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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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Cosmic Funnies
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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almost home

if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
we're not kids anymore.
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@sigmarhada
Ludovisi Ares (Roman copy after a Greek original from ca. 320 BC), 1622, Gianlorenzo Bernini.
wilyacme.
When Ardaka booped her nose, Vanx blinked a few times in rapid succession. She typically reciprocated such affection in a giggly matter, but now she felt wronged, so she did try to bite him.
She just snapped up air, though—leaving Vanx to stare up at Ardaka. All the sudden, her ears drooped, and her eyes took a watery sheen as she hung her head low.
“I guess..” Excuse her as she sniffles. “You don’t believe in me.”
“i know you’re faking it.” ardaka’s response was void of the emotion that many would usually take up with the cub as she sniffled. it was a common tactic of a kariian kit-- watery tears and droopy ears in a manipulative attempt to play at their guardian’s weak points. as it was, though, he knew what she was doing.
and yet, he still sighed, and his voice still took on a softer tone as he continued, “guns are too dangerous, vanx. you could seriously hurt someone.”
wilyacme·.
She makes an odd sort of sound, something crossed between a scoff and a gasp of disbelief.
Her little paws slam against the table as she seethes, “I am VERY responsible! I’m responsible all the time!”
“you’re about as responsible as--” ardaka paused, then turned around, bending his knees just enough to be able to boop a finger against vanx’s nose-- quick enough to pull his hand back just in case she tried to bite. “--a child. i will teach you self defense, but guns can wait until you’re older.”
wilyacme.
“Fine. You’re being a KO-VOR-A again.” She watched Ardaka dismantle the gun with an ever-souring face. Now, she realized that if she wanted to play with his equipment, she’d have to persuade him rather than sneak around him.
“I thought you said you would teach me how to shoot for self defense. Teach me now!”
“ no. ” the elder kariian snorted, glancing down to the child at his feet. she was so demanding and stubborn it put vin to shame. “ you’re not ready yet. perhaps when you are more responsible. ”
posting this cuz it’s his most accurate ref rn
“ don’t you have better things to do? ” he didn’t realize how rude it sounded until it left his mouth. ears angled backwards, and ardaka coughed before hastily finishing; “ i mean-- i thought you had a job tonight. ”
@vin-robles
wilyacme.
There was a rumbling kind of growl from somewhere under the table, as Ardaka once again thwarted her plans. She just wanted to look at Ardaka’s gun, but of course, he was making a big deal out of it—like always.
Vanx stomps out from under the table, and with a huff, she crossed her arms on top of the table and glared at Ardaka. “How do YOU know what I want to deal with? You’re just being a kokova,” kakava, she meant, “again.”
“ that is not correct, ” he replied instantly, almost absentmindedly, in response to her incorrect wording. unbothered, ardaka returned to his work; dismantling yet another gun, this one in a myriad of harmless pieces. “ it’s kakava. and it isn’t an insult. you’re thinking of kovora. ”
“ stop trying to touch it. ” for a third time, ardaka reached out and slid the gun out of reach, once more undoing the vanx’s efforts to grapple it. “ i don’t want you shooting yourself. ...you’d probably be fine, but neither of us want to deal with it. ”
@wilyacme
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i always get told i look like a bitch bc im always glaring while i walk but im not glaring im squinting i have sensitive eyes theyre watering
Sonia Ettyang, from “Lone Wolf,” originally published c. September 2018
cause i’m not the one
I’m Not The One // The Black Keys