You Are Doing Me A Frighten

I'm Abby, 22, bi, awkward. I like cute animals and shitty jokes. INFP, virgo, literal piece of trash

[piraticoctopus]

Hi this is one of my favorite pictures of Pikachu ever

[hardstoplucas1]

“If I didn’t see you then you didn’t do it”

[nattousan]

this guy is excelling in a completely unique genre of his own creation that consists of extremely relatable humor steeped in twilight zone horror and i am here for it

[brenna-ivy]

It took me a while, but it is finally done! The Modern Male Witch: Attic!

There is a large collection of spirits lingering in the witch’s attic, floating, inhabiting objects. The witch spends many hours talking to them, his curious cat always by his side. He knows he’s always being watched, but he doesn’t mind. It goes both ways.

This is the fifth piece in my Modern Male Witch Project. This piece is inspired by Welcome to Night Vale.

Available as print on Redbubble and Society6.

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[guitarbeard]

Wizard who got tired of fighting and casts fucked up unethical spells like “super brain hemorrhage” to end them faster

[blackkkabutops]

One time I did “Summon Water” inside a guys lungs and the GM allowed it because he had been playing for years and never seen anyone do that

[picsthatmakeyougohmm]

hmmm

[i-wanna-be-cute]

didnt they ban nsfw things

[feministism]

[iwannabeneutral-deactivated2020]

this is truly terrifying in this format, thank you

[30-minute-memes]

Old-timey problems require old-timey solutions

[askldfjhaskljhfdklasdjhf-deacti]

@centaurself

[centaurself]

[gummibug]

[butmuhgains]

the nature of humanity is just that every so often someone accidentally invents ascii art again

[stushcinta]

My favourite thing about buying Junji Ito’s cat diary is the photo page that shows me that my favourite panel was a real thing.

[dappermouth]

last summer I saw a giant moth who had fallen into a water trough, and I gently lifted her out so she could dry her wings and fly away. This was an act of great foresight on my part, as I know that one day, when I am in grave danger and all hope is fading…she will appear, and remember me from long ago, and lift me out of the water trough that I have fallen into. I’m telling you, this moth was huge

[teathattast]

[ewanmrozny]

#a wizard casts a spell

[memesandlaughs]

[peerieweirdo]

i love when ur writing an essay and u all of a sudden get a burst of inspiration or find the perfect source to back up ur point and it’s like the clouds have parted and everything’s clear and ur not gonna have to drop out

[peerieweirdo]

never mind everything sucks essay writing is horrible i have no clue what im doing im gonna drop out and become a street performer

[peerieweirdo]

NEVER MIND IM THE KING OF ACADEMIA IM GONNA GET 100% IM GONNA FINISH ON TIME AND HAVE A WELL STRUCTURED ARGUMENT AND IT’S GONNA BE AWESOME

[peerieweirdo]

never mind.

[pure]

I wish i could find this one article written in I believe the 90’s that went under the radar on abortion. The author said that the “life” arguments are basically useless on either side and what actually matters is that humans shouldn’t have a right to use other human bodies as a resource without consent no matter how alive or sentient they are, even if they’re on the brink of death you have the right to deny them access to you. It probably was too radical for pro-choice activists back in those days but like…that’s the most robust arguement lol so we need 2 being that back and dead the pontifications and splitting hairs about “life” in my honest onion

[pure]

I found it. Actually, it was written in the 70’s. She was way ahead of the curve.

The article is ‘A Defense of Abortion’ by Judith Jarvis Thomson. Essential reading!

http://spot.colorado.edu/~heathwoo/Phil160,Fall02/thomson.htm

[soprie]

If you cannot demand that a person donate their organs to keep you alive, you have no right to legislate that an embryo gets to use a woman’s body to keep itself alive without the woman’s consent.

[veryfunnymemes]

[hesperocyon-lesbian]

Seriously tho as someone who put literal years of effort into creating a Wikipedia hoax it’s basically impossible to get away with for more than like an hour. They’re fucking vigilant. I tried to build up trust by doing legit editing but my account got reviewed cause I approved a page that mismeasured the size of a ship by a few centimeters

[heartial]

af·ter·glow

/ˈaftərˌɡlō/

noun the color left in the sky after the sun has set or good feelings that remain after a successful or pleasurable experience.

[snoozaga]

[awed-frog]

Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?

[thestraggletag]

It’s like resting a laundry basket against your hip and suddenly you’re a long-suffering peasant woman, wondering if you’ll survive the winter.

[rugessnome]

a shawl wrapped around the shoulders and you’re wandering the moors in a Brönte novel, feeling melancholic

[xombiebrains]

Looking out the window at the rain and you’re a love-stricken newlywed wondering when your husband will return from the war.

[piraterogue]

Long skirt billowing behind you while to go down the stairs, you’re a proper Lady in a flowing ball gown being introduced at a fancy social function.

[jellyfishslime]

Hair blowing in the wind and suddenly you’re hovering on a cliff by the sea, staring out into the waves and praying your merchant husband will return from his voyage across the ocean

[talaline]

Hood up against the rain and wind and you’re a medieval abbess defying the weather and travelling on foot with your people to find a place to establish a new community.

[garrulus]

Wiping your hands on your apron and you’re an 18th century kitchen girl rushing to let in the delivery boy you secretly love.

[the-surreptitious-solitary]

The cool fall wind catches your skirt, sends leaves swirling around your feet, and catches your hair and sends it flying behind you, and suddenly you’re a enchantress roaming the woods, daring any man to challenge your power.