it is way too late to be on tumblr

anonymous asked:

I stayed up way to late last night and fell into a spiral and went way too deep into tumblr and ended up on some gay p*rn blog reading a phan smut questioning everything because I don't like smut. help

Sounds like what I do every night jfjskskksak I mean what! Honestly Tumblr is such a hellsite it’s almost as bad as youtube one moment you are researching how to do a projectile motion problem for physics the next minute you are watching how the rubber for tires is made

study moods

sleepy dawn

  • open windows
  • listening to lo-fi
  • wearing pyjamas
  • planning your day, creating to-do lists
  • the sky is pretty

spring breeze

  • coming back after a walk
  • drinking a glass of water
  • getting a head-start on the assignment
  • the great feeling of productivity, ah

cozy evening

  • sitting on your bed
  • rewarding yourself afterwards with a bath or chocolate
  • highlighting with your favourite markers
  • warm tea or cocoa next to you

night vision

  • it’s way too late, but you gotta finish that essay
  • rock music all the way
  • everything is a mess
  • you’re gonna be okay though

cinnamon afternoon

  • drinking coffee
  • doing some math exercises
  • listening to a chill/coffeehouse playlist
  • scrolling through tumblr in your little breaks

Korra and Asami as genies coming out of one lamp, requested by @aut2imagineart

I don’t know if you ever loved me. I don’t know if the late night drives and hands held meant anything to you. But I like to think they did. I like to think that a tiny smile formed on your face when you imagined the way we laughed together. I like to believe that whenever you felt sad and alone, I was the one who made you feel whole again. Because that’s what you did for me. Without ever knowing it you were making my life better. So even if you never loved me like I loved you, I hope that I still made your life better too.

While we’re on the subject of tumblr’s shortcomings as a fandom platform, I want to say one more thing. I’ve been thinking lately about how it’s really important to remember that fandom isn’t just on tumblr, but on AO3 as well. One angle that I don’t see people talking about a lot with regard to commenting on fic is that it’s another level of interaction that I don’t think fandom can live without–not just because it fuels writers, but because it can fuel readers too. 

Over the course of my fandom life, I’ve gradually worked my way up to leaving more and more detailed comments (not necessarily always longer, but definitely more specific) and let me tell you–it’s incredibly rewarding. Just recently, I left a comment that prompted a writer to share a lot more about what they were thinking while writing the fic and to give me a rec for a fic with a similar theme to the one they wrote. Sometimes writers will reply to comments by going into more detail about the headcanons they have for characters or explaining more backstory for a part of the fic that I mentioned liking. I’ve had people follow me here on tumblr after I commented on one of their fics on AO3 (and as a writer, I’ve followed people who have commented on my fic too–if I can find them here), and from that, sometimes new friendships arise.

What I’m trying to say is that the importance of comments as an aspect of fandom interactions can’t be overstated. It’s not just about stroking a writer’s ego. You can get things out of it too, whether it be a new headcanon to think about, an insight into the creative process, or even a new friend. Being specific about the parts of fic you like can give writers the confidence to write more things in the same vein or to write more period. Back in the LJ days, fic and personal posts were all mixed in together, so it was easier to have those kinds of interactions, but now that those worlds are split, I think it’s even more important to remember why commenting is important and what it can do for fandom as a whole.

So next time you’re leaving a comment, I challenge you to view it not as “paying your dues” for reading the story, but as an opportunity to interact with the person behind it. You don’t have to be long-winded. Tell them what your favorite part of it was. Pick out something that was unique about it and ask about their inspiration. Talk about how it made you feel or what it reminds you of. You won’t regret it. 

Tight hugs for everyone THANK YOU FOR THE +3050 FOLLOWEEEEERS!!!

yay peeps I’m really grateful to you all, this  makes me really happy O(≧▽≦)OI’ve been kind of avoiding tumblr lately because it makes me waste too much time, so I didn’t notice but well here is my way to say thanks to you <3

hope you have an amazing day

There’s going to come a day that she’ll give up. She’s going to realize you’re no longer worth the pain and tears. She’s going to realize that if you cared, you wouldn’t treat her this way. She’s going to realize the lies are no longer mistakes, but choices. She’s going to realize that you’re a lost cause. And once she realizes this, that’s when you’ve lost her for good. And you’ll finally realize you took her for granted, but it will be too late.
—  kenleegrace1229, she’s going to realize
I never believe that it was already too late.” he said. “Not until I saw how—your eyes shine just by staring at him. The way you show him your warmest smile and how you continuously bloom every time he’s around. That for you, he seems to be like water to a drained fountain. Like helium to an inflated balloon. Like fire to an unlit cigarette. I never believe that I was already beyond reaching you. And I just realized that I can no longer pull you back to the way we were used to.
—  ma.c.a // Losing Grip
I know right now you feel broken and incomplete but do not let that stop you. Accept that you loved him. Do not deny that feeling, do not be afraid of it. Life is about feeling and experiencing all the emotions of the world so embrace the love you felt. And do not let the fact that you only knew him a short time invalidate your feelings. So what you only knew him two months? If you loved him, you loved him. No one else gets to tell you that you didn’t. Please know that you will love again, not in the same way but in a better way. There’s someone out there waiting to love you in ways that he was too scared to. They will give you a piece of their heart that is so filled with love for you that it will replace that missing piece. It will fit so perfectly that you’ll forget your heart was ever even broken. This was the first boy you loved. That will never change. He will always hold a piece of you. But do not let his stupidity stop you from experiencing the world. He has already taken enough of you, don’t let him take anymore.
I’ve been seeing a lot of improper goldfish homes lately, so I thought I’d share this!

I haven’t necessarily seen a lot of inappropriate goldfish setups on here, mostly on facebook groups and such, but I feel like this is still relevant since a lot of yall also probably belong to FB groups and other forums outside of tumblr as well!

I wanted to share THESE bad boys! They’re about 90 gallons, and cost roughly $50. I always suggest them to people who have goldies in tanks that are too small since they’re relatively affordable when compared to a 50-100+ gallon aquarium setup, and are way more portable :) Hook up a massive sponge filter + air pump and voila! :) plus if they wanted to, they could dress up the outside with some tall plants, or the inside with some floating plants, and make it look more like a pond and not a kiddie pool :p

Jenny from SolidGoldAquatics used to use them, and she’s originally where I saw them and why I suggest these specific pools :)


Art of July~~ ( part 1 )

I couldn’t include everything, it’s already long as it is, sorry ^^’  I had a late start this month, I took some time just for myself, trying to think about my art, where I wanted it to go, and trying to fight against the continuous pressure I tend to put on myself and my art. I am well better now, and I’ll keep going on and have fun !!

Thank you for your support <3 <3 you guys are way too good for me

May // June // July pt 1 // July pt 2 //

Bts reaction to the others checking you out

Request: Bts reaction to you wearing your shortest dress with a deep low cut in the front that shows off all your curves while on a night out with the rest of the boy and he catches them checking you out

A/n: Three out of four. It’s my present for the 4k


Yaaaaa…Heads down, no one loos. You,” pointing at you “go change.”

Originally posted by jiyoongis


*sends death glares* “Any of you continues to look at her, you’ll all die.”

Originally posted by imonaworldtour


“Y/n, go change. Now. Please baby. I won’t be able to protect you.”

Originally posted by kim-aris


*stares with the others. Then gives you his jacket, fast and neatly* “Well, too late for you to change baby.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


“Mine. You, fuck off. Eyes off my baby.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia


“Jealous. You can all watch and be jealous. Suckers.”

Originally posted by missbaptan


“No way. No. Go back. That’s my dress. Only I want to see it. Please.”

Originally posted by nnochu



i always tell myself to not think of you. to not think of the way your eyes always have this mysteriousness behind them but they can still shine like the morning sun. or how your smile can turn my whole day better even if it’s just for a split second. or how your voice would sound right when you wake up: raspy and tired. i try not to think of the way your hands would feel in mine or your arms wrapped around my body, holding me closer than i could ever imagine. or the way your lips move when they say “i love you” right before they connect to my own. i always tell myself to not think of you in ways that will make me fall in love with you.
—  but i think it’s too late.
You know,
I get drunk when it hurts
and sometimes it’s a blade to the skin.
When I’m angry I kick and scream,
I break things just for the hell of it,
just to see something as broken as I am.
Someone touched me too soon,
apparently blood isn’t thicker than water.
I was left before I breathed my first breath of life,
I never felt as though I was somebody’s daughter.
I only feel useful when I’m being used
and I crave to be hurt again,
sick right?
I stay up late at night
contemplating taking my life,
I count backwards,
then I find myself at zero again with the same dreadful feeling lingering over my head.
I don’t eat enough
or I eat too much,
either way I turn away from the mirror.
I push those closest to me away,
intimacy issues crawling out of my chest.
I will turn you into me,
I will make you ugly,
run while you can still leave.
—  I promise you don’t want to ‘get to know’ me.

Thank you for 100 followers!!! I know that’s not a lot for most of you, but for me, that’s huge! It means a lot to me when you like or reblog what I post.

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