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littleeyesofpallas · 10 months ago
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I wasn't going to make or post one myself at first. (Despite having made this, I'm kind of not really into the tiermaker thing? I have issues with like "top 10" lists and other arbitrary rankings because I just feel like I don't have enough of a real criteria or where to start.) But it seemed in poor taste to invite people to show off their bad taste in waifus and not offer up my own vulnerability. So go ahead, judge my taste
Doing this just reminds me why I actually really appreciate things like dragonflycave's crazy huge pokemon sorter that just feeds to either-or/greater than/equal to prompts until it works out its own mathematical score, instead of making me drag that shit around manually. (The Pokemon fav. character sorter here on tubmlr too)
Clearly, what I really need is to invent some kind of needlessly complex 3 dimensional tagging, scoring and charting system that determines proximities and shared borders and relative positioning for you and then lets you zoom around them in VR like it's a fucking star wars galaxy map
I hate that now that I actually finished this dumb thing, I've still got the itch to fuck around with clippings, and it's making me considering making a husbando one, even though I specifically said I wouldn't......
Also silly question, but am I the only person who gets like seemingly disproportionately hung up on bad anime hair? Hime cuts and blunt bangs are just a hard demerit for me for some reason... Similar with straight bob cuts. And, like, Pokemon has a strong thriving waifu based fandom, but some of their goofy ass hair is just too much to look past for me.
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mroddmod · 3 days ago
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some recent stuff i've done in magma bc im kind of addicted to using it lol
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emacrow · 6 months ago
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Um.. Superman.. what that thing stuck on your cape?
Clark's brain short circuit for a moment as he just got back of flying at great speed in the middle of deep space to thrown one of Lex's giants bombs destroy the city and come back in record time.
He turn a bit to look at his cape to see a tiny humanoid starlight dust covered child with white hair, glowing full green that look like white specks stars were implanted themselves into his big ol eyes, nawing on a handful of stardust with inhumanly sharp itsy bitsy fangs.
A small yet floating crown that look similar to one of Nasa pictures of far out space.
Did he just accidentally abducted an royal alien child/teen?
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popsicle-stick · 2 months ago
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will you meet me halfway?
anyway i finished wolf 359 earlier this month and ive been insane ever since so i had to get this out my system. i Care for them so so Deeply
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abbeyofcyn · 3 months ago
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✨️Shooting star✨️
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genuinelyshallow · 10 months ago
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"Gaza's doctors, the greatest doctors on this planet.
Despite being surrounded by tanks, not having enough no equipment, and being separated from their families.
They work with unbelievable efforts
Keep them in your prayers. "
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staticwither · 4 months ago
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Movie poster concept for rise space arc
Yeah I was soybean for that fashion competition I definitely didn’t forget to post it
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septemberlikeastorm · 4 months ago
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love that qimir/the stranger is canonically a giant purse girlie
need snacks?? my guy's got a single slim jim & seven (7) whole coconuts in there need cash?? no problem just ignore the dried blood on it it's fine don't WORRY ABOUT IT need tampons?? name your flow bro. he's got you covered from light to "guess there's no point striking you down with my lightsaber, with this kind of blood loss you'll be dead in seven minutes anyway"
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felidaefatigue · 8 months ago
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We find no rest for our weary bones unless we cling to the word of grace. Also on Etsy.
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tanzanite-zircon · 3 months ago
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IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!
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deerspherestudios · 14 days ago
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HI! TYSM FOR ANSWERING MY LAST QUESTION, it honestly made me so so happy- BUT THIS ONE JUST POPPED INTO MY HEAD ! <3
Okay so...Laika is vidas dog, and I noticed Laika wears a galaxy-themed bandana around her neck, I'm wondering if this is a reference to the space dog Laika? If it is that is so adorable 😭😭 this honestly popped in my head and I can't get it out now-
If it wasn't obvious enough, yes!
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It's very subtle but I meant it as a way to show Vida's fascination with space. I never answered what their major was, but I think they would've gone on to study astronomy.
Also their frisbee was based off this image from the Atacama Large Millimeter Array (ALMA) telescope. I just thought it was a neat pattern and slapped it on. Plus,,,, ALMA.
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garbagequeer · 1 year ago
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jughead's toxic little polycule ending explained
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todaysbird · 15 days ago
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Today’s Bird is: this pair of Eurasian Griffon Vultures (Gyps fulvus)!
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lizardtheartist · 2 months ago
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So will you please say hello? To the folks that I know, tell them I won’t be long..🌌
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inkskinned · 1 year ago
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you were raised in comparison.
it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.
you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.
you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.
what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.
it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.
you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.
you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?
a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.
you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.
it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.
something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.
#writeblr#warm up#my dad was actively doing bad shit to us and we STILL were told we were lucky . and to a point i do think im lucky#i just think also there's somethin to be said about like. how about we stop using comparison to dismiss ppls individual struggles#yes there are people who have no perspective. for the reference tho having perspective actually made me really unwilling to get help#for what was a serious and debilitating mental health issue. bc i thought i didnt DESERVE IT#and i would rather have 600 ppl who aren't THAT bad get help and get heard and get seen#than make any 1 kid. do the math that i did: look at the world that is dying and the people who are hurting and say#''oh. okay. others have it worse. they are probably better people than i am. i am being unreasonable. i cannot ask for help#i am not good. i am taking too much space. i am not worth saving.''#bc our WHOLE lives we are taught a scarcity mindset - that you can 'steal' from someone. so that instead of changing a system that doesn't#actually offer fair support to everyone#we put the impetus on the individual to just... demand less.#and here's something - there are probably ppl who think i DIDNT deserve to get help#bc i DID have it better than other people#and something about that is ... so sickening. bc i think all of us in some way at some point WILL need help.#we were supposed to make communities. we were supposed to offer our hands. we were supposed to raise the barn#instead we said: it could be worse. now handle it yourself
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