The original pride flag and the sewing machine it was sewn on
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The original pride flag and the sewing machine it was sewn on
happy birthday, gilbert baker. (june 2, 1951 — march 31, 2017)
The Tiger by Nael, age 6 // Jane Eleven "El" Ives-Hopper-Byers
the best colors ever actually
for those gradient enjoyers
will’s college friends should actually call him will b i find this idea very sweet and funny
you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.
lot of people commenting on this post like "who eats lunch at 4pm that's a terrible time to eat lunch" yes. that is the point. 4pm lunch is inadvisable. 4pm lunch is not the ideal. 4pm lunch makes the mind demons real.
But since it falls unto my lot
“We have to get him out.” “Mike, there’s nothing we can do,” Jonathan says, voice strained. “Not without…” And it stings, hydrogen peroxide on an exposed nerve. Mike looks helplessly to Hopper, who looks disturbingly vulnerable with bloodshot, red-rimmed eyes. He’s reminded, suddenly, of a different night. The aching terror-despair of an earlier edition of this same dual grief, unleashed as screaming and kicking and punching and sobbing, too desperate to be embarrassed at the way it came out of him as choked little squeaks. “I can’t do this. Not again,” he chokes, not even bothering to care about how pathetic it must sound to an outside ear. But his audience loves them both enough to understand. “I know, kid,” Hopper murmurs as he settles next to Joyce, voice breaking. “I’m sorry.” (The Upside Down implodes and brings Jane Hopper with it, mere hours after Will Byers tearfully tells the world who he is. Mike Wheeler, entrenched in guilt, shame, and blame, is left to untangle a knotted web of self-conceptions and learns to strike the balance between living and remembering.)
(Mike pov of this old world must still be spinnin' 'round (and I still love you) bc I wasn't ready to shut up yet)
can't forget the catchphrases.. 🤭
Made a cursor reactive animated wallpaper of our favourite little sorcerer Will Byers.
The incredible illustations were made by @lauveyy, the animations were done by me using the Wallpaper Engine editor.
If you want it here's the link to the workshop page: https://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3663406547
how cool is this😫
mike the brave ⚔️
She should be at the club
Baby mouse had earplugs in the sketch and I straight up forgot to ink them pretend they're deep in there
Meanwhile not at the club:
I was so enamored by the party shrew this morning I had to doodle her in my lab notebook at work
shrew girls after just ONE mezcal worm:
mitski has anyone heard of this
But since it falls unto my lot
“We have to get him out.” “Mike, there’s nothing we can do,” Jonathan says, voice strained. “Not without…” And it stings, hydrogen peroxide on an exposed nerve. Mike looks helplessly to Hopper, who looks disturbingly vulnerable with bloodshot, red-rimmed eyes. He’s reminded, suddenly, of a different night. The aching terror-despair of an earlier edition of this same dual grief, unleashed as screaming and kicking and punching and sobbing, too desperate to be embarrassed at the way it came out of him as choked little squeaks. “I can’t do this. Not again,” he chokes, not even bothering to care about how pathetic it must sound to an outside ear. But his audience loves them both enough to understand. “I know, kid,” Hopper murmurs as he settles next to Joyce, voice breaking. “I’m sorry.” (The Upside Down implodes and brings Jane Hopper with it, mere hours after Will Byers tearfully tells the world who he is. Mike Wheeler, entrenched in guilt, shame, and blame, is left to untangle a knotted web of self-conceptions and learns to strike the balance between living and remembering.)
(Mike pov of this old world must still be spinnin' 'round (and I still love you) bc I wasn't ready to shut up yet)
Stranger Things 5x04. Sorcerer
“who is linkin park?” - one shot KO by my younger coworker
I am going to unfold all of your clean laundry and leave it in a pile on your bed
got my first ever official customer complaint because when i was going over the terms of their life insurance they were like "well i don't plan to die" and i was like "well you're going to"