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doonarose · 4 months ago
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And now I am at my parents house. A bit at sea. Like it has been go-go-go and lots of booze and lots of social battery and also I had to present my own talk on the last day, but also carrell a couple of dinners and an AGM and a bunch of presentations by my staff and students and also just meet people and talk to them...
And now it's done and I kind of want to hibernate but cannot because tomorrow is sportsball day in Australia and I have zero interest (unaustralian) but both sisters and their partners and my niece are coming to my parents so it would be a dick move to go home and just sleep/do nothing. So I'm here until Sunday...
And then back at work on Monday.
I am also Enraged that I've now had it confirmed there was a meeting last week that I missed (because I was single-handedly running a symposium) where I was raked over the coals for being shit at my job... which.... everyone knows I am good at my job. I am factually the best at my job in the entire department I work in. They just keep changing the reporting structure and I refuse to sink a week every three months into manufacturing bullshit to appease... they're not even the powers that be, it's a bloody advisory committee.
But shit I Cannot handle people thinking I'm doing a bad job. And I would like to burn it all down.
I'd also fucking like to find a few hours to get back into fandom. And the enjoyment I need to push myself back in...
We shall see.
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eyanin · 2 years ago
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Seasonal bows 🌸🌿🍂❄️
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beastwhimsy · 1 year ago
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some pieces I've done for my exhibition! do not repost or reupload without my permission. image descriptions in alt text
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danikoshi-doodles · 6 months ago
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Can't believe Nickelodeon ate with a decent reboot AND a new sexyman on top of that
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tubbytarchia · 11 months ago
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Missed drawing these two too
Bonuses
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xmiricarox · 27 days ago
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My cat's been missing for two days. He's old. There are bad dogs around. He didn't answer our calls in the streets.
I had never loved an animal as much as I've loved him, and I shouldn't be speaking like this but I'm just afraid he's gone. He's not immortal after all.
If that's what happened, I don't know how will I recover. No more fish shaped biscuits in his bowl. No more making a space for him in my big bed. No more talking to him, being stared at by his pretty yellow eyes, playing with him.
I know that he doesn't love like us (or at all), but I do. I just hope he's ok and comes back to us soon.
I'm sorry, I just needed to take this out of my chest. Prayers would be very appreciated. Whatever God allows, it's for a greater good.
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mimi-saurio · 11 months ago
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Danny Phantom 🎶
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thefangirlinsideofme · 2 months ago
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tumblr is such a great website when you're trying to figure out your sexuality because apparently that's the hot topic in the world like everyone needs to know who's fucking who like it's their business, so conforming to these societal urges of strangers of "i need to know whats between your legs and also who you'd like to put there", i started questioning myself
i wanted to be able to be normal
but it didn't fit
i didn't fit
i was never actively looking for it, but i noticed that my experiences concerning relationships and sexuality kind of weren't like what i saw on tv
and i was baffled when i found out not everyone thinks that sex scenes in movies or tv shows were a goddamn waste of time and probably only made it on the screen to lengthen the epidode to their expected duration. no they were put there on purpose. and i was like why????
then i came across the term asexuality, and it was like the sky opened for angels to descend upon my horizon and sing the hymn of my people; i was literally like YES OMG THAT which i didn't say out loud because it happened while i was watching tv with my whole family and that was kinda awkward
after that i didn't put much thought into it. i made offhanded comments about it to a friend one time but i never mentioned it to anyone else because why. it's not something that just comes up in conversation and i never understood the hype around coming out (just MY opinion, i know a lot of people draw strength from saying their truth out loud YOU GO PEOPLE TELL EM SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOP)
ANYWAY
the point of this is
i found tumblr and, just, all the thoughts, doubts or questions i still have about myself i never bothered to answer because i literally don't care enough about knowing myself, all of that though, just comes up on my dash. just randomly. posts that reassure me. posts that are just like OMG EXACTLY YOU PUT IT INTO WORDS
in a world where no one in my life really gets asexuality, tumblr is a place where i don't have to feel like the odd one out.
and they really wouldn't get it. my family. they'd be supportive and nice about it obviously, but i don't think they'd be able to understand really what it means and frankly i'm too awkward to explain it to them but that's also totally fine because i know they love me for me, even the parts they don't know about.
and just for myself when i think i might be faking all this for attention while i'm telling no one about it (make it make sense), ace tumblr finds me with a hot chocolate, a blanket and a hug and says hey i've put this ace feeling into words do you relate and i cry and say yes yes i do thank you ace tumblr
and then i'm fine again :)
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inseparabiles · 2 months ago
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dealing you this like radioactive contraband before I go back to pretending I can't draw
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aeolianblues · 2 months ago
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Home is a pin rusting through a map...
FONTAINES D.C. - Big Shot (Glastonbury festival, 2024)
One of my favourite lines from Big Shot. Here's Grian singing it during Fontaines' headline set on the Park Stage at Glasto 2024. Figured it was also a decent shot, the pensive mood, Grian's tricolour band he sets up on his mic at every show the band play now, the beauty of all that in context of the line he's singing. And of course, for Grian in the eyeliner; I am a people pleaser at heart. I've been meaning to gif that moment since June.
[Note: Tumblr killed the quality so click it n be a bit patient if you want to see the proper gif :/]
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chronicreativity · 9 days ago
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A sci-fi(ish), queered retelling of the Medusa myth. Content warnings for discussions of rape and sexual assault. You can find my story here on AC|DC.
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huellitaa · 10 months ago
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being a girl with mommy issues is so weird because like. you give me so much and i am so grateful. i die a little every time someone compares me to you. i want to make you proud. i need to leave this house before i go insane. i'm so lucky to be close with my mum. i break down whenever someone says i'm proud of you.
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finzphoenix · 10 months ago
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Some of todays Batman drawings! ✍️💪
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hyakunana · 4 months ago
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God and his staff
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s-nebul0sa · 1 month ago
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Lena injures herself in the lab and requires stitches. Kara gets the call and goes into a worried frenzy and rushes to Lena’s side. As Kara dotes on her as Lena gets the stitches, Lena plays it off that it’s just a scratch and child’s play and starts brainstorming new tech for instances that requires stitches. Typical genius CEO and golden retriever gal story with fluff and romance 😄
Stitches
(Read below or on AO3)
The pain does not immediately register. The erlenmeyer flask that was in Lena’s hand just a moment ago has exploded into at least a hundred pieces. One of which liked Lena’s hand so much that it want to be inside it.
Flabbergasted, Lena stares at the offending piece of glass jutting out from her skin. Red welling up along its edges and slowly forming rivers down, dripping on the floor to mix with the solution that was previously contained inside the flask.
Shit.
At least there does not seem to be any glass in her face or anywhere else in her body. Her hand has a few small scrapes but those are just flesh wounds. Instinctively, Lena lifts her hand so it’s at head-height and both above her heart and her elbow, a trick used to slow down bleeding.
With practiced eyes, Lena scans the laboratory for any other glass pieces that might pose a future risk. There are some dangerous materials stored here, and though they should be locked away in safety boxes, it would not be the first time that someone made a mistake and left something out.
She does not notice anything that should not be out. Most of the glass is on the floor, either having hit nothing or having hit the hard wall and work bench and made their way down from there. Nothing to worry about.
Well, except that one piece stuck in her hand.
And now that she has determined there are no other threats, she starts to worry about herself. Lena never does well when she worries about herself.
With trembling hands, she wrestles with the end of her lab coat to get her phone out of her jean pocket. She almost loses, but determination wins. With her left thumb hovering over the screen, Lena thinks of what to do. This is not a 911 situation. There is just a little blood, not a lot. And it is not that bad.
Part of her just wants to fix it herself. Drive herself to a doctor or even just stitch up herself. But for the latter, she has neither the skill nor the steady hand at the moment. And the former seems like a very bad idea with only one hand functional and the other having glass sticking out of it. If she were to make one wrong move, the glass might be pushed further into her hand and do even more damage. Lena breathes out deeply.
Okay, first things first.
She tests her right hand. Carefully, she tries moving each finger and seeing if she can still feel them. They all seem to function as well as can be expected, so that is a relief. Hopefully no really deep damage. Or nerve damage, the worst kind.
With that settled, she focusses back on her phone. Debating for a minute whether she should worry her girlfriend, she ends up deciding Kara will be even more worried – or worse, hurt – if she does not call her immediately.
She pulls up Kara’s contact information and presses dial, then clamps the phone between her ear and shoulder. Lena walks over to the sink as she waits for Kara to pick up.
Kara answers quickly. “Hey, what’s up?”
“I’m okay but can you come pick me up and fly me to the DEO or the emergency room?” Lena asks casually, as she slowly takes off her lab coat. Thankfully, the piece in her hand is not so big that her hand no longer fits through her sleeve.
“What?!” Lena hears the worry in Kara’s voice through the phone followed by the telltale whoosh of Kara taking off in flight.
“I may have gotten slightly cut in the lab and probably need some stitches but it’s nothing life threatening,” Lena says in an attempt to take away Kara’s worry. Not that she feels like it is working. Lena turns back to the sink and cautiously washes her hands, carefully applying soap and hissing as it stings in the cut.
“Lab left or right?” Kara asks as Lena picks up that the wind has stopped ringing in Kara’s microphone. She must have landed.
“Left, but wait outside. I’m just going to finish washing my hands and I’ll meet you there.”
She hardly gets a chance to get some paper towels to dry her skin before the laboratory door flies open.
“Wait outside?!” Lena hears Kara yell both through the phone and the open door.
Lena looks up at her girlfriend, worry etched in her eyes. The crinkle between her brows even more pronounced than when Lena beat her at chess that one time.
“Yes, wait outside. This is a lab, Kara,” Lena scolds, but she cannot keep it up for long and walks to the safety of the superhero.
“Lena, that looks painful,” Kara points out when she notices the glass in Lena’s hand.
“That is why you need to fly me to someone who can fix it,” Lena responds, locking the door behind her when they leave. She will have to get her spill cleaned up later. She was not working with anything dangerous today so the biggest risk is posed by the broken glass and it is Friday evening and her personal lab so she has plenty of time to make sure it is cleaned up. Nobody is allowed in there without her explicit permission anyway.
(The whole story was too long, so the second half is in my next reblog.)
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niranutcake · 2 months ago
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🖌️ What better way to practice drawing him than to make a meme? ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ 🖌️
Inspired by @cutec3 's video: https://youtube.com/shorts/r8nc6nfFEGA?si=FrU1eCeejtw8ihBq
(also highly recommend to check out their comic "Fire for Hire"! It's a banger! ❤️‍🔥)
Anyway
*skedaddles back into the void*
Bonus:
Pics from the video bc I love y'all <3
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