All Knowing Panda

Keep going stink 💖

I made this to combat my current issue:

ID: text overlaid a classical painting reads: “things are meant to be used. Paint is meant to stain. Perfumes are meant to be sprayed. Candles are meant to be burned. Clothes are meant to be worn. Stop waiting for a good day to use things; use things to have good days.”

End of ID.

nothing will ever be funnier to me than the 30-50 feral hogs joke phase, I think about it at least once a week

Happy 30-50 feral hogs day

why do people refer to some of their kids as "furry children"? it makes no sense to separate them from your other kids just because they're a furry

the realisation that furry children means dogs hit me like a train at 4 in the morning

T Count: 16

Letter Count: 185

Your T Percentage: 8.65%

Average T Percentage: 6.95%

You used the letter T 0.84 times as much as average.

As: 21 Es: 39 Is: 10 Os: 16 Us: 11

❗️Vowel Ys: 4

Total vowels: 101

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[nine out of ten]

is that jesus 👀👀👀

in general i would say that “it’s not fun if they’re totally unrecognisable” is my fandom thesis. like the point of fanfic etc is putting your favourite little guys in situations. where’s the appeal if they’ve been through so many fanon spin cycles that they’re barely even your guys anymore

loads of people are reblogging this like “this is why i don’t like AUs” and honestly this is not an anti AU post by any stretch of the imagination. if you think “alternate universe fic” = “completely unrecognisable characters” then love and light but you need to read some better AUs!! putting your little guys in a completely different setting or time period or making them baristas or racing drivers or pop stars or whatever doesn’t inherently render them unrecognisable and in fact the APPEAL of a well done AU fic is seeing how your favourite guys deal with a completely different set of circumstances. support your local wacky AU today x

Hey @staff @changes I appreciate the read more button in the latest Tumblr update, but I would appreciate it if the post notification button took you to the person's blog instead of just to that post again

I typically don't scroll through my dashboard and rather just scroll through people's blogs individually after I get the post notifications for them and uhh the new update is tripping me up

@staff @changes You fixed it for a little while and my notifications went back to normal, but now they're wonky again, you say you want people to spend more time scrolling through tumblr but this update actually makes me want to spend less time on tumblr so if you could change it back I'd appreciate it <3

do you all remember in the early 2010s where people were talking about freeing the nipple and that mixed-gender sports should become a thing and the removal of period tax and all of that and then some people realised that would mean trans people too ans they instantly decided to revert to bioessentialism 101 and now i have to see grating sentences like Well maybe jeopardy should be gender-segregated because males have a biological advantage in pressing a button

“rap is the worst music genre” “no actually it’s soul” “no actually it’s jazz” “no actually it’s ska” “no actually it’s r&b” hey guys do you notice a common denominator in the genres you hate or is it just me

Lemme tell you the story of this gun my wife showed me.

At first, I immediatly assumed it belonged to her grandfather who was a lieutenant in the french military. Not a fan of guns and didn't think much of it.

" No it belonged to my great-grandmother!"

She then told me the entire story of badass great grandmother Jeanne, that I need to share here.

Its important to note the time period it takes place in: Right smack in the middle of WWII.

Jeanne was of Jewish heritage but she immediatly realized things were starting to get ugly concerning Jews and took the decision to baptize herself and her children at the last minute so she had paperworks to show Nazi officials to lie about her jewish upbringing. This move saved her life and that of her children.

Some times later, another nazi official was investigating the weird deaths of his collegues in the area, and was suspecting resistance hideouts down the river because thats where they found the bodies So he knocked door to door, and asked if anyone noticed anything, under threats obviously.

Jeanne opened the door and told the Nazi official she didn't notice anything, playing the role of the frightened by everything going on, harmless young lady, living alone after her husband died. The guy immediatly dropped his guard , and Jeanne invited him inside for tea since it was already late and cold out.

The -moment- he stepped inside and his back was to her as he removed his coat. She took out this exact gun out of her dress and shot him point blank in the head.

-She- was the resistance member killing Nazis knocking on her door, dumping their body in the river, so the bodies would travel south to a region well know for resistance soldiers, and making the nazis think it was them killing officials patrolling the area. They -never- suspected her. Being a woman, living alone and "with a fragile constitution".

Absolute badass great grandmother Jeanne was shooting nazis daring to knock on her door with this very gun, avenging a large portion of her family, who didn't make the decision she did and were lost to the war.

Huge respect, Great Grandmother in Law. Huge respect.

those first couple weeks after escaping a time loop have gotta be disorienting as all fuck. all those little cues that used to tell you what's about to happen are now triggers that cause you to brace for something that isn't coming. you have to relearn the permanence of death -- hell, you have reacquaint yourself with the entire concept of finality altogether. everything keeps changing but it never changes back and you keep having to remind yourself that this is normal. "it won't reset anymore," you echo to yourself, over and over and over, like a broken record, like you're still trapped in a loop, like someone who escaped the time loop but was doomed to bring it into the future with them

if you're a writer i wish u a very plot/story/character epiphany

whats cool about being trans is my parents are totally right. i did kill their beautiful son. im the thing that animates his corpse in an ever more convincing parody of a happy girl. i devoured him from the inside out and now there is nothing left of him and he is dead dead dead and there is only me, with my hollow eyes and dark eyeliner and long hair, and my big smile. my limp, effeminate gestures belie the marionetting of the boy they loved. my fagginess is his death. already his body becomes a fitter home for my parasitism in full; the tits, the hips, the thighs. sorry about your kid. thanks for the biomass <3

you’re laughing. they’re horrifically misinterpreting my favorite character’s personality and you’re laughing

Oh please please please please please let this aesthetic become widely known as incel design.

Like music to my ears