The Limping Centipede's Burrow

You can call me Centipede. I live under the flower pot in your garden. My hobbies are stalking people, chasing ants and generally enjoying myself.

[adxmanial]

new design who this

[artmagine]

The beautiful art of Thomas Blackshear II

[kingfucko]

i went to his website and saw even more great art! sharing some more which i particularly appreciated

[amazing-amilia]

Room clutter in studio ghibli films.

[ineffag-swag]

I think some people weren't "born in the wrong generation" they just need to larp and play pretend

[coffeeacademia]

being alive is like,, being so full of love and so full of loss at the same time. a lot to carry around either way.

[mazzyjoestar]

[gracefuldisasters]

Conversations in Italian, circa 1976-1996

Should I make more of these? They're so fun XD

[h2ocolors-blog]

Eva Funderburgh

love her work

[s-olipsism]

she still makes these and they’ve only grown more wonderful over the years. The wood-fired surfaces really give them life.

love these lil guys

[secretdazedragon]

dont ask

[sacred-portal]

[low-polly]

scrub daddy: i;m a spoge

[thelimpingcentipede]

It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Goddamn, never thought I'll make it here

[history-and-stuff-and-things]

[dogtoks]

[hunybody]

please read this substack about pantone choosing cloud dancer for color of the year 2026

[three--rings]

No really, you should read it.

[senatortedcruz]

Many of you I fear

[kayuripax]

Stole this from twitter. Gotta love horses remembering their old jobs (in this case, racing)! They're playing the call to the gate tune!

[cedar-blogs-stuff]

[aniseandspearmint]

I love how many of them react like 'oh shit I'm LATE!' and cue up at the nearest 'gate' or just start running!

[murasaki-cha]

*a few months after The Ithaca Saga*

Odysseus: *wakes up at the dead of night drenched in cold sweat*

Penelope: Love? What's wrong?

Odysseus: That prophet son of a bitch- IT WAS ME!

Penelope: What??

Odysseus: I WAS THE MAN WHO WAS HAUNTING ALL ALONG!!

Penelope: *pulling him down and hugging him* ok dear just go back to sleep.

*meanwhile in the Underworld*

Tiresias: Fucking finally that dumbass

[two-bees-poetry]

twenty years across the sea