do you think i'm spooky?

shuichi uzumaki is a god tier final boy bc he is 100% right about everything but acts so insane that nobody believes him despite mountains of concrete evidence. every weird thing that happens he's like 'guys its The Spiral™️. our town got cursed by The Spiral™️ and now we're all fucked.' and refuses to elaborate. his gf's hair gets a bit longer and he's all 'girl its The Spiral™️ again your hair is going to kick your ass you gotta cut it' and very understandably she doesnt then her hair comes to life in some spiraling medusa shit and tries to fully eat him he has to wrestle his way out in the middle of the schoolyard with a pair of rusty ass scissors and STILL no one believes him. god i love you king.

fucking the piano man for pianos

Someone was just setting the table for Christmas lunch when they took half a minute to lay out this vocabulary-changing bsky post, then carried on with their day...

u know what … i changed my mind… all u scientists out there who worked ur butts off just to have your research purposefully ignored by the government… do your science thing and bring back the dinosaurs… catch them ignoring you when a velociraptor is our next president…. like ding dong what’s that? it’s science, it doesn’t care about your silly ignorant opinion… it’s back with a vengeance… and it’s hungry, bitch

I hadn’t considered Jurassic Park as a solution to the Dump Truck presidency but I’ll take it

Reading old books gets an extra layer of fun when you start to piece together how all these historical eras run together. The heroes of one era become the stodgy out-of-touch parents of the next. 1920s Bright Young Things are calling people "Victorians" in an "okay, Boomer" way. Victorian novels have Regency rakes hanging around like old hippies. Regency novels have old Georgians who still powder their hair. It's just fun to see the mixing of generations, the mix of old and new, because history's not neat little boxes, it's life all jumbled together.