Mischif.net, Since 1997

"Is it normal to-" Doesn't matter. Do it weird if it isn't hurting anyone

oh god, please be weird. Life is short, way too short to worry if you're being weird or normal. If it isn't hurting you or someone else, do it weird

i said "laundry sauce" instead of detergent once and my parents have not stopped saying it since

hurdy gurdying or gurdly hurdying? 🤨

Queen stuff

Can someone translate what she said 

"Oh really? YOU'RE going to teach me Russian? Well you better bring the vodka and caviar, *sweetheart*." -Translation from @cripplepunk-sylveon

the god of death should really be depicted as fungal more often I mean come on they're life's principal decomposers they form symbiotic relationships with so many other organisms they adapt to whatever the planet throws at them to turn into food including recently plastic and more originally fucking trees keeping ecological balance like the goddamn avatar why isn't the god of death a fungus what are we doing here

tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit

"you were always such a good kid! we never had to worry about you :)" thanks! you actually should've, though. like about this specifically

it's so fun for me every time this appears on my dash because not only did i walk past it irl several times, it's on what is widely considered the busiest bus route in europe

Wei Wuxian handing the weapon he can’t use to the weapon he won’t use so they fuck shit up without fucking themselves up.

Am I getting a good grade in tumblr mutual?

Reblog to give the person you reblogged from a good grade in tumblr mutual

It kind of fucks with me that somebody killed ötzi the iceman because ötzi himself is like whatever but the silent presence of human hands that drew back the string of the bow that shot the arrow that killed him is crazy. the idea that there were various people involved in that situation and while one of them has had his last hours painstakingly reconstructed and studied to no end, the others now only exist insofar that an arrowhead had to get into his shoulder somehow. imagine killing someone and then suddenly your entire existence is only a vague shadow implied by the fact that you killed them. much to consider

Testing the mummified bone marrow of ötzi to figure out his ancestry whole time there’s definitely another person, maybe more than one, standing in the room with us but I can never see or speak to them because I only know them through the assurance that they were there too in the form of one single arrowhead. I hate prehistory so much it’s unreal

soothing video my mother is listening to: Relaxing the face. Cheeks. Tentacles. me: What was that last part. soothing video my mother is listening to: Temples.