Umpkining ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

HIHIIII im umpkin, and i go by he/they pronouns!! im neodivergent, queer, and RLLY into dinosaurs. my current hyperfixations are DW, OSC, South Park, and WC :D I'm an adult, and some things shown on my page include gore, death, etc. so watch out for that <3 nothing suggestive or sexual tho!

[mapleejay]

does anyone else think about how brave all their friends are and get really emotional about it

[mapleejay]

I'm glad everyone is alive rn

[tastylemonbread]

[the-frightening-ghoul]

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[wickedcriminal]

Who gose there

[theunfairfolk]

my little cousin confidently declared that mother nature had a counterpart named daddy electric and i feel like this concept needs to be explored

[chassdraws]

Daddy Electric and Mother Nature sounds like a cute 70s act

[corrodedparadox]

#myfish

[sea-salted-wolverine]

Hey. Heyhey. Do me a favor real quick.

If you don't already know you have issues doing so, squat down real quick. Bend your knees all the way and touch the floor. Just make sure you can do it. Okay? For me? And then stand up all the way and make sure you can balance on one foot.

Like. You don't need to blow it into some huge thing. Just. Make sure all your bits and peices still work the way you think they do.

[sea-salted-wolverine]

Can you turn your head to look behind you without twisting your shoulders? What about standing on your toes? If you sit down on the floor can you get back up without using your hands?

If there was ever a tumblr post worth sending to your mom, it's this one.

Just saying, bodies are a use it or lose it kinda thing.

[sea-salted-wolverine]

okay so every time I see this post crop back up in queues and notifications I end up thinking about it. Because I made the post and even I'm still doing the thing where I read the post about maintaining range of motion in my delicate meatsuit and I nod and hmm and think yeah that's a good idea and then dont move from where I'm curled up shrimp style staring at the nightmare rectangle.

So like. Thinking real hard about moving doesn't count as moving. Major bummer. Anyways. Joints.

[muffinlance]

If your answer to any of those was "no", I cannot emphasize enough that this isn't just "bummer, guess it's gone forever". You can get that mobility back, it is actually very achievable with the right modifications for your level!

This is the very simple "starting from zero muscles" program I followed, highly recommend it or something similar:

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[queen-mihai]

It's Juneteenth yall. And I'm not letting this day go unmarked.

Black people fight for everybody. We stand in solidarity with women, lgbt people, poor people all over the world of every skin color and background. Every religion and nationality.

Today, stand with us. Be with us. Tell a black person you love them. Hug a black person (with consent). Ask that hot black girl out today. Make a black person smile. Black lives matter to everybody and you matter to us.

Stand with us on Juneteenth like we stand with you all year round, and I hope a happy Pride month continues for all of us

💝

[queen-mihai]

Obligatory self reblog because Tumblr doesn't ever let anybody see my stuff unless I literally post it repeatedly

[queen-mihai]

I'd love if you'd reblog this and keep it moving, with love

[broncoburro]

Every species of bear. 🐻

Long time since I last did a taxonomy poster! It's nice to do one for a family with less than 20 members.

Prints here.

[nkp1981]

Bear Selfies Captured By Camera Traps

[watchhisjawdrop]

Wherever you are, I hope you have a beary good week 🐻‍❄️🐻🐼♥️

[lleyksie]

brown bears ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

[razzmothazz]

still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.

[razzmothazz]

we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?

[sleepy-bebby]

[mommyhorror]

”you are a lawyer he is a hamster” 😭😭😭😭

[biglawbear]

Losing my mind rn

[animentality]

[satan-offical]

sometimes being an optimist is like "I believe it can get better!" and sometimes it's "my body is bloody and bruised, the world around me is scorching with despair, and I will choke the light out of the sun just so I can have something to keep me going, because no one is entitled to not being happy, including me and those around me."

[dameslette]

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[teaboot]

When I was a kid, I remember I had a number of caregivers in my life who- for whatever reason- seemed determined to believe that I was a liar and a thief.

This didn't make sense to me then, and it doesn't make sense to me now. I was possessed by a compulsion for honesty that other adults reacted to as if it was unusual, but at home, you'd expect I was the antichrist.

And what got to me the most- the absolute worst part of it all- wasn't the assumption, the disrespect, or the thoughtlessness of it, but the steadfast resistance to the possibility that maybe, maybe they were wrong.

They always acted like they wanted the truth, too. "Just tell me the truth, and I won't be mad. I know you did it, I'm not angry you did it, I'm angry you're lying. I caught you, so why not be honest? I can tell you're lying. Nobody else could have done it. Nobody else could have taken it. So-and-so said they were there. I have evidence. Just tell the truth. This can all be over if you just tell the truth."

So I'd tell them the truth. Not what they wanted to hear, but what actually happened. And they'd just give me that same disappointed look and tell me they would give me one more chance, one more opportunity to make this easier on myself by confessing whatever terrible thing I didn't do.

And I despised that. That 'second chance to do the right thing'. They'd always offer it out like they were just being so generous and patient with me, like it was more than I deserved.

So perhaps I learned this lesson earlier than most, but it's served me pretty well, and from the first time I said it I knew it was vitally important:

"I told you the truth. It's the truth whether you believe it or not. Do whatever you're going to do, but it's not going to change."

Now obviously, this sucked, and it shouldn't have happened.

But it did, and it was formative, and now as I've grown and lived I find it has become a rather important part of myself and who I am as a person:

That at the end of the day, someone is always going to be wrong about me and what I choose and who I am, and that's not necessarily something I need to expend energy on.

It doesn't really change anything at all, does it?

[marinella-ela]

[leafstem]

lets lay down with baby

lets lay down with mama

lets lay down with mama

lets lay down with mama