Revelations 16:3
“Then the second angel poured out his bowl on the sea, and it became blood as of a dead man; and every living creature in the sea died.”
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Revelations 16:3
“Then the second angel poured out his bowl on the sea, and it became blood as of a dead man; and every living creature in the sea died.”

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I have a burning desire to binge watch YouTube but I’ve been getting playback errors on every video so I have to refresh every time a new video tries to play and it’s just infuriating enough that I can’t watch an entire season of hermitcraft because I am so mildly inconvenienced
there's art inside me trying to get out
and it wasn't just the once. striking coal miners were killed by coal companies (and police) for decades
Power and Powerlessness by John Gaventa is a great read if you're interested in the politics of poverty. I used chapter 4 of this book for a paper on Harlan County
Harlan County, USA is a documentary worth watching on coal striking from the perspective of the strikers. warning for some gun violence and i think i remember some nudity but its in a medical context. te film also highlights the women's role in the strike. its a fantastic watch

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I've been lightly following the Bricks & Minifigs situation and every time someone talking about it is shocked that the police aren't being helpful I get another grey hair.
If no one's told you before, I'm glad I finally get to tell you: the cops do not exist to help or protect you the individual.
the comfort of the fowl
hosea matthews is so cunty
General rules to live by:
You gotta be tough if you're gonna be stupid. You can do stupid shit all you want but you're not going to avoid suffering consequences.
If you can't be tough, you gotta be nice. People can forgive a lot of stupidity if you're polite about it and pleasant to be around.
You can't tell whether you're stupid or not. There is literally no way to know in advance, for absolute certainty, whether the thing you're just about to do is genius or stupid before it either splendidly succeeds or blows up in your face.
people don’t enjoy shipping anymore. the point of shipping isn’t the catharsis of watching them kiss onscreen, it’s grabbing the characters and mashing their faces together like you’re five years old playing Barbie in your room again. it’s to take one moment of eye contact in canon and read that over and over and over again with twenty different writers’ interpretations of the characters internal monologues if they were in love. it’s to see the characters interact and cheer because you know that’s another moment to add to your list of canon compliant fic ideas. you’re stressing yourself out, this is supposed to be fun!

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fun thing about getting older as a dedicated lifelong non-athlete: i'm as fast and limber as I've ever been! which is not very. technically I'm in the best shape of my life. that is to say, middling
actually going from deeply-unwell-teenager to reasonably-functional-adult has inured me to the Common Laments of Aging:
"I can't run as fast as I used to" running is sweaty & gross hard pass
"i miss having stamina" you had STAMINA???
"ugh back pain" my inner teenager-with-scoliosis-and-mysterious-bone-pain is unphased
"ugh neck pain" do most people not spend the majority of their lifecycle hunched over screens from puberty onwards? if not that's my bad
"I used to be able to pull all-nighters" chugging energy drinks and depriving your brain of sleep to perform miserable labor is fucked up actually, and shouldn't be normalizd in or outside of college. given half a chance corporations would have your 60-year-old aunt hopped up on caffeine pills retouching powerpoints at 4am. thank fuck we're not expected to be 21 forever
"I used to be so flexible" why
"my metabolism 😭" kill your inner fatphobe, enjoy the comfy extra padding/circulation, buy a cool new wardrobe, and go forth, eat well, and GIVE NARY A FUCK.
"I miss having young knees" that one's valid
In conclusion my personal fitness goals remain, as always: to be able to carry multiple grocery bags, and go for a nice little walk (not jog!) around the neighborhood.
other superheros get training from their mentors, from the super secret society, from alien tech,from the monks or they have some kind of military background.
phantom, on the other hand, got training from the firefighters in his town after he crashed on their cases one too many times and they decided that "yup, if your gonna try to help, might aswell give you some training so you could be useful.", he got training from the paramedics because they were worried he wouldn't know how to help an injured human, he got training from his local town detective who smokes too much and gives him cookies when he can help with his Ghost senses and figure out if this was a human crime or a ghost crime.
ok but can't we have Jason and Damian being siblings but like. less protective and father-son vibes of brotherhood and more 'yeah we're chill but like he does what he wants' kind of brotherhood? because honestly i want stray-cat Damian right now.
listen i would just very much like to see a Jason that trusts Damian to be independent enough that when he brings the kid to Gotham he goes 'ok so like, do you want me to break in and drop you in the cave, or introduce you to B on patrol, or just leave you on the doorstep..?' and Damian thinks for a second before being like '....i mean do i have to go to him straight away? you're the one that taught me to scope out new situations before i enter them.' and Jason trusts Damian enough that he just shrugs and says 'yeah i guess that's true. i have a spare bedroom in my new apartment, so i guess as long as you don't make too much of a mess you can just come and go as you please until you go to the manor'.
so essentially Damian is left to his own devices while he susses out Gotham and figures out his own plan for how he's going to handle being the public blood son of Bruce Wayne. him and Jason will pass each other on the rooftops sometimes, or nod to each other over breakfast, but Damian is pretty much just Jason's stray cat of a little brother doing whatever. Jason trusts the kid, and he's got a lot of his own shit to handle anyway, Crime Alley and Joker-wise.
to be honest what i really want is just Damian chilling in the background of Gotham's elite for like six months before Bruce, Tim, or Dick even know who this kid is. he's sneaking into events to gather information and pretending to be a staff member's child allowed to hang behind the bar, doing his own fucking side quests and honestly just entertaining himself by seeing how close he can get to the family before they clock that something's up with him.
look--the bats may be the greatest detectives in the world, but even they fall into the trap of not paying attention to the 'unimportant' people at high-end events. Damian has literally had 7+ conversations with Tim at different events about random shit and Tim has yet to remember him a single time. he's served his own father canapes at events in Wayne manor despite very much not having been hired as a waiter because he is very clearly underage. Bruce was so busy pretending to be drunk he didn't clock it. the hardest Jason has ever laughed in his life was when Damian came home one night holding a polaroid picture of Damian and Dick together, signed by Dick, because Damian thought it would be funny to rush up to the guy pretending to be a Wayne fanatic and asking for a selfie. it's on Jason's fridge.
there's probably a moment when Damian's pretending to be like. a really short valet at a gala and he comes across Alfred, and i like to think there's probably a moment where Alfred clocks the face of a boy who is very clearly related to Bruce, and the two just stare at each other silently for a while. Damian expected this, Jason told him Alfred was too used to Wayne shit not to catch on.
'may i inquire as to your name?' '...Damian, sir.' 'and do you have a safe, warm place to go back to tonight?' 'yes, sir. i'm staying with one of my brothers. you'll like him, when i introduce you.' 'i see. your mother's name?' 'Talia Al Ghul.' 'ah, of course. well then, Master Damian. i do hope you know i'll have your bedroom prepared for whenever you're ready to come home. i believe your father will be impressed with your skills.' '...thank you, Pennyworth.' 'anytime.'
and then they just part ways and Damian continues to do his side quest undercover bullshit for like, another three months. after a while he gets bored and just shows up on Bruce's doorstep and literally never mentions the fact that he's already been around for like. a year before he told Bruce he was his son. just pretends he arrived the day before and this is all new to him. they only realise what happened far in the future, when Jason is back in the family and Dick visits his apartment for the first time, and he clocks the fucking signed fan-selfie of what is now obviously him and Damian. he gets so confused about when the fuck it was taken because ??? Damian hates being on camera ??? and all Jason can do is start laughing so hard he cries.
Listening to NITW video essays to humble myself

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ITS APRIL 13 YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS
FETCH ME NEIL
HAPPY BIG TWENTY NEIL
Being an adult in this recession and being like wow I am totally "splurging" on 3 new sets of cotton underwear and 3 pairs of socks like whoaaaaa hold your horses duke of the land where's all this money gonna come from