#yeah.

[thinkingabout-girls]

[answerguiltygear]

I drew this right after ABA was announced and then just left it for a month lol

[revacholianpizzaagenda]

yeah

[xxswagcorexx]

The prisoner's dilemma is a standard thought experiment analyzed in game theory challenging two people; cooperate with your partner for mutual reward, or betray your partner for an individual reward.

or:

game theory by anonymous.

image credits:

sea waves during daytime photo by Inés Álvarez Fdez on unsplash // crashing waves by Ivan Bandura on unsplash // One Of Them Is Lying by @Boosfer on youtube // Don’t Go- Study for Limerence by Beth Cavener // Rest Energy by Marina Abramović and Ulay // Limerence by Beth Cavener // ashswagg on namemc // Reddoons on namemc

text credits:

One Of Them Is Lying by @Boosfer on youtube // game theory by Anonymous // Rest Energy (performance piece) from Wikipedia // Prisoner's dilemma from Wikipedia

[gilmores-glorious-blog]

[cemeterything]

[lxvenderjewel]

gotta do one of these

10 notes and I’ll drink a glass of water ✅

50 and I’ll start making decorations for my room (origami)

100 and I’ll get a beginners crochet kit

200 and I’ll start working on one of my songs

1k and I’ll crochet something for my crush

10k and I’ll post the song once it’s done

20k and I’ll confess to her in April

im scared to death of my fam so praying this doesn’t get on their dash! 🙏💞

edit: oh dear lord. Rip to my notifs. Why did I do this.

edit 2: you all got to 1k too quickly im changing the final goal for my sanity

edit 3: IS STUNDE IS FINISHED IT FINISHED LIKE THESE FARTS AGO STOP REBLOGGING THIS GO CHECK OUT MY WRITING IN MY INTRO POST TY

[wormtime123]

spare skyblings? spare skyblings ?

[emily-e-draws]

you guys know the uhh samurai cat meme

[saewokhrisz]

dead man walking, leaving his rot behind

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970

Text ID: I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall—like seeking love in a whorehouse.

[frankenstein-ate-my-left-shoe]

regular thrifter eddie comes across a pair of dog tags with the name 

HARRINGTON, STEVEN 04 AUG 1920 AB NEG U.S. ARMY

he takes them to the counter without even thinking about it, no more than a new addition to his outfit.

he looks up the name eventually, and holy shit, this guy’s gorgeous

something something he tracks down the old-timey hottie’s great grandson Steve Harrington (the fourth) to return the tags and wouldn’t you know it, Steve is the spitting image of his grandpa

[jackalspine]

[laithraihan]

[firefox-official]

you were like 14 and tumblr famous?? i am so sorry

[murdrdocs]

just thinking about miguel o'hara ... coming out of the shower ...

white towel tied low on his waist, v-line extremely visible, hair leading from his belly button down to the patch that you can just barely see also made known by your wandering eyes. he moves around the room casually, talking to you about something that you just respond to in curt "uh-huh"s, all so you can look at the defined muscles of his shoulders, chest, back, arms.

everything is visible there, with just the most important parts covered, and it's nothing you haven't seen before, but it always gets you. especially with the way his hair waves more when wet, dripping down onto his shoulders, hanging over his chiseled face.

"you listening to me, amor?" his voice is low as he asks it, and he's been speaking the whole time but these words make you jump in your seat. you sit up a little straighter, take a breath, then repeat the same sound ("uh huh"). he continues speaking, and you think you're in the clear.

his back flexes as he digs into the drawer, then he turns to face you and you're met with his abs before you will your eyes to drag up and meet his. chocolate brown, framed with long, wet lashes. his pink lips parted, thick eyebrows furrow for a second, then almost-perfect teeth put on display when he smirks, open-mouthed, then closed.

"something you want?"