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oozey mess

Origami Around
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cherry valley forever
Doug Jones
Show & Tell

blake kathryn
Keni
EXPECTATIONS
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Misplaced Lens Cap

#extradirty

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Love Begins
The Stonewall Inn
official daine visual archive
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by jessi.brasilart
art republished with artistās permission // not allowed for AI training
"Isn't it weird that [thing humans commonly eat] is poisonous to literally every domesticated animal" I mean, there's a pretty good chance that [thing humans commonly eat] is at least mildly poisonous to humans, too. One of our quirks as a species is that we think our food is bland if it doesn't have enough poison in it.
Humans have a really weird mix of mundane superpowers.
We're not fast and don't have a lot of natural weaponry but we're bizarrely tolerant to a broad range of toxins to the point that one toxin is considered a morning necessity for some to perform at work. Gotta love us.
I've seen it pointed out a few times that the various toxins mentioned above did technically have the desired effect, given humans started cultivating the plants and thus protected them from predators/insects, and spreading their seeds far and wide. I just like the idea of evolution/DNA in the examples above being like a benevolent Monkey Paw for the plants.
Hey can you guys reblog Cheeseburger so he can take a sunbeam nap on lots of blogs. No other reason I just want you guys to see him.
Hey
Hey you
Yeah you, the one reading this.
*gives you a hug*
You deserve to be loved.
Have a great day!
dont get me wrong this is #mood but just try eating a piece of bread with salt. please, seriously. ok? at least a tiny bit. salt helps with nausea, bread calms the stomach acid. if you really canāt face eating anything, just lick some salt like a damn elk, then wait and see if you can manage the bread. make some broth if youāre into that kind of thing. no spices, yes salt. if youāre feeling too weak and shaky to do much, just have a cup of tea with sugar (energy) and lemon (again, good against nausea). nibble on the lemon first, it will feel good, but donāt overdo - citric acid on an empty stomach is a majorly bad idea. take care of yourself, youāre the only you weāve got
āYouāre the only you weāve gotā
ok!!! ā„ļø
Yeah okay ill reblog that!!
This is so damn sweet and also good to know. I regularly have this struggle
fun fact: this painting depicts a duel between a Black man (the Chevalier de Saint-Georges) and a trans woman (the Chevaliere d'Eon)
My headcanon is that Elain has this surprisingly dark and dry sense of humour, like
Lucien *at something*: Cauldron boil me!
Elain: it did, you knowā¦
Lucien: ā¦what?
Elain: boil meā¦
Lucien: it really did⦠:/
Elain: yea⦠:/
today I found out my mother doesnāt know what dandelions are and now Iām wondering what other strange secrets sheās been quietly harboring
Where do you live that you donāt have dandelions?
we have dandelions EVERYWHERE, they are basically our State Weed, it is absolutely impossible that my mom has never interacted with a dandelion before, this requires further investigation
So after extensive interrogation I have an update:
my mom is in fact aware that dandelions exist. she temporarily forgot the name and there was some miscommunication.
the truth is actually weirder
sheās aware dandelions look like this
she is familiar with this flower. she knows the name of this flower. she declines to believe, however, that these are also dandelions
she does not believe these are the same plant. I tried to explain, and she thought I was either misinformed or lying. so I asked her what exactly did she think the yellow ones were called?
she answered, with complete confidence: Daffodils.
gosh I enjoy this website
For comparison, this is a daffodil
See, folks in the southern US will tell you up and down those are buttercups, actually.
i donāt think so? iām southern and buttercups are what we call these things (much tinier)
Wait I thought those bigger cup ones were Easter Lillies???
This is an Easter Lily. It is an actual lily and therefore deadly to cats.
Theyāre marigolds and I know a bitch when I see one!
This is a marigold:
ā¦.we need to start taking the phrase āgo touch grassā more literally. go outside and examine a flower i beg u
ābuttercupsā is a name applied to MANY flowers. in my part of the south it was this one:
imo thereās correct identifications of dandelions, daffodils, easter lilies and marigolds in this thread, but buttercups are simply impossible to agree on and the only solution is for everyone to post pictures of their local buttercups
*squints* is that a motherfucking EVENING PRIMROSE?!??
Hello I would like to add to the confusion:
That purple fella is a Morning Glory as told by my mothers (texan)
ā¬ļø morning glory
#amazing work everyone hit the flowers
āBut if theyāre blessed, theyāll find their mateātheir equal, their match in every way. High Fae wed without the mating bond, but if you find your mate, the bond is so deep that marriage is ⦠insignificant in comparison.ā
Day Four - Arranged Marriage for @elucienweekofficial
Commissioned from Meiuchu by me
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āDo Dead Malls Go To Heaven?ā
Experimented a bit with a new way of detailing the tiles. Kinda like it? This particular piece took a hell of a lot of work. Iād love if you shared the vibes itās giving off, for research purposes š
You never know what color pallette someone's Tumblr is till ppl are screenshotting posts and tags
do u like mine
Oh wow.
Some people on tumblr are reading ancient scrolls and you'd never know
Homura suffered more than Jesus Christ fr
Heās casting a spell š«§
i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.
one time at a funeral i panicked and said the first drink i could think of and the bartender made me the pina colada With all the fixings all the trims all the bells and whistles i didnt even ask imagine youre at a funeral and the person besides you is drinking a pina colada with whip cream as tall as the drink with a cherry and an umbrella, thats what happened to me
artistic rendition
Elain āHis name is Lucienā Archeron