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almost home
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

ellievsbear
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
NASA

#extradirty
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Janaina Medeiros
DEAR READER
Keni

pixel skylines
trying on a metaphor
i don't do bad sauce passes
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@noahfromthesea
Part 1
Magic smells of salt. Like ocean tides, it carries great balance. It wraps itself around the Spirit of the Wood, good and evil, love and hate, life and death. Can you smell it in the mist—in the Cards—in your own house?
Magic smells of salt.
The girl, the King... and the monster they became.
Elspeth Spindle from One Dark Window by Rachel Gillig đź–¤
imagine you have three dads. one is your biological father. one is your uncle. one is a 500 year old spirit that resides in your head whom you call Nightmare. now guess which one's the least bad
Big fan of the Nightmare playing with Ravyn and Elspeth like this
Elspeth Spindle from The Shepherd King duology by Rachel Gillig
One Dark Window: The Maiden and The Highwayman
Thinking about a girl I grew up with who spun her dog's fur into yarn, then knitted gloves out of the yarn and how all the other kids made fun of her mercilessly for it.
And how she's now used those gloves for over thirty winters and each time she puts them on, she gets to pet her beloved dog's fur even though Ginger is long gone. And how even though her bones have long since been swallowed by the earth, Ginger is still protecting her owner from the cold.
Just an ancient pact, passed down from the earliest dogs that slept beside humans to keep us warm, continuing on for decades after one of their deaths.
Claymation
Stephen Vollo (American) - Strainer, Paintings: Oil on Canvas on Panel
I like this article because it’s not what you think it is.
the world is a strange and wonderous place
European Adder (Viperia berus), family Viperidae, Sweden
Venomous.
Photograph by Jennipher Jerrevång Uhlhorn
Dance of the Adders
This is a joke, Control would never talk to his mom like this
Earth Under Saturn's Rings
The argument that being intersex is a “biological mistake” or that nature made a mistake or that mutations are genetic mistakes or whatever is so incredibly stupid if you actually understand how evolution works. Aside from the fact that trying to use the appeal to nature fallacy about a natural event or process is incredibly stupid, mutations are supposed to happen. If we’re personifying nature here, nature wants them to happen. Mutation is what allows for evolution to happen. Yes, mutations can have negative consequences (or no consequences at all, or a mix of positive and negative consequences: for instance, the gene that causes sickle cell anemia is protective against malaria when a person is heterozygous for it. Yes, there are things that having CAIS increases my risk for, but I also am naturally less likely to get acne, for instance) but that’s what’s supposed to happen, evolutionarily speaking, because evolution is just about throwing mutations at the wall randomly and seeing what sticks. The genetic mutation that causes my intersex variation is a result of the most natural process there is. And also, mutations are what cause genetic diversity, which is incredibly important for the health of a population. People being intersex is nature working as intended.
My illustrations the most based poem about tigers by Nael, age 6
Every time I read it I feel space inside my chest expand in very *emotion* way.