Sweet Seals For You, Always

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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we're not kids anymore.
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🪷 COMMISSIONS OPEN! 🪷
Heyyy folks! I’m updating my commission sheet for 2026 and decided to add a few new commission options! ✨
I’m graduating this year and currently trying to save up so I can start building my own path after university, so every commission truly helps a lot and means the world to me! 💖
📜 Quick info:
• Payment: upfront, via PayPal only.
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"are you gonna take those pills the rest of your life?" you mean my molecules? why surely you wouldn't deprive me of my molecules. they are shaped exactly just so, you see. my molecules
do you know how hard someone had to work to make my molecules into their molecule shapes??
they invented a new shape of molecule just for me and you want me to what, not absorb it???
reblog to remind somebody about their molecules
people who shape molecules at their jobs found this post and they're in the notes being happy to be appreciated. go take your fucking molecules
what’s a ‘skill’ of yours you swear isn’t special but everyone else seems impressed by. for example i can always tell when it’s about to rain (as opposed to just cloudy) because of how it smells and the hue that everything outside is slightly tinted
It's waterproof. It's windproof. It's lightweight and durable. And it's made from the intestines of two bears, painstakingly cleaned and sew
I really wanted to know more about this, especially how the water proof stitching works. Here's more information on this project, and hopefully more in the future!
This is amazing! I need to make a note to play around with that water proof stitch technology soon.
You Are On Native Land collects stories and art donated by some of comics' biggest Indigenous creators such as Jon Proudstar, Maria Wolf, and Steph Littlebird. Tales of Native resistance; family and kinship; love and grief fill this beautiful collection, which includes a special reprint of TRIBAL FORCE #1, credited as the first comic to feature a superhero team made up entirely of Indigenous heroes.
GUYS THIS COMES OUT SEPTEMBER 2026 I NEED EVERYONE TO PULL THIS IT LOOKS SO PEAK
EDIT: since this is getting so many notes now i wanted to say, you can pre-order this comic from Simon & Schuster, Indigo, Barnes & Noble, and Amazon!
May 5 is the Day of Awareness for Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women, Girls, and Two-Spirit People. (Also known as Red Dress Day.)
Show your support and pass on your strength by wearing red on May 5, and raising awareness. And if you have never read the Reclaiming Power and Place report, you can do so here.
Additionally, while the day is typically centred in Turtle Island, let us also not forget our international cousins, especially in Palestine and Sudan.
slaying misogynists with my “you wouldn’t call a man that” blade
saw someone call a young woman “preachy and annoying” and I felt it thirst for blood
“Midnight Snack!” instruction videos and then they pull out a cutting board
Grace Rocky save stars!
[REALLY NORMAL VOICE] now if you’ll excuse me i have to sort these beads by shade of green and blue and whatever is in between
WIP Word Wednesday
Thank you again to @navigatorwrongway for including me; this gives me an excuse to sift through whatever odd variety of things I’ve written in a week and see which words I’ve used too much 😄 “Narrow” is usually pretty high on the list
I’ve puttered around with ideas furthering this rewrite of “The Jedi” episode from S2 of Mando for a while. I liked this bit.
“I’ve been searching for others too without any luck, and the only other Mandalorian I’ve ever met was trying to kill me before he wound up dead himself. I can’t help you there.”
Din bristled, trying to tamp down his reflexive anger, but the Jedi seemed to sense a change in the air and raised the gloved hand in placation. “Easy pal, he fell into a Sarlacc pit, and I wasn’t the one who put him there.”
The Mandalorian’s hackles lowered. The child leaned over curiously, peering at the Jedi’s glove as Luke offered him back to the Mandalorian and passed by them to sit at the fire and stretch his legs. Mando returned and set the boy down, wishing he could rub away the headache at his temples.
The boy got up from the ground where Din had placed him and ambled around the fire over to Luke’s side. Din’s mood would have soured further at the preferential treatment if he didn’t see the boy’s eyes close as he reached a hand up to the Jedi’s in concentration.
Luke tore off a piece of bread, offering it to the kid, but the kid didn’t take it, and Mando realized the kid’s brow was more furrowed in thought than he’d recalled ever seeing it. He tugged at the Jedi’s hand, ignoring the bread and patting the glove.
“… Were you hurt earlier? In the fight?”
“No,” Luke said with a frown. “He’s uh, asking to help me?”
“Is your hand okay?”
“It's fine.” Luke gently tugged out of the boy’s grasp, only for the kid to whine.
Mando crossed to pick the kid up, returning to their place on the other side of the fire to sit on the narrow log. “He's okay kid, leave him alone.” Then to Luke: “Sorry. He thinks you were hurt.”
Luke regarded the kid. “Why?”
Mando shrugged, keeping the wriggly child in his lap. “Just something he does. Patches people up.”
“He what?”
“Heals them?” Din made a vague motion with two fingers and a thumb, mimicking what the kid did when he used his powers. “With the Force?”
Luke stared in disbelief.
“Is that… not normal?” Din asked.
“Not… that I’m aware of?? I’ve never done something like that. Has he done that for you?”
“He did it for a friend,” Mando said. “Can’t you ask him yourself?”
“It’s— I don’t get clear answers from this kind of communication, it’s mostly feelings and images, just a general sense of things.”
Mando flexed his arm, looking down at the kid.
“Grogu?”
The boy immediately turned, no longer fighting his grip.
“Could you show the Jedi what you did on Nevarro?”
Tagging: @oloreaa, @storytellingdreamer, @fallen-knight, @autumnwoodsdreamer, @jedi-valjean
you can only do this career for the rest of your life
https://wheelofnames.com/dng-wgq
How are things going?
Great! A job I actually enjoy!
okay. I can put up with this
bad but not terrible
terrible
I don't work/results
(this wheel is set in a magical world where all jobs pay enough to support yourself so this is purely about the work you do and not the money)
Call Sign universe
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‘Episode’ post-story where Rizel is sneaking around trying to escape from someone while on a delivery run, having called the squad for backup, and she ends up bolting for an empty hall and breaking through a door into a room where she bars the way, listening for her pursuer, before turning to see a room full of clones with blasters pointed directly at her
Wide-eyed, her hands come up as she gasps in shock before squinting in the low light and realizing who they are, or thinks she realizes who they are
“Maker’s montrals, you guys scared me. You told me you’d be here an hour ago— Wait, did you cut your hair?”
The clones don’t move, though they glance at one another. She tries to get a better look in the but as soon as she takes a step forward so do they
“Hexx?” she asks the one in the poncho. The men shift, glancing to their leader. “What happened? Are they not—?”
“Don’t move.”
“H-Hollis?” she asks. “What’s going on?”
“Who are you?” the one in the poncho asks.
Distantly there are shouts across the factory floor, boots on duracrete and machinery powering up and alerting them to the presence of others
Finally the one in the poncho removes his helmet and the shock of blonde hair shakes whatever relief she thought she’d had on coming face to face with them.
“I don’t know who you think we are,” the blonde clone says. “But you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.”
The troopers see the woman scan their ranks before her eyes widen in recognition; before any of them has the chance to stop or shoot her she launches past Rex and throws her arms around Gregor, kissing him fiercely
That’s enough to shock most of them into lowering their guns. Gregor makes a muffled sound of surprise, catching her on reflex with one arm as she stands on her toes and pulls him down. There’s a long moment where the rest of them shuffle or awkwardly cough before the woman freezes, slowly pulling away from the commando with dawning realization and mortification
“… You’re not my husband.”
“I could be.”
“Gregor.”
“What?!" Gregor asks Howzer. "You saying you wouldn't?”