In the grand scheme of things... ereri

But you can’t say fuck, now can you?

my blood is glowstick juice. thats why all my bones crack when i move.

Honestly the mere fact that some people refer to Daddy Long Legs as “harvestmen” is creepier than 90% of all deliberately created horror but like the worst part is that the alternative is calling them Daddy Long Legs

#WHAT ARE THEY HARVESTING #I AM HAUNTED AND VEXED

They are harvesting our sorrows

True harvestmen, and not cellar spiders which are the other Daddy Long Legs, are truly omnivorous- known to eat everything from spiders, to fecal matter, to leaves and fungus… But one of the singularly most interesting habits of a particular European species is their almost symbiotic relationship with beehives– particularly man-made beehives. When a bee dies inside the hives, workers will remove the the corpse to just outside the hive just before dark. And the harvestmen? Well, they live up to their name.

So what you’re saying is that they are the grim reaper for bees.

The grim beeper

Wtf is that? A storm elemental?

Ball lightning fuck me all the way up

Excuse me what the fuck is this

sis get out the way!!!

I’m sorry but this is cool lol

sending “I hope you get that job” vibes to the people out here tryna get jobs

reblogging for yall bc the shit worked for me lol

Karma will pop me if I don’t

↖  The owner of this blog survived the 2013-2017 Attack on Titan anime hiatus

I came back after a while and I found six requests in my ask box XP I'll fill all of them, but for now the rare-pair request thing is over until I fill the ones I have now, ciao!~

let’s have a moment of silence for all the concerts we missed because we became a fan too late

And also for all the concerts we missed because our parents thought we were far too young

Also for all those who don’t get concert dates in their country

And also for the concerts people miss bc they can’t afford a ticket.

The actual smell of rain comes from plants. When plants are in drought they produce oils in replacement for waters. When the time comes and it finally starts raining the plants get their needed water and they release these oils in the air and the smell of that oil is what we call smell of rain

the scent is called petrichor

This is my absolute favorite smell