#I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE!
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respectthepetty · 8 months ago
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Warning: I'm about to be real crazy about Wandee Goodday's eighth episode.
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BECAUSE WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING WITH THE COLORS?!
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I knew love was coming because of pink = 💕love💕 but they are framed in purple
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Because their colors are purple and yellow!*
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Yak's color is yellow.
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Not brown.
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YELLOW!
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And Dee's color is purple
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So why do I keep getting attacked by this damn blue!
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It's purple, Dee!
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It's yellow, Yak!
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So why can y'all not get your shit together?!
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Why am I seeing these fake colors?!
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Why can we not figure this out?!
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WHAT IS WITH THIS FUCKING BLUE?!
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And that damn brown?!
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Next week, Dee is going to call out Yak for not being himself.
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And they are going to end up in a space that fits both of them
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So after that, can we please stop with these fake colors?
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Yak already said that he loves Dee, so it is about damn time for him to put on Yak's purple!
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If the colors do not color the exact way I think they should, I will not enjoy this show any less because I am greatly enjoying it so far, but . . . either I see purple on Yak's body the next time they kiss on the lips or in the finale because if not, I'm going to turn into Miley Ray Cyrus and come in like a motherfucking wrecking ball to destroy EVERYTHING!
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AHHHHHH!!!!!!
*I could be wrong. Their colors could be brown and blue. They could be bi-colored. Yeah, and Bojangles Bo-Berry Biscuit could not be the best biscuit that ever existed at any chicken joint. I'm always open to the possibility that I'm wrong about stuff. I don't think I have everything right all the time. I've been wrong before. This could be another instance of that. But if I'm wrong, then the whole team is wrong, and that seems . . . wrong.
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We can't ALL be wrong?
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makorragal-312 · 8 months ago
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I know it's already been weeks since the finale, but the fact that Chris was so pissed at Eddie that he would rather go to Texas and stay with the grandparents who spent his whole life infantilizing him because of his CP and have been trying to take him away from his dad ever since his mother left is something that continues to bother me.
I honestly can't tell if it's OOC writing, a plot element to get Eddie to come out, or just something that's supposed to further develop Eddie and Buck's relationship in Season 8.
Either way, I'm still in constant pain.
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lauranthalasah · 2 years ago
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I made this post calling Russian people, but new information dictates it might be german people who I need! So... redacted follows:
Russian German people... I need help finding some info that has created an existential doubt in me.
In my country there’s a law by which the 7th son in a row, or the 7th daughter in a row, can become the godson or goddaughter of our president.
This started over a century ago when a family native from Russia, but whom apparently were German in culture, sent a letter to the then president asking for it. Now, as far as I know, the letter has not survived to this day, and the basics of the petition can be resumed to “It happened back home”, but there’s doubts about WHY it happened back home. One article tells you it has some superstition attached to it, and another denies it.
Basically, I’m trying to find out why this was a thing back then in Russia (maybe still is, maybe it never was... and maybe it was thanks to germans), but I can not find any information about it... help, please! Have any of you heard about this?
Even with this new information, I can't find anything! Like... I'm the granddaughter of someone who was part of this practice, and I met a mom who has a daughter in this situation this week!. If it happened somewhere else, someone should remember some member of the family who was part as well!
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chiptrillino-art · 25 days ago
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Zuko is just playing hard to get
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calicorobin · 6 months ago
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beanbag chair psychology
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i-dont-watch-movies-or-tv · 4 months ago
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I feel like the age of having a "burner email" is gone. Out of curiosity,
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medli20 · 8 months ago
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Garfield Meshi
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galaxythreads · 16 days ago
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i'm thinking about jason vs white streak and a helmet that doesn't cover his entire face, and the absolute missed comedy of the entirety of crime alley thinking that they are getting beaten up by a very old man.
Average crime alley guy: yeah and then he stopped wearing the full face cover and his hair is like white underneath it's so weird--
other guy: wait. like. white? Like. LIke old person white?
Average crime alley guy: oh my god. oh my goooood. he uses a voice modulator to hide that he's approximately 98 years old. mr hood sir do you need help crossing the street?
Jason, 19: ?????????????
jason then realizes the convenience of being able to take off the mask and no one realize it's him because they're looking for someone older than alfred and just goes along with it and tells increasingly made up stories about being young in the 40s while shooting peoples kneecaps out.
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detailedart · 9 months ago
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Details: Lilith and the Serpent, by A.J. Hamilton.
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buttercuparry · 6 months ago
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Tumblr is more about reblogging social justice posts than anything. Everyone gets to have their moment of tongue clucking at the newest antics the racists on this website put up, and that's it. Let me tell you something; your continued attention on fundraisering posts would do more good to those these racist Zionists are trying to harass, than you reblogging the hundredth post about them threatening to snitch to the FBI.
Today is Thursday and Siraj Abudayeh still hasn't reached 50k. He escaped death yesterday, and today he had to risk his life again to get a hotspot connection- all so that he may continue to campaign...Him reaching his end goal of 82k, would help him better than you picking a fight with Zionists on tumblr. Please he is stuck at $49636 CAD.
I BEG YOU TO BOOST AND DONATE AND GET SIRAJ AT LEAST TO 50K.
(Vetting at 219)
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greghatecrimes · 6 months ago
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for the love of god
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yangjeongin · 7 months ago
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HYUNJIN | "ATE" JACKET MAKING
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prlssprfctn · 21 days ago
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In his new room - in his new house - Jason searches up for a circus performances and stares at them for hours. First, he watches at them mindlessly, unconsciously curious, and then, he starts to take notes.
He is a street kid, and everything about him screams of that. So, he is nowhere near the grace of these performers on the screen. His arms are not that strong, too, but he is agile, and his legs are much stronger - he can think of something.
He can be just as good as the boy he is replacing.
It is not like someone tells him to match Richard Grayson, and it is not like someone admits that Jason is here to replace the first Wonder Boy, but Jason heard Bruce's conversation with Dick earlier. It was meant not for his ears, but it doesn't matter now.
"So, now what, you exile me, and bring a boy to replace me?!"
Jason is not mad. All of it ‐ adoption papers, the manor, the school - is much more than he ever thought he would get in his life. Being replacement doesn't sound as bad anyway; especially, if his brother is so cool.
So, he makes notes on circus performances and slightly chopes his hair. They are much curlier than Dick's - he has more of a wavy ones, and the only ever look that way, when they get long; his childhood photos with short hair looks too straight - but the cut does its magic.
The next day, Bruce compliments his hair absentmindedly and is positively surprised by his new moves on the patrol, asking where he learnt it from. Jason lies about not remembering, but his cheeks are flashed, and his smile is all about teeth. He can't wait to show it to Dick once they finally get on a mission together.
Expect, when they do, Dick just nods and mutters a light-hearted "good job" before leaving to talk with his team. And Jason knows Dick doesn't want to be mean - he gets it; no one feels good about having a replacement, especially the one that seems so cheap in comparison - but he still cries that night in his pillow, feeling himself a little kid, even if he isn't one. Even if he never was.
Jason wonders if his own replacement would make him understand Dick.
But Jason never gets replaced.
No matter the taunting voice of the Lazarus Pit in the back of his head - that sometimes sounds suspiciously like Talia's; you remain unavenged and replaced - and his own intrusive thoughts that spiral in uneven lines, Jason doesn't think Tim was ever meant to be his replacement. Being replaced means to match the person that was meant to be left behind. And no one asked Tim to be like Jason.
If anything, memory of Jason was thrown under the rag, hidden and locked securely in heads of those who survived. And if they brought Jason up, then it was always an example of what Robin shouldn't do: run away, disobey, and allow emotions to consume you. So, not much of an exemplary original. More like an opposite.
Jason feels an urge to explain that to Tim once; when they sit together on the rooftop, almost like a proper family, instead of broken pieces of someone's idea of a one.
'You could never replace me,' he says, and the instant it leaves his mouth, he knows it came out wrong.
Tim rolls his eyes.
'Yeah, dude. Whatever.'
'No, I mean—' He grits his teeth, scrapping slightly the back of his hand. 'I mean... You could never replace me, because... Because you were always better.'
Tim freezes. His big blue eyes shift in something more confused, and it is almost as if he is not sure how he needs to react — to protest? To agree? To thank him?
Jason doesn't know what to do, too.
He wants to say: it is easy as that, babybird. They wanted to have someone who would have nothing in common with me — someone who could help them to forget about my existence, about the existence of the failed Robin.
But he can't make himself speak again. And he is not sure he wants to stay any longer to hear Tin manging to put his thoughts in the words; he is better than him at this, too, and he almost always sounds convincing.
So, he leaves.
In his room - in the building he owns now - he ruffles his outgrown hair, fluffs up the white streak, and passes by his only remaining photo with Bruce in the frame, on the shelf under the stolen tire.
He still does this semi-circus move in his fights - almost frozen in the air, with his back arched - but he doesn't expect anyone to compliment him anymore.
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hexedwithluck · 8 days ago
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I did the meme :)
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tpup · 3 months ago
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homeless and so fucking scared lol
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months ago
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...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.
(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)
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