PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Peter Solarz

Kaledo Art

if i look back, i am lost
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dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

shark vs the universe
Three Goblin Art
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
NASA

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

JVL

izzy's playlists!
Acquired Stardust

oozey mess
RMH

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so that post from @probablybadrpgideas about Fae developing a tolerance to iron and metal, and someone adding that they’d loose their crap when in the proximity of plastic.
to which I have another proposal: people who collect and wear lots of pins, keychains, bracelets with plastic beads, etc: would be impervious to The Fae.
oh I walked into your territory and now you want my name? good luck bro I’ve got Freeze Blade in my purse don’t test me
Those Feratu
If I had a tail I'd wrap it around yours when we sit together. If u even care
If I had wings I'd use them to shelter you from the rain. By the way
going thru mood swings makes me feel like a sim its so embarrassing
(weeping on the floor for ten minutes immediately followed by cleaning the kitchen with a placid smile) sul sul
fuuuuuck i have needs and wants and desires :( sadly they needto put me at the bottom of a deep as fuck hole and pour cement over me because of this
"kill them with kindness" WRONG. chair attack 🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑
This post is now about a far-right politician and one of the best moments of Brazilian live TV:
appreciating the added context
one of the most challenging skills i've had to learn as an adult is the art of figuring out whether i'm proportionally annoyed with someone or just tired and overstimulated and looking for reasons to be pissed off
congratulations to the only post i've ever had breach 100k notes without any real discourse or fighting, just a lot of people wearily going, oh, god, same
trans flag but it hasn't bloomed yet
guess what
In time travel movies, when the time traveler asks 'What year is this?!?' they're always treated like they're being weird for asking.
When in reality, if you go 'What year is this?!?' people will just say '2024. Crazy huh.' and you go 'Wtf where has my youth gone.'
And if you ask 'And what month??' people won't judge you, they'll just go like 'SEPTEMBER!!! Can you believe it?!?!' and you go 'WHAT?!? Last time I checked we were in May?!?'
That is a great point. Especially if you time travel to a period of Big Historical Events, when everybody's looking a little wild about the eyes.
"Hey, what month is it?"
"January already, can you believe it? I swear I was just at Pompeii, but no one's going there again."
In the same vein:
Stumbling into a diner and asking "What town is this" isn't weird, the workers will think you're on a road trip
If you ask them "Where's the nearest Nano Deck?" they'll assume it's a shop they've never heard of and say "Sorry, I don't know where any of those are"
Going into a store and telling a cashier "I need pods for my comm device" will just get you a "Never heard of those, maybe try Radio Shack?"
I think the problem is that people who create sci-fi movies have never had to work customer service jobs
Mods? Take him to the stump of his favorite childhood tree.
Mods, make him busy during a friends planned trip so he misses out on the new inside joke.
Mods… change the smell of his parents house.
look boss, our quarterly "subjection to the brutalities of the Absurd" budget is almost blown already. can we not just shoot this one twice in the back of the head and call it a day?
my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor
Hot take, but cis people have gender identities. They aren't the gender they identify as because of their genitalia or what their birth certificate says. They're only cis because they identify with a gender and it happens to match their government documentation. Cis men aren't men because they're "obviously" men for having a penis. They're men because they identify as men. It's the self-identification that dictates this, not any other factor, even for cis folks. And we should be framing it this way. A cis man identifies as a man and a cis woman identifies as a woman. There is no automatic or inherent gender.
In the same vein, the rockabilly & pin up gals are performing gender. Just like the lumberjack and jock dudes are performing gender. They happen to align with their AGAB, but it is all absolutely a performance of their gender. Often to an exaggerated degree.
the white-green gradient of a freshly chopped spring onion…. c'est magnifique
isnt this beautiful
of course you have blood all over you. and pronouns
easy website
^^^ me when I’m trying to calm down my horse named “Website”
weird horse
"Websight" is a Valid Warrior Cat Name!
I love that you can just grab kittens. old cat have achy joints and a sense of dignity that you have to play into, so you gotta be deliberate and respectful in hoisting them, but if a kitten is whirlwinding past you, you can just reach out and snatch them. and they'll be like 'mamma mia, I never did nothing :p' and writhe around and lick your fingers. highly abductable animal
to be perfectly honest i think that ghosts being transluscent and faded is kind of antithetical to what they represent. they're an echo that cannot move on, cannot fade out - they should be oversaturated and stiff and strangely out of place and unchanging, like something preserved in clear glass.
LIKE TOUCHING A HOT STOVE EXACTLY you understand me. and even when you refuse to look at them directly, you still register their presence in the periphery of your vision, burning bright enough to make your eyes water.