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spoiler but the twist was literally that it was a creepy dude who was sleeping under her bed and constantly ripping ass
i want to be annoyed that the bi loveseat is just a fun and quirky reminder that biphobia exists but the creepy plastic hands combined with a “nobody believes you” cushion just makes it fucking immaculate
biphobia horror couch

I love this but not for the intended reason
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I hate everyone that made me see this
several of these are like designed to never be sat on
Since this edition of the post here on my dash has no context:
1) These are art installations that are not available for purchase
2) The couches are designed in collaboration with people who are the identity of the flag
3) The bi-flag couch specifically was designed by a bi man. The quote is from a poem he wrote when he was young, the full line being “It’s okay to love boys or girls, but when you change or to and, nobody believes you”. He preforms the poem and the hands represent audience response, especially from other bi people who shared their experiences with him after shows.
Here be the source: [X]
Ok the explanations for these make it so much better
Story: *is supposed to be about creepy/bizarre/horror/paranormal things*
Me:

Story: *is actually just about an inaccurate representation of a mentally ill person who is experiencing symptoms of mental illness, written by someone who obviously has never experienced those symptoms first hand and is just trying to be edgy*
Me:

You can say sixpenceee it’s okay
Orange Cat: [unfriendly/somewhat sharp meow]
Second cat slowly looks at the camera.
Man, filming, bashfully and sounding somewhat frightened: Sorry!
I’ve never fuckin seen a cat move like that, and it feels so goddamn eerie.
Alien-like chatter of the world’s deepest lake as photographer shares eerie sounds of newly-formed ice. Alexey Kolganov films himself skating on transparent ice of lake Baikal, as new cracks form under his skates
Bro that is literally nature telling you to stop

Lake Baikal is just like that
always something new with this fucking lake
I meant to say “neat” because it’s the first time I’ve seen a toad in person with its croak sac and I got excited
Too excited
Apparently all my snaps of it are unintentionally disconcerting and eerie




I finally figured out what my aesthetic is, the colorful and whimsical, but eerie loneliness that I Spy books portray
I Spy books did feel lonely, what the fuck.
They’re clearly designed by People In The Middle Of Something, but there are no people.
I finally figured out what my aesthetic is, the colorful and whimsical, but eerie loneliness that I Spy books portray
Amazing.
Will there be some sort of I Spy vapourwave to go with this aesthetic?
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this is making me have really vivid memories of watching teletubbies and I’m realizing how eerie and uncanny every single aspect of that show was, like, visually and also in general. Everything is just…off.
I remember it being comforting and not at all weird as a very young child but now the pictures of the sets and screencaps elicit a visceral “nope” response.
I don’t know how I feel about the fact that there is apparently a fandom of Teletubbies watchers who are invested enough in Teletubbies to carefully screencap and summarize hundreds of episodes of Teletubbies. I don’t think it’s a negative feeling. It’s just a distinct realization that we all could be doing Our Own Thing to a much greater extent than most people dare to.
You know, being a small child is really just a fascinating and deeply bizarre concept. You don’t come pre-loaded with understanding of how reality works. You are just here and hopefully your caretakers are patient and attentive enough to carefully guide you through the massive psychological trial of becoming accustomed to your own sentience.
I think Teletubbies is so creepy because it captures that state of being a very small and recent person so well. Teletubbies shares with many other small children’s shows a heavy reliance on routine activities the characters do, but the things that guide the Teletubbies through their weird daily lives don’t seem like analogs to…anything? There’s weird pipes with megaphones that ascend randomly out of the ground and have voices? The sun is a baby? There’s a magic windmill?
It is almost explicitly canon that the Teletubbies live under a Panopticon—all of their behavior is observed, by the above entities and by the Narrator, and compliance with rituals such as “Tubby Bye-Bye” is made inevitable by this fact. Teletubbyland is not a paradise where free will can roam as it pleases; it is characterized by an absence of choices and constant surveillance.
Of course this makes sense to toddlers, because they too live in an artificially constructed world where there are no choices, and where events are often predictable but have no underlying reasoning whatsoever. A three year old can’t understand why anything is the way it is. Just as the entities which observe and control the Teletubbies are ostensibly benevolent but arbitrary and inexplicable in motives or underlying logic to their existence, so too the rules and authority figures that govern the toddler’s world are arbitrary and inexplicable. Everything is like “This may as well just happen,” and you have no control anyway. Survival lies in learning to predict, not to understand.









