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@natalieironside – this seems like something you might find neat!
….. I need it
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Spider Oil Lamp // TrendGlasses
@natalieironside – this seems like something you might find neat!
….. I need it
I had planned to do something totally different with my day but instead I made a whole bunch of pride birds! I plan to put them on Redbubble asap.
Lesbian: pink-headed warbler Gay: eastern rosella Bi: varied bunting Trans: lilac-breasted roller Genderqueer: woodstar Aro/ace: pink-headed fruit dove
ADDITIONAL BIRBS
Pansexual: oriental dwarf kingfisher Nonbinary: gouldian finch Asexual: purple-crowned fairywren
Sapphic: red-tailed comet Aromantic: dusky-headed conure
I couldn’t resist making more pride birds today, especially after I discovered that the scientific name of the red-tailed comet is Sappho sparganurus. Sappho, you guys!! This bird is named after her!!
Guess who! Lesbian cockatoo. :)
Redbubble has buttons now!
Happy pride month everyone!!! Have a bronzewing pigeon. :) (Redbubble)
Finally! The Vosmaeri eclectus for the polyamory flag. While not an orientation or gender identity, the polyam flag is still very popular at pride events.
I thought the eclectus was perfect for this flag because unlike other parrots, they’re nonmonogamous. What a fun coincidence that they happen to match the flag so well and to be a personal favorite of mine.
(Redbubble)
Genderfluid violet-backed starling! I had a lot of fun drawing this one; I’m getting less afraid to draw iridescence on birds.
Despite all the frustration they cause for American naturalists, starlings are delightful, intelligent creatures. (Redbubble link)
God should release new birds that look like this as an apology for making this fucking pandemic.
Good news: these are all real birds that already exist!
Tumblr won’t let me add any more photos but please!!! look them up. The real birds are more beautiful than my pictures.
Hey tumblr... been a while...
Okay, so this is reaching out to Lokean fam out there (an irony in that sentance). TLDR at the bottom.
I just woke up, so I'll edit any typos later, but the dream is the topic;
at first it was like any other run of the mill dreams I get, speratic, confusing and weird, but as it started to come into a "cohesive story", I realized the person who looked like a younger version of my mother didn't have her presence, having fox and wolf vibes instead of cat and magpie vibes but paid it no mind, and that they seemed to be getting irritated with me as it went on.
The themes of the dream seemed to be finding out a mystery and what happened to some children who went through an adoption system before it changed to a totally different cast, I still had the question of "what happened to the kids?" while tricking someone into letting me into a place I'd apparently been to years before, but I was instructed by my "mother" to make it seem like I was invited by the people inside to the person out letting me in, and the opposite for those inside. But the one looking like my mother jumped the barrier and made it look like they'd stepped out for a smoke, again to appear as if they were meant to be there to the one coming in and like the one coming in invited us to those already in.
It was a large family setting inside of several ethnicities, and I only vaguely recognized the person I came in with, but a large shared meal was placed on a table, "mother" very comfortably grabbing an empty plate and digging in, but getting annoyred at my delay to ask for my own while I sat next to the person who seemed to be a father figure to most of the table. After the meal, or possibly during, "mother" asked me to follow them out for a chat and had me open and close the gate latch to jog my memory, as I did, everything went dark as their voice dropped and stated "Then let me run your memory!" And in the darkness I could feel something big and see a cloud of steamed breath.
It wasn't an opposing presence, until I questioned out a name; "...Fenris?"
The responding "Yes!" was filled with an angry annoyance as it snapped an invisible jaw shut so close that I felt teeth graze my clothes and skin as it woke me up in a jolt of sudden yet mild fear and left a pressure on me.
I didn't recognize the house, the yard or the family, but something about turning the handle on that gate seemed familiar/important...
TLDR: I think I might have either accidentally called upon the great wolf Fenris/Fenrir in my dream or been called upon by him after using an image of my mother to get close, but my mind isn't making connections between "Solving Mysteries," "Fractured Maturnal Bonds," "Finding Children," "Gates" and Fenris/Fenrir, the getting annoyed at not insisting on my place at the table I can kind of get though.
All I can remember from my dream last night was having issues with train lines and a woman greeting me as a “fellow shape shifter” and getting mad when my response was “I wish, but I haven’t quite got there yet,”
Is…. is there something I’m not telling me?
No, but seriously, thinking on it, it’s not the first time I’ve had a dream where someone approached me regarding some form of shapeshifting I could supposedly do and proceeded to get upset because my response was either questioning or “not yet”
Like, I haven’t changed forms aside from human growth as far as I know? Unless you count my costumes and makeup? But not changing forms? I get too confused about what I’d look like to even change my mental image/form properly?
So, a possible reason, dear past self, is turns out we're gender fluid, we change between Masc and Fem presenting, we aren't overly good at it yet, but getting better at Masc makeup.
This isn't 100% guaranteed to be why figures in dreams kept getting upset at us not shapeshifting "yet", but I don't recall any dreams like that really sticking since I came out and realized ourself
┏┓ ┃┃╱╲ in this ┃╱╱╲╲ house ╱╱╭╮╲╲ we ▔▏┗┛▕▔ appreciate ╱▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔╲ Keeping terfs out of the witchblr community because our fellow trans, nonbinary, and male witches deserve respect ╱╱┏┳┓╭╮┏┳┓ ╲╲ ▔▏┗┻┛┃┃┗┻┛▕▔
In case people forgot
JUSTICE FOR CASEY GOODSON
On December 4th, 2020, Casey Christian Goodson Jr. (23 years old) was shot three times in the back and murdered by a Sheriff’s Deputy as he was entering his home in Columbus, Ohio. Goodson’s family stated that he was returning home from a dentist appointment, holding a Subway sandwich, his face mask, and his keys, when he was shot.
Two days later, the Columbus Police Department made a statement alleging that Jason Meade, the deputy responsible for Goodson’s death, saw a man believed to be Goodson with a gun while driving. Meade then approached Goodson after he exited his car and walked home, where he was shot.
Hours after the shooting, the US Marshal for the Southern District of Ohio, Peter Tobin, confirmed that Goodson was not the fugitive they were searching for. However, Tobin also added that he believed that the shooting was justified, claiming that Goodson was shot after he refused to drop his “weapon.”
Yet another Black man murdered by the police.
DEMAND JUSTICE.
art credit: @alex.albadree on instagram
graphics credit: @worldawarenessassociation on instagram
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Correction as of 12/8: The second page of the graphic had a typo. The deputy who killed Goodson is Jason Meade, not James Meade.
Don't Judge,
Judge not by the skin bared, Judge not by the blood of birth, Judge not for the heart held, Judge not for the home once lived, Judge not for the body born
Judge not but admiration for the battles fought, Judge not but admiration for the journey traveled, Judge not but admiration for the garbs of choice, Judge not but admiration for challenges overcome,
Judge not by name nor gossip spread, But by words spoken and actions made instead, Judge not by illness, not now nor then, But by kindness shared from heart within,
"OOOOH~ Kew Likes Genji Shimada from Overwatch~!"
Oh, I'm sorry, you don't think his growth as a character after what he went through is admirable? They designed his smile to be dorky in his pre-Hanzo-fight skins, and his "present" timeline self is a gushy mix of hopeful, serious about protecting justice, and comfort in his own dorkiness.
As a dork myself who has only recently started coming to peace with my own quirks after years of hating myself and my position in society to the point of convincing myself I mustn't have been human, I really like his character build/story and gain a little hope from it even. Similarly to Loki, both as Lopt and his Marvel namesake, and several other characters I admire and adore.
I love characters who you can see grow from their past hurts and pains, their success in such things brings me joy and hope.
Besides, this year is an all-round rollercoaster, Imma take joy where I can, even in fiction
So apparently there's a lot of people on Tik Tok claiming to be witches that are teaching people things like "Cover the soil/earth with salt to purify it of bad energy :) "
No!?? That is literally how you salt the earth, like all those stories of barren lands where mourning royals or gods didn't want to see any life that would remind them of the lost so they made sure nothing would grow.
Also, why did no one tell me 27 was a day of manifesting? My birthday would've been way cooler to have spell sessions xD (I am kidding, I haven't been overly witchy in a while =/ but hey, we all need some down time)
I wonder how many gay people are actually transgender & dont know it because people thing being transgender is transitioning when it’s literally just not being cis.
like I had a friend tell me last night “all my life I wanted to be a girl. even to this day, like if someone told me I could transition & look like you or *insert another trans woman idk* I would do it in a heartbeat” and when I was like omg ur transgender he was surprised? like he was like wait just wanting to be a girl makes me transgender even if I dont do anything about it? and like its harder to pinpoint non binary people but if u have a desire be a different gender ur transgender. transitioning is a choice but being transgender is not.
“One of the symptoms of being a girl is wanting to be a girl.” Don’t remember where I heard that but the quote is my life.
This is one of the posts I can explicitly pinpoint as helping me realize that I might not be cis. The biggest symptom of being trans is wanting to not be your gender. It can also be dysphoria, it can also be euphoria, it can also be presentation, but wanting to be something else is all you really need.
#wait so ur telling me#‘i dont want to have a gender’#can mean#‘i dont have a gender??’ I would also like to know… for reasons
Confirmed. How to know you’re agender: You don’t want to be anything else. You look at the options for gender and gender presentation and decide to go back to bed
Bold of you to assume I got out of bed
Nah but seriously thanks for the insight
So, if I look at gender and say “this is some bullshit and I want no part of it”, I guess that makes me agender?
if that’s how you wanna identify, yeah.
feeling anything mentioned in this post doesn’t mean you have to identify as trans, but feeling anything in this post is literally all that’s necessary to identify as trans if you want to.
fuck gatekeepers forever.
👏if👏you👏don't👏feel👏cis👏you're👏possibly👏not👏cis👏
i mean this is literally what jvn said
This is one of those things where you can go 25+ years of your life not realising that actually no not everyone secretly wishes they were some mashup of male and female and that you are, in fact, genderfluid as fuck.
You can want to be the other gender.
You can want to be another gender.
You can want to divorce all connection to the gender you were born into.
You can want to keep it as an origin point that shapes your journey.
You can want to be more than one gender at once.
You can want to be more than one gender, at different times.
You can want to be no gender.
You can want to be sort of in between genders.
You can want to be both genders.
You can want to be rid of gendered body parts you already have.
You can want to keep gendered body parts while also being another gender.
You can want to be rid of them but not want the side effects of excising them.
You can feel dysphoria at being shaped like/viewed as/treated like a gender you don’t want.
You can feel euphoria at being shaped like/viewed as/treated like a gender you do want.
You can change your mind or adjust your goals or refine your wishes.
You can be stationary and fixed in your identity.
You can be fluid and changing.
You can be extremely gendered in your presentation.
You can be not very gendered in your presentation.
You can be androgynous.
You can be a little of both.
You can be a lot of both.
If gender is a line you can cross, as the words trans (across/on the other side of) and cis (here/on the same side of) indicate, you can cross it in any way you like, including dancing on top of it.
Be happy.
Be you.
This is an extremely affirming post.
The type of the mother I’m trying to be. Not just encourage bodily autonomy, but reward displays of it, even when it might make someone else in the room uncomfortable.
I’ve made so many people uncomfortable in supporting my daughter’s personal space. People will try to hug her, she’ll sometimes say “No, thank you” and the adult will look at me to make her do it, but I just say “It’s ok honey, you don’t have to hug anyone you don’t want to.” It makes people irrationally huffy, making me feel even more justified in supporting my daughter’s choices. Creeps.
I legit had to mom-voice some random woman with a “she said no!” when she tried to force a hug on Madison. (who was not very good at verbalizing to people she didn’t know/trust at the time)
She replied, “I just want a hug, it won’t hurt her.”
Me: She. Said. No.
There aren’t many things more important than letting my daughter know that I have her back when it comes to something like this.
I work with five year olds and I had a very long talk with them about permission and that your body belongs to yourself and no one else. “Even if you want to hug your friend, you need to stop and ask if it’s okay and if they don’t want you to touch them, you should respect that choice and not do it.” they were like “cool” and then every time after that they had no problem asking their friends “can I give you a hug?” Or “can I hold your hand?” Very politely. If their friend said no, they shrugged and went on with their life. They even started asking me if they could hug me or if it was okay to hold my hand when they were sad. And I always ask when they need comfort “do you need or want a hug?” If they say no, I ask “okay, let me know what we can do as a class to help you feel better. Quiet time? Do you want a stuffed animal? Sit on the couch? Do you need some time alone?” They verbalize what they need and they become aware of their own autonomy and their ability and power to say “no.” Just because someone is an adult does NOT give them the right to hug a child who has said “no” or “no thanks.” Teach then that they own their own body, and no one else is in charge of it. Teach them the power of NO.
^^^^^this is so important
Whenever a kid refused to high 5 me for whatever reason, I make a point to say “thank you for stating your boundaries”.
My husbands family get so offended when my stepdaughter doesn’t want a hug. I just tell them “no, she said she doesn’t want one”. They often try to force her to hug them or just grab her. It starts young, and they learn their body isnt their own.
When I first met my stepdaughter, if I asked for a hug, she wouldn’t say no, but she’d go into a protective stance and just wait. She was waiting for me to violate her boundaries. I told her “you don’t have to give me a hug if you don’t want one. You’re allowed to say no”. It took a while, but now she’s happy saying no.
Children have a right to boundaries as much as an adult does. Don’t violate a child’s boundaries.
It means a lot to me, for reasons I won’t go into, that you’re teaching your stepdaughter that. We need to teach more kids about this, and for that matter, need to teach adults to respect kids’ boundaries.
Very important to tech both, children AND adults!
Me: A big day planned tomorrow ^-^
My Brain: Let's toss and turn and stare at the ceiling blankly until 4am :D
In conclusion, I have a headache and need coffee 🙃
dere you go
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ey you lil shits
lets just talk about this here cookie recipe
this shit
is
the
BOMB
HOLY SHIT
I JUST FINISHED THIS AND WOW IT TASTES AMAZING
YES
WONDERFUL
1000000/10 WOULD ATE AGAIN
For magic improvements on thing that is already perfect:
Use one spoon white sugar, and one spoon brown if you have it.
After microwave, before noms, add vanilla ice cream.
\o/
salt is a flavour enhancer, add just a tiny dash, not enough to make it salty.
Because I love you all.
reblogging cause i need to save this
A note for those who have trouble measuring butter with a spoon as I do: one cup I am sixteen tablespoons. Butter/margarine bricks are usually a half a cup, so just cut one eighth of that amount
These are really good! And yes, for the love of god, if you have it use white sugar and brown sugar, add just a pinch of salt, and as many chocolate chips as you darn well please. Great with icecream, whipped cream on top, or a tall glass of milk (keep in mind you gotta eat it with a spoon, you can’t dip it in milk)
Super college friendly (trust me)
I made this and it’s super awesome! Bonus things you could add: butterscotch flavoring, cut up KitKats, torn apart Milkyways, and stolen ice cream!
Ohhhh boy kiddos have at it!
Reblogging so I remember to do this
Just made this but am out of chocolate chips so used hot chocolate powder a splash of milk and marshmallows. HEAVANLY
this bitch empty, TWEET
Have any of you heard of the Harvard MIT Pigeon Prank?
An MIT student dressed in a black-and-white striped shirt went to the Harvard football stadium every day of one summer, blowing a whistle while scattering breadcrumbs or birdseed to coax neighborhood pigeons down onto the field. At Harvard’s opening game of the season, upon the referee’s first whistle, it’s said that hundreds of pigeons descended onto the field, causing a half-hour delay.
Me: *comes up with a witty handle for an alter account* *searches several medias to check it isn't taken*
Medias including Tumblr: "There's nothing with this word in it," "No users with that name,"
Me: *tries to make side blog for alter*
Tumblr: "Great name, but it's taken,"
Also Tumblr directly after: "Nothing matches your search, did you type it wrong?"
A hidden account, maybe? Either way, I need to go back to the drawing board...