Twitter and tiktok are like a coral reef
It’s loud and bright and productive and glamorous. It’s fast-paced and things cycle through the environment in hours. Everyone is trying to fight for their position in the food chain and stay Relevant. There are lots of pretty things to look at. If something gets Popular it has an impact on everything around it, for a brief time until the next big thing arrives. To an outside observer it’s chaos but to those involved it has order, reason, a Purpose.
Tumblr is like a deep-sea ecosystem.
Things are slow and weird. Memes bounce around for years and even decades. People exist in their little isolated hydrothermal vent communities of mutuals. Sometimes something big happens (suez canal, November 5th, Queen Lizzie kickin’ it) and we all gather around like a whale fall but for the most part we’re just snootling around in the sand doing whatever the fuck. Occasionally someone comes down and shines their flashlight around and immediately leaves and tells their friends about what freaky shit we have going on in the depths. We don’t care. We’re very busy talking about Our Friend Jonathan from a book published in the 1800s like worms slowly digesting the bones of a long-dead organism.
omg so tru im crying
Loid Forger and Gomez Addams are the only actual wife guys.
reddit but in the pokemon universe
I’m crying
The choir sitting on a couch.
IM GIGGLING
all these posts about people clutching their pearls about seeing bare titties at pride make me laugh because at last year's pride i met a cishet guy who had no idea what was going on and had joined because he saw bare titties and thought "those people look like they are having fun, and also i can see tits for free" and he asked me about what was happening and let me explain LGBT struggles for some time before telling me he had a transgender cousin and he was going to make sure to be there for her in the future. bare tits will be the beacon to world peace
I’m gonna warsh everything all at once if you tell me to separate the colors I’m gonna hope my whites turn a pretty pale pink you bitch
i love how delusional some articles of clothing are, like you read the tag and its like “hand wash only/tumble dry on low” son you are a cotton tshirt. youre going in the warsh and whatever happens in there is in gods hands
I’m crying
Ricky tried to explain the omegaverse to the choir which ends up with Constance desperately trying to hide that she used to read abo fanfiction, Ocean just staring at the ground with her head in her hands just muttering “why? Just…why?” over and over again, Mischa trying his very best to understand what he’s taking about and asking so many questions, Noel just trying to ignore it but being unable to because goddammit Mischa is so fucking invested in this it’s so FUCKING CUTE, and Penny googling abo fanfiction and reading it out loud to the choir while also refusing to stop translating every word that Ricky is saying so Ocean and Noel can’t ignore it
Father Marcus comes back into the room and just sees Ocean taking psychic damage, Mischa trying to sort them into alphas, betas, and omegas, Constance and Penny playing tug of war with Penny’s phone (Penny found a fic that Constance wrote when she was 13), and Noel just trying to convince Ricky to stop talking for the love of god stop talking while Ricky just signs back with the most shit-eating grin ever “technically I’m not talking sooooo”
Ocean: *Trying to fill out legal paperwork stuff* Were you guys born AMAB or AFAB?
Constance: Bold of you to assume I was born at all.
Penny: I personally was created in a lab.
Ricky: I just straight up spawned lol.
My bf sent me this and it's so relatable
Muppet Jane flying around the stage 💜💜💜