these photos of michelle yeoh go so hard

Instructions for how to download a Youtube video using VLC on Reddit

Instructions for how to navigate the underworld on an Orphic gold tablet

REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

April 28, 2024 - An unintentionally funny video by a zionist propagandist shows off some good organisation and discipline at the UCLA encampment for Palestine.

"I'll save you!" I cry as swords begin to erupt from my body and I scream in agony (it's not really clear how this is helping you)

Our staff list of the day comes from Franny with a numbered list of 7 games in no particular order. What's real? What isn't? Click here to find out!

I love it when there's a couple but then there's a third guy who's also there and he's part of it but not like romantically he's just a part of the couple but like....platonically

People tend to throw out the phrase "extremely specific kinks" as though that inherently implies something transgressive, but in my experience, the overwhelming majority of extremely specific kinks are so innocuous that you could see them in public and not even clock them. For every person who can only get off to having their nipples electrocuted, there are a dozen who are volcanically aroused by seeing their partner wearing one specific pair of socks.

Dragon Bones by artist Stefan Koidl.

You know, an interesting tumblr transformation that's happened gradually, and which I've seen no one talk about: ask-culture has essentially dropped off to nothing.

By which I mean, asks used to be WAY more of the tumblr economy. They used to be more common to send, and receive, and see. They were integral to the collaborative, forum-like behavior of old tumblr communities, not even to speak on the HUGE number of ask-blogs that used to exist to only be interacted with in ask-form.

I'm not saying this in a vying-for-attention way but instead in an observational way: I used to get way way more asks in like 2015, even with a fraction of my follower count. I wonder if it's due to the homogenization of social media sites? There's a lot more of this divide between "content creator" and "consumer" instead of just a bunch of peer blogs who would talk to each other. "Asks" aren't really a thing on twitter, are they? And as I understand it, the closest thing to an "ask" on instagram or tiktok would be a creator screenshotting some comment and responding to it in a new reel or video or whatever those content mediums are. Are asks just too tumblr-specific? Is that aspect of the site culture dying out as more and more people converge to using all their social media sites in the same way?

Sitting on a girl's bed watching her do a tarot reading and then whip out her laptop and then nodding her head solemenly and pulling out her laptop placing it on top of the tarot card and video calling her boyfriend with zero warning to break up with him. While I'm still in her room.

the version of GTN that exists in fans’ heads is usually better than the text itself

wrong! the diametric opposite of this is true. the version of GTN that exists in the heads of the fandom sucks shit but the actual book is good

Excerpt from Soviet-Armenian film Nahapet Նահապետ (1977) directed by Henrik Malyan. Based on a novel by Hrachya Kochar, the film depicts the Armenian genocide of 1915. Nahapet is a survivor who tries to rebuild his life after the tragic loss of his family. The scene is accompanied with Armenian folk song “Dle Yaman” Դլե Յաման, which became a hymn of the genocide, here it is sung by Melania Abovian. 

One of the recurring scenes in the film involves scores of red apples falling from a tree, rolling into a river, and floating en masse downstream. The scene is a painful symbolic reminder of the multitude of Armenian bodies thrown into the Euphrates by the Young Turk regime during the genocide. (x)

An apple tree on the lakeshore, with countless red fruits rolling down towards the blue water, is how Malyan, the ‘lyricist’ of Armenian cinema, pictures the huge loss sustained by his nation. Yet like all true metaphors, this image is multi-semantic and means not only loss but continuation, the prospect of reaching the shore one day. […] ‘salvation’ and ‘revival’ of the apple tree symbolize the rebirth of a massacred nation. (x)

its time to go in the hole