the classic trope of "what if you went to a town and it was weird" never fails

COOLEST MOTHS AWARDS: Ceranchia apollina; the "Ghostly Silkmoth" (Saturniidae)

@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

VFD in every book | The Unauthorized Autobiography

you'll always be a noir detective, almost thirteen. you'll never outgrow it. you just grow around it, like layers in a cake. no matter how many years you spend on the lam, running and running and running, so far away that you can't see the town you started out in, can't see the city you ran away from, can't see your siblings, or your dearest darling who married someone else, no matter how far away you run, how old you get, deep inside you you'll always be almost thirteen, detective in your own noir story, years after the femme fatale is gone from your life after you pushed her father into the belly of the beast. you used to say get scared later and it's later now and you're scared and you can only keep running, keep going forwards, even if you don't know where forward is. authorities are chasing you, friends and enemies are trying to track you down, your editor is trailing behind you using the clues you left for them, your legal representative tries desperately to reach you, and you are on the run, running and running and running away from them, but even more so from yourself, except no matter how far you run you realize the past you is still there, always there, always with you, wherever you go. he's almost thirteen. he just pushed a man into the belly of a beast. you look into the abyss and there he is, looking right back at you.

you'll always be almost thirteen, a noir detective.

the continuation of this hyperspecific poll

edit: now with a pt. 2

not to brag but I think my personal library has enough information in it to take down count olaf under highly specific circumstances

I just want to remind everyone how affordable buying food from indigenous tribes is. I live in a major city and I was able to purchase and ship (15) pounds of fish from back home to myself for cheaper than I could buy it from a grocery store here in the city. Yeah, shipping has its own environmental factors but I was able to support an indigenous owned business while also getting my groceries at a lesser cost. (Buying in bulk is always a good idea if you’re planning on having something shipped to you)

Some tribal owned grocers that ship:

Bow and Arrow (Ute Mountain)

Native Harvest (White Earth)

Red Lake Fishery (Red Lake)

Wozupi (Mdewakanton Dakota)

Ramona Farms (Gila River)

Tanka Bars (Oglala)

Indian Pueblo Store (Pueblos)

Twisted Cedar Wine (Cedar Paiutes)

Ute Bison (Ute)

Seka Hills Olive Oil and Vinegars (Yocha Dehe Wintun)

She Nah Nam Seafood (Nisqually)

Sakari Botanicals (Inupiaq)

Honor the Earth (? Anishinaabe)

Nett Lake Wild Rice (Boise Forte Anishinaabe)

Passamaquoddy maple (Passamaquoddy)

BONUS: coffee :)

Yeego Coffee (Navajo)

Spirit Mountain Roasting (Yuma Quechan)

Birchbark Coffee (Anishinaabe)

Thunder Island Coffee (Shinnecock)

asoue + tumblr

i think about izzy hands at least three times a day

lemony and beatrice as that one picture of taylor swift and jack antonoff

fuck i can’t believe i wasted my entire life being moved by art and beauty and the indomitable human spirit ugh i should’ve been making money through internet scams

i fucking love how izzy in the 5th episode is just kinda standing about? hanging out? the whole crew stands on roll call and he's sitting on a railing dangling his foot. comes to fetch stede and immediately leans his whole body on the doorway. follows stede around like a stray puppy. appears mysteriously in chairs. an absolute unit of a little guy.

I’m still screaming