Hello, friend

My name is Ceci, I am a person (she/her/hers), pansexual, gray-aromantic, and in a relationship with a dork of a puppy. ACAB/Pro-Vaxx/BLM/TERFs not welcome! My tags can be sort of unreliable because I'm lazy, but if you're needing to block something just let me know. Background image by syberstudies!

[hangsawoman]

therapist: and what do we say when we feel like this?

me: no live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality

therapist: no

[im-fostering-it292]

REblog if you are Asexual, support Asexuals, or spend most of your time actually thinking about Superheroes.

[alnitaks]

starry.eyed.stitcher

[syzygy-yzygy]

So sick of dog motif what about cat motif.

I love you but we don't love the same. I can't be near you when you want me to be. Your love is smothering and your need to keep me safe is trapping me. I'm my own person but I don't know how to show you that. I lash out and hurt you even though I don't mean to. I need you to move slowly around me or I'll bolt. I love you, even though I don't say it. If you stay still I'll sit next to you, and even though we don't understand each other we can be together like that.

[syzygy-yzygy]

@aspengrown this is the rawest possible addition to this post thank you

[mylordshesacactus]

and also:

cat love as in I am small and scared and all of my instincts and my experience and your vast power say you're a threat but I am choosing to trust in your kindness despite my fear. you could kill me with one hand but I know you won't.

cat love as in I can tell you are upset and I don't understand why so I will sit stiffly beside you and awkwardly provide the only reassurance I know how to give. I am uncomfortable with every single moment of this but it is what you would do for me.

cat love as in I am small and powerless but I will curl up back to back with you and stand guard while you sleep and I will mean it with every fiber of my being.

my cat Nepenthe was a former stray behavior case at risk of euthanasia because she kept mauling potential adopters. on her second week in my apartment--having already attacked me multiple times without provocation, I will add, I wasn't special, she needed genuine help--she slinked out of the bedroom yowling at me. when I went to check on her she kept walking back and forth until I followed her, where she insistently paced between my feet and her hidey-hole in the back of my dresser, increasingly distressed. about three seconds after she gave up and hid, an absolutely torrential rain front hit. she didn't understand yet that we couldn't get wet inside. she'd been trying to warn me.

she didn't know me yet, but she knew I hadn't yelled at her when she hurt me. she knew I hadn't tried to hurt her back. she didn't understand why she was attacking me; those episodes probably scared her more than me. she knew I "shared" food with her, and that I asked before touching her. and she went out of her way to bring me into her safe space, to protect her friend.

cat love as stiff hesitant uncertain acts of service that are devastating in their sincerity, as well.

[naamahdarling]

I'm sorry, I had a response to add on, but now I'm crying over your cat. Oh my god.

[glorioustidalwavedefendor]

cat love as stiff hesitant uncertain acts of service that are devastating in their sincerity, as well.

He had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise.

Isabel Allende, from The House of The Spirits

[bumblebeebats]

so i hauve covid rn and i must say, American cold medicine is the absolute bees knees. You go to a UK pharmacy and they tenderly press like eight (8) paracetamol into the palm of your hand... God FORBID you're sick in France, i had to scour every pharmacy in Paris for something that wasn't HOMEOPATHIC PASTILLES. meanwhile last night i took the last of my stash of Nyquil that expired in 2019 and it was like getting hit by a fucking baseball bat (affectionate). press X to timeskip. LOVE me a cheeky little medically induced coma. you can really feel that it's a precursor to meth. i know that everything is fucking awful over there my friedns and my heart goes out to every one of you but if you need one small bright light of national pride in this time of strife please know that i envy you your cold medicine every day

[slowspinningredemption]

i once took an american antihistamine pill just a basic one for seasonal allergies and i had to immediately lay down and while doing so i vividly hallucinated that i was a steerage passenger on the titanic resigned to my death as my cabin filled up rapidly with water. then i blacked out and when i woke up again my allergies were gone for the entire season.

[acakewalkofcrocodiles]

The Hat Man is our greatest export

[drememoto]

sometimes you look at someone’s art and you know EXACTLY what’s going on and you’re like

[drememoto]

(I would like to emphasize the “non-judgemental” portion of the caption)

[madnessbrainworms]

two different but very similar energies

[onepilots]

me to myself: why do you talk

[freakoutgirl]

"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.

[freakoutgirl]

and love..........

[inthefallofasparrow]

[inthefallofasparrow]

[inthefallofasparrow]

[inthefallofasparrow]

[inthefallofasparrow]

[parkchanwoohoo]

[therealbeachfox]

I also enjoy video of this man’s dead wife

[clara-the-cat]

The glare from the sun occasionally obscuring her face does kinda make me think that the viewer is struggling to remember her

[unfunny-trans-girl]

The immediate cut to the most dead wife video ever took me out lmao

[maliciousalice]

This is a new blend. I'm calling it Paris Delight. It's in honour of you.

[vendal-construct]

We Do Not Like The Concrete Tomb.

[vendal-construct]

This is our most popular post and we've seen more than one person tag it as "unreality." We understand why one might think that but we assure you: it was not.

These facilities chew you up. They suck the life from you and grind your body to dust to extract every ounce of profit they can.

These places destroy the body, the mind, and the soul.

[spriggan675]

I think adults need summer vacation. Like let's just close down all our jobs for three months and play outside. Please. I'm so tired.

[burgerdotcom]

reblogs were off

[spontaneousmusicalnumber]

In The Road to El Dorado there is only really one inexplicable thing within the plot. Miguel and Tulio plausibly bluff their way through or slip out of most situations. However, I’d never figured out why the volcano actually stops erupting when Tulio commands it. 

The conclusion I finally came up with is that the actual gods were watching their big entrance go down, and thought “oh, this’ll be hilarious”

[sweetvantass]

theres a lot of evidence throughout the movie to say that the armadillo (whose name is bibo) is a god.

they first find him in the jungle, where an armadillo has no business being

they find the entrance to the city, while being followed by him

he is present when the volcano starts to erupt (previous concept art also showed him in the background actually stopping the eruption)

miguel and tulio sucked ass at the ball game, so they used Bibo as a ball. He ricocheted himself all over the place and defied physics to get into the hoop every time

they come up with the flood plan to stop cortez when bibo pushed a glass over in front of them

[famouslysleepy]

YOUR TELLING ME THEY USED GOD AS A BASKETBALL?

[gean-grey-blog]

One time I was leaving a friend's place and an older lady with basically no English came up to me and communicated that she was very cold and needed a ride. She pointed to tell me where to go.

I got there and her daughter or granddaughter came out and was like omg her phone died we were worried

And then the older lady said something and the younger lady translated.

"She knew she could trust you because you have pink hair"

I thought it was funny at the time. But when I think back on it I think she was basically saying "you had a visible sign of not vibing with the system I was afraid of"

Be weird. Be colorful. Help random people.

[dogwithglasses]

Hey Fungicide (2002) Fandom. What should we call ourselves

Fun Guys

Mushroom Tops

Fungus Heads

Fungiciders

Prophets of the New Truth

Wascavage’s Ravagers

Balsamic Bastards

Elizabeth from the Dark Souls 1 dlc Artorias of the Abyss

The Mycorrhizal Network

Other (please reply in comments or reblogs)

Voting ended onJun 22

Fans of the cult classic 2002 horror film Fungicide by Dave Wascavage are growing in number by the day. More people are talking about this film than ever before (or, at least, I’m talking about it a lot and I had never seen it before this year). Our power increases as we grow and learn, just like the mushrooms in the masterpiece of cinema Fungicide (2002).

As such, I feel we should have a name for our burgeoning fandom. I’ve included a couple ideas of my own in this poll but I encourage creative thinking from everyone! And feel free to reblog for reach!

[billieliar]

I’m a Balsamic (ball Sam ic) BITCH tho.