the aim of waking is to dream

Alyssa. 33. Hi, this blog is a dumpster fire. Contents may include but are not limited to: 50-75% just fucking yelling about the Silmarillion, forty posts in a row about whatever my ““Öbsêssión dû Jōur”” happens to be, detours into Dragon Age hell, being relentlessly horny on main, and probably just a lot of memes. Icon by jostencredible

[everyday-cutephoto]

[whatcoloristhatcat]

black mackerel tabby with high white spotting

[louceph]

smirking bastard with grievous grin

[cedarwool]

being an everything crafter is great but also sucks. like i want to get my watercolors out but i need to put away my microcrochet first. i want to do some leatherwork but my oil paints are on the table. i want to whittle but i'm using the bucket i catch wood shavings in to hold my papermaking mush. i want to write my book but my hands are too busy knitting a sweater. i want to code another video game but i'm too busy studying nalebinding. do you see my problem. the problem is that i need more hands

[wander-without-cause]

This is how I realized i was neurodivergent. My diagnosis of ADHD shocked no one.

[wtf-is-hockey]

God sometimes I'm writing smut and I'll like, delete a sentence because I'm like, no, I can't write that. It's too indulgent. And then it's like. Girl, what the fuck are you even going to the candy store for if you're just going to buy raisins. Get real.

[pseudospaceship]

"what the fuck are you even going to the candy store for if you're just going to buy raisins" is honestly the thing I needed to hear today

[fleshengine]

laying in bed, high as fuck, thinking about balsamic vinegar

[puppygirldick]

Its like grape soy sauce

[fleshengine]

:/

[puppygirldick]

Both are brown liquid made from mold growing on it

[fleshengine]

You know, you're not wrong. I still don't have to enjoy the truth.

[fleshengine]

Good fucking luck. I think I'm like 1-6 when it comes to people saying that on my posts. If this breaks 200 I'll be surprised.

[bigandtired-deactivated20250405]

[dragongirlsnout]

i enter the shower. hours pass. i emerge from the shower, having mixed all of my soaps and scrubs and lotions and conditioners and shampoos and body washes together in the tub in precise alchemical quantities. i smell like 314 different herbs and spices. my hair will not need washing for the next 500 days. my skin has developed protective chitinous scales. i step out of the tub and immediately slip and fall on a stray puddle of mane 'n tail and sprain my pussy

[alchemistdoctor]

Howl Pendragon

[sleepy-salami]

i've said it before and i'll say it again, but it's really neat how similar wen ning's and lan xichen's rants (at jc or wwx respectively) are

a usually reserved and mild-mannered character

going apeshit for the first time

on behalf of their loved one

who, as they think, is being horribly mistreated by the target of their rant

(even though the loved one endured some great hardship for the sake of the target in the past)

and so despite knowing that the target isn't aware of their loved one's suffering

(and the speaker themselves being involved in inflicting that suffering)

"WELL THEY SHOULD FUCKING KNOW ABOUT IT, THEN"

they deliver the truth in the most accusational way possible

to make the target feel bad and leave their loved one alone and stop causing them harm

while, crucially, not knowing that the target cared about their loved one just as much

and, whether or not it was their goal or they just wanted to hit someone with a steel chair, resolve a decade-and-a-half old misunderstanding between the target and their loved one

[sleepy-salami]

"he'll never tell and you'll never ask, FINE THEN I'M DOING IT" is such a funny character motivation too. not their circus but they've had fucking enough of the monkeys

[teathattast]

[thestorieswesay]

god it's all so true

[which-ocs]

Which OC?

[niehitomiart]

"If my eyes close forever one day, wake me up. Break the bonds of sleep…"

[aflo]

Attempting to locate a new Greek restaraunt using my gyroscope

[bob-artist]

Bittern at the grocery store

[sparkly-heretic]

A very elegant crime.

(edit: my partner just pointed out that maybe the bittern is going to pay, and that's a good point)

[bob-artist]

Don't worry, his disguise was flawless and he got away with his snack :)

[theuglymachine]

I was commissioned to make a spearhead in the shape of a great egret

[kittydesade]

@todaysbird

[pesti-devota-futurae]

lacuna mutata

[... ] a wonderful phrase

lacuna mutata

aint no [... ] craze

it means textual emendations

for the rest of your days

it's a source [...] free

ambiguity

lac[... ]

[avesanonymous]

🐦“Mr. Matchmaker”

🇧🇷 Galo-das-pradarias-grande

🇺🇸 Greater prairie-chicken

📖(𝘛𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘰)

Booming season is just over, guys... Those chickens were out there doing their thing, pumping up their yellow neck patches and calling out their mates. "Love is in the air", as they say and now it's time for baby prairie-chicks to thrive. When I first read their latin name, I honestly burst out laughing. I could not imagine Linnaeus checking this bird out and being “yo, this is the most romantic animal I’ve ever seen, imma call it cupido”. Hilarious, right? It does have a reason, though. Apparently, its erectile neck feathers are similar to Cupid’s wings. Similarly, their mating ritual is what they’re famous for. A small town in Minnesota actually adopted Mr. Matchmaker here as their official animal and built the biggest Greater prairie-chicken statue in the whole wide world. To be fair, I don’t believe the competition is very fierce. The statue portrays an adult male, because only them have the inflatable yellow patches to woo the ladies. These fierce territorial boomers mainly feed on seeds and fruits, but they can also eat some insects, if it comes to that. Our love-chickens were actually widespread across the United States, populating the prairies by the thousands. Alas, like many other bird stories we tell here, their numbers have massively dropped due to habitat loss (over 95% of prairies in the US have been turned into agricultural lands) and hunting. During the 19th century, you could see those chickens everywhere, dude. It went from huge population to near extinction in the 1930’s. They are also challenged by the introduction of exotic predators and nest competitors, like the Common Pheasant. Since we’re talking about nests, once the booming season is successfully concluded, the hens lay 5 to 17 eggs that take a bit over 3 weeks to hatch. Our chick Boomers reach sexual maturity around the age of 1, when the booming cycle starts again. By the way, if you live in the states, you can check out their display around sunset time between late March and April!

Sources:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greater_prairie-chicken

https://www.nature.org/en-us/get-involved/how-to-help/animals-we-protect/greater-prairie-chicken/

https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/world-s-largest-prairie-chicken

[depsidase]

[birdplushie]

"it's not that deep" START DIGGING!!

[magn-animously]

DIG

[14-opossums-in-a-trenchcoat]

DIG

[buriedunderyourmum]

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[hannisconfused]

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[kitsunesakii]

DIG

[yourlocalfandomfriendo]

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[apple-notplural]

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[vivitur-moritur]

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[spacecat24-7]

DIG

[chub-froggy]

DIG

[thatghostthateatspeople]

DIG

[krowbreaker]

DIG

[spid-the-spider]

DIG

[annabelle--cane]

DIG

[yellow-faerie]

DIG

[vampiraptor]

[thecryptkeeper]

i know the way people talk about their pets now is probably how we’ve been doing it for all of history. a cat owner in ancient rome saw their cat lounging on the dining pillows and commented “he thinks himself to be the senator claudius 🤣”