there is something so darkly comical about tumblr potentially outliving twitter
tumblr, which is held together with duct tape and madness, run by three raccoons in blood stained Yahoo! hats and a handful of crabs, its only discernible source of income the sale of shoelaces from an inside joke so inside no one knows the original source anymore and fake blue checkmarks... that website still lives on
truly the cockroach of social media and I love it for that
New favorite niche 19th century illustrations found: grumpy or strange looking Victorian men standing next to fossils...
"Stand closer...touch it!"
This guy just looks defeated.
"I fuckin love fossils, dude."
These images are all derived from Catalogue of casts of fossils, from the principal museums of Europe and America, with short descriptions and illustrations by Henry A. Ward, 1866.
Be sure to click for full resolution if it looks blurry!
Resident Evil 8 Shenanigans:
(Y/n (He/They) is the newest lord and the youngest, being only 17 and having control over genuine magic and not something the Cadou has done. Mother Miranda still wants to bring back her own daughter, but Y/n convinced her to use the flesh of death-row felons in her experiments instead of. . . Other babies and. . . 'Innocent' people.)
*Heisenberg runs up to Y/n with his phone recording the whole interaction while Y/n is on their phone in Alcina's castle, just casually hanging out with Cassandra, Bela, and Daniela. The three Dimitrescu daughters on their own phones as well.*
Heisenberg: "Y/n, word association. Go! Holiday!"
*Without missing a beat, Y/n blurts out a response before their eyes widen and everyone practically collapses with laughter.*
Cassandra, weak with laughter and wiping a tear from her eye as Heisenberg laughs and slams his gloves fist on an empty side table: "What the fuck? Boys?"
Y/n, managing a little bit of composure in order to speak: "I don't know!"
*Y/n stares at a wall, the other lords and Mother Miranda looking at him in concern.*
Alcina: "Y/n, dear. . . Are you alright?" *She touches his shoulder, only for him to teleport away like an Enderman.*
Heisenberg: "What the fuck!?" *Y/n walks in, a can of iced coffee in one hand and their phone in the other.*
Angie: "What the fuck?" *Y/n phases through the wall he was walking towards, his phone and iced coffee phasing through the wall as well.
Alcina: "Wh-what in the-" *She interrupted when Y/n phases back up through the floor, this time on the back of an alligator snapping turtle. He and his steed phase through the ceiling, leaving the four lords to look at Mother Miranda in horror; being met with her horrified expression and silence as she processed what she just saw.
Donna: ". . . The old gods cower before the might of his chaos. . ." Donna said quietly, her eyes (Y/n fixed her other eye with magic.) widened in utter terror as she looked at the floor.
*Heisenberg, Alcina, Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra laugh as Y/n chases Ethan while T-posing, screaming, and floating after him.*
Ethan: "Stay away from me you god-damn demon!" He keeps running, occasionally stumbling.
Y/n: *Eldritch screaming* Y/n continues to chase him, even following him outside.
*Y/n blasts Carameldansen as he lays face down on the floor in the living room of his manor.*
The four lords and Alcina's daughters watch the rainbow of lights coming from the youngest lord's home. Several miles away, Mia and Ethan can see the faint lights along being able to hear the faint music.
Ethan: "To think. . . They were the one that nearly killed me. . . Unlike the others. . . He just. . . Started beating me with a baseball bat and shouted 'Batter up!', 'Bonk!', and had that same song playing in the background." *Ethan stares at the faint lights with what looked like an expression of 500 mile abject horror.*
Mia: "I'm so sorry you had to go through that sweetie. . ." Mia hugs Ethan, the half-man half-mold taking a deep drink of the whiskey he had next to him.