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YOU ARE THE REASON
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
#extradirty
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Acquired Stardust
Love Begins
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please do yourself a favor & watch this rock climbing–themed drag king/burlesque performance set to “roxanne” by the police with all the lyrics but “rox” edited out
via @edithwigglesandgiggles on instagram
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petrology (re: ROCKS)
actual classifications: 796.5223 and 792.7
rock climbing and variety stage shows (re: drag and burlesque)
"are you gonna take those pills the rest of your life?" you mean my molecules? why surely you wouldn't deprive me of my molecules. they are shaped exactly just so, you see. my molecules
do you know how hard someone had to work to make my molecules into their molecule shapes??
they invented a new shape of molecule just for me and you want me to what, not absorb it???
reblog to remind somebody about their molecules
people who shape molecules at their jobs found this post and they're in the notes being happy to be appreciated. go take your fucking molecules
Fish-shaped interlocking paving stones.
Watson in adaptations: Holmes your plan is crazy no way I am doing all those really specific things...ok fine I guess you're the genius or whatever 🙄
Watson in canon: do you need me to kill anyone dear. my finger is on the trigger and at your command. I am here to be used. I will literally kill anyone you tell me to.
Also Watson in canon: oh you won't let me come with you to break into a dangerous criminal's house? Okay, I will call the police right now and turn you in unless you let me come with you.
In an ancient forest, shallow pools reflect not the trees above, but a luminous city of elsewhere.
what I've learnt from watching Columbo recently is that there is a prison in California somewhere with like. Almost every Columbo murderer and they're probably hanging around in their prison overalls, sighing and bitching like jaded exes who compare notes about their singular lover. Sort of like an Arkham asylum type thing. When a new guy shows up they all chorus "Did he tell you you'd make a great detective, that you were a genius, that he wanted you to help him with the case?" From their cells, pressed against the bars, hardened lifers making their own physical threats against the new fish, while the self-important most recently sentenced murderer visibly wilts at having his Columbo related individuality crushed by a wall of men who apparently once came to know Columbo in almost exactly the same ways he did
Listed four Ancient Sea Creature Diorama prints in my Etsy shop!
*Please note* U.S. orders ship once a week on TUESDAYS due to limited access to a faraway drop-off location.
古代海洋生物ジオラマ・ポスター（ほぼA4）を４種類 Etsyショップにアップしました！
some california wildflowers!
pride month!!!
Is that a miette?
Pride for you! Pride for a thousand years!!
you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!
one thing I haven't gotten critiqued on yet but that I can see looming on the horizon, is that I really like to have main characters who are non-human and autistic-coded. and I've seen the conversations about how it's not actually all that validating to have "autistic rep" if the character in question is just an alien or a robot or whatever, and I actually do agree with that (for real!), but unfortunately I want to be a creature so so bad, I just really really want to be a creature. or like a little gnome or bug or something. so a good number of my autistic self inserts will just be awful fuck ass creatures and I apologize for that.
wait that's so big-brained
Relevant
wish me luck, guys, I'm three rooms and a hall into trying to turn the Mystery Shack into a sensible floor plan
I figured out the whole "hallway to the museum leads directly into the kitchen" problem, but I'm faced with another problem.
the hall leads directly outside. which would involve adding a FIFTH entrance to the house!! (this is not including the cellar entrance because fuck me)
I may have to add more stairs.
alright, as long as I ignore the museum hallway (for now), I've got half of a decent ground floor plan. I've got the gift shop, kitchen, staircase entry way (which is connected to the back porch), and Stan's office. This gives me an extra hallway that I may turn into the plaid hallway.
I've found three fireplaces (including the woodstove in the kitchen) and there's only two chimneys. Stanford. Baby. What the fuck.
GODDAMN IT STANFORD I JUST FOUND ANOTHER FIREPLACE WHERE ARE YOUR FUCKING CHIMNEYS MAN
I think I should be legally allowed to stab Ford, actually.
We are now at three fireplaces and two wood stoves.
There is still only two chimneys.
At this rate I’m not convinced Ford’s journals aren’t the product of carbon monoxide poisoning.
AHAHAHA FUCK YOU FORD YOUR STUPID FUCKING HOUSE IS NO MATCH FOR ME
(I came up with a sensical floor plan for the ground floor, and all I had to do was ignore at least two sets of stairs, a window, add a second story)
found a program that will let me build my floor plan, which means I can translate from paper to digital! I'm psyched, honestly.
Still think I should be legally allowed to stab Ford, though.
holy SHIT I actually finished this. took me all weekend and I didn't write as a result, but I DID it! I had to flip a few things, ignored a couple windows, got rid of some stairs, and added a couple rooms and an entire story, but I DID it! my goal was to be as canon compliant as possible, which was difficult considering how many times it straight up contradicted itself. I'm like 98% positive that I included every single room seen in the show! If I missed any, please tell me so I can rip all my hair out and figure out how to include it :3
here we have the ground floor, which was the absolute worst part. shuffling all the rooms around in a way that made SENSE was just hellish.
(I know the quality isn't the greatest, but if anyone wants closer pictures or has any questions, I'll be more than happy to answer!) the second floor! honestly I struggled to think of what all to put up here aside from the bedroom and the bathroom. I ended up deciding on a small spare bedroom and a little library/reading nook.
Finally, the attic. Getting everything lined up with the museum was the tricky part, but I got it sorted out! you can see how it connects to the second floor here.
This fucking monster of a house is, ironically enough, 3,666 square feet. Lol. Lmao even. Surely that's not a bad omen.
Stanford, baby, why in the FUCK did you commission such a massive house? Did the grant committee actually look at the invoices you sent to them? Did you hire a housekeeper to upkeep the house? Was the maze really necessary?
I can only imagine how many times Stan got lost in this house. Or Soos. Or Wendy. Or the twins. I think they should all get to kick Ford in the shins for designing this, as a treat!
..... I just. Realized something.
there's a chimney running up through the attic. right by DIpper's bed. The attic bedroom is directly above the museum section of the house.
THERE'S ANOTHER FUCKING FIREPLACE IN THIS HOUSE
Happy black cat day!!
Here are some black cats I've drawn through the years
u/Fine-Dog-9874
the same end, again and again
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The slightest impression registered at the edge of the Watcher's awareness, as the presence of some small silent familiar can be felt when it lands upon the bed. Someone newly arrived through the aetheryte, he presumed, Hydaelyn's chosen or one of their compatriots, and he waited patiently in case they arrived seeking knowledge. It had been some few weeks since their victory over Meteion, he believed. Such measurements held little meaning to him, but the Loporrits were quite enamored of schedules and deadlines, and the chatter on their occasional visits (less occasional, now that they were seemingly permanently awake) had done much to bring him back into Etheirys's time.
The moments passed, and more followed, until they flowed around and over him, dreamlike, as they often had in the last twelve thousand years. He was moved from his reverie after some uncertain time by an awareness of patterns in movement, eddies on the tide. Nearby lunar beings had left a great lacuna in the local aether, their usual wanderings distorted as they gave a wide berth to—ah—the sundered visitor, whoever they were. Though his curiosity could no longer be piqued, it could at least be roused from its slumber, and he made his way up the stairs to the balcony outside to survey the pale dust below.
In the middle of the lunar plain, Hydaelyn's chosen slumped, doubled-over, clinging to Her old familiar.
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One of the great advantages of being the savior of Etheirys is that when you need to have a breakdown and grapple with your guilt, you can do so alone on the moon, if you like.
Well, not quite alone.
(one-shot, 1716 words, post-endwalker, intentionally vague and undefined wol, guilt and grief under time loop conditions)
Ahh, it’s back
i have disproportionately strong feelings about this.
A doll youtuber I watch has made a video about the history of Polly Pocket, and she's describing the plots of the dvd specials, one of which features an elderly woman named Ms. Throckmorton, and my reaction was
Cat, what do you suggest for someone who had a really bad day?
worry not for im know somebeody whom is expert in vanquishinge bad days
he is beinge summoned. remain calmb
cousin bartók is arrivinge imminently !
cousin bartók have arrived bearinge mighty furs & soothinge gift of moss. bad days are now vanquished permanentlé
