i love weird barbie
oh god I got a picture of the moon you tumblr bitches are gonna LOVE
LOOK AT HER!!!! CRESCENT MOON DURING A BEAUTIFUL SUNSET!!!! SHE’S BISEXUAL!!!!!!
The Bisexual and Transgender pride flags colour picked from literally the most beautiful image of the moon ever
Marina’s babies are here!!! they must’ve hatched just hours ago
I won’t count them yet since I don’t want to bother the little family, but there’s a lot, with babies hanging onto her back and her belly. so happy for her
(Phrynus whitei)
one of Marina’s babies has begun its first molt, peeling itself out of its old skin still clinging to mama. the rest will follow suit in the next day or so, and soon all will be ready to leave her and begin their solitary lives
✏️a small wip~
I feel like most people follow me for Hollow Knight stuffs and while it's my favorite game, there's many other games that I really like too,,
I hope a little diversity from time to time is ok :'>
I think it's important to let guys be gender non conforming without telling them they're a girl, cause actually misgendering people is still shit even when you are pro trans. "You're a girl, an egg waiting to crack, and that's ok" how about you are a boy and a man and it's still ok if you want to do something that doesn't align with traditional ideals of your gender. You can still be he/him in a skirt and makeup.
I made this bc I had a convo with a friend, where we came to the conclusion that Hollow couldn't use a can opener because they are left handed
Moth of the Week
Spanish Moon Moth
Graellsia isabellae
The Spanish moon moth was first described in 1849 by Mariano de la Paz Graells y de la Agüera as Actias isabellae. However it was moved to the genus Graellsia, which was created in 1896 by Augustus Radcliffe Grote. It is part of the moth family Saturniidae and often associated with other “moon moths” under Actias although they split off years ago. It is the only species in Graellsia and has no subspecies, aka it is a monotypic genus.
According to official artwork, quirrel and hornet have black eyes, vessels have sunken eyes (potentially empty eyeholes) and the king has a third, more fucked up thing going on
A friend had already made an image like this some years ago, but I wanted to make my own version with more examples
From top to bottom:
- Pure Vessel in the Gods and Glory trailer, Hornet in one of silksong posters and the knight in one of godmaster posters
- The Hollow Knight, Quirrel and Hornet in the Quirrel prequel comic
- Pure Vessel, Quirrel, Hornet and the knight from the collector's edition card set
- my summary diagram depicting the three different types of eye, the Pale King as depicted in the Pale Court track poster (the official track from Gods and Nightmares soundtrack, not to confuse with the mod "pale court" (fanmade dlc)), Hornet in the cover for silksong soundtrack samples and the knight as depicted in the cover for the original game's soundtrack
getting used to & comfortable with your own bare chest as a neutral & not inherently gendered thing over the course of an evening alone and then having to go out in public again the next day & feel weird about it again like prometheus and his liver except every day you're forced to regrow an awareness of society gendering anatomy
we’re gonna be ok btw
it’s ok if you’re scared. or tired. or unsure. or one million billion other complicated emotions at once. but i’ve decided things are going to be ok anyway. and i will hold that belief close to my heart no matter how scared or tired or lonely or depressed or one million billion other things i am. i will hold onto that. and if you’re scared, you can hold onto me. we can carry each other through
mf-dooom
that is the face of a man worried he will be next
Sorry, he WHAT? Imagine being this man's boss and having to sit him down like. Listen. Brian. We need you to fuck the bird. You have to act like you're excited about it.
crane husband.....
this is the diametric opposite of all those awful swan wife stories and i love it.
(WalWaPo makes you jump through like three separate hoops before you can read the article, so I will share some of the highlights:
- Walnut was born in a species-recovery breeding program in the 1980′s. The program had crane chicks hand-raised by human volunteers, and at that time they did not fully understand the measures necessary make sure that the chicks do not imprint on humans and retain their identity as cranes.
- As a result, her keepers believe, Walnut does not recognize other cranes as members of her own species.
- It has not been proven that Walnut killed her previous suitors; however, there is a persistent rumor in the white-naped-crane-conservation community that she did.
- Because this species is highly endangered, and the gene pool of the captive population is small, it’s pretty important for the survival of her species that Walnut A) mate, and B) not kill a bunch of other cranes.
- The actual name of the keeper is Chris Crowe.
- They both arrived at the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute in 2004.
- Walnut immediately began paying special attention to Chris--and ignoring the eligible male crane in a nearby enclosure.
- Walnut initiated their courtship, performing the opening moves of a mating dance.
- Chris realized that if he reciprocated the mating dance, it might be possible to artificially inseminate Walnut with her participation and consent. (The process normally involves restraining the bird.)
- It worked!
- Chris and Walnut have had five children, who were raised by other crane couples at the facility--sometimes the biological dad and his mate--both because it’s unclear whether Walnut would accept the chicks as her own, and because Chris is not equipped to be a Crane Dad.
- However, the Institute provides her with artificial eggs to sit on, and Chris takes his turn looking after them. (This would not work with real eggs because he can’t sit on them properly, but Walnut seems to feel that he is on the job if he just stands over them.)
- Chris accepts that he is pretty much married to this bird. White-naped cranes live to be about 60, and they mate for life, so he knows he can’t retire while Walnut is alive. (At the time of the article, Walnut was 36, and Chris 42.)
Legit cannot pick the funniest part of this
she has not been PROVEN to have killed her exes, but there is a PERSISTENT RUMOR (really officers she's simply DEVASTATED, she sobs, wearing a new feather boa unfortunately resembling her most recent deceased husband)
His name is Chris CROWE. (Mrs. Walnut Crane-Crowe?)
the mental images of a whole human man learning and performing the crane mating dance, and "sitting" on artificial eggs so she thinks he's performing his duties as a husband and father (and apparently OBJECTS if he does not?)
"chris, buddy, you gotta marry the possibly-murderous crane lady for the GOOD OF THE SPECIES." (alternately: "chris, my man! good news! we found you a very interested lady! She's 36, she's very spirited and independent, she holds a very important and rare status in her society! ...Is there a downside? WELL...")
chris sits any potential human partners down, like "my love, you must understand before we wed,,, i am already... Attached" (camera drifts wistfully to the above photo) "Lady Walnut and I have an,, Understanding... the relationship is open, but very committed"
just had to explain this post to my father bc he thought my stifled laughter was a signal of illness.
well done, everyone, good game. hit the showers.
Not only is he 'married' to walnut, this has apparently happened SEVERAL times, so he has MULTIPLE crane wives, none of which know about any of his other crane wives. This man is, for some unknown reason, irresistible to cranes
the “this content has been removed for violating Tumblr’s Community Guidelines” notice really adds a lot of flavor to this post and somehow makes it MORE obscene than whatever that actually was
World Heritage Post
Virginia Woolf, Night and Day/Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
C.J. Hauser, The Crane Wife: A Memoir in Essays/ Richard Siken, War of the Foxes
still the height of stag beetle season, and today I found 3! a dead medium sized male under a streetlight, a female exhausted in an underpass, and a minor male missing a few tarsi in his death throes in some leaf litter
I took the female to a nice stump where she can rest until nightfall. she was lively so I think she’ll make it
alive male was doing the “hopeless clockwork” beetle thing that I don’t think I’d be able to fix with any amount of sugar water, so he’ll be pinned with the other
always pays to inspect every insectoid lump on the sidewalk, sometimes it’s actually a bug and not just a bit of trash. if you want to find (often dying) stag beetles in the eastern US, now’s a good time to poke around near bright lights where they might’ve been drawn to at night
Sphingidae moth propoganda!!!
my favorite moth family because it just DOES NOT MISS. every single moth this family puts out is a win. contains such wonderful creatures as
the white-lined sphinx, which is about the size and shape of a hummingbird and hovers in midair to sippy from flowers
the elephant hawkmoth, which is colored like a frickin pokemon
the poplar sphinx moth, amongst which gynandromorphs are unusually common (intersex moths!), as pictured here
the oleander hawkmoth, which looks like someone spilled green and purple paint all over it and eats mostly poisonous plants
the gardenia bee hawkmoth, who imitated a bee so hard that their wings are clear and they got fuzzy butt pompoms
the narrow-bordered bee hawkmoth, who is doing much better at looking like a bee
the willow herb hawkmoth, who looks so. perfectly green. love this thing
the levant hawkmoth, who’s got a sleek rose gold type coloration
the eyes pink and green hawkmoth. the silhouette, the colors, the pattern. no notes
and of course, everyone’s favorite…
the delightfully goth death’s head hawkmoth
this little dude may be the icon of spooky fans everywhere but he also can bark!
many more lovely sphinx moths exist, and they can be found worldwide, so go. look up your local sphinxes. plant their favorite foods. and tell them you love them.
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Sometimes every word
Curls around a question mark—
The language of fear
yes its my favorite game. yes ive played it multiple times. yes ive platinumed it. yes im still bad at it.
Me @ hollow knight
