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MOVING TO @MOTHCULTIST
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endgame ships i’m rooting for:
caleb/essek
beau/jes
cad/fjord
veth/her fucking husband
yasha/molly after he comes back as a dryad
with his flesh abroad, he wakes. on its return, he slumbers again.
the pain of departure pulls him from his dreams, his nightmares, his vast and unspeakable visions of beyond. god bless the back of the beast, for it is all that keeps us from his terrible awareness.
this is post is definitely part of something far darker than we will ever be able to comprehend
This man is trapped in his house with what's going to be like 1000 giant moths and it is somehow the funniest thing I have seen in days.
He is living my dream corona experience. I’m trapped at home with ZERO giant moths, which is a travesty. Also look at the genetic variation on them and how some are more dried than others aaaaa cute! Butts. So. Fuzzy. Imagine if he were breeding Deathshead Hawkmoths though— BEEPING AND SQUEAKING EVERYWHERE!!
IMPORTANT EDIT:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGZTtLppr_o
This man is a museum curator in etymology and a trained and licensed purveyor of moth cocoons. His Youtube vid is very serious and open about:
how and why he has so many moths
the lives of these moths
what he’s going to do to care for this unexpected glut of moths
the importance of being kind to all animals
that he is not hoarding them and no one should hoard
A visual representation of the US's new unemployment claims over the years, for better context of the past month.
The People™️ will want blood.
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hello everyone may i introduce you to my dear friend the fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
FRIED EGG JELLYFISH
egg? egg? egg? egg?
egg? egg? egg?
egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg? egg?
A fun game for quarantine
So with everybody trapped inside and looking for reasons not to strangle their loved ones in their sleep, I thought I’d share a game my gf and I made up. All you need to play is a way of generating a random number between 1 and 100. This generator will do it. We play Call of Cthulhu, so we have percentile dice lying around the house.
We call the game “Spectrum.” This is a game that is best played with someone you know really, really well.
You only need 2 players: the clue-giver, and the guesser.
The guesser names a spectrum: meaning, any 2 things that could be mapped onto a range. For example:
- Sexy to unsexy
- Round to pointy
- Underrated to overrated
- Sandwich to not a sandwich
- Guilty pleasure to respectable source of fun
- normal thing to say to someone at the office to weird thing to say to someone at the office
And so on. For this example, let’s say the spectrum is polite to rude.
The clue-giver then rolls 1-100, and hides the result from the guesser. Let’s say they roll a 66. The clue-giver now needs to think of an example of something that is exactly 66% of the way into the Polite to Rude spectrum.
They then give that example to the guesser. Let’s say they decide their clue would be: “Going to a friend’s dinner party and bringing a nice dessert, serving the dessert on your friend’s dish, then taking the dish home with the leftover dessert and never returning the dish.”
It is now the guesser’s job to guess what number they rolled.
My gf and I have known each other for ten years, so we can regularly guess within 3 of the number! In the example above, she picked that clue for 66% on a polite-to-rude spectrum, and I got it exactly right.
we’ve had a lot of fun with this game, so if you try it and have fun with it, let us know!
my favorite was when aria rolled on the spectrum of unsexy to sexy, and proceeded to describe a french werewolf priest wracked with abject guilt over his desires who has turned to god in a last-ditch attempt to restrain himself from monstrosity and pseudo-cannibalism.
I guessed 99%. the answer was 100%.
so that’s it, that’s the absolute pinnacle of sexy for us as a couple. I am at peace.
Polygon played basically this game on Overboard, for those of us who need multiple live examples in order to understand game mechanics.
If any nurses/retail workers/doctors/... are following me, I just want to thank you all for your service. I know you're overworked and probably underpaid, but without you, this outbreak would be even worse.
me, helping a little girl pick out a locket at the shop: do you usually like to wear goldtone or silvertone?
little girl: I like silver because of Artemis, the goddess of the moon and the hunt and also she’s a warrior and she never got married.
me, internally: never let the world change you
btw this was only a partial listing of the many Artemis facts imparted to me by this very good small child. I told her Athena was always my favorite so she also told me some Athena facts.
her dad gave me a look like ‘thank u for being patient’ and I tried to convey with mostly eyebrow moments ‘oh please I WAS this kid, only for ancient Egypt and also Marguerite Henry books’ but i’m not sure it got across
I just blocked at least three people in the notes on this for being snidely superior calling it fake.
REALLY? Really?
It’s that fucking difficult to believe “a child who was interested in Greek Mythology talked about it enthusiastically with an adult who was paying attention to her”? And then the parent appreciated that the other adult was nice to his kid?
THAT’S your cut-off for unbelievable?
Do you know zero children, or are you just being a dick on purpose? Or were you just a boring-ass kid? OR are you just a dick to children who try to engage with you?
My husband teases me because I will unintentionally make friends with children in public ALL THE TIME. LITERALLY all it takes is if a kid says something to you, even of you already know about it, you go “wow, really?” And smile and nod while they excitedly gibber away.
Most kids aren’t used to adults listening to them. If you show (or feign) genuine interest with what a kid is talking about, letting them feel smart and knowledable for a few minutes, you have won them over FOREVER.
That sounds really damn creepy. Not gonna lie. You’re an adult you have no right talking to strange children.
Interacting with adults who behave appropriately and respect boundaries is one of the ways that kids learn to recognize the adults who do not do those things.
also like. I assume you were, at one point, a child, yes? and you were not kept in a hermetically sealed bubble? and you did not burst into flames when an adult smiled politely and said ‘oh it sounds like you know a lot about that!’ while you regaled them with Important Facts about dinosaurs or horses or mythology or whatever?
My mother didn’t let me talk to strangers randomly out in public, like I’m going to do when I have kids. That’s how kids get abducted. Kidnappers try and get the childs trust before taking them away. Sorry but I’m not losing my child to some creep.
I mean, the vast majority of child abductions are committed by a family member without custody. Like, 90% of child abductions are by a parent. 3% are abducted by non-family members, usually during the commission of a crime such as robbery or sexual assault. The kidnapper is often someone the child knows.Only about 100 children (a fraction of 1%) are kidnapped each year in the stereotypical stranger abductions you hear about in the news.
But also, like, interacting with adults who are not predatory and creepy is how kids learn the difference between normal interactions and actually dangerous red flag interactions. There is a difference between the person in line ahead of you at the grocery store listening to a kid talk about their favorite Disney Princess, and the person trying to lure a child into a van with candy and missing puppies. Adults should know that. Kids should know that.
Calling people “really creepy” for having normal, appropriate conversations with children is evidence that you might not know that.
So I came home from work today and there was a kindle addressed to me that I did not remember ordering. I spent the afternoon trying to figure out how I accidentally purchased a kindle from Amazon, and when I came back from hanging out with Catherine, I told my parents, guys, you will not believe what I accidentally ordered for myself.
“Huh,” said Dad very casually. “Did you get charged for it?”
I spent the next five minutes checking my bank account and came back into the living room to announce, “No, I didn’t. Do you think it’s a mistake? But it has my name on it! what does this mean”
It was around the time that I started to sound panicked that Dad confessed to buying it for me (“I didn’t realize the mystery of it would be so terrifying”). Which was very, very sweet and slightly unfortunate because yesterday I purchased a replacement kindle for myself.
So anyway, we now have a family kindle
Me and Mom were talking about the kindle this morning, and she told me about how a few weeks ago, she got into her car only to discover that it had been mysteriously cleaned.
“But who would do this?” she said to my father who said he was sure he had no idea. “A student? A stranger? Someone who broke into my car to steal it but felt bad about how dirty it was? WHO??”
Eventually Dad was like, “Honey. It was clearly me.”
Poor Dad just wants to be a man who expresses his love through silent actions, but his family consists of panicked, suspicious women who apparently are very sure that strangers will ominously do nice things for us