nostalgic for the devonian

Despot • 21↑ asshole (self-diagnosed) prude tenderqueer english + srpskohrvatski I love DRAGONS I love THE OCEAN I love BRUTALIST ARCHITECTURE I love DOGSHIT MUSIC and MEDIOCRE MOVIES and most of all I love COMPUTER.

[wiki-but-made-them-up]

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manchester by the sea is a movie that feels like being thrown repeatedly against the rocks by an unceasing tide of abject misery but I would be lying if I said that the scene where he tries to kill himself doesn't make for a really good reaction gif

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me when literally anything happens

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manchester by the sea is a movie that feels like being thrown repeatedly against the rocks by an unceasing tide of abject misery but I would be lying if I said that the scene where he tries to kill himself doesn't make for a really good reaction gif

[dailyorca]

daily orca 3: Old Tom

old tom was a male orca who was part of the australian pod known as the killers of eden. between 1840 and 1950, this pod would co-oporate with human whale hunters, who were part of the davidson family, to help take down baleen whales together. the orcas would find whales, herd them near the coast, then swim to the whalers' cottage to alert them of the whales. old tom would frequently alert the whalers by tail-lobbing or breaching near the cottages.

upon reaching the whales, the whalers would harpoon the whales, with the orcas sometimes even assisting in hauling them by grabbing the ropes, and then the whalers would anchor the carcass. they allowed the orcas to consume the tongue and lips of the whale, as the orcas would normally, before the whalers hauled in the carcass. this rule was known as "the law of the tongue."

this symbiotic relationship between eden orcas and the davidson family lasted for decades. however, the orcas in the area became less common after a person stabbed one of them to death on a beach. there's also a theory that norwegian whalers were purposefully shooting orcas.

old tom himself died when in one incident, he assisted the logans, neighbors of the davidsons, in hunting a whale as usual. however, because logan believed the carcass could get lost in an approaching shore, he attempted to haul in the carcass without letting old tom have his share first. old tom grabbed the rope and fought against it, and lost teeth due to it.

old tom eventually died, either from age or starvation, and his body washed onto the shore in 1930. to this day, his skeleton is kept in the eden killer whale museum.

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huge shout out to this little kid for writing my favorite poem

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I'm currently on wikipedia learning that fires can just burn forever I guess

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so coal is basically really scary.

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I'm currently on wikipedia learning that fires can just burn forever I guess

[urie]

stop calling it a girl dinner and call it by its formal name: Fend For Yourself dinner in an ingredients household

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boys who dress like night screams

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Kelp Forest

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San Clemente Island, California by Phillip Colla

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Hiroo Isono, 1982

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by Luzanov Vyacheslav

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crazy to me that Such Small Hands became The tiktok popular La Dispute song because if the gay fandom people knew about You and I in Unison it would be on every tragic blorbo playlist

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🗣️ But the truth is!! you were never there!! you won't ever be!! sometimes I think I'm not either, so what do I do? when every day still seems to start and end with you? and you won't ever know, you won't ever see, how much your ghost since then has been defining me 😭

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crazy to me that Such Small Hands became The tiktok popular La Dispute song because if the gay fandom people knew about You and I in Unison it would be on every tragic blorbo playlist

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Really like this picture of Whisper I took, so woe doll with coffee be upon you

Fox doll made by @zulayawolf

[delinquentbookworm]

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.