Tumgik
#trees down
madseance · 2 years
Text
youtube
peak comedy
3 notes · View notes
i actually dont even care about the flaws with the pjo show bc i just realized walker scobell will make the best guinea pig there ever was
7K notes · View notes
bestjeanistmonster · 2 days
Text
Tumblr media
Dc au- felt like being goofy
…but since Shadow is raising these plants i think we can classify this as a case of passing on generational trauma.
1K notes · View notes
aziraphalalala · 8 months
Text
I am not entirely certain what will happen once the actors & writers strike ends, but I'm pretty sure Michael Sheen will break the sound barrier with how fast he will go feral on the internets about how Aziraphale wants to eat Crowley's ox rib
5K notes · View notes
inkskinned · 1 year
Text
sometimes i think about the span of human existence and how if you spread your arms out in a long line and said my body is acting as a poem of all the universe's birthdays, the smallest sliver of your furthest nail would be our entire history as humans. and you, doing this, feeling your sternum crack into place because you're-getting-old and all of your bones crunch these days: you are the universe, measuring its own timeline. you're the memory of a starburst saying i gave birth to humans at the tip of my finger.
and i think about how crocodiles have been around for way longer than that fingernail and how sharks have been here forever too and how there are sea cucumbers that understand time like an angel would; their ages so astronomically long that i get dizzy looking down into them. i think about my dog, and how i am so fantastically ancient to him (an impossible number, staggering) and how, at the same time, i can order my life in eras of pets-i-have-loved and how my childhood died when my cat did.
and i wonder if the earth does the same thing, if nature keeps time in epochs. if the tree in the house where i grew up said oh a new family and got upset when one by one we all left for college and left behind our climbing and screaming and birdhouses. that same tree collapsed during a bad storm this winter; heartbroken. the whole inside was a hull, shivering and empty. it missed our roof by a whisper, almost like it held itself together so it couldn't pass a hole into the house it's been looking into for years now. the people who took it away clicked their teeth. it was a hundred years old, at least.
there are things that went extinct in my lifetime. there are memories that don't extend to the tip of the finger. four years ago, for the first time: i saw a bald eagle in the wild. ever since they've been sprouting strangely in my life, their origami frames hunched in a racket of brown feathers. something in the motion of wild animals braced against the new england weather - like we all (all of nature, all of the fingertip) have the same shared hate when it's cold sorrow. like in years and years and years of history we never really evolved a better method than to close your eyes and brace yourself against it.
i saw a butterfly today, staggering drunkenly in the early spring air. it's too early for her other friends. i want to tuck her back into bed and say it's not your time yet! her life like a pinprick in my own. in butterfly school they'd have to stretch out their scales and say - at the end of your furthest wing is where you are in the life of a human. she is in my life, isn't she. something about how my heart seized at the sight of her, so brave and lonely and unfair; and how it snowed yesterday (and will snow again, probably), and how, in spite of that, she was out there and flying.
something about waking up this morning and thinking - i'm too old for this. how my hips and knees and back all make new noises. how the other day at a grocery store i picked up the gloves an older woman had dropped, how she'd laughed and thanked me - i can't bend down like you young folks anymore.
something about the theory that there's been no visible life on other planets because we are too early. that we are the first butterfly of spring. all this bravery. we know it is probably hopeless, and still we go. breathless, the same tactic - we brace against the cold.
4K notes · View notes
bluesnailsstuff · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
mailman broke
600 notes · View notes
cowardlykrow · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
Haunted by the horrors
527 notes · View notes
nikswonderland · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media
ig: camellia.dreamer
2K notes · View notes
swanbelly · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
i'm taking him home to my willow tree i will bury him among the roots so he can be with me
@whatlurksbean
493 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
D’arcy Carden as Greta Gill in ‘A League Of Their Own’ has done irreparable damage to my psyche🫡😮‍💨
10K notes · View notes
uwhe-arts · 9 days
Text
Tumblr media
down from the mountains . . . | uwhe-arts
367 notes · View notes
onefey · 11 months
Text
"ohh botw was so PEACEFUL everything in totk wants to kill you--" so you're telling me you don't remember the sheer terror you felt the first time a guardian stalker started hunting you? or when a skywatcher caught sight of you? the fucking billion turrets in hyrule castle that hated you? how you couldn't dillydally around the center of the map without catching the eye of at least three giant laser pottery spiders? it's all ohhh guardian theme song instant anxiety haha until the sequel comes out and you completely forget She exists?! for shame! for shame!!
2K notes · View notes
phooka-animation · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
falling star
829 notes · View notes
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I was thinking about them while making coffee. Theyre such idiots <3
2K notes · View notes
morganbritton132 · 1 year
Text
Continuing the Eddie Munson TikTok Saga:
Someone asked Eddie what the most metal thing he’s ever seen was and he said it was when Steve bit the head off a bat, Ozzy Osborne-style. And Eddie, who shares way too much, is like, “If we weren’t about to die, I would’ve taken that man and been his bi-awakening so much sooner.”
In the background, you can hear Steve snort and say, “You were not my bi awakening, babe.”
Followed by the loudest “WHAT!” you’ve ever heard and Steve says his bi awakening was a guy at the mall. Eddie is just, “THE RUSSIANS?!” Then the video cuts off.
There’s a follow up video where Eddie says he’s getting a divorce because his husband has been lying to him for 1986. You can hear Steve in the background laughing his ass off, saying, “You told me I was your gay awakening, Eds, what was I supposed to say!”
“The truth, Steven!”
Steve’s still laughing but you can hear him get up and then he comes into frame to kiss Eddie on the cheek, “You were my bi acceptance, rockstar.”
<- Last Post | Next Post ->
5K notes · View notes
temiree · 17 days
Text
Tumblr media
Commission for Cat, featuring Felix 'Whiskers' Fitzgerald making his return, this time in a much more modern outfit! I had a lot of fun painting this guy, and it was so satisfying bringing him to life in this style. The grass also turned out way better than I expected too! Thank you whoever I got that brush from many years ago. :meow:
WIP images and a huge full-res version of this (5000 pixels tall, 5x bigger than this!!) will be available on my Patreon! Additionally, you can check out the VOD where I did four hours of painting work on this over here for the next two months!
311 notes · View notes