my progesterone has a little label that says “PR” on the pill, and whenever i see that i think “oh, just hit my personal record for most most%girl” and that makes me happy
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my progesterone has a little label that says “PR” on the pill, and whenever i see that i think “oh, just hit my personal record for most most%girl” and that makes me happy
i just felt someone right click me
struggling to figure out how tumblr is losing money
The opposite of "there's an XKCD strip for this" has got to be "what the fuck do you mean there's an Achewood strip for this," less common, more alarming.
Petal can you please stop pissing on the floor, like I know you're doggirl coded but I'm tired of cleaning it up and i don't think it's healthy
At the end of the day, my thoughts on job hunting are that it's incredibly stupid how every fiber of our current socioeconomic structure is screaming that you MUST have a job and nothing else matters because you MUST be working and that's the only thing of true importance so never forget that you MUST have a job, and I'm like damn okay so I'd like a job, can I have one? And the answer is No
idek what this says i just pressed post immediately after seeing the word 'blessica'
its still funny that this is the site where ppl love to pass mental illness diagnostic labels around to each other like tokens as some sort of bonding ritual but the second you so much as allude to anything actually inhibiting your functioning or being legitimately disabling in some way suddenly its 'omg you people cant do anything' screenshots all the way down
New Ralsei reaction image dropped
Jasmine
Written for HDG Microfic Monday based on the prompt: Fleeting encounter between an Independent and an Affini.
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Ruch Bastin walked outside the doors of the local branch of the Office of Transitional Neoxenoveterinary Archeobureaucracy. With faer independence established it was time to do everything, anything or nothing. Fae could do whatever fae wanted.
One of faer ongoing projects was trying to piece together a small chamber orchestra and recommit to a hobby fae lost a long time ago. It would not be the easiest task but with the help of literally every single Affini in existence fae figured that it would be possible.
An average floret will likely be too high most of the time to indulge in the hours of dedicated practice required to master an instrument, so the only real option was finding digital sophonts who could just download all the skills required, fae guessed it might count as cheating but really it was just being efficient.
Fae walked down the promenade. What was the name of that Affini that was so knowledgeable about digital sophonts? Once fae figured that out the next step...
Fae tripped and the ground came faster than expected. The Class-E’s in faer system did not help faer reflexes react in time. Fae was going to fall. A faint smell of jasmine hit faer as faer head cracked upon hitting the...
Vine?
“Are you alright there little wildflower?” a voice spoke.
“I uh.. yeah.. sorry I think I tripped.” Ruch let out a small laugh. “Thanks for catching me, that almost went very wrong.” A handful of vines securely placed Ruch on the ground as some of the flowers on the Affinis floral dress opened.
“It was my pleasure dear wildflower. I am Gloriosa Oleaceae, Fourth Bloom, I use she/her pronouns. May I inquire your name and what had you so deep in thought you tripped? Not that you could’ve injured yourself even if I hadn’t caught you”. A vine slapped the place where faers head would have landed, the ground becoming soft upon impact. Of course, the Affini would floret-proof the promenade.
Ruch took a moment to stand up on faer feet before pressing faer left hand to faer chest, doing the slightest bow and introducing faerself. “I am Ruch Bastin, independent, fae/faer, I uh just got declared independent and was thinking about how I could make a chamber orchestra and how I could find sophonts to play instruments and... then I thought about how... digital sophonts could just download... some programs... to...”
Ms. Oleaceae looked at the wildflower in front of her with awe – no hunger – in her eyes. Her plant of origin – something similar to terran jasmine, which covered most of her floral dress - was just a pleasant smell for almost all sophonts. With a few tweaks and some clever bioengineering though, a slightly obsessed Affini might just be able to make an airborne Class-C and E cocktail.
“you... know...?” Faes eyes were not looking, faes head was empty, replaced with the smell of jasmine in faer nostrils.
Vines supported fae as Ms. Oleaceae moved fae to a nearby bench. She then removed one of her own petals and placed it on faer chest. It’s bioengineering allowed it to bond itself to faer skin and remain there without further support. Its white petals looked like a small tasteful floral accessory.
Ms. Oleaceae took Ruch’s tablet and tapped a couple of times. “I have another errand to run dear wildflower, I left my contact on your tablet, and I booked us a table at “Aster’s” at 7:30, see you later!” she walked a couple of steps before returning and lifting Ruch’s chin to meet her gaze.
“Once you feel lucid again you may smell my flower on your chest to return to this state if you wish, whenever you do you will feel warm, safe, happy and blank, just like a flower swaying in a light breeze.” She moved away from fae. “I look forward to seeing you later, little wildflower.”
A couple of minutes later fae regained faer composure, stretched faer arms and legs, took out faer tablet to set an alarm at 7:00 and did the only thing that was currently on faer mind.
Fae reached for the flower and took a deep breath.
I have been saving this since last year. Happy Earth Day everyone.
Don’t make me tap the sign.
this girl was showing all the signs of being a secret mermaid so i pushed her into the pool and she turned into a forty foot long mosasaurus which is tbh way cooler
not really sure how to get her out though
for those of you asking why i pushed her into the pool in the first place: i work for a duplicitous small town aquarium and i'm trying to kidnap mermaids to jump through hoops and shit to entertain tourists and make money. fucking obviously. now that i know she's actually a mosasaurus though i Have fallen in pure-hearted love with her
For Being Called Human Domestication Guide...
there's not really all that much being taught about domesticating humans! where's the syllabus? the $500 textbook? the closed-book exams in the middle of a lecture hall? Labs / live demonstrations are important but you need theory, too!