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Just a collection of all the stuff I find cool. she/they. Please use tone tags when talking to me. You can call me Marigold or Chaos :D

[what-even-is-thiss]

Car-centric infrastructure pisses me off but it also pisses off car owners and they don’t even realize it.

Do you hate traffic? Yeah. It’s because of all the cars.

Do you hate noise? Yeah. It’s because of all the cars.

Do you hate so many people under the age of 30 dying? Yeah. It’s because of all the cars.

Do you hate lung and heart diseases? Yeah. It’s because of all the cars.

[what-even-is-thiss]

Why is suburbia boring? Because of all the cars.

Tired of having to drive around your elderly, young, and disabled relatives? Blame all the cars.

Tired of air and water pollution? Yeah a lot of that comes from cars.

Tired of potholes? It’s because there’s so many cars.

More severe flooding than there used to be? Because of all the asphalt for the cars.

Is your city losing money and can’t afford to maintain suburban sewer and sidewalks? Cars.

Your town keeps knocking down all its historic buildings to build more parking lots? Yeah I think you know what to blame. It’s the cars.

[antigyro]

Wait how do cars pollute the water

[what-even-is-thiss]

Wear and tear on the roads and car tires degrading releases chemicals and microplastics that run off into the water supply when it rains

[bigmeatpete69420]

Also coolant and oil leaks, plus the oil spills in the ocean for gasoline

[what-even-is-thiss]

Yes but it’s important to point out that even electric cars can pollute the environment

[catchymemes]

[wumbreon]

May we all know decadence such as this

[charlesoberonn]

"godless beast" and it's literally Dionysus in animal form.

[the-haiku-bot]

“godless beast” and it’s

literally Dionysus

in animal form.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

[lesbianshepard]

honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible

[lesbianshepard]

i also want to point out we know it tastes the same even after thousands of years b/c archaeologists who discovered two thousand year old honey tasted it. presumably right after they looked at each other and went “what the hell here goes nothing”

[celtic-pyro-deactivated20230725]

[key--lime--pie]

I’m pretty sure they also identify human remains by taste. Archaeologists are straight up freaks.

[notaflippinmermaid]

No, no no… you identify bone from rock or other substances by touching it to your tongue. If it sticks, it’s bone. The taste itself has nothing to do with it. And most archaeologists won’t lick human bones if they know they’re human.

…and I realize that doesn’t actually do much to prove archaeologists aren’t freaks.

[midnightmindcave]

mai nam is jane and wen i dig i fynde some roks both smol and big i put my tung upon the stone for science yes i lik the bone

[dinosauriaawesome]

I’m sitting with a bunch of archaeologists and we just laughed so hard we CRIED we’re getting tshirts with this on them

[thesaltofcarthage]

I will never ever get tired of seeing bredlik poems. It is really one of the seminal art forms of the century. I am not being sarcastic. 

[wholesome-dragon-lady]

If I ever don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead and archaeologists are licking my bones.

[mads-schubert]

Part 12 in my weekly poster series for 2026 | prints here

[failcringegf]

picture this, i give you a glass bottle and tell you to open it, but bottle openers are forbidden, how do you do it?

[failcringegf]

im talking about this bitch btw

[pitchburgh]

I think the shoe trick would work on this:

[theforceisstronginthegirl]

When I was a kid my older cousins used to sit around at night during family reunions inventing new and uh probably unadvised ways to open these

Counter edge - successful

Stick from the woods - not successful

Stick from the firepit (not on fire) - not successful

Shoe - not successful

Small rock - successful (bandaid needed)

Large rock - successful

Stick from firepit (on fire) - successful

Stone from firepit (fire in pit) - successful

Edge of fire barrel (fire in barrel) - successful

Log from bonfire (large) (on fire) - unknown everyone was too drunk and cousin fell in fire (he lived to be mocked forever)

Tree - unsuccessful 1 time and successful 1 time but also boring so attempts abandoned

Marshmellow stick (marshmallow on stick) - unsuccessful (marshmallow fell in dirt)

Knife (little) - successful

Knife knife (medium) - successful (bandaid needed but not for the cousin trying this but for my brother who caught the knife with his foot when cousin dropped it)

Knife (large) - successful

Teeth (human: attached) - successful (hurts btw don’t recommend)

Machete - successful (more experiments needed)

Machete (chop the top of the bottle off) - successful (lots of broken glass don’t drink)

Machete competition to see who could cut the top off a bottle the cleanest (competition banned forever when my mom found out) (after she won)

Axe - successful

Random deer bone a dog found - unknown everyone kept getting distracted by the deer bone

Sheer grit and bare hands - successful because it turned out the bottle was actually a twist cap

Sheer grit and bare hands - unsuccessful (bottle not twist cap) (cousin mocked forever)

Edge of golf cart - unknown (got chased off by my mom)

Fence - successful (got yelled at by my mom)

Metal porch chairs - successful (bandaid needed)

Plastic porch chairs - successful (?????)

Another bottle (unopened) - unsuccessful (both bottles broke)

Another bottle (opened) - unsuccessful

Another bottle cap (not attached) - unsuccessful

Paving tiles in a stack - successful

Cooler edge - successful

Cooler edge by closing the cooler lid really hard - unsuccessful (bottle broke) (paused to pick glass out of cousins hand)

Concrete ground - successful but considered a fail because most of the drink came out when it opened

Porch support column - unsuccessful

Flathead screw driver - successful

Horseshoe (horse: not attached) - successful

Metal sunglasses case - successful

Citronella candle bucket (candle lit) - successful (cousin burned)

Horseshoe (horse: attached) - successful (got yelled at by my mom)

Random piece of metal - successful (stitches and tetanus shot)

Random nail from the scrap nail bucket - not successful

[older-and-far-away]

Okay so is there like, an official, regularly updated list?

(successful because it turned out the bottle was actually a twist off)

Also I am desperate to know how (horse: attached) worked

[syn4k]

@the-ark-awaits hon you CANNOT just drop that line and not elaborate

[bundibird]

I was at a courthouse once, and saw an indigenous australian woman in a dressing gown very carefully and gingerly making her way down the steps outside the courthouse, surrounded by family who were helping her down the stairs. We asked if she was OK, because she looked awful. She looked like she should have been wrapped up in bed with blankets and hot soup, not on the steps of a courthouse.

One of her family told us that she had given birth yesterday evening, but that Child Protection services had taken her baby away with no warning, claiming that she wasnt prepared to look after him. What had happened, is that she'd literally only just given birth -- hadn't even passed the afterbirth yet, is holding her blood-coated, crying, newborn baby to her chest -- and a nurse asked what her feeding plan was. She was tired from the birth and distracted by the brand new baby in her arms and thrown off by the timing of the question, but still, she managed to answer, and said she planned to breastfeed him whenever he was hungry.

Well apparently that wasn't enough of a plan for the hospital staff, who reported her and claimed that she was unprepared to look after the child, and claimed that had no social supports, and that the baby was at risk if left with her. All because a brand new mother, 30 seconds after giving birth, didn't have a PowerPoint presentation ready to go that cited the timing cycle she would feed her kid on, and instead simply said that she would feed him when he was hungry.

Child Protection services showed up, took her kid, and she was told to show up to court the next day to contest custody if she wanted her baby back.

So a woman who had given birth less than 24 hours prior was forced to rally her family and show up to court to prove that she a) had a feeding plan for the child, and b) had enough social supports to justify reclaiming her baby.

It was one of the most appalling things I'd ever seen. I don't even know if she won her case. They didn't know at the time we saw them, and after that brief interaction on the stairs, i never saw them again. I sincerely hope she got her newborn baby back.

That was about 5 years ago. And the exact same kind of thing is still happening today.

News broke today from a South Australian whistle-blower of the appalling treatment new mothers frequently receive, including hospital staff taking the baby away from the mother "for medical tests," only for the mother to then be told, with absolutely no prior warning, that the baby was not going to be returned to her.

Here's the article, and here are some excerpts:

[alwayswasalwayswillbeourland]

OP's tags

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

hey girl are you a worm because

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

goddammit. i hit post too early

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

hey girl are you a worm because i am hooked on you

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

actually i guess it would be. hey girl are you a hook because i am wormed on you

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

no it wouldn't that's nothing

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

hey girl are you a fishing rod because i am hooked on you

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

hey girl are you a fishing rod because i'd like to reel you in

[giantanteaters-deactivated20230]

hey girl. fish

[no-one-offical]

‎

[you-are-not-real]

so yes i would still love you if you were a worm

[sketchjay]

Hey girl. I mean worm.

[dragonpyre]

No one in this DMV knows I’m thinking about men getting railed

[dragonpyre]

No

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

now all of china, etc etc

ink: diamine oxblood

[modelsof-color]

Nafisa Abshir by Gustavo Chams for Paper Magazine July 2026

[bontxt-deactivated20151125]

how do draw good

fill 14 sketch book

bad stuff is good stuff bc you made stuff

do you like sparkle???? draw sparkle

draw what make your heart do the smiley emote

member to drink lotsa agua or else bad time

d ont stress friend all is well

your art is hot like potato crisps

don’t let anyone piss on your good mood amigo

if they do

eat

them

[consultingcriminal-deactivated2]

this fucking post

i finally found it

in the name of the Lord

[kadimakara]

Melanated Female Inventors. Ten inventions that happened because of Black Women.

[autogynophelia]

Today I went to Trans Pride in London. I wanted to go with just one or two friends because I'm really burnt out from organising atm. But I knew several trans people who wanted to go but had no one to go with, so I ended up organising a (mainly transmasc) group anyway because no one else was going to do it and I didn't want them to miss out. I had an OK time, but 90% of my energy was spent on making sure everyone else was having a good time, which is exactly what I'm burnt out from, so that was frustrating.

On the way there, one of my transmasc friends asked if I was coming climbing tomorrow. I didn't know what they were talking about, so I asked and it turned out that another transmasc mutual friend had organised a climbing session for a small group of us who used to climb together last year. Except they hadn't bothered messaging me about it because apparently they thought I would find out through other people so there was no need to contact me directly. They even explicitly mentioned that I might be coming to others, they just never told me.

This mutual friend is someone who I went really out of my way last year to incorporate into our pre-existing small climbing group. I knew that they were new in town, unemployed and lonely so I made a point of deliberately inviting them to join us and even rearranged the times of our regular climbing sessions to suit them better. They moved away a few months ago, but they've come back for a week and organised this meetup, only without messaging me.

The clincher is that everyone in the small climbing group apart from me is a cis woman or transmasc. This is a group I went out of my way to create to help specific people feel included. And the twist is how easily it lapses into an effectively AFAB-only climbing group just through these little accidents and oversights that I would never dream of doing in reverse. And that me trying to explaining how the fact that it is coincidentally the one transfem who is mysteriously "unintentionally" sidelined, is so easily brushed off by others as an overreaction by me to an accidental oversight.

I am so so tired of being the one person who goes out of my way to give a damn, to care about others' wellbeing, only to never get any of that in return because I am mentally categorised by others as something less than a full person. It is always weird to be in a group of people who, deep down, almost certainly believe that they have a more innate connection to womanhood and misogyny than me, while I'm the one actually doing the feminised labour of caring for them. And that I, like the trope of the overworked mother who is "accidentally" left out of a family activity that her husband and kids are off enjoying, can't complain about it without seeming like a petty harridan.

[autogynophelia]

Update to this post: the morning after, I got a text from one of the transmasc attendees at the Trans Pride group I organised accusing me of ableism and hypocrisy (since I have criticised ableism in the past, and there's one trans man in our social circle I specifically criticised for deliberately excluding disabled people from his events). The evidence was a comment I made about how difficult the London Underground is as a wheelchair user. This he decided to interpret as a comment about how annoying wheelchair users are to cater for. He is not a wheelchair user himself, to be clear. Although both I and my wife have been at times and I am well aware of the issues from both the PoV of a user and a carer.

For context, one of the people who I organised the trip for is a wheelchair user. He had expressed sadness about how inaccessible London is for him because of the transport system, and so he never got to go to Trans Pride. I said I would make it possible for him this year. I made a full plan and itinerary of how we would cover the various parts of the journey, taking into account which forms of transport don't require ramps (parts of the Elizabeth line and Jubilee line mainly) and which parts require ramps but where we can phone ahead to the station to make sure they are aware we are coming. I posted this in a group with my transmasc friend who read and thumbs-upped it.

In the end, the wheelchair user couldn't make it for different reasons, so we ended up not using that itinerary but a different one I also planned based on minimising steps because of people's tiredness. My comment about the unusability of the underground was a reference to how the route we ended up taking would've been horrific for a wheelchair user: a lot of stairs, dense crowds, it just wouldn't be possible.

I can't help but feel that this transmasc friend has been waiting for an opportunity for me to slip up, even if he has to manufacture it out of nothing. I don't think he's doing it consciously, I think on some level he's frustrated that an uppity woman criticised a man for something and is just exercising his class solidarity to say "see, you're not so perfect yourself". And now my (calm) explanation back to him that he misunderstood my meaning is clearly being interpreted as an inability to take accountability for my sins and an example of my fragility.

Except I can help but notice that out of everyone in our social circle I am literally the only one who did anything to make the wheelchair user able to attend. My transmasc friend could've gone out of his way to do that too, right? Except he didn't bother and so it fell to me as it so often does. Why is it that the one person who goes out of their way to help a disabled person is also the one who gets all the vitriol? It's ok, I know the reason. It's called womanhood.

[sometiktoksarevalid]

[creatingblackcharacters]

The drama! The skill! The cinematography! It's ART! IT'S ALL ART!!

[chilewithcarnage]

[sinsear-aisteach]

and another thing: no child should ever be made fun of for things they love especially by their parents

[sinsear-aisteach]

it should go without saying but apparently it needs to be said over and over and over again because every time i hear my mom tease my sister for playing wolfquest, every time i hear a teacher tease a kid for doodling, every time i hear a babysitter laugh at a kid explaining the plot of a show they like, it drives a fuckin stake through my heart because i was that kid once.

i was made fun of enough times by adults, by peers, for liking something and wanting to share it that i just. didn’t. anymore. 

dont fucking tease kids for liking things. even if you think its cringe. ESPECIALLY. if you think its cringe. because the way you speak and act towards them when they are sharing themselves with you STICKS and they will think of it years down the line.

BE NICE TO KIDS. BE NICE TO KIDS. LISTEN WHEN THEY SPEAK TO YOU. BE. FUCKING. NICE. TO. KIDS.

[corollarytower]

I was a substitute teacher for a little while between grad schools, and one day I had a middle school math class for the morning. The work they were assigned wasn’t *especially* hard, and one little girl knocked it out in 20 minutes. She started drawing what was very obviously Sans Undertale, and when I noticed I wanted to be supportive, and had the following exchange:

“What’s that you’re drawing?”

*panicking* “It’s nothing, I’m sorry, I’ll put it away.”

“No it’s okay, I was just curious about it.”

“It’s nothing. I don’t want to get in trouble.”

“You’re not in trouble, I just thought it looked like a character from a video game I like.”

Her face *lit up* the second I gave her the smallest bit of approval. She started asking me if I’d heard of various AUs for Undertale, and I tried to follow along as she explained her favorites. I obviously had to keep an eye on the rest of the class, answering questions and helping with algebra, but each time I passed her desk she had more things to tell me.

Anyway, it was very cute, but also a little sad how obviously starved she was for someone kind to talk about her stories with. Kids deserve to have someone in their corner, and it takes no effort at all to smile and listen if they have something they want to share. Preserve the earnestness you want to see in the world.

[mooserattler]

Reblog this picture of me holding a Family Size box of Honey Nut Cheerios? I’d really appreciate it.

[moonblossom]

How can I say no to such a great photo and such a polite request?

[the-real-skeletor]

This picture reminds me of home

[spookyscarykittycat]

Both you and your family size box of honey nut cheerios are lovely sir.

[justskulkingaround]

Be looking like a SNAC

[ur-friendly-buddy-fangirl-deact]

That’s not just a family size Cheerios, it is his family

[mooserattler]

You are correct! I gave each Cheerio a name!

[legitninjagoleaks]

Mozart has "no plans" of composing music for the fourth season of Lego Ninjago: Dragons Rising.

This is because he died on December 5th, 1791.

[bebsi-cola]

actually pigs shouldn't be at pride even outside of uniform. fuck those guys

[bebsi-cola]

if you decide to become a police officer then that outweighs any other marginalised identity you can rustle up like. not sorry, who asked you to willingly become a pig

[pekkhum]

I have heard of black people warning their kids that the race of a police officer is cop and you should not expect solidarity from them. The same applies to other types of minorities.

The sexuality of a police officer is cop.

The gender of a police officer is cop.

When you become the enforcer and protector of capital, you are making the deal to be slightly favored by the system over others like you, in exchange for being its servant. Your solidarity is with the system that you serve, even if it hates you.

If you want solidarity with those the system hates, you cannot be the system's servant and defender.

[angrylittlesliceofpizza]

similarly, the social class of a police officer is cop.

[the-haiku-bot]

similarly, the

social class of a police

officer is cop.

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.