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verkomy

meow meow

you can get a print here

aramais

non human characters who are defined by how painfully human they are

transfaguette

from one chronically anxious person to another: the world is not going to go up in flames. What happens will be more slow, more bureaucratic, more boring. There is no catastrophe to end all catastrophes, no rapture, no sudden end. You can't give into the call of the void, because there is no void. So you just have to do the work to make tomorrow a better place, anyway. Because that's how it gets better.

transfaguette

#A lot of people want it to be too late#Because that means they can just throw their hands up and blame everyone else and not have to do the work anymore#But as long as there are people left it's never too late#Things will keep getting worse for a long time but if we keep working then it WILL turn around#We'll see some horrible days coming up but they will give way to a better future

joy-yet-again-deactivated202410

demonprincex

killjoyous

TAKE THE SHOT, TOMMY

sabertoothwalrus

telling people my goal is to be a showrunner is so embarrassing it feels like I’m telling everyone I wanna be hokage

sabertoothwalrus

I- I WANT TO BE A SHOWRUNNER! DATTEBAYO!!!!!

anexperimentallife

See also, "We're in a drought; conserve water!" Meanwhile, bottled water companies and golf courses for rich folk empty the aquifers.

emeraldastral

k009

thefreshprinceofevangelion

this gets funnier every year

itstooch

The year is 2042. Your daughter is awkwardly silent as she eats her dinner. “Something wrong sweetie?” She sighs and puts down her fork. “I was digging really deep in AO3 last night…Why didn’t you finish that coffee shop au?” It happened. Your past has come back to haunt you. Nay, it never truly left.

thefingerfuckingfemalefury

U CANNOT OUTRUN UR CRIME

leafquake23-deactivated20191022

OKAY BUT WAIT. This has happened to me. Recently. Because I am old and I have things out there from previous fandoms with previous pseuds and one day my teenager begins a rant at me about people never finishing any WIPs on the pit of voles (which he does not call the pit of voles because he has No Knowledge of such a thing but yet he still reads on which I didn’t think anyone did any longer) and he points out an example to me of something I WROTE AND LEFT WIPing for ages and he has NO IDEA #1 that his mom wrote this and #2 How much it still haunts me to this day that it will. sit. there. for. eternity. because I am too lazy to pull it down.