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Do centaurs wear horseshoes? Are there fairy farriers?
@time-traveling-bees LITERALLY US FR
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!
Don’t know why but I always start drawing the demon except today. It’s cold outside but he looks warm and happy, doesn’t he?
Crowley is around, don’t worry, I just want to share my joy ^^
Needless to say, Seraph is baby😔💕
Just found out the guy I’ve had an on and off crush on for like almost what feels like an eternity is getting married! For some reason, I always thought my heart would break, but I’m actually feeling happy. I feel like I don’t have to put myself through anymore and am finally free to just live my life and not care about what he thinks. Guys, I’m a stupid person, but I’ve learned. All I’m hoping is that he stays married so there’s not a possibility of that crush coming back anymore. I say that because a lot of people who I grew up with are getting divorced like after a year they’re married, I just hope he doesn’t. IM FINALLY FREE!!!!!!!!!!
My first erotica artistic pic, inspired by Rolling Stone and Janet Jackson. My first OF shoot, had an amazing time with Kat
Always thankful to have @queanv to balance me, and encourage me to be myself and enjoy myself. Sending me out to play with Hotwives like Lexi and Kat 🥵
It’s happening y’all! She needs some support and encouragement to ‘get it up’ and running.
Everything she has wanted to do here and without restriction.
I’m just as excited as you all are!
Hi Hi loves, UPDATE I have been putting out feelers here for Only Fans, to see if there is interest. I’ve gotten many requests over the years since Tumblrgeddon for this but I wasn’t quite sure if the plunge was called for. With you in mind, I am putting out pavers to see if there is truly any interest for me to post my archived photos and stories for you to enjoy. I have to acquire a business license but for you I present a gift, and she needs played with. Here for you to interact until I need to set tiers. I give you, MY OF. Cum on over and bid me welcome to my new home. ~xoxo Mal~
Lmao you can hear my dog drinking water😂
"ITS INDEPENDENCE DAY!"
"ITS JUNE GABRIEL!"
My little gay baby's ❤️
I used to post pictures like this alot on Instagram. My aunt found my Instagram account (she's a complete cunt and doesn't deserve her angellic kids) and basically started calling me fat blah blah blah, dont know why i cared i had a lot of followers and it was only her opinion, I felt hot. But I used to be a really bad people pleaser and I felt defeated by her not being supportive at all.
Should I make an OF? My boyfriend (We recently changed our title from just Dom and Sub to actually Boyfriend and girlfriend! I'm very happy.) supports it and has told me a couple times that I should. (I might eventually post videos but for now it'll just be pictures like I do here) Also I've been told I sing like Shakira so I can also post my singing too.
Jessie J - Price Tag ft. B.o.B.
Mix - BLACKPINK - 'Ice Cream (with Selena Gomez)' M/V
YouTube
YouTube.com
Google Google Sites
Google Google Headquarters Google Apple Headquarters Campus tswift tswizzle era eras
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two moods of mine…
1. absolutely unhinged rage-filled cat creature (me while alone or in alone/online mode)
hates people. go away right now
also weirdly loves people and will consequently chomp any appendage you possess. but like in a platonic way.
sprints and jumps around
splats, forgets I exist, and becomes bread
fights against a bureaucracy by defying social order
fights against capitalism by splatting instead of feeding into consumerism
fights against entitlement by blasting punk rock music in my headphones to annoy people and make me happy
rots in a bad way (can’t… move… plague acquired)
T H E P L A G U E hath taken me bones. I must now take off all my skin (literally just basic hygiene)
just vibes while loafing in the sun
ew, emotions and… feelings
s h i n y t h i n g s ✨
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (the rage from giving an unsustainable 100% for academic success, aka survival. cause if I’m not a scientist, my eccentricity will be less acceptable.)
brutally honest and does not care at all because I prefer honesty, truth, rationality, and straightforwardness over feelings. (there is truth to feelings, but sometimes I’m just too tired to care)
forgets the list of things that cause people to hate me (thereby invoking the second mood)
what people see: an awkward nerd with mid-tier anxiety but a bright future
2. what I feel in social situations
was that sarcasm or is it safe to reveal who I am? are they making fun of this subculture/minority or were they genuinely showing support for it? it’s so loud in here that I was somehow able to not hear nor process their tone while still hearing and processing the words that they said. and I don’t have enough information to use my usual strategy of context clues. if I ask, I will get an awkward stare. what is with adolescents and being the recipients of ableist indoctrination? or, just, indoctrination in general?
oh dear, I miscommunicated in an attempt to comply with social order instead of being myself. now I have to slow down the conversation and explain what I meant. either way, they’ll hate me forever, but at least I get a semblance of peace of mind with the second option. even if their suffocating glare traps me in place, at least I had the illusion of choice.
oh dear, I used a Generally Rude Phrase in a Comedic Style without changing my inflection or using better word choice because I left the template for the Better sentence in my other brain pocket and was too distracted by that fact to realize how Generally Rude that Phrase sounded.
I can’t believe they just asked me to do [very basic chore] now I have to pause my hard-earned flow state to take deep breaths instead of screaming at them before I help them because I do actually love them. /p
hey do you wanna hear an mcr lore dump in chronological order? oh, you’re already fake-snoring. I get it. (*a part of my soul dies a little*)
hey, that reminded me of a character from the book I’m writing! wanna hear about them? you do? cool! *they stop paying attention two seconds in to my 3-minute ramble/infodump (would’ve been an hour but I shortened it for their benefit)* *a part of my soul dies a little*
hey, do you wanna learn about a really cool personality-typing system called MBTI? you do? cool! *they actually pay attention and learn some valuable information* *we achieve friend status together*
I’M NOT OKAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
ugh. your voice gives me a headache and it gets worse when I respond. I don’t hate you, but I must escape.
PSA: if you want to be my friend, just listen when I ramble to you, even if it’s unprompted.
Please note: I have not been diagnosed with a neurodivergent disorder of any kind, and this is for entertainment value only. It is not meant to manipulate either, since these feelings are basically a daily occurrence for me and I choose to use memes as an outlet and to win at tumblr.
P.S.- I have more moods than these two, but… this is all you get for now.
tldr: relatable and/or possibly neurodivergent memes for entertainment value only
Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd (2007) has been famous for its explicitly violent themes, which are doubtlessly quite spectacular and shocking. The basic story seems like a tragic journey of vengeance and death but, as a matter of fact, it isn't a more dramatic Count of Monte Cristo, but it's a unique and interesting piece of art of a different nature.
In the beginning of the story Benjamin Barker a.k.a. Sweeney Todd (Johnny Depp) returns to London, from where he has been banished for crimes he did not commit and the corrupt judge, namely Turpin (Alan Rickman), who caused all of his troubles, abused his wife - who took arsenic to escape her pain - and became the tutor of Sweeney's daughter, Johanna (Jane Wisener). Sweeney seeks vengeance, pairs up with Mrs Lovett (Helena Bonham Carter), a widow, together they kill and bake scores of people, finally murdering the judge. In the closing sequence though it turns out, that Sweeney has killed his wife, along with the so many strangers, out of mistake, so he kills Mrs Lovett but he dies, too, because a young boy, Toby (Ed Sanders), who's very fond of the widow, kills him, as vengeance, also.
There are better plot summaries, I know, but I couldn't leave it out, in case someone isn't yet introduced to the movie.
Sweeney's conduct is a classic vendetta, which he plans to materialize by any means necessary. His self-assigned quest is something, that is hard to categorize as immoral. Well, yes, it's wrong to kill a man and it is far, far more wrong to kill a great number of men, yet we can't disregard the information about Turpin's terrible acts. We can say, that we probably wouldn't kill like Sweeney did but it's still hard to say, that his actions are wrongful, since he has the best imaginable motivation. In summary, what he intends to bring down on Turpin and London is understandable and, no matter how much we argue, just.
As the story goes on we get to see a little more of Turpin, who is represented as a heartless, sick person, to say the least. He is seemingly worthy of his overhanging punishment and he just keeps giving us reasons to hate him, and the banner of righteousness to Sweeney.
While Sweeney's struggling to get a chance to finish his vendetta, he kills many people, whom are baked by Mrs Lovett. This is an extremely provocative notion. As Sweeney is placed on a - disturbing and arguable - moral high ground, there is a seeming moral justification of his killing spree. The purpose this monstrosity serves is nothing else, than - apart from mere practice - cleansing the society of the bourgeois--we'll return to this.
In the end, however, everything takes a chaotic turn and what has seemed to be logical and moral - though disturbing and hard to agree with - loses its core element: the purity of its motivation. Has it not been for Sweeney's blindness he could've returned to his wife and with probably a lot of difficulties he could've redeemed himself from whatever he's been accused with. He could've got back his only child, as well. Sweeney realizes all this and kills Mrs Lovett, who has had key importance in his destruction, but it brings him nothing, apart from a very sudden and ironic death. The reason why it is hard to argue Sweeney's right to murder all those people is, that he seems to have a natural right to balance out his loss. This is what disappears in the finale: he must face the fact, that he isn't omniscient, he's not above nature but inside. All of his killings, his vendetta, basically everything turns out to be unjustified and immoral, and this is what our instincts have been telling us all along the movie. This story tells, how no man can rise above the rest of humanity or any given society, and how important it is to always stride on the path of morality, otherwise we'll run into great catastrophes, which are all self-inflicted. Lovett's bakery is a quite unmistakable and disgusting representation of socialism. Although in our society it's not a question whether socialism is right or wrong, this story, for some reason, still asks it but also gives a fast and clear answer: this mechanism of destruction was the one, which led to the demise of the one, whom Sweeney held the dearest.
In my personal opinion Sweeney Todd's tragic tale encourages us to watch the future with infinite hope instead of bitterness, no matter how terrible the past is.
Befriend with the humorous guy in your class when you're 13. Let this friendship be loose and neglect each other. Then, when you hit the age of 14 or 15, start making inside jokes, watch movies together. When the others think you're weirdos, start dreaming big, believe, that the two of you can achieve antyhing. Then you'll be ridiculed by the people surrounding you, but you won't mind because they all seem to be irrelevant a-holes, since you two really WILL do something big. Someday... Then have a girlfriend, the normal teenage-love, which is idiotic and harmful in more than several ways. When your friend is against it, don't rely on his advice and make a fool of yourself. When it ends, just admit you were wrong and return to being friends. Graduate from school, go to uni. Grow up, start searching for jobs. Get acquinted with new people, who are fresh and exciting to you. Start feeling odd, then normal, then odd again and finally realise you're just a person, ergo completely like all other humans. And at the end of the day, when one dream collapses after the other and you're, again, running after your dreams from years ago, you know who's the one to call to help you out in writing a damn query letter for the thousandth time. Yes, it's them, the good old friends. They laugh at you and they always say you're just the same and repeat their old phrases over and over again but it doesn't bother you. Because they're your friends.
We all are lucky to have these people. Friendships might not be the brightly blazing fires of life but they will certainly be the most important relationships of it. Because someday you may find the girl, who used to be your closest friend, standing in front of you, lowly whispering 'I do' in a wedding dress, while your old friend keeps mouthing a joke about your favourite movie in the background...