controversial opinion maybe but i find kira’s flop taste in men kind of endearing. like yes i wish she got better romances, don’t we all, but she’s had a rough life so if at the end of a long day of running the most politically contentious shopping mall in the federation she just wants to go home to her harem of greige men then all the more power to her
Hanging out with old people rules because after a while they trust you enough to confess to murder totally unprompted
Wait what.
Sometimes old ladies had to kick the ladder out from under their stepfathers when they were girls and that’s valid
oh, my little old lady murder story was her replacing the medication in her abusive husband’s capsules with rat poison.
“back in the day, our grandmothers worked on their marriages and didn’t get divorced!” nah, friend, they COULDN’T get a divorce so sometimes they killed their fuckin husbands. ¯_(ツ)_/¯
My grandma murdered her first husband the first time he beat their daughter.
My college was next to an assisted living facility and one time we went over there to draw people’s portraits so we could get practice drawing older people. The lady I was drawing idly told me that she “dealt quite handily with her first husband” while making a stabbing gesture. Five minutes later she requested I make sure not to draw her double chin. I honored that request.
So when I was a child my grandmother told all these great stories about growing up in the Alaskan wilderness. Amazing bad ass stories about her and my great-grandmother. I recently asked my mom why my great-grandmother moved from Texas to Alaska in the first place. Turns out my Great-grandfather was abusive to my great grandmother for years and she lived with that until the first time he hit my grandmother, who was like three at the time, my great-grandmother got him very drunk and beat him to death then moved to Alaska to hide from the cops.
Men don’t realize their life expectancy went up thanks to divorce.
Men don’t realize
their life expectancy went
up thanks to divorce.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
I love contemplating how actually scary this is. Nothing in horror movies affects me anymore but I get the most wonderful chills from the idea of these beautiful, haunting, mindless things just hovering in this murky water like a minefield for anyone foolish enough to go swimming or unlucky enough to fall in. How it’s still not as bad as being a fish small enough for them to paralyze and consume. How they regularly paralyze and consume fish but evolved before anything like a fish ever existed. A fish is such a complex creature that can see and think and navigate and be afraid but sometimes it touches these brainless, boneless, ghostly things that were just already there, millions of years sooner, and it dies and it never understands why that is. The thing that killed it and ate it doesn’t know either, it doesn’t know anything. It doesn’t have enough of a brain to even realize it has killed and eaten something. Some of its cells simply fired little harpoons into the cells of the other thing, and squirted deadly chemicals into them, and hauled up the paralyzed body to digest it. It’s a spider’s web without a spider but it still fills things with venom and eats them. 🙂
…in which a scientist at some remote station falsified data by smearing pizza on the results cue card and as his peers were about to reveal his deception he attempted to run but was forced to sit there at the computer console and be outed as a fraud. But right as the truth popped up on screen the station’s very tall and beefy cook, who has a craggy face and bloodshot eyes, came up behind the scientist as he sat at the desk and used an implausibly huge knife to slowly shear off the top of the scientist’s head right at eye level, just pulling the knife back like he’s running it through butter, and of course the eye goop and other associated gore just spilled downward while a gurgled scream filled the air from the remaining lower jaw stump.
The cook moved on to another scientist’s throat before I finally decided that’s more than I need to see on a Saturday morning and woke up.
The little stars in this particular gif (based on a trading card illustrated by Kanako Eo!) are flat panels parented to the corsola’s mesh, so when it moves, they do as well! Instead of rotating the camera I rotate the objects in the scene themselves, and since the animation is just some subtle movement, it can sometimes look like the sparkles are always facing the viewer.
