuinely frustrated and upset about how much using neocities as a filehosting service is being spread everywhere. they disable hotlinking for non-html files for free accounts so it won’t even work properly for those purposes and even supporter accounts are asked not to be used as a file dump host directly by the website. neocities offers a service that no other website provides and that i think is extremely important, but they sure don’t make a ton of money doing it. please, please, do not use neocities as a filehost, they don’t want you to and i don’t want you to either. there is a reason they ask users not to

i’ve been using postimages.org as a filehost for a DECADE and it has always been super reliable. postimages has never let me down. it is a website designed to do one thing, host image files, and it does it well. highly recommend it!

argumate:

possible outcomes of an interaction or trade:

(+100, +100) everybody gets what they want! it’s win-win!

(+50, +50) we had to compromise but it’s fair and still good.

(+100, 0) I got mine, and you’re no worse off anyway.

(0, 0) the neutral default, a nil-all draw.

(+100, -100) exploitation, robbery, zero-sum competition.

(-100, 0) I got whacked and you didn’t even benefit from it.

(-100, -100) scorched earth, everybody dies.

gremmlingamer:

andthentheywilleatthestars:

tzikeh:

stele3:

assiraphales:

oh so the military propaganda in the beginning of the super bowl about the player who joined up after 9/11 and was killed “in the line of duty” is actually so much worse than I thought because he was killed by FRIENDLY fire after he criticized the war/called invading iraq “fucking illegal” and the army tried covering up his death

His name was Pat Tillman.

Some day, on someone’s death bed, they’re going to admit that Pat Tillman’s death was a murder. I’m not saying there was some grand conspiracy to lay a hit, but someone didn’t like what he had to say and took advantage of the fog of war.

Pat Tillman was also an atheist. His family is atheist. The military and U.S. politicians who wanted to make hay out of the all-American boy giving up his NFL contract to fight for ‘our way of life’ did not like that he and his family were not Christian and refused to go along with the “Onward Christian Soldiers” narrative of the ever-increasingly-Evangelical U.S. Armed Forces.

There’s a documentary. There’s a book. Everyone should know about Pat Tillman, and what this country did to him.

Behind the Bastards also has an episode on it

clonehub:

I hate you epitome of innocence being represented with blonde hair I hate you lightness representing goodness I hate you “angelic features” automatically being read as blonde hair and blue eyed with pale skin I hate you whiteness as the default for morality I HATE YOU I HATE YOU

alexs-random-bullshit:

pluckyporo:

your honour, permission to call the jury “chat”

Granted, continue.

computationalcalculator:

pawg-papi-deactivated20230808:

Sweet Sixteen at 9/11

fandomsandfeminism:

horchatarevolution-deactivated2:

People in the comments like “my cat is happier outside” yeah, because you’ve made no effort to make your inside enriching and enjoyable for a cat.

And guess what? Pet ownership obligates you to provide a high quality of life, including safety, for your animals. Even if it means the uncomfortable act of self-evaluation and improvement.

My snakes would absolutely escape their terrariums if I let them. That doesn’t mean they are happier, healthier, or safer if I let them free roam my house unsupervised.

can-i-make-image-descriptions:

mihai-florescu:

[Image ID: Tweet from ellis (ghost emoji) (@/ hauntHTML) on Jun 18, 2023 reading: me: 2 redbull and an adderall breakfast is the most important meal of the day, that’s right

my guardian angel (currently taking the form of Nagito Komaeda to try and get me to listen to him): Do we think maybe a vegetable would cause less despair /End ID]

paranormalglass:

lucy-x-5billion:

bunjywunjy:

hm.

well. that’s.

hm.

hey guys wanna come over and play 9/11 with me

@pipsqueaked-pip

guooey:

this guy suuuucksss he can’t catch anythingggg

freakinasheet:

supermariomamafucker:

making my humidifier and dehumidifier participate in a cruel and pointless war

gjjuddmk2:

i-say-ok:

literary-squagon:

juicedoesthings:

vaporwavesimulator:

officialtokyosan:

vaporwavesimulator:

hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

ye

enter the cornflakes domain

I fucking hate this website because not only did I click this goddamn link expecting it to be a joke of some sort, but it wasn’t a joke and I sat here spinning the screen around enjoying myself in a stupid bag of cornflakes like the dumbass monkey I am on Tumblr.com, enthralled by being in a bag of corn flakes in

enrichment

ok.

i-say-ok:

literary-squagon:

juicedoesthings:

vaporwavesimulator:

officialtokyosan:

vaporwavesimulator:

hey followers. have you ever wanted to know how it feels to be inside a bag of cornflakes

ye

enter the cornflakes domain

I fucking hate this website because not only did I click this goddamn link expecting it to be a joke of some sort, but it wasn’t a joke and I sat here spinning the screen around enjoying myself in a stupid bag of cornflakes like the dumbass monkey I am on Tumblr.com, enthralled by being in a bag of corn flakes in

enrichment

ok.