Anyone in the Pacific time zone - you are now either my kid, my friend, or part of my polycule
Sorry, I don't make the rules
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blake kathryn
Sade Olutola
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
we're not kids anymore.

izzy's playlists!

Janaina Medeiros
DEAR READER

Origami Around
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Acquired Stardust
Misplaced Lens Cap
AnasAbdin

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Stranger Things
Sweet Seals For You, Always
NASA
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Anyone in the Pacific time zone - you are now either my kid, my friend, or part of my polycule
Sorry, I don't make the rules
a special delivery, mostly intact 💌
[ID: A digital illustration of a tiny red dragon clutching an envelope with its mouth and hands. The envelope has a red wax seal, that is dripping down slightly on one side near its snout.
A curl of smoke is coming out of its snout, and the letter is somewhat ripped and battered where it is clutched, but largely intact.
The dragon is looking at the viewer curiously and posed in flight vertically. End ID]
A long time ago someone made the effort to document these two going bananas and I am grateful. Photos from my collection, no date/info.
talking like point-and-click game narration to the bugs in my room
you can't get out that way!
that's not very helpful.
maybe the open window will help.
try the open window instead.
person typing into google search bar: obfuscate meaning
google ai overview: Understood! From now on, all meaning will be hidden from you, and you'll be forced to wade through the dreary vastness. Whether it's things you've always held dear, or new ideas you've yet to discover, nothing will make sense or appear to have any real value. This could be the beginning of a fascinating journey!
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image ID: excerpt from an interview transcript between andrew christie and bill watterson:
CHRISTIE: What about Gary Larson?
WATTERSON: I really like the lunacy of The Far Side. It's a one-panel strip, so it's a slightly different animal than a four-panel strip like mine. I don't really compare one-panel strips to four-panel strips because there are different opportunities with each. Larson's working with one picture and a handful of words, and given that, I think he's one of the most inventive guys in comics. The four-panel strip has more potential for storyline and character involvement than just a single panel. But I do enjoy his stuff a lot.
CHRISTIE: What about Jim Davis?
WATTERSON: Uh... Garfield is...(long pause)... consistent.
CHRISTIE: Ooo-kay...
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everyone talks about the ocasional like from the respected mutual that makes you go oh thank god you haven't unfollowed me but no one ever talks about how it will never be on a good post. it's never you at your posting best it's always on some bullshit like: made sanbwich. with loaf (bad pun for love)
Imagine being one of the parents for the kids in the Magic School Bus class. Getting those field trip permission slips home every single night.
Like what, another one? Doesn’t she teach? This just says Inside a Dog
Ms Frizzle sending you one (1) permission slip at the beginning of the year to cover all the field trips and you’re like huh that’s a little unusual but I guess it’s efficient at least and then you open it and it’s written like This
Me when I see the word beaʃte
In my head: ah! The archaic form of the letter s! Being a casual scholar of linguistics myself I am well aware that though it resembles the letter f in modern typography in fact it is phonetically identical to s! How foolish it would be to stumble into such a simple lexiconical pitfall!
Me aloud to myself every time: beeft
My grandma just called and, among other things, said “You have hips. That’s good! Men like hips!” and then she interrupted herself to say “Women like hips. People of your preferred gender like hips. I can never remember” And I was like “Thanks grandma! My preferred gender is none of them, no thanks.” and she was like “Okay, no one will comment on your hips!” very self satisfied, like “aha, I have figured it out” I think like half her grandkids are some variety of not-straight and she can’t always remember which is which but she is the epitome of like “she’s a little confused, but she’s got the spirit!”
Update: I gave it some thought and my estimate was wrong. Of the grandkids that are out, it’s 1/3, not ½
I told my grandma that I’d told my friends about what she said and that some of y’all had said you wished she was your grandma, and she said “Well, you can never have too many grandkids!” So like…consider her your honorary grandma* I guess? *if you want an honorary grandma, that is
Update on my grandma: I told her my hair was standing up, but instead of straight line it was diagonal and she said “That’s okay, you’ve never been straight!” and then laughed so hard at her own joke I thought she was going to drop the phone
Happy almost pride month! Have my confused-but-supportive grandma!
An update: my grandma just called me to ask if I knew it was pride month
Happy pride month!!
Trans Cat Noir AU - part 8
This page is pretty much the same as in canon... yeah ok I just wanted to draw the umbrella scene.
Anyways uhhhh happy pride month? Sorry that it took a while to make this part. I could blame top surgery, but honestly I just got out of the habit of drawing comics and struggled to get back into it. Comics are hard.
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reclaiming character designs from an old project ☕
I was raised on the strict principle that the driver only drives. Shotgun seat is a duty, not a privilege. Second seat is the first passenger, the second in command. Shotgun does everything that the driver needs done. Driver wants water, shotgun hands them the water bottle, already opened, and closes it after the driver has had their drink. Shotgun manages the navigator, googles things that popped into the driver's head and wants to look up real quick. Reads the driver's incoming texts and texts back as the driver dictates - upon the driver's request. Driver only drivers. If your ass itches you don't take your hands off the fucking wheel, the secondant scratches it for you.
Then you sit down in the car of someone who's an excellent never-had-a-crash driver and watch in horror as they go 80 kmh on a curving forest road, opening a water bottle one-handed while applying lip balm with the other, changing music by pecking their phone's touch screen with the tip of their nose like a bird, all the while steering with their left ass cheek, and you feel your soul leave your body just in case your body is also gonna leave the car after it, through the windshield, in the near foreseeable future.
hey i noticed that when you called your pokemon back int its ball the red energy kind of wrapped around it shibari-style and it moaned instead of the normal thing
crabs are so gentle, they can be so kind. their claws? precise little things, so careful in the sand, so careful with food. they do what they must to live and wave their claws to express their joy to the world for giving so much to them, for giving such kindness to these creatures known as crabs. please be gentle to crabs
i was on. a new sleep medication last night