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mutuals, you can pick me up to put me in your inventory
Grace is on Erid, dying of malnutrition and every other disease. The Eridian scientists are fighting for their lives to try and keep Rocky’s beloved flesh blob from shrivelling up. They can’t synthesize the food he needs and it all seems hopeless. But then, in their finest hour, a beautiful dwarf descends from the thick ammonia atmosphere to provide Grace with his first proper meal in years.
It is, of course, Senshi of Izganda
Tumblr Sexyman Contest 2026 Round 5 Part 4
Stanley Pines (Gravity Falls)
Ryland Grace (Project Hail Mary)
baby photos
die die die
It's a pain in the ass, but it's my pain in the ass!
Sorry, my what? My pronouns? Oh, yeah I'm between genders at the moment. No, it's cool, I quit my last gender a little while ago because it really wasn't working out. I don't know if I even have a dream gender anymore.
Oh yeah, it did come with benefits, but they weren't really worth it. The culture was really toxic. To be honest I think I'd prefer a part-time gender so I can just be self-described in my spare time.
I mean, in a perfect world we wouldn't need gender, you know? We could just voluntarily be perceived as much as we're able, as much as makes us feel fulfilled. Having a full-time gender shouldn't be a prerequisite for food, shelter, and healthcare.
Actually witches grow from the bottom of the cave up while wizards grow from the top of the cave down
revamped design with all of my disabled keith haring style dancin' guys all together, updated to include the yellow power chair user ~
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Mobility aid positivity post!
forget me not
i need to lock in (doesnt)
i dont even know where the bit ends and i begin
playing stupid games but im really bad at them so im not even winning the stupid prizes
i’m not joking when i say that not a day goes by when i don’t think about this video
shh don’t worry catholics aren’t real
thank god. i mean thank something else
This is the 85 year old creator of Roger Rabbit:
of course you have blue curtains and subtext
It's my cat's birthday (anniversary of me getting him) so I told him the story of his life while petting him real good
Highlights include:
For your first two years (when you were small) you lived in a foster home with people who raised you into a very polite young man. Two is like you plus me, that's what two is.
Some people adopted you before me and they called you Timmy (which is a stupid name) and they returned your ass almost immediately because you were so annoying at that age.
Like think about how annoying you are right now at seven years old, but way worse.
I'm better than them though, I don't call you Timmy and I wore earplugs to bed for three years because you love to scream at bedtime. Earplugs are like when I roll over and go back to sleep even when you are yelling so so so loud.
I got you at a time in my life when I was really sick (being sick is like when I'm up late because I'm throwing up and you are a very handsome good boy who sits with me) and they had to put me asleep for a procedure. A procedure is like what happened to you when they put you asleep and took your balls away.
Now you've lived with me for five years. Five is like the number of toe beans on one of your feet. When I clip your nails five is when we're halfway done. But we're hopefully not even halfway done with how long we get to be together. I'm gonna have to figure out new ways to help you count.
Actually I've decided this is a poem