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They/Them | 20 | my remaining brain cells are stuck in a pinball machine

[konoko]

[dilfphd]

TOMORROW IS THE 4-YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF HIM DOING IT TO US

National Holiday

[locate-lucky-luciano]

4 years and 364 days ago… It was done to us

[swordspells]

Today’s the day

[aroacedavestrider]

seven years of doin it to us

[havegaysex]

8 years

[lowpolycas]

He’s been doing it to us for 10 years

[greelin]

oh right. fangs in your neck friday

[greelin]

[superkursunaskr]

[roseblog-rog]

mentally i’m here

[rnismatch]

Otra víctima del Chupacabras

[sewerfight-deactivated20250114]

Imagine a bee rn in a hive muttering "the beekeeper is not real because he is not intervening or helping me at all with this disastrous relationship I have with another bee". now imagine that's you talking about the good lord. now imagine a dog with a propeller hat on

[xenobotanist]

[61below]

Filing this in my memory right next to this thread:

[segamascot]

[snorazz]

[theatricuddles]

[ID: The first is an image of Canada and Mexico with the United States edited out that reads "Oh thank god it was just a dream". The second image is an image of North America with all lands labelled with the names of the tribes living on them that reads "Oh thank god it was just a dream".]

[theworsethingsgettheharderifight]

here is a REALLY detailed hq map of indigenous american nations if you're interested (you are.)

and alaska. and hawai'i.

[theworsethingsgettheharderifight]

looks like we all talked enough shit that staff put The Community Guidelines Violating Maps™ back

[saintfaux]

[canonkiller]

so gaze upon this wretched thing and know that it is love

[beggars-opera]

The tailors at Colonial Williamsburg made a suit for their cat

[vinceaddams]

The best part is that they were inspired by a diary entry from 1775, written by a 12 year old tailor’s apprentice who had been left unsupervised all day and decided to make a suit for a cat. Here’s a link to the blog post about it, but I’ll just paste the whole diary entry here:

“I had been at work about two months when Christmas came on – and here I must relate a little anecdote. The principal [the tailor] and his lady were invited to a party among their friends…while it devolved on me to stay at home and keep house. There was nothing left me in charge to do, only to take care of the house. There was a large cat that generally lay about the fire. In order to try my mechanical powers, I concluded to make a suit of clothing for puss, and for my purpose gathered some scraps of cloth that lay about the shop-board, and went to work as hard as I could. Late in the evening I got my suit of clothes finished; I caught the cat, put on the whole suit – coat, vest, and small-clothes [breeches] – buttoned all on tight, and set down my cat to inspect the fit. 

“Unfortunately for me there was a hole through the floor close to the fireplace, just large enough for the cat to pass down; after making some efforts to get rid of the clothes, and failing, pussy descended through the hole and disappeared; the floor was tight and the house underpinned with brick, so there was no chance of pursuit. I consoled myself with a hope that the cat would extricate itself from its incumbrance, but not so; night came and I had made on a good fire and seated myself for some two or three hours after dark, when who should make their appearance but my master and mistress and two young men, all in good humor, with two or three bottles of rum. After all were seated around the fire, who should appear amongst us but the cat in his uniform. I was struck speechless, the secret was out and had no chance of concealing; the cat was caught, the whole work inspected and the question asked, is this your day’s work? I was obliged to answer in the affirmative; I would then have been willing to take a good whipping, and let it stop there, but no, to complete my mortification the clothes were carefully taken off the cat and hung up in the shop for the inspection of all customers that came in.”

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

“I was hoping they’d beat me and forget about it but to my horror they stuck my work up on the fridge”

[zackbuildit]

Not just any fridge-

The public fridge

[teyvatcompendium]

Glittergray Hunting Hound: Bearing fur of ashen grey, this type of dog is the closest to humans among the midlander hunting breeds. They possess prodigious stamina, allowing them to stay active for long periods in the wilderness. It's only a pity that their beautiful fur cannot endure being dirtied. Owners of this breed often spend vast amounts of time bathing them.

[rensabean]

Puppy :D

[miiilowo]

non-practicing slut. is this anythign

[miiilowo]

i am not a whore but i believe in their beliefs

[calista-222]

When your big brother breaks the sound barrier on a regular basis, you probably get used to it at some point

[ilikepotatooes-deactivated20250]

Reblog to have the most homoerotic year of your life 2024

[illumineeti]

[rensabean]

AO3 is down it’s time to maladaptive daydream the next chapters of the fic I was reading

[alwaysscreechingbasement]

[teashoesandhair]

This doesn’t include the best bit of the whole thing - she found the Twitter thread!

[black-feather-fiction]

This is like one of those romance novels where people bond over accidentally writing each other emails but better.

Like Pride and Prejudice but instead of the love interest getting dissed for his toxicity and then reforming, it’s just two people bonding over dissing a dead toxic asshole.

10/10 would recommend

[torracat]

this is the money garf. reblog for untold pasta and riches to come your way