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Any advice for when everything is terrible and stressful but you don't have the time for a pleasant distraction/hobby/craft? Not currently having such a time but I think it might be the eye of the storm
Hey, queer people of Tumblr. Com, hypothetically if you had been hiding the fact that you were trans from your parents for three years, not because they wouldn't support you, but because it would change every dynamic in your family, but now you need to, how would you go about doing that?
How does one clean with mental disorders and chronic pain? All of the tips I see for the mental aspect is “work until you drop in 5 minute increments and tell yourself you’ll only clean for a short period of time each increment” which deteriorates my body and the ones I see for chronic pain are tips for deep cleaning instead of just basic cleaning. Help.
And lack the practical skills to make it come true.
I also have… a creepy-as-fuck pumpkin. And I need someone to tell me how to make the vision I have for this pumpkin become reality.
See picture below. Now imagine with me a gaping, toothy, bloody grin. And eye sockets gouged into the skin of the pumpkin with more blood running from them. And maybe some sort of eyeballs smashed into the sockets. A creepy, bloody head.
The only Jack o lanterns I can make are the cartoony, goofy ones with three teeth and triangle eyes. I need to turn this one into a nightmare. A bloody Jack Skellington.
Can I dye the flesh red like blood? Can I do surface carving with a dull spoon to make it look like he gouged out his own eyes?
Help me. I’ve only got one shot to make this vision a reality.
i had a dream that time travel was invented and too many people choose to travel back in time to save the titanic from sinking (the question of whether unsinking of the titanic deserved so much attention in the face of human history was the subject of both heavy academic and online discourse), which caused a rift in the space-time-continuum that led to the titanic showing up indiscriminately all over the world’s oceans and sea in various states of sinking.
this caused a lot of issues both in terms of fixing said space-time-continuum and in terms of nautical navigation, and after a long and heavy battle in the international maritime organization it was decided that the bureaucratic burden of dealing with this was to be upon Ireland, much to their dismay. the Irish Government then released an app for all sailors and seafarers so they could report titanic sightings during their journeys, even though they heavily dissuaded you from reporting them given the paperwork it caused.
anyway i woke up with a clear image of the app in my head and needed to recreate it for all of you:
if you were trapped in a time loop how many repetitions do you think it would take for you to willingly kill another person, knowing there would be no consequences
Mobei Jun is just like: so humans do that? Why r u short circuiting? Is this flirting?
Lil guy probably scared plenty of business partners into deals because of an involuntary eye twitch that freaked them out bad enough to sign the paper just to get the twitchy man far away asap.
Oh yeah, especially when they try to put an offer that doesn't benefit his king AT ALL all while Mobei Jun is convinced it's some type of flirting
Oh I can give you leshycat alright, but it’ll be the bootleg brand leshycat- the kind you’d find in the back of a target- where instead of kissing yellow cat, we kiss grape cat (kitty).
Bonus:
where else in the world can you go to get a kiss so (LITERALLY) spicy??
“What came out was not what went in.” A rasping laugh as the Carver laid the shard of bone on the ground beside him. “How lovely she is—new as a fawn and yet ancient as the sea. How she calls to you. A queen, as my sister once was. Terrible and proud; beautiful as a winter sunrise.” ♛
Do you know how desperate I am to have Chimney throw Eddie's own words back at him to try to kick his metaphorical ass into gear about Buck?
For Chimney to see Eddie watching Buck with Christopher, acting like his other parent with the fondest look on his face.
For him to see Eddie and Buck building their lives around each other but not taking that next step.
For Chim to see the way Eddie's eyes go all soft when he looks at Buck and realize that's how he looks at Maddie.
And then for him to pull Eddie aside before a shift, in the same locker room where Eddie told Chim that tomorrow isn't promised to anyone, so if you love her tell her and parrot those words back to him.
"A wise man once told me that tomorrow isn't promised to anyone, so if you love him, tell him." Before very purposely looking through the glass walls to where Buck is laughing at something Hen just said. "But what do I know, I'm only about to marry my Buckley."
need syd and carmy sharing wardrobe. jackets and beanies and sweatshirts and tank tops and white tees and button ups and pajamas and boxers and muscle tees and and
just them grabbing things off of the floor to wear, uncaring, switching over until there’s no distinction between his and hers besides a couple of syd’s more flouncy tops and such. it’s clear they both care about clothes and what they wear. i love the idea of them pulling from the same closet, one casually commenting that a piece looks good on the other, uncaring that it’s theirs. syd laying naked in bed, watching carmy get ready, helping him pick out his outfit with an off-handed, what about that blue button up of mine? asking carmy yeah? when he’s donned it, looking at himself the mirror, carmy turning and asking yeah? back, then crawling towards her on the mussed bed, kissing her arm, shoulder, across her collarbone, and just under her chin, until he reaches her face, hovering a breath away, barefoot, freshly showered, smelling of aftershave and toothpaste, in her shirt and his go-to jeans, chain brushing her skin just barely as it makes its way through the couple of undone buttons, syd humming mhmm and kissing him slow and dirty before patting him on the butt and saying, you’re gonna be late. don’t forget your coat. ‘s on the couch. (where she left it after her morning bagel and caffeine run (coffee for carmen, earl grey for her, naturally), throwing it and his beanie on with some headphones to get to walking down the block.)