“Embroidered Snowy Steps” ❋ The only footprints that won’t melt

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“Embroidered Snowy Steps” ❋ The only footprints that won’t melt
oh my doomed yuri
when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
our house was in the middle of nowhere surrounded by woods so when i decided i didnt want to wear dresses anymore if we were going to some event & my parents insisted i had to wear a dress i would just go hide in the woods. was so committed i almost made us miss a flight once bc my mom packed a dress in my suitcase
i only promised to stop doing this if my parents got me formal boys clothes to wear which eventually they did. i don't feel bad about resorting to violence bc i asked politely and they said no. proud of 10 yr old me for evil annoying lesbian behavior
5th grade was the last time I wore a dress for school pictures. When my parents attempted to force the issue for 6th grade, I climbed onto our roof and pulled the ladder up after me. My dad borrowed the neighbors ladder. As soon as it touched the roof I pulled it up too. By the time I had 3 ladders they were willing to negotiate, and 2 hours late for work.
I really wonder what the demographic outcome would be of trans people involuntarily getting "the body you'd have if practicality wasn't a concern" like what percentage of the resulting bodies would be obviously nonhuman?
As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams she found herself transformed in her bed into a cyborg werewolf with dragonfly wings.
no thoughts, only the mussel border around bishop ambrose in the hours of catherine of cleves (ny, morgan library ms 917/945)
the beautiful game...
amufun puchimaru sea creatures 🪸
nautilus / oarfish / ocean sunfish / bonito /coelacanth / stingray / nudibranch / shrimp / pufferfish
you have permission to pick that 2 year old "abandoned" project back up. it's not mad at you for setting it aside. and maybe time and distance have helped ease or erase the things that made you put it down in the first place.
I translated the Ea-Nasir complaint into vulcan and engraved it in on a cooper plate
Bowl with Fish design , Iran, probably Kashan, late 13th–mid-14th century, stonepaste; black decoration under a transparent turquoise glaze
Back in 2013, I posted a Welcome to Night Vale fic and someone commented, “I’m autistic and I see myself a lot in the way you write Carlos. Did you intend for him to autistic?”
And I was like “I’m flattered you think so! No, he’s not intended to be autistic, but I’m glad you can see yourself in him.”
Now twelve years later I spent some time this evening trying to track down that comment to give a very belated clarification. Whoever you were stranger, hey. I only said no because I based Carlos heavily on me, and since I wasn’t autistic, Carlos wouldn’t be either. Well. I’ve learned some stuff in the intervening decade that strongly support your literary analysis.
Someone woke up and chose violence this morning.
I walked her to the pen like normal after the rain had died down, and she took one look at her wet penmates and decided to declare all out war. Just no hesitation, started kicking and biting and chasing and screaming at every other bird in the pen- INCLUDING Heather, of whom she is normally scared and will slink away from if Heather starts even just walking over.
Didn't matter!! Violence only!
I literally had to wade into the middle of her and Wendy repeatedly flogging each other to snatch Bug up like a football and haul her kicking and scolding me over to the sitting chair. She got a time out in my lap where I basically hooded her with my hands until she calmed down. She babies came and joined us and I stuck Princess under Bug's wing to remind her that she is a Mother, not a berserker trained for war.
And once she chilled out, she acted like it never happened. I checked on her the rest of the day after treating her neck and face for the scrapes Wendy inflicted, but they were all just chilling like flock mates again.
God forbid anyone be wet, I guess.
should be able to leave kudos on scientific studies. i liked your paper dude keep at it
sorry, Dr. Dude
Dude et. al.
need y'all to know that most academics have publicly searchable email addresses and this not only makes their day but they can put nice emails in their giant packets for applying for jobs or tenure. "hi i read your paper for a class and it was very helpful, im at xyz college and the class is blah with professor blah" is sufficient and ENORMOUSLY helpful
It seems that, once again, when you can't kudos, commenting is the way to go
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French has two moods and it's:
How dare you spell this word otherwise than The Correct Way. Espèce d'Inculte.
This word can be written in two different ways. pick the one you prefer idgaf (clé/clef, j'essaie/j'essaye, ...)
i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out