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Ollie just leapt off of the back of a chair onto my kitchen table to land on the tablecloth and do a cinematically perfect Akira slide across the surface and into my bowl of soup
Like this
Imagine if we took the cop budget and turned it into a free ride service budget
Bringing this post back because I wanna talk about it more.
Read an article in the local paper submitted anonymously by a woman who got a DUI two years ago.
My first instinct was to hate her. Because I hate drinking and driving. Viscerally. Anyone who knows me knows how intense I can be about impaired driving of all kinds (drunk, high, tired). Itâs not worth it. It gets people killed. I lost a good friend to a drunk driver. Donât ever. Iâve gotten in fights with people! I have stolen keys!
âDonât everâ was, in fact, the point of her writing it. But not because of the danger posed to others. Because of how much a single DUI had ruined her life for two straight years. This also didnât garner much sympathy from me, because obviously the REAL reason not to drink and drive is because you could kill someone. What do I care if someone irresponsible is inconvenienced?
Anyway, this woman was pulled over after leaving a bar where she had two beers to drive a few blocks to her friendâs place. This didnât really make me more sympathetic because Iâm a hardass when it comes to drinking and driving, but she wasnât pulled over for any kind of impaired driving. She was driving perfectly. It was clearly the kind of stop that happens late at night when the cops are just fishing. The cop made up something about her stickers being placed wrong or a faulty light, before making her take the normal physical impairment tests (as someone with dyspraxia these scare the shit out of me, but thatâs neither here nor there) which she passed just fine. In fact, her driving was perfect, her reactions were perfect. But then came the breathalyzer. And her blood alcohol was just too high.
She got arrested.
And the rest of article was her detailing her attempts since to try to get her license back.
The for profit companies she had to take classes from, the for profit companies who make you pay to install the breathalyzer in your car, how if you are able to plead poverty to get aid for that installation you also have to commit to going once a month to a for profit company that will calibrate your discounted breathalyzer and how if you donât go your car will get remotely bricked and how the pandemic interrupted the hours of these places without notice meaning her car needed to be towed when she missed an appointment after the place was closed when she expected it to be open, how this added to her sentence, how she lost her insurance.
As I read this, I thought, sure, about how much I hate drunk driving. About my knee-jerk, visceral lack of sympathy. And I asked myself:
Does any of this actually make me feel safer?
And it doesnât. It doesnât make me feel any safer at all. This woman was writing this article to say âDonât drink and drive. Not even once. Itâs not worth it.â But what I got from it was, these punitive measures arenât preventing people from drinking and driving. Theyâre just⌠giving cops and for-profits fun new ways to mistreat and exploit normal people. People we, people I personally, can feel disinclined to protect because of judgments we have about them.
Meanwhile, people are still going to drink and drive.
And I thought about what would work. What would make me feel safer. And you know what would make me feel safer? If people who hadnât planned ahead could still get a ride home. Iâd much rather someone call the police (or a service thatâs one of the many we institute to replace them) and go âI drove here but I donât think Iâm safe to drive homeâ and have the reply be âsomeone will be right thereâ. Then a pair of public servants show up, one to drive you home and one to drive your car home, and you get home safe.
I would love for traffic safety to be, like, the actual goal of how we manage traffic laws.
But more than that, punitive attempts to control people, blatant disproven behaviorism, doesnât work. If your political philosophy is about finding the âbadâ or âundeservingâ and ensuring they struggle, I canât identify with it. Itâs hard to come up with a type of âcommon crimeâ that I have more disdain for than drinking and driving, but disapproving of the way this woman has been treated is not the same as justifying her actions. I donât care! I donât care if she learns her lesson! I donât care if I like her! Everything youâre doing to her for a single breathalyzer failure is not keeping the roads safer!
The moment she failed the breathalyzer, you shouldâve just given her a ride. Thatâs all I need.
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im obsessed with this photo is from a play rendition of The Gilda Stories, a Black lesbian vampire book from 1991 by author Jewelle Gomez
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So I thought y'all would like this too This great white comes to the jersey shore every year and this year they named her and have been tracking her hella so this is Mary Lee and she decided to show herself under this rainbow for pride month A true gay icon
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This is very good
Yet regardless of whether intimate sexual contact took place between enslaved Africans in the Atlantic or after landing, relationships between shipmates read as queer relationships. Queer not in the sense of a âgayâ or same-sex loving identity waiting to be excavated from the ocean floor but as a praxis of resistance. Queer in the sense of marking disruption to the violence of normative order and powerfully so: connecting in ways that commodified flesh was never supposed to, loving your own kind when your kind was supposed to cease to exist, forging interpersonal connections that counteract imperial desires for Africansâ living deaths.
â "Black Atlantic, Queer Atlantic Queer Imaginings of the Middle Passage" by Omise'eke Natasha Tinsley
I began to learn this black Atlantic when I was studying relationships between women in Suriname and delved into the etymology of the word mati. This is the word Creole women use for their female lovers: figuratively mi mati is âmy girl,â but literally it means mate, as in shipmate â she who survived the Middle Passage with me. Sedimented layers of experience lodge in this small word. During the Middle Passage, as colonial chronicles, oral tradition, and anthropological studies tell us, captive African women created erotic bonds with other women in the sex-segregated holds, and captive African men created bonds with other men. In so doing, they resisted the commodification of their bought and sold bodies by feeling and feeling for their co-occupants on these ships. [...] Sally and Richard Priceâs research on Saramacca maroons documents mati as âa highly charged volitional relationship . . . that dates back to the Middle Passage â matis were originally âshipmates,â those who had survived the journey out from Africa together . . . those who had experienced the trauma of enslavement and transport together.â Colonial chronicles suggest that shipmate relationships were prominent in other parts of the Caribbean as well. MĂŠdĂŠric Moreau de Saint-MĂŠry reports mati-like partnerships between enslaved women in prerevolutionary Haiti in his Description. . . de lâIsle Saint Domingue (1797), and in The History . . . of the British West-Indies (1794) Bryan Edwards remarks: âThis is a striking circumstance; the term shipmate is understood among [West Indian slaves] as signifying a relationship of the most endearing nature; perhaps as recalling the time when the sufferers were cut off together from their common country and kindred, and awakening reciprocal sympathy from the remembrance of mutual affliction.â Expanding these observations, the anthropologist Gloria Wekker notes the significance of bonds between shipmates throughout the Afro-Atlantic: In different parts of the Diaspora the relationship between people who came over to the âNewâ World on the same ship remained a peculiarity of this experience. The Brazilian âmalungo,â the Trinidadian âmalongue,â the Haitian âbatimentâ and the Surinamese âsippiâ and âmatiâ are all examples of this special, non-biological bond between two people of the same sex.
#does that make âbatimentâ the root word for âbatty manâ in Jamaican patois?#I know the latter is a slur Iâm just wondering
good question! it seems like the etymology is usually explained as "batty" (buttocks) + boy or man, but thats an interesting connection! i do wonder if the two are connected and it just hasnt been discussed.
Words never used to describe Black women:
Dainty
Delicate
Elegant
Poised
Fragile
Genteel
Graceful
Lets add those to our vocabulary on a regular basis, shall we?
You REALLY want to be called dainty, delicate, and fragile? Genteel?Â
Not by me. No sir. Super hard space metal wrapped in a velvet glove lined with fur maybe. But delicate, dainty, and fragile?Â
Absolute not.Â
Genteel? MaybeâŚmy grandmother is the most churchy person I know and even SHEâS not genteel.Â
Yes, yes I do. Because I AM all of those words. But because of anti-Black racism and sexism, Black women are denied the very basis of femininity. We arenât allowed to hurt. Weâre supposed to be able to âdo it all by ourselvesâ and never show weakness and parade around acting like weâre made of teflon coated adamantium.
No thank you.
I am genteel, fragile, delicate and dainty.
Aw⌠Black women want to be infantilized like white women are? But really, youâre ahead of the curb. Thatâs what REAL equality feels like. Thatâs how most/all men feel all the time. But at least your worth isnât measured by both men and women by how confident and invulnerable you can be. (Or⌠ONLY vulnerable in a romantic context after youâre already in a relationship founded on how invulnerable you areâŚ) How about extending that genteel, fragile, delicate/dainty stuff to US. (Specially black men, their hardness expected of them is off the charts.)
At the bolded, thatâs not my intention. Your last sentences are what I really want in terms of giving Black people humanity. We are always supposed to be âhard,â both Black men and women. Weâre supposed to be able to take any and everything and shuck and jive it off like good little Mammies/Uncle Toms.
As I said in another post, we take care of things that are deemed âdelicate.â The care is what I focus on, not the sexist infantilization of my womanhood.
Fair. How would you draw the line/distinction?
There is a level of condescension that comes with infantilization. One can treat me as a delicate individual without acting as if I canât do anything for myself.
Just as one can treat a man as a delicate individual without insinuating that his âmanhoodâ is in jeopardy.
But I donât imagine we should idealize/foster female delicacy, or delicacy as a female trait, right? And I donât think initialization necessarily means condescending. I donât think I normally use a condescending tone with small children or young adults. I think of them all as my equals. Even babies. Just people like you and me⌠who just happen to not know how to do anything beside cry and writhe.
My issue is the fact that Black women are denied femininity PERIOD, and thus my post may come off as gender essentialist in some ways.
Because delicacy is denied to me as a black woman, it should be fostered in a healthy manner that does not hinder my functioning as a decent human being.
girl, these niggas. i aint even going there with eyan-jâs tom ass. *smh* they cant even interpret the base post because they just donât fucking get it. cause i never saw you wanted to be infantilized and i certainly do not think the way Black women are treated makes us above or close to equal to anyone at all, shape or form. and then to turn it into a boohoo what about the brothers (extend that to us, fuck you) type shit? misss the fuck outta me.
that lil danyphantom negro and eyanj w their antiblack misogyny, all butthurt and writhing in anger at black women wanted to be considered as delicate as anyone else?
theyre repeat offenders.
that lil danyphantom shithead used to comment on my shit all the time, ALWAYS on some condescending PRO-WHITE, PRO-MALE bullshit, told him to stop bothering me or heâd get blocked, and he continued doing so several times after being told off til i did block his ass.
and eyanj stays on some antiblack misogynist âboohoo males are the true victimsâ bullshit, talmbout âwhy do these women have to talk at allâ every damn day.
its just like real life where the only way you hear from negroes is when theyre gonna come shit on you.
you can scream and holler in pain coz everyones killing you
and they will sit there and file their nails til its time to join in on ravaging you.
fuck them to fucking hell
Hey, assholes earlier in this thread?
Look at this list of words. Really LOOK at it:
Dainty
Delicate
Elegant
Poised
Fragile
Genteel
Graceful
Aside from arguably the word âfragileâ thereâs not a goddamned word on that list that indicates a lack of strength or personal conviction. Thereâs nothing infantilizing there - unless youâve already bought into the belief that femininity is inherently infantile.
And Fragile? Know what fragile in this sense indicates? WORTH OF CARE AND PROTECTION. If you think that something thatâs fragile canât also be strong, or that even if it isnât also strong that itâs not worthy of respect, you are a horrible human being.
What the OP wants is access to the same variety of available identities and social attitudes that white women have access too.
To be motherfucking dainty
And delicate
And Elegant
And Poised
And yes, Fragile
And Genteel
And Graceful
Because blackness should not be a fucking special and marked category of femininity.
WHY IS THAT SO FUCKING HARD TO UNDERSTAND?
I havenât seen this post in a while!
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