the-worst-gm

[the-worst-gm]

A big reason I can prob never truly quit Tumblr is this is the only website where I can read

[goof joke post about, say, Scandanavian geese]

[witty rejoinder]

followed by “Actually? I’m an ornithologist specializing in the migratory patterns of three specific species of geese over the Scandanavian peninsula, here’s a genuinely fascinating short essay about a highly specific field of work and study, I took quite a lot of time out of my day to write this just because I wanted to share my passion, you’re welcome”

it rules

[the-worst-gm]

[the-worst-gm]

[the-worst-gm]

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

[the-worst-gm]

Poor kitty 😺🤣😅

[the-worst-gm]

it does kind of slaughter me a little bit every time i'm reminded of how near-universally associated slenderman is with the phrase "collect my pages" when the fundamental conceit of the game being referenced is that slenderman will hunt you down with murderous intent if you so much as go near his pages

[the-worst-gm]

[the-worst-gm]

[the-worst-gm]

Great idea for an omen or warning to your dnd group:

A bunch of animals run away from something that looks innocuous. Great way to kill all the murderhobos in your party in one fell swoop.

Tktktktktktktktktk

[the-worst-gm]

tiny pillow for George 🐈

[the-worst-gm]

Sign at my local movie theater that feels like a desperate warning

[the-worst-gm]

one thing tumblr has unironically done to improve my mental health is completely rewrite how i view disgust as a concept. there is no higher compliment to me than being told i have something wrong with me and should be ashamed of myself when i'm just living my life in a way that is perhaps odd and hard to understand, but ultimately as harmless as you can get in our society. which probably wasn't the intention of all the advice i got in therapy to reframe my negative thought patterns as more positive ones, but it's doing great things for me.

[the-worst-gm]

Pumbkim

The best travel case for any chaos potato or similar arcane menace <3

Sharpie was acting amazingly in his role "how to pick up polite rats without worrying too much"

Because most of them refuse to be picked up directly, but love the travel pumpkin

[the-worst-gm]

I recently had surgery, and at the time I came home, I had both my cat and one of my grandma's cats staying with me.

- Within hours of surgery, I wake up from a nap to my cat gently sniffing at my incisions with great alarm.

- I was not allowed to shower the first day after surgery, and the cats, seeing that The Large Cat is not observing its cleaning ritual, decided I must be gravely disabled and compensated by licking all the exposed skin on my arms, face, and legs.

- I currently have to sleep with a pillow over my abdomen because my cat insists on climbing on top of me and covering my incisions with her body while I sleep (which is very sweet but not exactly comfortable without the pillow). She also lays across me facing my bedroom door, presumably on guard for attackers who may try to harm me while I'm sleeping and injured.

That's love. 🐈‍⬛🐈❤️

[the-worst-gm]

Using smug dragonoids as sheepdogs by convincing them to hoard producing animals like chicken, goats, and cows.

While countless kinds of livestock dogs have been bred throughout the centuries to protect flocks and shepherds alike, the herders in this region have never found any use for canine help - oddly enough, their sheep still seem to be thoroughly content, fearing neither wolf nor thief.

[the-worst-gm]

Door at Alnwick Garden, Northumberland.