Dragons be here

I don't want to post anything because I'm a lazy dragon. I am also a contradictive dragon who will reblog.

[hadesisqueer]

Two World Cup finalists from opposing teams in this fucking picture, this sport isn't real

[hadesisqueer]

Context for anyone who is wondering: Lamine Yamal's parents won an UNICEF raffle for a charity photoshoot in which Barça players posed with kids, and 5 month old Lamine happened to get 20yo Messi. Which is like. Literally insane

[joyflameball]

[devi-dizz]

Attacks on @2dyara and @doodlefurry6 :>

✨We enter the messed-up Lambs edition✨

[o0kawaii0o]

Hero of Time

[beesmygod]

i read this to adam and he just yelled, outraged, "THEYRE BABIES"

[wonderhecko]

TRUE HATERS, SINCE DAY 1 THEY HAVENT BEEN GIVING THEM A FUCKING INCH

[beesmygod]

this is next level

[wonderhecko]

20 years later. you're kermit. opening night at the muppet theater. you look up. you can't believe it. those two awful cunts from next door are here. neither of them died yet. they're going to be here, forever.

[charlesoberonn]

They're immortal.

They were heckling the actors in Ford's theater on the day Lincoln was shot.

They heckled the first reading of the Epic of Gilgamesh.

They heckled the first lifeform to crawl onto land.

They heckled the big bang.

[charlesoberonn]

"They say that time exists now."

"I can tell."

"How so?"

"Because this show is a waste of it!"

"DOHOHOHOHOHO!"

[grimfantas]

[peoplegettingreallymadatghosts]

fell for the oldest trick in the book

[ophilosoraptoro]

[severeprincesheep]

It's on the wikipedia page that literal sea people attacked out of nowhere?

[peoplegettingreallymadatghosts]

Never doubt my shitposts again

[deadgenerations]

in more pleasant news: this year is seeing the biggest humpback migration in Australian history, bigger than it was PRE whaling. That's right, there are more humpbacks migrating off the coast of Australia than there were BEFORE industrial whaling started.

A huge, fat W for environmentalists and Greenies. what an achievement

[lumsel]

we did it! we saved the fucking whales!!!!

[the-tao-of-fandom]

These whales were hunted to 150 individuals. Now there are 50,000 of them

Once hunted almost to extinction, the population of humpback whales currently migrating down Australia's east coast has bounced back and is

Further info for those interested

[pnwnativeplants]

Environmental activism works!!! If they tell you its hopeless they're lying and/or selling some shit!!!

[traegorn]

[dateamonster]

look i WISH more horror movies were just the directors thinly disguised fetish. instead we got all these horror movies that are just undisguised reflections of culturally hegemonic values and anxieties. like if we got some weird fetishes up in here it would probably add some variety thats all im saying.

[kropotkindersurprise]

July 15, 2026 - Activist group "Everyone Hates Elon" installed a guerrilla ad subverting Meta's advertisement campaign for its dystopian surveillance glasses for perverts and stalkers, near Meta's London headquarters.

The lenticular poster changes Kylie Jenner to a They Live style monster with Meta's true message: "WE'RE ALWAYS WATCHING". [link]

“Meta has spent years tracking us online,” said a spokesperson for EHE in an email to Hyperallergic. “Now it wants to track us in the real world too.” In an effort to assuage concerns about the glasses secretly recording people, Meta said it would roll out a software update that would disable the camera if the built-in LED recording light was obscured or damaged. However, the product has already been derided extensively online, especially because of its recent popularity with “Manosphere” content creators who post point-of-view recordings of them cold approaching (see: sexually harassing) various women in public without their knowledge. “Meta and Ray-Ban’s new AI glasses can be used to secretly record women and young people for sexual reasons,” the EHE spokesperson continued in their statement to Hyperallergic. “Simply put, that’s abuse.”

[elisecairo]

[avelokadrawsguts]

A cute goat sent you a message.

[walmartnoodle]

Wdym you hate Stratt? Without her you don’t get a story

[queercanelady]

how it is apparently

[crazygnomenclature]

Changing the name of this series to 'Tits & Eve'

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[llobulynxthecerval]

When your oldest sibling, the smart one mind you, comes to you for help.

also they actually all live together, but sometimes Leshy spends the night with the yellow cat.

[llobulynxthecerval]

I don't think I can take Kallamar seriously with his head looking like a buttplug.

I have nothing else to add to this comment, they honestly haven't thought of that until now, and they're going to make the most of it.

[llobulynxthecerval]

Narinder's "confession" a Barbarian!AU COTL fanfic

First time attempting to actually write, please don’t judge.

This happens a few weeks or so after Narinder’s dethroning.

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Mesh was sitting in their office at the second floor of the temple, the light of the sunset hitting his wide back, with enough illumination coming from bouncing off the walls to be able to write orders and permits for missionary quests and buildings. The caprine was thinking about the latest crusades they went to, the biomes started to transform in a way almost undetectable, slowly, but the beasts that habit them have shown signs of higher aggression and number, the cultists that followed the bishops of the old faith did not seem to reduce in quantity, the “Lamb” had a deep concern about this outcome. Was this a reaction to the bishop’s disappearance? Most likely, but even so, what could the usurper do to remedy this, to make it safe for their flock to wander off, or to make sure that no one or thing could come to their home when they were off for resources and investigating.

The bearer of the red crown’s thought train was interrupted by the “ex-god” they stole the crown from, who just barged in with no mind of what the sheep could be doing for he had no care at all, all the cat wanted, was to make a scene, as always. This was a dance Mesh found amusing at first, Narinder already showed bits of this part of his personality, a dramatic diva, he started shortly after “joining” the flock, which was how Mesh started to refer what was supposed to be their cult, but that never felt right, the barbarian didn’t want an army of followers that had no right to think for themselves, the giant wanted to make a safe heaven for those who needed it. Regardless, the sphinx cat dedicated most of his time with his old god killer weapon acting like a child who wanted attention without asking for it, the feline, while indignant, still had feelings for his warrior, these started long before he went down off his divine throne, as Mesh grew in size, age and wisdom, he couldn’t stop to think about how he would’ve enjoyed the eternal life with giant of a man. If only he never tried to take their flock from them.

Narinder started an unwanted conversation by claiming: “I can’t believe you sent me to work on such dirty conditions! with the filth and the excrement! I demand to have a more dignified job! Maybe as a co-leader of this cult-” Mesh briefly interrupted: “do not call it cult.” but the cat did not stop his complain for a beat resuming: “I am Narinder, the once God of death! bearer of the Red Crown! You owe me higher conditions of living after you unrightfully took what was mine!” The caprine did not even dignify the cat’s whining by raising their big head, just moving their gaze from one paper to the other, making important decisions for their people. While anyone would’ve found Narinder’s tantrum as annoying as a fly hovering over your ear, it did help Mesh to distract their worries off the current problems they were facing.

But what an insult that was for the three eye baby, who’s only intention was to get the attention of the leader, who he hasn’t spent much time with as they did the first week, when they were brought directly to a “town meeting” which was the way Mesh referred to what was supposed to the sermon to praise to the lamb, and The One Who Waits. In any way, Mesh explained right away who he was, no sugarcoating, nor going around the bush, the leader told their flock that they were now the new God of death, but that this would not change anything regarding how the huge sheep would view their people, and how they expected the same from them.

This was a memory that came to the old caprine while the cat kept going back and forth around the office, making a fuss about some neighbour, or the clothes he was wearing, even though he was offered a free trip to the tailor shop, where the yellow cat would gladly take measurements for him, but it seemed like Narinder did not care for solutions, just to have a poor excuse to talk to Mesh in the shape of nagging. As a surprise for no one, for everyone could tell, the ex-god was in love with with his crown thief, but pride kept getting in the way, even if did nothing to hide his true feelings.

Unfortunately for the wrinkled feline, his romantic interest’s patience, as unlimited as it seemed, was actually running thin so the old man decided to play with him. Mesh stated: “if you wanted to spend time with me, you could choose cheerful themes to babble about”. Oh how much this annoyed Narinder, who answered by invading the 7ft tall barbarian’s personal space: “you dare to mock me? I was a god until you rebelled, you had a duty to me, your saviour, how can you be such an ungrateful-” Mesh quickly turned their head, now fully exasperated, and showing it in their face, making the cat shut up instantly: “I have grown tired of this game, after taking your role, the nature of these lands have changed, transforming itself into a more dangerous place for everyone, so I have little to no time to spend dealing with your shenanigans, I would kindly ask you to please shallow your pride and show your true romantic feelings towards me, in hopes to appease these whining tone of yours.”

The cat brushed, all his body tensed as a response to this request, the lamb took one last chance to speak further: “this is not news to anyone, I have been asked by many as to when will we start a proper relationship, and I have been patiently waiting for you to get over this phase of… as some of the kids call it “stunderering”, but I have grown tired of it, so I ask you now, Narinder, will you be my mate?” Narinder, as a stupid last attempt to save his non-existing dignity, tried to yell: “HOW DARE YOU-?” but his tiny brain stopped all function when Mesh swiftly move their enormous hand to his chin, to grab it with only to of their huge fingers, not much so it would hurt, but definitely so Narinder could not escape the barbarian’s gaze, who exhaled smoke through their nostrils, something that the cat found extremely hot, both physically and mentally.

Mesh, giving one last chance: “it is a simple “yes” or “no” question, Narinder, if answer anything other that “yes”, I will lose all interest in you, and will spend my time resolving all my issues at hand, and then, in my free time, finding another candidate for a spouse. Do you understand?” The cat could barely process the situation, but understood that this could mean losing all chance to have Mesh all for himself (except for when Forneus appears but that’s for the future.), and so, he can only mutter two words for now: “I understand…” The caprine, without losing their grip on the feline: “and your answer?” “yes.”

The usurper, breaking their stoic stare, shows the smallest of smirks, stating: “good choice.” just to, right away, pull his now lover’s face into a kiss, Narinder, for a half of a second was able to enjoy the kiss as a romantic gesture, feeling all insecurity escape his body. Just for Mesh to then push both their faces closer to each other, the sheep starting to push their tongues (yes, plural.) deeper into the cat’s throat, grabbing him by the ass and lifting him to put him on his desk. The huge man getting up off their chair to then hover the desk, putting all the weight on Narinder, who’s holding for his dear immortal life whatever part of the lamb he can, pulling on the wool, the clothes, using his claws to scratch Mesh’s thick skin, slowly feeling dizzy from the lack of air due to the kiss forbidding him of such privilege, only being able to feel Mesh’s hot breath going down to his lungs, even so, if the cat died here, he’d died as a happy horny fuck.

As soon as Mesh, in all their kindness, allow their soon to be spouse to breathe, they pull up their cat off their desk, and carries him towards the door, “as a punishment for the bratty behaviour you’ve had, this is all we will do until I finish my job here, and if you keep it up, you will have to wait until our official union for us to consume this love.” and as soon as they said that, the caprine closed the door, leaving Narinder with no thought, as the little amount of blood that usually went to his head, was right now in other parts of his body, regardless, with no complain, off he went to wait at Mesh’s tent, with a boner between his legs.

As soon as Mesh sat down, they heard from one side of the desk, right where a little bed is: “ya’ll could’ve waited for me to get out so I didn’t have to see you about to fuck”. Said Inky, the red crown, who was trying to nap during this whole ordeal.

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author's note: Mesh meant "tsundere" but doesn't really know how to use the term properly".