the corvid

guess what my favourite animal is bitches we, here, are a he/him or an it/its or even a they or just a bird, if you don't want an owl in YOUR house.

[knightsocks]

heyo

Please don't ask me for/about donations, commissions, or anything to do with money.

knock knock noski speaking. we write, we art, we create. so many ocs. we also engage in many fibre arts, listen to music on the daily and read. sometimes even we play video games. waow.

i really like birds. don't be scared of the bird addiction.

oh and my chemical romance. do not fear it. i simply am very autistic about it (aka we got a spin and it's. it's intense)

tad bit more info on me myself+ I:

how to refer to me: noski

gayness meter: so gay 😔😔😔 (what even is gender/ace/pan/idfk anymore)

other identity things: i am in pain most of the time and am a transgender with an agenda

other things about me: If I say weird shit please if you're okay with it ask about it because I often have trouble explaining my thoughts, especially online, and I don't want people to misunderstand.

Current mental state: not too bad not too bad

Some ongoing interests of mine (aka tell me things about them or ask me though I don't really know very much) (yet)

- Anything to do with ornithology, herpetology, entomology, general ecology and/or botany (inform me)

- Hamilton

- Undertale

- mcr

- POWcreations stuff, especially Rats + Vampires

- Life series

- Mediaeval history. Tell me everything.

I just kinda hang. rebog shit. whatever, honestly. most of my original posts are crack usually but sometimes I'll actually have something valuable to say.

LINKS:

the odysseus ramble relevant to EPIC the musical: found here

Art: @noski-does-art is now where you'll find that. I'm not removing the art off of here cuz i can't be bothered but it'll all be there and LINKED, hopefully.

this'll probably get updated when I have other things to say, new hyperfixations or want to change shit, but for now this is it. seeya.

[tadssstrange]

Some trans radfems, recently

[valtsv]

anon hate economy is in shambles they're sending me cartoon criminal with a striped black and white shirt and burlap sack with a dollar sign on it ass anons now

[tadssstrange]

Some trans radfems, recently

[ceevee5]

[sunshine-sabre]

there's no satisfaction in being right about the boat sinking when you are also on the boat, never mind below decks, with no hope of a rescue. I don't like smugly saying I Told You So because despite being ardent and vocal and pushing for strategies to mitigate climate change, my people are still dying. Black and Indigenous people in the United States and Canada are nearly always right when it comes to how we navigate disasters collectively, and they're never listened to except for after the fact (usually when its too late!! Huh! Wonder why that is!)

Folks want a quote from a Black or Indigenous person for their blog, but they don't wanna change their environments or GOD FORBID their consumer habits, even as the oceans rise to your door and the wildfires and logging bring down every old-growth forest.

(the history you cut out and paste into your cutesy little Revolutionary Scrapbook is still happening and still being made, btw. Your actions are part of it.)

anyway. I'm sitting here under a pungent yellow sky and aching for my people and the forests of Ontario. The Namaygoosisagagun First Nation (Collins First Nation, for the colonizers) fled on boats while the trees next to their houses burned. Thunder Bay is full of displaced Indigenous peoples trying to breathe with air full of ash. Gayaashki-zaagiing Anishinaabeg (Gull Bay First Nation, again, for You Folks) peoples were ordered to evacuate in the middle of the night and were just told there are no accommodations for them, now that they've escaped. Thousands of people scrambling for protection and safety, while a bunch of white colonizers complain about the smell of smoke.

None of this is new. It's all a very old song.

But, as my mother would say, the drums will get louder and louder until you listen.

[avalonjoan]

Love that you’re making it clear exactly what physical demands this job has, but could you possibly, potentially, phrase it differently?

[sternfleck]

My resume

[samthecookielord]

Man i hope im not mischaracterizing or flanderizing the character....

>looks inside source material again

>they are exactly like that

>sometimes even more like that than i remembered

[mizuthe-cat]

awesome how you can just have ocs and they live in your brain forever and torment you

[captain-price-returns]

[captain-price-returns]

the average red state is closer to Sharia Law than Zohran’s NYC

[captain-price-returns]

[uptownthots]

“it isnt something you have to read critically” well 😭

[uptownthots]

this technically is true but I think this also perfectly encapsulates why I am inherently distrustful of like. “”cozy”” “turn your brain off” fiction lmfao. like okay WHO gets to turn their brain off and who has to suffer through bigoted caricatures of themselves while everyone else is having cozy silly no brain time 😐

[what-even-is-thiss]

I dug down pretty far in my Minecraft world and found a cavern that had been infected by the deep dark. Or in other words, free experience if you’re quiet enough.

[what-even-is-thiss]

idk why I even want experience because I always forget that enchanting tables exist but you know. Number go up.

Anyways I’m figuring out how to evict the warden and his ilk from my basement. I’m gonna bring the grass underground and then fill this place with pink sheep. It’s gonna be so noisy.

[what-even-is-thiss]

No wait I can also make blue sheep huh.

New plan. Underground transgender sheep farm. I’ve just gotta evict the warden first.

It’s still gonna be super noisy.

[what-even-is-thiss]

I am prepared to strip the land bare to get enough dirt for my massive underground sheep farm. Complete with ominous pits.

Don’t need to wait for wolves to kill your sheep when they can just fall down a hole.

[were--ralph]

i think i said this one before but i remember we used to go to church and one day on the way i just out of the blue asked the car "how do we know god is real? what if people just made him up" and the adults all got super mad at me and gave me generic answers like "we just know" and stuff and my ass was fucking CURIOUS so when church started i asked the Sunday School teacher and she was like "well the bible was written about him" or something like that and i was like "but someone wrote Curious George and hes not real, what if someone made him up too" and she was like irritated but was like "he's a talking monkey of course hes not real, children just like fun stories" or something like that and i don't remember exactly what i said but it was something very close to "but adults like stories too! how do you know he's not made up so because adults want to believe in something too?" and she got SUPER mad and i had to apologize in front of the church but i saw an opportunity so i was like "but no one answered me so i still dont know and i guess you guys don't either" and [everyone] got super mad and none of us could go to that church anymore

the adults were okay to go to church again but me and my siblings had sundays off from that point on and that was kind of a catalyst for the way my brother and sister perceived religion

[2colde]

i love leaning into a bad feeling #mytwistingknife

[carpe-mamilia]

One million pounds to the writer of this caption in the Guardian please