Uhhhh...

its so so important to follow blogs that will put a bit of softcore porn on ur dash. it is not only tasteful but also a key part of the microbiome

#mutual that is horny on main i would protect you with my life as if you were a monarch butterfly #i am planting milkweed for you #tit and ass milkweed #ily (from arborealgargoyle)

Not gonna specifically tag anyone…but reblog if you feel like it and put yours in the tags.

Remember

this is tonight’s mood, folks

For those who have overactive guilt complexes like me…

art + lemony snicket

x x x x x

love is fucking dead. valentines day used to mean something

So for people who don’t know, Seattle Aquarium has a breeding program to try and help save the endangered Pacific Giant Octopus.

They take wild octos every year and put them in a conjoined tank that is separated only by a plexi glass wall full of holes big enough for them to put arms through but small enough that their beaks can’t fit through. Each octopus is given food, healthcare, and enrichment, and the opportunity to get to know each other.

As Valentine’s Day approaches the marine biologists that specialize in octos make assessments of their interactions and judge if the two are compatible for mating or if they are still aggressive toward each other.

If the octopuses have been witnessed being friendly and seem interested, the gate is lifted and they have their day of romance.

But octopuses engage in cannibalism in the wild and any smaller octopus is wary of getting eastern by a larger one… So yeah, if they haven’t been friendly the possibility of cannibalism is very high. And as a program designed to help save the species they aren’t going to risk it. So the octopuses are released (not together) back into the wild and the Aquarium sets about finding a new pair to play match-maker with.

As someone who walked by this aquarium to work for almost a decade, I can attest to how huge a Thing this is around here. We’re always sad when the octopus sex show gets cancelled.

Thank you for the explanation of the conservation program.

[ID: a screenshot of a news headline posted on 2/12/2016. It reads “Attention: the public octopus sex act has been cancelled.” In smaller text the sub-header reads “Seattle Aquarium cancels annual Valentine’s Day mating ritual, fearing cephalopods might turn to cannibalism.” /end ID]

I want this as a "Disney" show. Two cephalopods get released back into the wild after the concert of cannibalism but they reunite like a weird meet-cute and they resolve their issues

Fucking Relatable

So I’ve been taking piano and voice lessons with an emphasis in jazz lately.  And I’ve been working on my recording skills.  Here’s a recording of me performing “Blame It On My Youth” (1934).

I’m a lawyer by day, but I’m a well-trained musician by night.

Enjoy!

(No, please, enjoy.  I didn’t spend all weekend on this for like five notes.)

Raccoon :)

werewolf transformations and magical girl transformations swapped

"s-stay back! the change... i can't control it!" *horrifying transformation sequence of bones cracking and flesh rearranging, hair growing out, ribbons and flashy jewelry bursting forth from skin, screaming in agony*

alternatively,

"In the name of the moon, I'll punish you!" *lifted up in a rainbow beam of glittering magic. each part of the body bathed in dazzling light before revealing sharp glistening claws, long fangs, and a dark shaggy coat.*

I like the other option.

"Stay back, I'm dangerous!" And the dazzling light and rainbows swirl around, lifting up the young humans. Where they once stood, a werewolf makes a cute pose.

Or instead, "by the power of the stars, I will defeat you!", Says the cute highschool girl. Then skin starts to tear and she screams in anguish, only to turn around with bloodthirsty eyes in a slightly different outfit that color coordinates with her powers.

on the work from home grind

Herta Burbe

The Golden Girls - 2.11 - 'Twas the Nightmare Before Christmas