updated my icon, new one is my halloween costume from last year ✨🌙🔮
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
will byers stan first human second
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Discoholic 🪩

wallacepolsom
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Today's Document

#extradirty
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

PR's Tumblrdome

ellievsbear

Andulka

@theartofmadeline
Show & Tell
Cosmic Funnies
i don't do bad sauce passes

Origami Around
seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from Malaysia

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from Canada

seen from United States

seen from Romania
seen from Jordan
seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from France

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
@lesbianlaura
updated my icon, new one is my halloween costume from last year ✨🌙🔮

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
most important part of the writing process actually is when you loop a single song on max volume and stare at the word document and imagine the characters doing things for 14 hours. this is known as getting in the zone
yes, thanks for checking in
growing up as an imaginative single child, I loved to play with Barbies. I loved creating elaborate drama-filled storylines for them and I could keep at it for hours. there was one problem. I had like 15 thrift store Barbies and no Kens. I only had one Barbie-sized male doll and it was a collectible Elvis Presley doll and he was my favorite doll. I always did the Elvis voice when I was playing him but he had no relation to Elvis Presley otherwise. anyway, he had some crazy days. trapped on a scary planet where he is the only man in the world and half of the women there hate him. in a massive car accident and stranded in the woods with a girlfriend who had broken her foot and a crazy ex girlfriend who had stalked them there. kidnapped by Athena (one of my Barbie sized dolls was Athena, like, the goddess) and held captive by her while trying to go home to his 7 situationships. all of this happening to a guy who looks and sounds exactly like Elvis but is otherwise the quintessential everyman.
going to be saying this periodically forever now
i feel like this is important enough to put on here.
if you have any videos on youtube make sure this is unchecked

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Happy strong as fuck ice mummy monday everyone
Honestly, part of why it irritates me when people act performatively shocked at the homophobia in 2000s media is it wasn't just media. "Can you believe this aired in 2008" buddy, in 2008 I was having shit thrown at me from moving cars for having long hair, and you wanna get worked up about sitcoms?
Like, I need to emphasise that it's really only within the last ten years that I've been able to stop worrying about being physically assaulted in public over piddly shit like "being a dude with long hair"; if that surprises you, you have no frame of reference for how recently things were real bad out there.
Hey sorry in advance if it has been asked before but why do show cats have these funny names? Is there a show cat naming law, why havent i seen a cat named mr poop fartington yet
Show cat names have to be entirely unique so breeders have to get creative, usually they want to represent themselves within the name (I don’t think this is a requirement, though? Just standard practice?) which helps a little bit, so you can have Manxzana’s Kiwi and Tailless Beau-T’s Kiwi for example.
Sometimes you’ll have a cat with two cattery names because they’ll be produced by one then sold to another or they’ll be born to a queen of one cattery and the stud will have belonged to another, etc. So in this case you might have Tailless Beau-T’s Kiwi of Manxzana for example.
I don’t know the exact details on the restrictions surrounding registered name requirements beside having to be unique, it does seem to be fairly lenient in subject matter. There’s a champion Persian named Cocaine Cake, I can’t remember out of what cattery though.
There’s presumably a character limit, you probably wouldn’t get away with naming your cat the entire bee movie script for example…
This cats registered name is The Bitch is Back Free [pedigree].
Bazinga Mantis Shrimp is my favourite show cat name
I forgot that I had this screenshot of Siamaqua Cocaine Cake.
For Sale: Baby Shoes. Heavy wear, almost as if the baby had been hiking.
What the fuck
She discovers that the house has been beset by salamanders. But in addition, there is a tradition of a shadowy drowned figure, who tears down curtains and who chills warm food even as the plate reaches the table.
“The thing is,” she explained some years later to the visiting accountant, “it actually all works out. You know. Thermodynamically.”
This explanation had seemed, in Mel’s head, perfectly sensible. She had adjusted her life around it, after all; she’d been living like this for years; and Mel was a sensible person.
But now, as she looked at the accountant’s single raised eyebrow, she felt for the first time that maybe this was a weird way to live.
A significant part of the problem was that Mel liked women; and the accountant was one of those extremely beautiful self-contained confident women who can be very hard to look at directly, let alone explain things to. Especially if the things are complex, with lots of moving parts, like the drowned ghost/flaming newt situation.
“Thermodynamically,” the accountant echoed, making it sound like thermodynamics was a thing that only occurred in particularly poorly run households. The accountant probably didn’t have to worry about forces of nature. She was one of those women who understood things like makeup and hairstyles; she definitely had some kind of deliberate, paid-for hairstyle. She was a force of nature herself.
Mel realised that she’d been staring again. “Yes - look. Salamanders are hot,” Mel said, pulling her welding glove back on and grabbing a wandering salamander as it scuttled past the table. After this many generations, the infestation had naturalised and now the salamanders roamed freely around the house, waddling side to side like plump rats and dragging their fat tails behind them - not exactly hard to catch.
Upon being seized, the creature squealed and flared up. When they were excited, salamander flames turned blue, like an acetylene torch - extremely useful to keep around the house. Now, Mel held the creature up hopefully, as a useful visual aid to explanations.
The accountant slowly inched her chair backwards. “That’s why they’re a Class A controlled animal,” she said coldly. “Yes.”
“They can kinda be a fire hazard,” Mel admitted gruffly. The blue flames kicked off heat, but she was used to it.
“Yes.” The accountant weighted the word down with all sorts of criticism.
“Well, and the ghostie thing is good and damp, plus she cools things down.”
“I noticed,” the accountant said, rather glacially herself. She looked down into her teacup with an expression that said this is a carefully controlled facial expression, the kind that women like me learn how to do at school.
Okay, so … sometimes the drowned ghost got things wrong. Usually she just did her “damp chill” thing, but sometimes she froze stuff. Not dangerously! Just small stuff. Grapes. Salad leaves. Mel had been trying her on sorbet.
The ghost had never frozen a cup of tea before. Mel wished she hadn’t started on this one.
Me plunged bravely on regardless. “So you see - it’s all in balance. You know. Thermodynamically.” Mel set the little salamander back down on the floor. It burned a small patch in the threadbare Persian carpet and trundled off angrily.
“Dame Melville, I hope you can understand that this is not exactly what insurance companies like to hear.” The accountant turned her teacup upside down and slid the frozen dome of tea onto the table. “Besieged by flaming salamanders, haunted by freezing poltergeists - this is a shambles. It needs management.”
“It is managed,” Mel said. “It manages itself. Thermodynamics. Hasn’t fallen down yet. And it’s Sir, by the way - different kind of knight.”
The accountant looked at her, and in her precise and orderly mind, she regretted her deep unspoken attraction to this precise type of bewildered, disastrous butch woman. She said to herself: No, Cynica. You cannot fix this. You should not try. This poor magnificent trainwreck of a landknight doesn’t need someone to move into her sprawling haunted country manor and sort her stupid life out. She needs to pull herself together, sell the disastrously encumbered property to a nation that will look after it properly, get a proper job, wear shirts that fit without revealing so many of her stupid muscles, and STOP THINKING SHE CAN LIGHT CIGARETTES OFF SALAMANDERS.
“Don’t do that,” Cynica snapped, “it’s unhealthy.”
Mel looked bewildered. She looked at the salamander, which offered no advice whatsoever, and looked back at Cynica. “No - the flames only go white when they’re happy,” she said.
Oh no, Cynica thought, she’s so my type.
Cynica is self-aware enough to know this about herself and it never saves her
Oh my goodness @virtrice that’s brilliant I didn’t realise myself that I was setting up a cold ghost/flaming newt situation IN THE SHIP oh my GOD the dynamics we can get out of this!!!

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
they're on a video conference
Interview questions for gym leaders
"it's inscrutable" maybe to you it is. I scrute it all the time
You get a Milkfish
Chanos chanos
i scrute the milkfish

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
The Indigenous people of the Wet’suwet’en, Canada.
Via Noureddine Salhi
The Wet'suwet'en have been waging an ongoing decolonial struggle against settler Canada for 150 years:
The conflict between the Wet'suwet'en Nation, the government and Coastal Gaslink didn’t happen overnight. APTN News