la danse des pikmin rouges

debating if it would be funnier to have a bumper sticker saying "my other ride is a [exact make and model of the car the sticker is on]" or "my other ride is a [equally shitty but different car]"

2008 Honda Civic with the bumper sticker "My other ride is a 2007 Honda Civic"

This post has found its target market

there are many things tumblr as a whole has to learn but one of them is “someone can reblog a post without them endorsing every action the op has ever taken, we are not beholden to do background checks on the producers of every shitpost on the internet”

a mutual made this point and a prominent youtuber tried to dox her

This was a Patreon Request!

Dionysus (2025)

Papier-mâché pulp, air-dry clay, wood, brass, chipboard, pulp balls, leather, mesh, acrylics, faux gold leaf

Set out to make a mask that would be a bit more party-friendly than my usual pieces, and before I knew it, this guy had invited himself in.

Shoutout to two of my pals for helping me out with this shoot! Turns out photography goes a lot smoother when you don't have to rely on timed shutter release

When you’re mid sentence and suddenly forget literally everything you were talking about

lets start wearing cloaks and swords again. its time

once my friend made a drink he called turpentine that tasted like every worst college night out rolled into one and felt like getting whacked in the head with a hammer, and I woke up in my own apartment with my phone wallet keys clothes and absolutely zero memory of the night before, and when I checked my watch I'd walked over 60k steps.

60k steps in the middle of the night in heels for reasons entirely unknown to me. what was I doing. where did I go. where did I come from. cotton eye joe. or whatever.

people are theorizing what happened so here's what I know:

if we'd been able to sherlock holmes together what happened it'd just be a funny night out but the fact we all have no fucking clue means we have conspiracy theories about it. and we don't let my friend make turpentine anymore.

comic that appeared to me as I was waking up from a dream

EVERYONE'S GETTING ON MY LAST NERVEEEEE 👹👹👹

academic dishonesty is not something you can spin as moral lol i do not want to share a career field let alone a social sphere with a bunch of chatgpt using ass bitches

"you're just scared your diploma is going to devalue" i'm afraid you dumb bitches are going to become my colleagues and drag social services to hell

I'm afraid they'll become scientists and data that lives depend on will turn out to be wrong - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become engineers and sign off on bridge designs that collapse - and people will die.

I'm afraid they'll become medical professionals who don't know what they're doing - and people will die.

The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter.

"The assumption that academic dishonesty is okay is rooted in the idea that what you're learning to do doesn't matter."

Victorian children making creepypastas be like Benjamin Drownsworthy doth reside within mine copy of hoop and stick

Are they like..... Yknow.... [Goes to do a hand gesture but forgets I'm a wizard and I accidentally cast Lv50 lightning bolt]

sick of hearing about "healing crystals" that "cleanse your mind and body of negative energy" i want to know which rocks can hurt you and fuck up your vibe so bad

everyone suggesting uranium isn't wrong but anyone who said "literally any rock if you're willing to resort to violence" are the only people who can get on my level. you're hired.

caincore

okay which fandom that sprung up out of nowhere overnight like mushrooms after rain is this a reference to i can't keep up anymore

oh you meant like. that guy from the bible who invented murder. right.