jethroq:

elbiotipo:

effemimaniac:

fuckyeahcoelacanths:

membraneshock:

rip to all the “fuckyeah___” blogs that carried our society at one point </3

we are in the midst of a true Real One

thetimetostrikeislater:

I’m screaming 😭😂

hms-no-fun:

sacred-portal:

the fucked up thing is that i’ve been in this exact situation and actually felt some measure of beauty in the world. but only when the streets are empty and the area descends into a time of day when it clearly was not meant to functionally exist. there is a wretched beauty in walking around one of these suburban sprawl commerce zones at night or close to dawn, sitting down at a table like this and basking in the sensation that you own the place. maybe this is an inherited derangement from living most of my life in the midwest suburbs, working late night shifts at a grocery store on a corner exactly like this one. maybe it’s just the only time of day in a place like this when you can be truly alone outside

heller-castiel:

heller-castiel:

um. season one dean staring at an older gay couple and sam rolls his eyes and tells dean to stop being an ass but dean can’t stop looking. he can’t turn away. he doesn’t know why.

HOW DARE YOU LEAVE THIS IN THE TAGS @tornadocountrymp3 THIS SHLULD BE SAID AT FULL VOLUME

clouds-angels:

levitatingfeline:

mitzo:

dragongirlsnout:

DASHBOARD UNFUCKER V1.0

as 90% of desktop users have probably found out, today @staff released an update that for some insane reason COMPLETELY remodels the dashboard to replicate twitter’s. this is of course in the wake of numerous other thoroughly hated changes and a continued refusal to fix any of the site’s actual problems, half of which stem directly from site management.

HOWEVER, thanks to the power of jQuery, i was able to throw together a userscript that remodels the dashboard back to its original look almost perfectly.

here is my dashboard right now, with the script active:

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and here is the old dashboard in separate tab container that hasn’t received the update:

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it’s hardly perfect; i had trouble making it force reload to the fixed layout when switching between other pages and the dashboard, and it currently only fixes just the dashboard. it’s also completely untested on browsers other than firefox, and chances are it looks a bit screwy on ultrawide monitors. but for now at least, it’s a good fix.

the unfucker is a tampermonkey userscript. all you have to do to use it is install the tampermonkey extension, hit “create new script”, and replace the default code on the page with the script (link here) and save it.

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op you are a fucking lifesaver THANK YOU

tagging my friend so she can use it too @official-megumin

THANK YOU OP YOU ARE AMAZING!

If you, like me, had uBlock origin block the ‘Radar’ bit on the right hand side of your old tumblr, you can go to line 50 of the script which is currently the below:

$aside.children().eq(0).css({position: “fixed”, width: “320px”});

And change it to this:

$aside.children().eq(0).css({display:“none”});

THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!

nickandros:

me reading the táin aloud to mads and soph

fluentisonus:

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killing them for this btw

beemovieerotica:

I know people on tumblr looove stories of underwater cave diving, but I haven’t seen anyone talk about nitrogen narcosis aka “raptures of the deep”

basically when you want to get your advanced scuba certification (allowing you to go more than 60 feet deep) you have to undergo a very specific test: your instructor takes you down past the 60+ foot threshold, and she brings a little underwater white board with her.

she writes a very basic math problem on that board. 6 + 15. she shows it to you, and you have to solve it.

if you can solve it, you’re good. that is the hardest part of the test.

because here’s what happens: there is a subset of people, and we have no real idea why this happens only to them, who lose their minds at depth. they’re not dying, they’re not running out of oxygen, they just completely lose their sense of identity when deep in the sea.

a woman on a dive my instructor led once vanished during the course of the excursion. they were diving near this dropoff point, beyond which the depth exceeded 60 feet and he’d told them not to go down that way. the instructor made his way over to look for her and found a guy sitting at the edge of the dropoff (an underwater cliff situation) just staring down into the dark. the guy is okay, but he’s at the threshold, spacing out, and mentally difficult to reach. they try to communicate, and finally the guy just points down into the dark, knowing he can’t go down there, but he saw the woman go.

instructor is deep water certified and he goes down. he shines his light into the dark, down onto the seafloor which is at 90 feet below the surface. he sees the woman, her arms locked to her sides, moving like a fish, swimming furiously in circles in the pitch black.

she is hard to catch but he stops her and checks her remaining oxygen: she is almost out, on account of swimming a marathon for absolutely no reason. he is able to drag her back up, get her to a stable depth to decompress, and bring her to the surface safely.

when their masks are off and he finally asks her what happened, and why was she swimming like that, she says she fully, 100% believed she was a mermaid, had always been a mermaid, and something was hunting her in the dark 👍