Hey, look, it's World Eater

How about that, huh? Pretty wild. 

[hemipenal-system]

“ohhh jovi you can’t just kill home intruders” well i obviously am not killing them. i have to get my kobolds and my dogs from somewhere and generally speaking they’re happier now

[commander-ledi]

[vexwerewolf]

When you're rendering at 1 frame per century

[vexwerewolf]

The Women Leaving the New Right

Defectors say the movement has dropped the pretense of protecting women and is now openly “cruel and fickle.”

Always find it totally unbelievable when right-wingers talk about "the humorless left."

Like girl it's the easiest fucking thing in the world to make a leftist laugh. Put one of us down in front of a computer and play a YouTube Poop and we'll bust a gut. Misspell a word on purpose and watch us crack the fuck up. Say "🅱ingus 🅱ongus." Put sour gummy worms in cheap energy drink (do not do this). Rapidly change the tone of your voice halfway through a sentence. We have no discernment and laugh at the stupidest fucking shit imaginable.

100% every single right-winger who says this shit told an edgy joke, got upset that people didn't laugh enough and decided to make that grievance their entire personality

[mantis-lizbian]

also, if you want "forbidden subjects", i have a list of kink communities so long it would make your head spin.

[aubeezz]

thank you australian government from protecting me, a child (21 year old) from the scary hells of the internet

[foldingfittedsheets]

What we wanted: Boops but with knives for the Ides of March.

What we got: The worst UI change in the history of Tumblr.

[mercurialmorals]

What we wanted - something to celebrate the assassination! The betrayal! A knife in the back!

What we got - a... Uh... Betrayal... A knife in the back even.

[foldingfittedsheets]

Okay well. When you put it like that I guess you deserve all the notes of my post.

[kedreeva]

I offered to come check on my friend's animals while she's away for the long weekend

She thinks I'm joking

But I'm ready

[eunyisadoran]

Wait. Are there 200, but to be numbered 1-250? Did I read those tags right? 😲

[kedreeva]

Yes there are actually 202 of them, the company sent 2 extra in the package, and I will be numbering them on the bottom with sharpie marker 1-250. This will ensure even if she manages to find all 202, she will never truly stop feeling like there might be a tiny duck somewhere unknown in the house. Lurking. Waiting to appear at the strangest time.

[talesfromtreatment]

#sometimes you must be gently evil to your friends#so they know you love them enough

very very important

[ifririt]

hey op i don't think those are frogs like you said

[armayes]

they're right those arent frogs op.

[kedreeva]

I meant to prank my friend by hiding hundreds of small ducks after saying I would hide small frogs, but it turns out due to some quirk of only 3 people on the entire Internet knowing what a prank is, it seems I have pranked hundreds of other people by saying I would put 100 small frogs in my friends house, when in fact the prank was that it was 202 small ducks.

[kedreeva]

an update. it has been over 4 months and they are still finding ducks

[kedreeva]

1 year and 7 months later:

[silkysong]

father please.

[silkysong]

the sequel. shes gonna get that fuckign cooki.

[twoblogger]

It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider

[twoblogger]

Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal

[angel-derangement]

I hate it too tbh

[cryptotheism]

i love the never kill your self meme like yeah joy can be found in humble places peace and love on planet earth

[cryptotheism]

that is the wrong gif

[xkat-holstaur]

never kill yourself. kill that guy

[calamitys-child]

[grubarchived]

i see a lot of art filled with plants, like, in the american art scene there seems to be a kind of general movement towards and appreciation of ruined structures being overtaken by nature. offices full of dead computers and leaves. walls with ivy. old factories crawling with new growth. a symbol of degrowth, of new futures that devour and reject colonial modernism, of a refutation of the tyranny over land. it's a nice sentiment.

but consistently im noticing something odd, which is that over and over the plants depicted in art are very familiar -- they're houseplants. pothos. monstera. calathea. zamioculcas. plants growing in the wrong place, at the wrong time, in the wrong climate, a mishmash of unrelated folks with far-flung origins symbolizing "natural" retaking of the modern world.

plants, specifically, that are directly tied to the legacy of colonialism. from northern africa. from southern america. from india. plants that were collected as curios during periods of direct imperialism. plants kept as trophies, plants sold at high prices. plants that are "exotic". that are beautiful. that are high-value. plants whose people got no payment for their capture.

they're the plants people in american colonial territory, who lack access to native plant community, see most often -- that is, other than "weeds". and so when these artists reach for the pure idea of plant, the concept of nature, these plants are their only blueprint. dragging with them all of the baggage of hundreds of years of empire.

it's incredible how much this changes the messaging of the image. dreams of ecological participation stained with a creeping theme of alienation from their native biosphere. the thumbprint of colonialism, clear as day. a hopeful vision of the future, kneecapped by its own symbology. hundreds of individual artists so alienated from their own ecosystems that even their fantasy of participation with nature is inextricable from colonialist trophies. trying to imagine reclaiming the world.

[felix]

whenever i complete chores i get an achievement banner pop up in my head dark souls style

[felix]

[courtofthevampireking]

[killer-arcade]

[courtofthevampireking]

[silkysong]

pretty sure this is what animals are in the poke mon world

[aroacexuemeng]

not the twitter migrants putting "reblog heavy" in their bios on here... like yeah. that's what we do here

[doggirlhen]

reblog heavy

[xeansicemane]

I love how here on tumblr dot website we regularly cast the greatest curse we can muster on each other by pointing our long creepy fingers and intoning "10,000 notes" in a voice that carries the winds of the mountain with it.

[xeansicemane]

I might have made an error here

[thoodleoo]

pliny voice it's very simple. a porpoise is like a dolphin but sadder and with a sort of hateful aura to it

[capacity2]

Help

[ckret2]

as promised, a pregnant Aku for winning the first round in the new @need-him-pregnant-poll tournament

and if he wins the next round I'll do it again!

[dduane]

I'm... not sure what I just saw here.

(wanders off pondering the essential unpredictability of the universe)