True/False game. Make an assumption about me in my ask and I’ll tell you if its true or false. Go.

my last game is actually overwatch haha… wbu?

Lego Star Wars the skywalker saga... Oh hell yea. I'm never leaving

is being into coffee an older sibling thing bc everyone i know who loves coffee is the oldest child

like every oldest child ik loves coffee, the middle child hates it/prefers tea, and the youngest will drink it but only if its super sweet n has a ton of milk

rb w/ if ur oldest, middle, or youngest child and how u feel about coffee

I'm youngest out of me and my brother and middle if I count in my half siblings. I love very sweet coffee that has a hint of bitterness and only drink hibiscus tea when I have stomach issues or if I just want it more than coffee

TikToker @bdylanhollis exuding Chaotic Pre-Serum Steve Rogers energy.

Happy "Well THAT Blew Up" to this post. In honor of 20k notes, please enjoy three additional gifs I made for this set, but had to cut to fit Tumblr's 10-images-per-post limit.

@not-close-to-straight hahahahahaha!!! I drop this in your loving hands. 🤣

I love everything about this 😂😂

I follow him on tiktok. He's the funniest person

i love this shit i need more examples

op of the original tweet here there are SO many examples in the replies

Furries are the last hope for our wretched society and every furry is braver than any marine and they deserve respect

I trust every single one of these people with my fucking life

I now believe all these people are geniuses or spies

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

when guys objectify women and expect them to send nudes

when someone asks you about your nuclear plans for russia

When Russia sends you nudes

#what the fuck happened here

This is my favorite post in all of tumblr

reminder that this post is now illegal in Russia

reblog it, because Russia can´t

Thanks Obama 

Wtf

When Russia makes this post illegal

I HAVE ONLY SEEN THIS IN SCREENSHOTS

I will reblog this every goddamn time I find it on my dash

I have found a Legendary Post

ITS HERE

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

World Hostage Situation

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

just found out im minor coded

… I am five foot six, taller than most children, and about average height compared to adult females of my ethnic group, do they have any idea how tall five foot seven actually is?

I’m 5'3" Everyone keep their distance.

Finally I am free from being Minor coded, I am exactly 5′7″ !!! Though i’m nonbinary and apparently this only applies to girls for some reason so i’m good anyways

I’m a grown man and I am 5'4 …

Guess I’m minor coded?

I'm 5'0... I don't identify as a girl but I'm still confused by this. I turned 21 this year. This.... Whelp! Guess I'm minor coded lol 😂

hashtag animashun

lol turn on the sound

IVE FOUND IT AGAIN, MY FAVORITE FUCKING VIDEO

Reblogging again because it makes me so happy

When I finally decided to put on the sound... I was not expecting that. I instantly started giggling

why does this have 32k notes? it’s just a picture of a knife in a ranch bottle, is there some unspoken joke that 32 thousand people share? what is going on here, i dont get it. it’s just a fucking picture of a knife in a ranch bottle. is there some spiritual connection people have to this picture? is there some ominous and mystical reasoning that this has 32 thousand notes? do people reblog this because it makes them look like some indie blogger? or is there just something funny to this? someone please explain

no one tell him

Scheduling this to post on March 15 because it needs to happen.

March 15 again and here we go…

march fifteenth

I stared at that picture for a solid 5 minutes at 3 am.... And then it finally clicked. My sides hurt now

Crows are scary They

Guys I’m really scared of crows now. (q) 

Yeah but have you seen this 

A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free.

Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill

I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree.

Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before.

That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him. 

Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree. 

That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick.

Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring.

that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful.

Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice. 

this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad. 

i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance.

a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth.

i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son.

Best birbs !!

your son is Beautiful and Strong

every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories

Like, I wouldn’t want to be on bad terms with a crow, but they are a really smart animal, they aren’t scary You just want to be nice to them because they will know and they will remember, and they will pay you back if you treat them a certain way.

As a side note, I volunteered at a rehab (Hope for Wildlife), where they were rehabbing a crow with a broken wing–who was named Russell Crow. He kept pulling his bandage off so a sleeve was cut off some old clothing and put on him like a little sweater. 

!!!!

I don’t think I’ll ever not reblog this. This posts makes me cry and smile at the same time.

He’s so handsome!!

This is so wholesome!

they are the most smartest birds alive actually