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25 she/her, Mostly Sanders Sides content these days 💙🩵💜💚💛♥️

[lastivkaa]

Guys. Guys, remember that gag where they showed us Virgil applying eyeshadow under his eyes? Remember that this was before he was accepted and became more open? Dare I say was hiding his feelings. GUYS REMEMBER WHAT HIS EYESHADOW DO WHEN HE'S HAPPY?? GUYS. GUYS I THINK--

[bitchnuggettt]

This also means that sometimes he just gets so damn happy that the purple seeps through his attempt to cover it up with black eyeshadow anyway

"what's your goal for the new year Virgil?"

"To get darker eyeshadow that better matches my soul..."

Sweet winter child your soul is glittery and lilac.

You are needlessly ashamed of it. Come out of the dark and meet everyone who loves you. They will caress the glittery apples of your cheeks in awe and see that your joy tumbles off you like little snowflakes, staining everything it touches.

No one but Virgil would ever consider his pretty eustress eyeshadow to be something as irksome as a stain. The others will be too caught up in trying to catch the next round of purple flurries on their fingertips and holding them like wishes.

Imagine being this dark brooding spectre who feels giddiness so sharply that it overwhelms your attempts to cover it up.

Imagine baby Virgil trying to wash the glitter off, painting over it in scraggly black eyeliner until the black comes to define the opposite of that feeling and bleeds darker when he's upset.

You are marked by happiness, and all you want to do is scrub the evidence from your face.

"ugh...it's going to take weeks to get this glitter out of the carpet"

So? Your family loves you and treasures every stray little sparkle in their periphery.

[kkachi35]

[starsendlessly]

on being god’s favorite sacrificial lamb

Sources + inspo

@/pwiscila on twitter / x / x / x / x / A Temple of the Holy Ghost, Flannery O’Connor / Love of the Wolf (translated by Keith Cohen); Stigmata: Escaping Texts, Hélène Cixous / De Profundis, Oscar Wilde / unknown / Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V

[luulapants]

Story time:

In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.

Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.

What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.

The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.

So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.

[aquilacalvitium]

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

Write it badly or it'll never be written

[aquilacalvitium]

Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again

[everythingfox]

DOG

dog dog dog

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[svlc]

[my-dailydreams]

[bitchnuggettt]

I don't want to be tolerated like a pet. If I'm going to be approached like an animal, I want to be feared like one.

[only-cat-memes]

[dailycatsblog]

[dailycatsblog]

[frailgun]

more women should have the body of a snake imo

[frailgun]

more women should have 4 arms

[pineyw00dsshesquatch]

Best I can do is 6 arms and centipede

[frailgun]

"best I can do is going above and beyond the call of duty"

[molabuddy]

3 hours of sleep = i hate people who laugh

0 ours of sleep = waouw 🌼🌼🌼🌼🐎

[fatherkrasmazov]

[kurtbrussels]

no webcomic will ever be as funny as this strip from oglaf

[ms-demeanor]

That poor pest control guy did not know what he was getting into, but given the state of my yard i feel like he should have known what he was getting into.

[ms-demeanor]

He was going door to door offering to spray the base of the house for pests for a discount rate because one of our neighbors signed up for pest control and he walked down my driveway (covered in spiderwebs), up onto my front porch (covered in spiderwebs), and knocked on my door (covered in spiderwebs) and said "hi, I'm John from the bug company, would you be interested in a discount service because it seems like you may have a spider problem."

And I said, "oh, no, I'm sorry, I won't be spraying for spiders, I like them. I want to encourage them."

And he gave me kind of a weird look and was like "why?" And I was honest and said that they were my pest control, they take care of my mosquitoes and and and flies, and then I kind of laughed and said that I should stop because I know way too much about spiders and if he let me go I'd talk his ear off.

And then he made his fatal mistake and asked what I knew about spiders, and if I knew what kinds of webs he'd walked past to get on the porch and what spiders were in my yard.

So then he got to hear my thoughts on brown vs black widows and why I wished there were as many black widows as there used to be but I had a big beautiful one under my patio table right now and even if I prefer black widows because they aren't invasive the same way that brown widows are i still like the brown widows and i had a lovely one who lived in my patio chair from August until the firestorm in January and she was so good and kept eating cockroaches and had made five big egg sacks and how I was so proud of her and I used to have a lot more orb weavers but their numbers never recovered after the tropical storm last year but I had a cute one on the shed that I took a picture of yesterday and of course there are tons of wolf spiders and jumping spiders and cellar spiders if you wanted to count them too and some false widows but I hadn't seen any of them this year and, well, yeah, anyway they're not actually dangerous mostly and widows want nothing to do with you but a bite wasn't pleasant but much better than a recluse bite but I almost never see recluses around here but i wouldn't, would I, because they're not called brown gregarious spiders, oh and there are black footed yellow sack spiders around and you don't want those to bite you but their little toes are so cute and I'm sorry, sorry, sorry like I said I can go off about spiders, but also I don't want to spray because I've got so many pollinators, I've got a whole wisteria vine full of carpenter bees, actually i saw a male valley carpenter bee last week, did you know they're golden and fuzzy? He was so cool! But, yes, sorry, I won't be spraying but thank you for asking, and I'm sorry I was the crazy spider lady at you!

[ms-demeanor]

Extremely adorable fuzzy little creature:

A large friend:

Look, this is basically a kitten:

A goth icon.

Strong, independent women that I don't want to fuck with.

They are delightful and they eat actual pests, I love them.

[gallusrostromegalus]

I had almost this exact conversation with the door-to-door pest control guy last summer, but about the wasps. He was outright confused when I told him that not only was he not welcome in my yard, I'd just put out some fried chicken crumbs for my paper wasps to make sure they built their hives on my property because nothing in his truck made better crop pest control than a hungry nest of Red Paper Wasps, except maybe Ichneumons but have to get rid of the lawn before those will move in-

"Red Paper wasps? Those are very dangerous! They're very aggressive!" he sputters.

"Really? They seem to be quite placid." I indicated the Fine-backed Red Paper Wasp nest about 16 inches above his head under the eaves.

He stared.

I picked up a crumb of KFC from the porch shelf with my finger and held it up. One of the ladies investigated, then landed and sat on my finger and munched happily for a few seconds before returning to the nest.

"Would you like to see the common paper wasps? They've got a great nest going on the side of the garage."

"I'm. I'm good." He said, and left.

[ms-demeanor]

Update:

Another pest control guy showed up and knocked on the door and mentioned that he does bug spraying and I just straight up said "oh i'm the crazy spider lady, I like the bugs, that's why I don't mow."

And he said "Well, do you have any rats or other rodents you need handled?"

And I said "No, we have a barn owl living out back. You should see my collection of rat skulls. Do you want an owl pellet?"

He did not want an owl pellet :(

[phantoms-lair]

Had a pest control guy ask if I wanted him to remove the spiderwebs on my porch. I told him 'No, they eat mosquitos. They're paying rent."

[catchymemes]