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Colla | He/Him | Queer trans man | 20s

[colla--v0ce]

perceive him

[dogposts]

An archivist found a long forgotten 8mm film reel in an old metal box, marked “Philippines 1942”. Thinking it was lost WWII footage, he sent it in to be restored/digitized. When he got the footage back, he found puppies instead (via)

[gayluigi]

This is so freaking profound. Like, this was before the advent of the personal camera. Not just anyone owned a camera in these days. Cameras were expensive, and so was the film. When you were recording shit, it had to be stuff you were willing to shell out a pretty penny to have preserved. Someone so deeply and profoundly loved these dogs and found joy in them that they decided to preserve them for future generations to see, after these pups are long dead and gone. This camera operator wanted to preserve the joy these dogs brought them and to share it with others. How incredible is that?

[jaubaius]

Diver convince octopus to trade his plastic cup for a seashell

[waffilicious]

imagine if a fuckin……. giant alien just showed up and stuck a huge hand in front of your face and then proceeded to offer you three different houses and wouldn’t stop until you moved out of your old shitty apartment and then helped you fuckin move

and then just left

[glitterary]

I first saw this on twitter and COULD NOT get over these comments:

Twitter link

[escuerzoresucitado]

they are really fuckin these snails up

[witchlinda]

Taisiia Onofriichuk from Ukraine performs her hoop routine to the sound of "Thriller" by Michael Jackson at the 2024 Paris Olympics Rhythmic Gymnastics Individual Qualifiers

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

This isn't. Physically possible. The hoop throws.

[roach-works]

hi! what the fuck.

[lunar-pantheon]

i made a grindr and in under 24 hours i got the most insane unsolicited nude to ever exist. hes fully nude on the beach and in his right hand is a black tipped reef shark i could not make this shit up if i tried

[lunar-pantheon]

artistic rendition

i fucking wish i had a way to prove this but a) passing around nudes is wrong even when its a 40 year old nudist shark freak and b) he unsent the messages bc my silence made him nervous ig. wish he was instead nervous about sharks around his panenis but im not his dad

[lunar-pantheon]

btw another pic in the set he sent me was essentially the same photo but the shark was a fishing spear and his penis was erect this time. do you think he meant it as a metaphor thats kind of poignant symbolism

he looked almost regal in a florida man way

[lunar-pantheon]

actually fuck do you guys think i ghosted Poseidon on grindr be honest its hurricane season and im on the gulf i mean did you SEE what that guy did to odysseus

[blanketfortarchitect]

Imagine fumbling a 40 year old nudist shark freak this bad

[iosonomer-blog]

[girljeremystrong]

[thegayneapigs]

he's had such a hard day. look at him. exhausted.

[bl0w-m3]

Thanks for hanging out with me! Was I cool? did you like me? What do you think of me in detail? Do you hate me?

[beemovieerotica]

I feel like I would have been diagnosed with OCD a lot earlier if the vast majority of screening questions (for mental illnesses in general) weren't based on the person's perception of their own behavior, in isolation. and what i mean by that is asking someone with OCD "do you wash your hands excessively?" is not a good question.

a person with OCD believes they are washing their hands the correct number of times. it's not excessive. we believe we're exhibiting best practices and helping to keep everything clean.

better questions might be, "does it seem like you wash your hands a lot more than your friends or family?" "do you get dry patches or cuts on your hands from washing your hands?" "do you find it deeply distressing, more so than how you've seen other people react, when you get something on your hands that you can't clean off right away?"

being asked "are you overly preoccupied with bugs, symmetry, and contamination?" also got "no" responses from me years ago in my life. what they didn't ask for, and didn't know, was what *exactly* I was doing in my day to day life that genuinely ate up my time and mental space to a concerning degree, but I *didn't know* that other people don't do this.

"do you spend a lot of time cleaning?" -> no, it's not a lot. it's a good amount. why?

"do you become frustrated because it seems like no one else meets your organizational and cleanliness standards - do you often 'take over' for other people because they can't do it right - do new friends seem surprised by how strict you can be about your living space?" -> oh. yeah. yeah I get it now.

[predstrogen]

i have hired this fucking thing to stare at you

[maythray]

im rehiring this fucking thing to stare at you

[onmywayoutokay-deactivated20240]

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

lying across the autopsy table all by yourself, gorgeous?

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

sometimes I forget the interconnected nature of the internet that unites people and then tags like this remind me

[c-rowlesdraws]

Also. Another important theme/message of this version of Ratatouille would be how folks can break cycles of abuse, instead of perpetuating them just because “this is how things are done/how things are”:

Colette is a young fine dining chef in Paris. She learned how to cook professionally in one of the most toxic work cultures on planet earth, and she steeled herself and pushed through in order to excel. After Remy convinces Colette to teach him how to cook, she tries to at first to replicate the ways she was taught in the kitchens of her past, the ways she’d always taken for granted as the only ways to train a rookie into a chef worth anything: brutally reprimanding him for mistakes, raising her voice, letting those ghosts of previous head chefs rise up inside her. And then, in a moment of lucidity, she looks into his big, wet, little rat eyes on a particularly difficult practice day, and sees the hurt there, the confusion, the shame… and she feels her heart quietly break for her younger self and for him, that they both took this kind of abuse, and feels her heart break for her current self, too, about how she’s let herself turn into the kind of chef her younger self had nightmares about, a monster who could make a green cook with big dreams cry.

Trying to replicate this teaching method had been emotionally trying for her, too, and this is the final straw: she shouts this particular epithet or turn of phrase at him, sees how he looks at her… and she flashes back to when that same thing had once been shouted at her through a haze of steam from across a narrow, crowded line when she was in the weeds, her hair falling out of its kerchief and sticking to her neck, the old fan on the wall doing nothing for the hot, humid air but circulate it weakly around the kitchen, and she’d let the sauce split again, how could she be so stupid—

And she decides that she never wants to see that look in Remy’s eyes, or any young cook’s eyes, ever again.

[drizzledrawings]

but if I sleep that means I have to go to work…. But I need to sleep cause I’m going to work but if I go to sleep that means I have to go to work… and if I’m going to work I need to sleep but if I sleep now I’ll have to go to work

[ntrider]

me when sexualized design is appealing to me: I love being a pervert this is the correct way to be

me when sexualized design is not appealing to me: all of you are fucking lame and stupid get better taste

me when my heart is ripped off my torso by a dragon: oh fuck

[why-animals-do-the-thing]

My first attempt at editing video for Instagram and adding audio… pretty happy with it. His wobbles were just too good not to have a soundtrack. This is a Mexican alligator lizard at the Denver Zoo “tree-walking”, a wobbly step which helps them both blend into the leaves of the tree canopy where they live and stay stable on moving surfaces.

(His toe is a little bit stuck in the log - he got it out and it was just fine, and he then wobbled his way down a whole bunch of leaves).