#op your tags are amazing

[irascible-iridescent]

The realest part of the Barbie Movie was when Barbie was like "okay but what if this hurts his feelings? what if this makes him sad? :(" after Ken stole her house, stole her car, and stole her agency, because as a woman you still have to second guess everything you do on the assessment of whether it might hurt a man's feelings.

And then that apprehension was proven right one million times over by the entire Conservative Internet Manosphere pissing and shitting and screaming themselves hoarse over Barbie daring to hurt a man's feelings.

[pinky-in-blankets]

Soaring through the Raceway-

🚦🛹Meet Racer!Scribbles! 🚦🛹

《 Hold on- this isn't Skyline speedway!? Where's all the zero gravity racers? Looks like little scribbles has found herself signed up for a different kind of competition! 》

《 Glitch in the system or not- looks like this little mouse is in for a new kind of race. 》

《 Once a professional Airboard rider is now forced to enter a car race- she's had an interesting time adjusting to the change of equipment and rules. Caine was most scared she'd end up hurting herself- so he opted with giving her A Go Kart till she can get herself a proper racing vehicle. She did not enjoy her first race. 》

《 Needless to say- Her second race was certainly something when she pulled up in her little DIY vehicle. Color the other racers impressed. And a little afraid of what she's capable of..》

《 Ultimately- Against his better judgement- Caine just let her keep her board. Mostly to keep the little mechanical genius out of the workshop less she create something a bit more.. ambitious. She seems happy.

So, Talkative or not, this smart little inventor was definitely a lively addition to the racing roster. Who knows what kind of trouble this little powerhouse will get into this season?

Either way, it'll be quite the spectacle to see! 》

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Tadc Raceway!au belongs to @theamazingdigitalraceway

[athousandbyeol]

you're mine no matter what. i'm not your second option.

[requested by anon under @gunsatthaphan's post.]

[ao3screenshotss]

[kill-cry-die]

Luffy stimboard

🏴‍☠️ 🏴‍☠️ 🏴‍☠️

🌊 🌊 🌊

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Happy birthday @apiratefellinlovewithastar 💙💙💙

[r0semultiverse]

In case you didn’t know or needed to hear it, things do get better after you turn 18. Your life isn’t over even when you hit 21. 💜

This is me at vaguely around my mid-twenties (in the reblogs since apparently my selfies aren’t allowed, thanks tumblr). Agender, nonbinary, & in a happy polyamorous relationship! I’m trans & I’m here & while I don’t have everything figured out, I certainly have figured myself out way more than when I was younger. 💜 Yes it gets better. Yes you can grow older & be trans. There are people out there willing to love & accept you for you. There are partners, friends, family to be found. Don’t give up! 💪 Be proud, be loud, & let your rage out! Down with cis! Let’s rock this joint & keep on living!! 🖤 Things will be less noisy eventually, just please live! ⭐️

💖 You are worth it & it gets better! 💜

[gandalftheweeb]

have encountered the kny dub and am absolutely enthused that rengoku vs akaza is just as lowkey sexually charged as the japanese, if not more so

[ravensmadreads]

Youre giving me life rn the tags are so funny. Thank you!

Shut up your fic has me in a chokehold???? It's so funny and soft and hot and amazing and I can totally see future heartbreak but I'm still gonna finish it and okay im gonna shut up now

IT'S KILLING ME

P.S Anita Moreno is a badass and I love her.

[iveneverbeenmorestressedinmylife]

Saw your header just instantly hit follow. It also turns out I already followed your art blog!

Skskskskssk thanks for the vote of confidence <3 credit for the header gif goes to @mesasorbit ! God bless.

[wheneverfeasible]

Adding a little something too!

It is common that you might see a regular drinker tap the bottom of their shot glass against the bar top or table before shooting it back. It is a little “drinker’s etiquette” that not everyone does, but it’s basically like cheersing the establishment, thanking the bar or house or wherever they are and wishing the place continued good will and luck.

It’s not super important, but it is something that can add a little extra detail to the scene if you choose to include it to your works.

Alcohol tips for newbie writers (or non drinkers!):

At bars, people who order “chasers” after their shots are ordering something to wash down the taste of their shot with. This can be juice, soda, more alcohol, or even pickle juice

Hard liquor is generally sold in stores as shots (tiny bottles), fifths, liters, and handles or in ml (50, 100, 200 etc)

Most people can’t finish an entire fifth of hard liquor (vodka, etc) on their own without being very ill

Conversely, many people can finish an entire bottle of wine on their own without being ill

Liquor can be “bottom shelf” or “rail” or “well” – all synonyms for the cheapest version of alcohol a bartender has. Bars generally keep several “levels” of alcohol stocked

You order a drink with the alcohol first, then the mix – e.g., a “vodka soda” or a “Tito’s and tonic”

When you “close out a tab”, you pay for all of the drinks you’ve had that night. Either the bartender already has your card (you “opened a tab” earlier) or it was quiet enough that they just kept an eye on you and tallied your bill up at the end

“Doubles” are drinks or shots with double the standard pour of alcohol

In the US, most shots (pours) are 1.5 oz by default. 

Mixed drinks (gin and tonic, vodka lemonade, cosmos, etc) are generally made up of 1-2 shots and a mixer 

If you don’t specify which type of alcohol you’d like in a mixed drink (vodka cranberry, for example) the bartender will put whatever the “house” liquor is – and this depends entirely on the establishment. A dive bar will pour rail by default, whereas a nicer tavern might make all vodka cranberries with Tito’s

PLEASE TIP YOUR BARTENDERS THEY WILL REMEMBER YOU I PROMISE

[goatsandgangsters]

how to find literally any post on a blog in seconds (on desktop)

there are so many posts about ~tumblr is so broken, you can’t find any post on your own blog, it’s impossible, bluhrblub~

I am here to tell you otherwise! it is in fact INCREDIBLY easy to find a post on a blog if you’re on desktop/browser and you know what you’re doing:

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant. every single post, every single time. in chronological order starting with the most recent post. note: it will not find #croissants or that time you made the typo #croidnssants. for a tag with multiple words, it’s just /tagged/my-croissant and it will show you everything with the exact phrase #my croissant

url.tumblr.com/tagged/croissant/chrono will bring up EVERY post on the blog tagged with the exact phrase #croissant, but it will show them in reverse order with the oldest first 

url.tumblr.com/search/croissant isn’t as perfect at finding everything, but it’s generally loads better than the search on mobile. it will find a good array of posts that have the word croissant in them somewhere. could be in the body of the post (op captioned it “look at my croissant”) or in the tags (#man I want a croissant). it won’t necessarily find EVERYTHING like /tagged/ does, but I find it’s still more reliable than search on mobile. you can sometimes even find posts by a specific user by searching their url. also, unlike whatever random assortment tumblr mobile pulls up, it will still show them in a more logically chronological order

url.tumblr.com/day/2020/11/05 will show you every post on the blog from november 5th, 2020, in case you’re taking a break from croissants to look for destiel election memes 

url.tumblr.com/archive/ is search paradise. easily go to a particular month and see all posts as thumbnails! search by post type! search by tags but as thumbnails now

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio will show you every audio post on your blog (you can also filter by other post types). sometimes a little imperfect if you’re looking for a video when the op embedded the video in a text post instead of posting as a video post, etc

url.tumblr.com/archive/tagged/croissant will show you EVERY post on the blog tagged with the specific and exact phrase #croissant, but it will show you them in the archive thumbnail view divided by months. very useful if you’re looking for a specific picture of a croissant that was reblogged 6 months ago and want to be able to scan for it quickly 

url.tumblr.com/archive/filter-by/audio/tagged/croissant will show you every audio post tagged with the specific phrase #croissant (you can also filter by photo or text instead, because I don’t know why you have audio posts tagged croissant) 

the tag system on desktop tumblr is GENUINELY amazing for searching within a specific blog! 

caveat: this assumes a person HAS a desktop theme (or “custom theme”) enabled. a “custom theme” is url.tumblr.com, as opposed to tumblr.com/url. I’ve heard you have to opt-into the former now, when it used to be the default, so not everyone HAS a custom theme where you can use all those neat url tricks. 

if the person doesn’t have a “custom theme” enabled, you’re beholden to the search bar. still, I’ve found the search bar on tumblr.com/url is WAY more reliable than search on mobile. for starters, it tends to bring posts up in a sensible order, instead of dredging up random posts from 2013 before anything else

if you’re on mobile, I’m sorry. godspeed and good luck finding anything. (my one tip is that if you’re able to click ON a tag rather than go through the search bar, you’ll have better luck. if your mutual has recently reblogged a post tagged #croissant, you can click #croissant and it’ll bring up everything tagged #croissant just like /tagged/croissant. but if there’s no readily available tag to click on, you have to rely on the mobile search bar and its weird bizarre whims) 

[alanbates]

have you seen king of hearts? I don't remember enjoying it per se but I liked the bits where alan bates was running around confused in a kilt 👍

Hiii! Not yet, I still have a few movies missing from his filmography (don't think I'll look for them all because some of them aren't really worth watching afaik) but thanks for the info!! :3

[sharonaparadox]

[Video: fan animation focusing on Alastor and Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel set to “Perception Check” by Tom Cardy with subtitles at the bottom in all capital letters for the lyrics. The art style is reminiscent of the original animated series with detail given to the characters’ expressions for humorous effect.

The song starts, “So you notice that one of the hooded figures is a little shorter” as Lucifer, looking as if he stands at maybe Alastor’s ankles, glares up at the radio demon with clenched fists.

The song continues quickly as if cutting off the last line with “I cast Vicious Mockery” with the subtitles rendering the spell’s name in a stylized fiery font. Alastor grins mockingly with blood running down his chin as a glowing green 20-sided die floats above his hand. The shot changes to focus on said die, revealing that every side has a 20 on it, while the lyrics continue, “Nat 20, let’s go!”; the roll of the die is rendered in the subtitles in the same stylized font before returning to normal for the rest of the line. Alastor’s eyes glow red before his fist closes around the die, his expression now amused.

The next line is “You’re a short muthafucka and nobody likes you” while Alastor poses and sings into his microphone, his color scheme changing to the funky green and purple seen in some of his musical segments from the series. Lucifer, depicted at his regular height instead of being comically small, looks up with confused irritation as Alastor wags an index finger in his face mockingly.

Alastor dances a little and plays with his microphone staff as if it were a flute to accompany the music while the subtitles read out musical notes in brackets instead of lyrics. This is abruptly cut off by a shout of “SHORT” (text made to take up the whole background instead of being relegated to the bottom of the screen) with Alastor pointing his microphone down at the now ankle-sized Lucifer, one hand by his mouth as if making sure that the tiny man with the sculpted butt cheeks can hear him.

Alastor gestures to the other hotel residents and staff, minus Charlie, off to the side as they almost all look over with the exception of Vaggie crossing her arms. The song continues, “Everybody says ‘Look how fucking short that guy is’” while the shot changes to show them all leaning in toward each other with conspiratorial grins, including Niffty up on a nearby table. The scene zooms back in on Lucifer turning purple in indignation as he grips his cane so hard it begins to bend.

Alastor leans in with a paper clutched in one hand as Lucifer glares in rage, and the song continues, “And that stops you from forming meaningful relationships”; Alastor then gestures to Charlie behind Lucifer, who is looking away with a sad frown and rubbing at one of her arms uncomfortably. Lucifer looks surprised and upset before he turns back to look on with confused annoyance as Alastor unrolls the paper he was holding to reveal that it was divorce papers from Lilith reading, “Reason: Too Short”

The scene changes to show Alastor posing gleefully with one hand to his chest as he points his microphone staff up to the sky, and the shot continues upward to show the pearly gates of Heaven while the song goes, “When you were born, everybody thought that you were just a head”; the camera then stops at a younger-looking Lucifer with a halo and six large wings that appear to be connected to his grinning head with no visible body.

The next line goes, “But then the doctor said” with the subtitles exchanging the word “doctor” with the word “angels” (made larger to emphasize the replacement) while various angels that appeared as background characters in the show float on in. Their many-eyed forms are then shown in greater detail as one of them holds up an index finger and the song shouts, “WAIT”

Lucifer then turns, nervously sweating as many fingers point at him and the line goes on with “This stupid muthafuckin tiny short ass baby got a tiny little itty bitty body”; this is punctuated by even closer shots of him as he begins to tear up, each zoom revealing more of his miniature body in small blue robes.

The song concludes, “And I hate it” as the angels look varying degrees of offended and disgusted. The gates of Heaven burst open with a clang as one of said angels literally kicks out the crying baby, his halo tumbling away as the angel flips the bird to the falling Lucifer. End description.]

Lucifer: *enters the hotel*

Alastor: I cast vicious mockery 😈

An animation my sis and I made for fun

Music is Perception Check by Tom Cardy.

[rosecoloredknight]

can you please tag it when you post more nsfw stuff? I would appreciate it, thanks.

those two posts you saw will not be tagged nsfw, anon - however, I will tag future "nsfw" posts #notsafeforwhoops

That being said — it'll be a subjective thing of what I consider to be "nsfw" — I'm not sorry about it, anon. Please consider unfollowing me so that tumblr continues to be a place where you find solace and joy!!

[chaosandmarigolds]

Dreamscape

(canon? whats that? we go with vibes in this house. Fem!reader, based off an amazing!! ask....um this is just sadness, I'm sorry.....if you want to add more sadness listen to Chasing Cars (yeah I cry to that song 99% of the time sorry))

One day..

With a grumble, he adjusted to the sudden shift of your body weight, to where you were essentially laying over him, and out of pure habit he wrapped his arm over the small of your back- only for you to whisper a soft ‘sorry’ before standing up all the way. Which caused him to think, it was a Saturday and there weren’t any Ops he had been assigned, so there was no purpose in waking up before the sun. So with a tilt of the head, he moves to sit up, watching as you tug out the duffle bag from the couch.

Maybe when the war is over…

“Love?”

You almost jump as your fiance calls the nickname and you turn around, giving him a little smile, “Good morning.”

Simon gives you a look as he turns on the lamp and watches your mannerisms, the timidness behind every movement, “Wha’s goin on?” A valid question, what had happened was that you and Johnny were assigned to what Price lightly put as a ‘suicide mission,’ and what you didn’t want to happen was for Simon to force then add himself to it- as it would then decrease your chances of survival by that much. So you falter for a moment, trying to avert your gaze. With a panicked breath you motion to the kitchenette, “I’ll make tea! Oh! And let’s use the special type, the one we got from Inida? Yeah! Yeah-”

Of course, the echoed whisper of your name made you stop your walk and you slowly turned to face him, your face downturned, you were an awful lair, you were never sent to integrations because you hated to see people hurt. And it killed you to see him searching for an answer, to see him scared for your sake- and for the great and terrifying Simon Riley…that was saying something.

Once the smoke settles…

“You’re not going.”

“It doesn’t-” You groan and throw your head into your hands, “It doesn’t work like that, you know that.”

“No, you’re not going, ‘ll take the spot,” He was grasping at broken shards of sense because he knew the choice was set in stone that not even a sword made of the purest of intentions couldn’t crack it. “Let me talk to-”

“SIMON.”

You take a sharp breath and look at him from across the room, by that time you were fully dressed, hair tied back, boots laced up. Engangment ring which was supposed to be switched out in less than a week hanging onto your dog tags. It took a moment to find the words but they were able to come after a moment, “There is no talking to Laswell or the Captain, there is no loophole, there is no replacing, there is nothing you can do. I have it covered. I do not need you to come and save me when I can save myself.”

Maybe once we got ourselves picked up…

The silence was stiff, and he then finally relented, slowly walking over to you, tucking the tags into your shirt, voice hushed, “Johnny ‘ll take care of ya.”

“I did…I didn’t mean it like that.”

“I know.” He pressed his lip to the crown of your head, “Jus lemme think I can save you from everythin.”

You stay silent, then with a short step you move to allow him to hold you, “You can.”

We can move somewhere far away, within the groves of tranquility …

You give Johnny a dull laugh as you walk down the rusted corridor, his laugh echoing through your earpiece. It was nice, laughing for what felt like the first time in forty or so hours, the mission was not even close to being finished and you were already running on steam. So obviously it was time for some lame jokes, “As much as fireworks sound fun, I don’t think I want that in my wedding.”

“Gah,” He chuckled from his spot, waiting for you to clear the hallway so he could follow, “Ghosty woulda lemme.”

“Oh yeah, Ghost would have loved it,” You return with a bitten-back laugh, and then turn the corner, leading with your gun, eyes looking over the blood splatters on the ground and you then whisper, “Clear.”

Before you could even blink the hiss of a gunshot hissed into your earpiece burning with such a pain you had to rip it out, hand going to your ear.

With a staggering step to catch your balance and blink the tears out of your eyes you were then met with a gun being shoved to the back of your head.

You never thought blinding light could hold such peace.

I would prefer our home to not be the shadows cast by the towering and rickety oaks, rather it be in the sun, lightened by new lives we could live

The carrier came back with supplies, no saved hostage, just two bodies left mangled by the enemy no captain even- the craft had been on autopilot.

A message, a warning left within that metal body.

The silence as the door swung itself open. They had all seen death, they had seen things no human should have seen.

There was something about the sight of their teammates laying tossed on the floor of an aircraft that made Kyle turn away

That made Price need a day before he filed the paperwork.

Something about it ruined Simon.

A large house ideally, so that way we can have as many kids and dogs as we want, something to usher in a new meaning behind our names

Silence is what he use to hold peace in, yet all he could hear when there was silence was the what-ifs, did you scream? Was it quick? Did it hurt? Why didn’t he go? Why did he let it happen?

That day he lost the only people he had loved and it was cursing him, bottles couldn’t cure it, opioids didn’t numb more than he had already been, nothing was saving him. He summed that up by saying maybe he didn’t deserve saving.

A garden, lively with bees and colorful with every flower I can manage to grow,

He couldn’t bring himself to go through your things, he was the next of kin, as for Johnny- all of his things had been shipped back to his family, yours? They sat where you had left them that morning you left, your notebook collecting desk on the coffee table, mug still half-filled with water. Lipstick stain still on his balaclava from the last time he took you out on a proper date.

In a drunken stupor, he grabbed the notebook, for the intention of tossing it away, forcing himself to forget every tiny detail of what was. But something told him to open up the pages, so for a millionth of a second he did, yet the sight of your handwriting which you would jokingly name ‘chicken scratch’ forever ingrained on the pages caused something in him to break all over again.

A porch where we can dance in the moonlight

“Riley.” John seemed shocked by the sight of the former lieutenant on his doorstep, sure he had offered ‘anything’ after the deaths, yet he never expected for Simon to take him up on it. For the first time in two years, for the first time since he had to discharge him, he saw what he thought was a completely sober man before him.

It was taking every ounce of Simon to not just turn away, to say it was a bad idea and run, run away from the emotions, but he was going to this…he had to. “You wanna build a house?”

A library so I can put all of those books you bought me, somewhere we can escape the haunting reality of the past

A year, he and John spent a year of work on the house once Simon found the perfect lot of land not too far out of London. Weekends spent from morning to dusk, John’s kids helping when they were in town and Eliza, John’s wife, coming by with food and to do the painting. The foundation has your name forever printed within it.

All of it sounds so poetic when I scribble them down, but the reality is as long as I have your love I am home

A garden he tended every morning and dusk to make sure they were perfectly planted, large enough to where the neighbors would come by to pick bouquets. He would watch the child run through the stone pathways, wondering what could have been.

The library was filled with novels he swore to collect, writing your name as the owner as he placed them in the rows of the shelving he took careful time carving.

I will love you forever and always, Ghost-boy

“You built a good home,” Kyle had told him, close to ten years after all of it had happened, sitting beside him on the porch. He knew it was probably the only thing that kept him alive this long, so he was thankful for it.

Simon nodded slowly, “Thank you.”

(annnyway, that’s all! Any and all comments, feedback and all that mean so much! Thanks for the ask!! <3)

[boreal-sea]

If you add a tag to Tumblr's built-in filtering system, it will filter based on the ORIGINAL TAGS OP PUT ON THE POST.

I learned this awesome fact last week that I don't think many people know about. Instead of shaming you for not knowing, like I was shamed, I'm just gonna enthusiastically TELL you!

This is amazing. This means that if a TERF post tagged "terf safe" escapes containment and ends up on your dash, you'll know. Probably none of the reblogs are tagged with anything suspicious, but because the OP tagged it "terf safe", your filter will catch it.

This is also great for folks who need to make sure they avoid potential triggers - I know that when I reblog I'm often lazy and do not tag triggers. I'm a lot more careful when I'm the OP of the post, though, and I bet that applies to most folks.