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oifaaa · 5 months
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It is funny going through the Spotify wrapped tag bc every few posts is like "Tell me what your 69th song is?" "Put in the tags what you got for your 420th top song" like pure school vibes of everyone after a test asking each other what you got for number 9
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Andrew Scott before the LA premiere of All of Us Strangers, shot by Ramon Christian.
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arcadian-muse · 7 months
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All roads lead back here <3
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copperbadge · 6 months
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Lying in bed this morning, working on a bit in the novel about defining "shoulder season" for the reader, I realized what my personal aesthetic is currently: Tourist Gothic.
Tourist Gothic as a fashion statement is based on the following precepts.
1. Comfort. Comfortable, weather-appropriate clothing is rarely glamorous, but I'm not here to win Drag Race. I'm on vacation and wearing what best combines 'I like how I look in this so you don't have to' with 'I can wander around a strange place for hours.' If everyone you meet is someone you'll never see again, their opinion of you is irrelevant.
2. Loudness. My traveling companions need to be able to spot me easily. A bright floral print or a weird hat is just the thing. (Protip if you like me are prone to wandering away from the group, a really weird hat is the best way to make sure they can find you. I have a newsboy cap with wings sewn onto it for just such a purpose.)
3. Delight. Where else but on vacation can I wear my Costco Hot Dog t-shirt? On vacation it's appropriate whether I'm at a sausage sizzle, a football match, or an art museum.
4. Utility. If I have to, I can wash my entire wardrobe in a hotel room sink. The socks can be soaked and frozen in a plastic bag to use as an ice pack. Everything has pockets and nothing hurts.
5. Sincerity. Nothing a tourist wears is worn ironically. Commitment to the bit must be total.
The central precept of the look is that one is too concerned with both comfort and adventure to conform to dress code. I don't want to blend in, I want you to take me to the best local cuisine you have and overcharge me for it. I am here to admire your architecture and support your economy. Now just apply all that to everyday life, and boom. Tourist Gothic.
If you're wondering how this differs from everyday Dad Wear, your average Tourist Goth has slightly higher emotional investment in sandals and sunscreen and a lower commitment to belts overall.
Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk, so glad to see so many of you are wearing golf shorts.
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Officially forming the theory that the reason more service dog handlers don't use protective gear like boots, goggles, and ear protection on their dog is because the public becomes 3000% more unbearable when they try.
We're all used to "aaaaawwww look the the doggo" when we go out with our working animals, but getting
1. Accosted for pictures (whether folks ask or just invade your space and distract your dog)
2. Pointed at like an exhibit
3. Shouted at (OMG DOGGLES, "why is it wearing that" etc)
4. Actively followed around by strangers
Is downright fucking awful.
I know it looks cool. I know some of our gear is specialized. I know pet dogs don't usually wear/tolerate what SDs learn the wear. But for the love of whatever you deem holy, BE KIND ABOUT IT. All of the actions listed above are just fucking rude. Leave people alone. Leave service dogs alone.
Disabled people can exist without being spectacles
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dungeonmessy · 2 years
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I love closeness and love between characters I love whenever they are they have 0 personal space around each other. Doesn’t even have to be romantic at all either . love to see it
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soberscientistlife · 3 months
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She handled that like a pro
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lifeispopculture · 9 months
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realpokemon · 1 year
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Came home early from work to find this. HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET UP THERE?????
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For context: This is the same deino who runs into walls at least 10 times a day despite living in the same apartment for 2 years.
hey. dont bother them. they are getting their snuggles in
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ambrosethedarling · 7 months
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Walk him like a dog 😜😜
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ryan-waddell11 · 10 months
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I miss him and all of the faces he makes.
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soahbee · 2 months
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i hate it when someone says "but isn't he too old for you?" NO??!! BITCH JUST SHUT UP thanks
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lizard-queen-izzy · 2 months
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I'm actually not done thinking about it so here you guys get more thoughts.
Tma season 2 finale spoilers ahead.
Tim knew something was wrong when Jon apologized for everything. He knew Jon was going to do something stupid. He knew because he knew Jon meant that apology. And that meant he didn't think he was surviving whatever he was about to do. Because as desperately as Tim wanted and apology from him, he didn't want it to be the last words he heard from Jon.
He was willing to march back in to the Institute, with or without Martin to find out what Jon was going to do. He had no way of knowing what would happen when he did, and he still did it. And he brought a fucking the recorder to get it on tape. To make sure there was a record.
I've said it before, the beginning of season 2 from Tim's perspective is devastating, but having finished it now? It really only does get worse. Because Jon doesn't get better, but neither does Tim.
Their fight at the end of MAG 65 is such a parallel to their first conversation in the beginning of MAG 33! They're talking over eachother, they're muttering, they're cutting eachother off, they're yelling. They're yelling at eachother! Their calm back and forth is gone. Their patience with eachother is gone. It's all replaced with anger. At the situation, at the Institute, at eachother.
What starts as Tim coming in to ask Jon where he put something so quickly dissolves into bitterness. Tim being fed up with Jon's suspicious behavior, and Jon being tired of Tim's attitude. Jon tries to brush it off, tries to shove it back under the rug but Tim's exhausted. So he blows up. He's pissed, rightfully so, because Jon is still trying to find a way to blame someone in the Archives for Gertrude. To blame him.
He's grasping at straws, trying so desperately to twist the narrative to make it someone's fault. To pin the blame on someone so he can then get justice? He's rambling, he's spiraling, and Tim can't take it so he tells him to shut up. He stops him, cuts his explanation short. And tells him, point blank, to stop talking. He's sick of it, he's sick of Jon. Sick of his former friend blaming everyone around him for things they didn't do. Sick of him blaming him for it.
And Jon tries to start again, and Tim tells him to stop, to listen for once. He tells him he was happy in the Research department, and ever since Jon brought him to the Archives with him everything has been falling apart. And no one has his back.
"Elias doesn't care, Martin just wants a tea party, and Sahsa - ugh - and you! - you're treating me like I'm somehow to blame for it all, like I didn't suffer the worst right alongside you!"
Tim suffered. He suffered what Jon did, they were the most affected by the worms together. They are both irreparably damaged by the Jane Prentiss attack, mentally and physically. And Tim knows no one but Jon will get it the way he needs to be understood. He can't talk to anyone else. And Jon has made it impossible to talk to him either. Because instead of talking about it, instead of healing and working to move past it, Jon let it consume him all over. Let it swallow him whole and make him into a paranoid mess. And he's facing zero real consequences for his actions.
Jon was stalking Tim. Spying on and taking pictures of his flat. He was going through 'Sasha's desk. He was watching Martin. And all Elias did was stage one intervention style talk and then nothing. He just got to spiral even further, keep spying, keep replaying that damn CCTV video footage on a loop. Keep staring at Tim like he's the enemy.
And then they have a moment of common ground. A moment where they're both on the same page. When they realize they can't leave. And just when Tim thinks they're making progress, Jon tells him he can't trust him. Not just that, he won't trust Tim. And all they can do is, what? Keep working? In a building that won't let them go? Where everyday there's another disaster lurking around the corner? Where any of them could all be next? That's the only option?
And it is. And so he leaves. He goes back to work. Because he has to do something, and this is the only option.
And that's why he goes back in after Jon. Because if he can't leave, he's going to do something. He's going to find answers, even if it goes horribly. Because everything is already horrible.
And no matter what. No matter how mad he is at Jon. No matter how betrayed he feels. He still cares so deeply for him, and he needs to know what he's doing. Because he can't lose anyone else.
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ihave1braincell · 2 months
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“Heart is NOT and UwU boy!!! Soul is not batshit crazy!!! Mind is not the only cunt!!!”
The whole CCCC album is meant to be up to the interpretation of the listener???? Don’t get me wrong, I agree with all the things I just listed, but we don’t know if that’s true for sure.
Some of you all need to take a teeny-tiny chill pill…
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bakugosbratx · 1 year
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Eren at the gym makes it known that he is looking at you, a total stranger. He loves seeing you look away only to look back and his gaze is still upon you. He makes it known he is fuckin’ you with his eyes as he continues to lift weights, and you can bet your ass he is approaching you before you leave so he can tap that ass tonight.
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ponderingmoonlight · 4 months
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Some troll is roaming around writer's inboxes and hates on them for writing gn! and fem! only
If you're a writer and something like this ever happens to you: Just delete the request and move on. Honestly, people like that just want you to feel shitty about absolutely nothing out of their very own insecurities.
It's okay if you write fem! or gn! only
It's okay if you write male! only
It's okay if you write black!reader or japanese!reader only
Because this is YOUR blog and YOUR decision. If you're not delivering the content someone else is looking for, they have to find it somewhere else. Tumbr is literally full of creative work from all kinds of POVs and that's wonderful. There is absolutely no reason to hate on someone because they don't write the way you want it or something on your blog doesn't appeal to them. And you always have this one big opportunity: Just.write.yourself.
You are your own person.
And your content is great.
Just delete senseless hate.
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