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I’m basically an Andi Mack blog at this point. I post mainly about the girls in the show, and stuff involving them. 16**She/Her**Cis**Not Straight™️ with a preference towards girls

[squidbroom]

you cannot make this shit up

[natpetersoncore]

[cottagaco]

who else got the moose passage on the lit exam

[vcfdfgl]

Moose?!

Everyone seems to have gotten some clock guy or Selena but please tell me I’m not the only one who got an excerpt about some guy named Moose tripping over bushes and being pretensions. 

[coloured-braids]

I’m going down the Barbie movies lane🌸

[mat2modblog]

Am I the only one who finds it odd that Jessica was willingly working at a shelter with a euthanization time limit policy?

Honestly with the way she’s portrayed in general, It kind of feels like the show is produced by liberal radical extremists who are trying to paint us progressives as hypocritical slacktivists like there aren’t plenty of liberal radical extremists who are hypocrites.

As a lazy low-key variant of a “keyboard warrior” myself, I’m really in no position to counter the slacktivist part though. (At least I am aware of my personal shortcomings)

[vcfdfgl]

IRL kill shelters are only kill shelters because they’re mandated by the government to take in literally all animals given to them, meaning their resources are way more limited than “no-kill” shelters. “No-kill” shelters still euthanize animals, as I tearfully found out as a 15 y/o volunteer at the SPCA-they get their ‘no-kill’ title because they don’t put down “animals that could become pets”, so sick, violent, and neonatal animals can be and often are put down in these shelters w/out losing their no-kill title. And that’s even with their ability to turn animals away when their resources are lacking. Nobody at a shelter likes killing animals, it literally just comes down to resource availability. That’s why volunteers like Jessica are so important. An added foster means more space for another animal, and less need for a time limit on an animal’s life.

[lily-orchard]

The only thing that disappoints me a little about Aliana in terms of hair is that it's still very euro centric but it isn't that huge of a deal, I'd just like to see more black women in media that are considered powerful and beautiful with 4c hair and not being as close to assimilation as possible

Is 4c different from regular curly? Because Aliana's hair is curly

[vcfdfgl]

The “Curly Hair Type and Associated Needs” Section of this article gives a really good overview of the different curly textures. The whole thing is actually a really good guide/analysis/things-to-consider when writing a character with curly or Afro-texture hair in high action/low resource environments, but it is long (very detailed), so if you just want the quick overview of hair textures skip to that part.

https://writingwithcolor.tumblr.com/post/183318845420/caring-for-natural-curly-hair-in-a-setting-with

Writing with Color

Caring for natural (curly) hair in a setting with no access to modern hair products So it’s the apocalypse. Your curly-haired character is o

[wastedandhigh]

Anti

[asphalt-cocktail]

It has a nice ring to it

[bogleech]

“Get out of here” is a grammatically weird statement when you think about it and it’s basically like saying “RECEIVE YOUR LEAVE” which I think we should say instead anyway

[vi14m2lg7m]

Being the uncle of spiderman is the equivalent of an anime mom wearing a side braid

[vcfdfgl]

[jakemorph]

art is hard 99.8% of the time but the craziest thing is that the trick to drawing the back of something is just ‘draw the front and then erase everything but the outlines’

[queenoftheproccrastanation]

E X C U S E M E ! ? ! ? ! ?

[jakemorph]

you might have to flip or move some things around depending on how symmetrical your subject is but yeah. voila. e magico

[marikorawralton]

Taking the Ctrl-Alt-Delete path in art.

Let’s see where this leads us.

[jakemorph]

yeah tim buckley invented silhouettes. its a wonder you dont need someone to carry your huge brain around for you

[marikorawralton]

That’s.

Not.

How.

Silhouettes.

Work.

I know you probably heard “oh, they need to be recognizable from every angle.”

That doesn’t mean every angle should be the same.

That’s how shit like this happens.

[jakemorph]

is the horse looking toward you or away from you dipshit

[stream]

Dora and the Lost City of Gold (2019)

[portentsofwoe2]

wait that poster wasnt a joke

[pileofknives]

I’m gonna see this seven times

[sapper-in-the-wire-old]

WHATS WITH THE BOWIE KNIFE?!?

[pileofknives]

Swiper got Dora fucked up

[paintbrushinacoffeecup2]

I’m looking for ideas for a child-like ghost fakémon

Reblog with your ideas, and I might draw them!

[vcfdfgl]

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hitotsume-koz%C5%8D

Hitotsume-kozō - Wikipedia

Hitotsume-kozō - Wikipedia

They’re already often depicted as basically weird Pokémon in pop culture.

[thecollectibles]

Art by Boris Groh

[bittylildragon]

I love these because all these huge skeleton monsters just seem sort of….sheepish. Or shy. Or almost sweet? They’re not trying to be intrusive, they can’t help that they’re big and look like they do. They’re just trying to be social, and are awkward about it. 

[tentacleteapot]

before I even saw someone had left this comment my first thought was “god, would it kill you to say hi to them?”

[writing-prompt-s]

You are Hera-Queen of Olympus, Goddess of Marriage and Childbirth, wife of Zeus-on a mission to, per usual, smite another woman that Zeus is trying to seduce. Only, when you meet her while disguised as a mortal, she’s…different than you expected. Very different. As you spend time with her, you realize something. You’re falling in love with each other. And Zeus is furious.

[hestadilshipper-blog]

Part 1 of 2

I listened to the prayers of mortals, had a meeting with the gods, and saw who my husband was trying to seduce now.

It was a pretty normal day.

My name is Hera, the goddess of childbirth and marriage.

My husband, Zeus, has been cheating on me for the last 3,000 years and I really should be used to it.

I really should.

But… it just hurts.

Every single time.

And so now I’m on my way to meet that hussy that my husband is trying to seduce.

I haven’t seen her yet, but my spy (Hermes) has said that Zeus has been seeing her for two days now.

She’s a mortal and she works at lawyer firm.

That’s about all I know about the girl, but Hermes said he’d show her to me.

And so that’s why I’m now standing beside the god of messengers and preparing to meet this mortal.

I transformed myself into a mortal, making myself pretty enough to intimidate the woman but not too much so to be suspicious.

“This is her.”

Hermes waved a hand and the image of a strikingly beautiful woman appears.

I felt her heartbeat quicken as I looked at the girl.

I subtly changed my mortal form, making it more appealing to the eye.

“I see why Zeus wants her,” Hermes said, practically drooling.

I raised an eyebrow before turning back to the live show of the woman’s life.

She made her way through the office, smiling and greeting everyone she passed.

The men drooled, the women eyed her jealously.

I could, objectively speaking of course, see why Zeus found her attractive.

Anyone with eyes could.

“She’s in room 450A, a public defense lawyer,” the god said.

“Your husband really does like them pure.”

I gave Hermes a glare before preparing to travel to the lawyer’s firm.

“Have fun catching your cheating husband for the umpteenth time!” Hermes called, waving at me as I disappeared.

I was the pure god of childbirth and marriage… but I was not above flipping him off as I left.

**

“Hi, I need to speak to your best public defense lawyer,” I said.

The man looked at me for a long moment before nodding.

“Umm… fourth floor, 450A,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said with a smile.

The man nodded as I left.

I went to the elevator and pressed the up button.

As it closed, a form came running toward it.

“Oh no! Hold the door!”

I stuck her hand out and caught the door right before it closed.

A beautiful woman flashed me a smile.

The girl had long blonde hair done up in a messy pony tail, dark caramel brown eyes that shone with intelligence, and was carrying four cups of coffee.

This was the girl I was supposed to be meeting with.

The girl that Zeus kept… seeing.

“Thank you sooo much,” she said.

I couldn’t stop staring at the girl.

“Uh, no problem. You need some help?” I asked.

“Oh my gosh, that would be awesome! Would you mind?” she asked, her big doe eyes looking into mine.

I couldn’t say no.

Actually, I couldn’t say anything at all for a minute, just looking at the girl.

“Um, yeah. Of course.”

I held out my hands and the girl practically threw the coffee at me.

“Sorry! I just wanted to get my coworkers something nice, but they didn’t have any coffee cup holders thingies at Starbucks so now I have to carry them all and it’s just a mess!”

I raised an eyebrow as I listened to the girl rant.

Nobody talked like that in Olympus.

In Olympus,  people played games and thought about what they said, planning everything out like spiders weaving their dastardly webs.

“Sounds like it,” I said, adjusting my grip on the coffee the girl had given me.

The elevator hit the fourth floor and we both stepped off.

“Thank you so much!” the girl continued as i helped her pass out the coffee.

“I’m Kizzy by the way!” she said excitedly.

“Nice to meet you, Kizzy. I’m Heather.”

“Well, you’re a lifesaver, Heather!” she said, placing down the final coffee and practically skipping down to her office.

“Who are you here to see?” Kizzy asked.

“Umm, you actually,” I said, not knowing why she I stumbling over my sentences so much.

“Really?! What’re the odds!” Kizzy said happily, opening her office doors.

I laughed instead of answering the question.

“So! What are you meeting me for?” asked Kizzy.

I has to think on my feet for this one.

“My husband’s trying to get a divorce and with no prenup…” I looked at Kizzy, trying to give her the pitiful victim look.

She bought it instantly.

“Oh you poor thing!”

Kizzy reached her hand out and placed it on mine, eyes filled with empathy.

“Don’t worry! I’ll totally help you!” Kizzy said excitedly.

“Thank you,” I said, giving her my best smile.

She met it with her own and I found my brain malfunctioning.

Her smile just made me go all… I couldn’t think.

The hour long appointment I paid for was spent with me lying why way through every single question she asked, creating an entire fake life for me and my husband.

And in that hour, the two of is had several off topic conversations that left me on a weird high, making me almost giggle at some points.

I didn’t know what kept happening when I was with the girl, but it was annoying…

And also so exciting.

The hour ended and Kizzy looked over at the clock.

“Aw, darn it. I’m sorry, we got so off track! I won’t bill you-”

It was so cute to watch her flounder like that.

“No, no. It’s my fault. I haven’t had a friend to talk to in a while and I must have just started talking to you. Sorry.”

Kizzy laughed.

“Oh, you don’t have to worry! I really enjoyed talking to you today! Maybe we should go out to lunch some day!” Kizzy looked at me with those baby doe eyes and I felt head rush to my cheeks.

That hadn’t happened before…

“Uh, yeah. I’d like that.”

Kizzy beamed at me.

We looked at each other for a long moment before there was a knock on the door.

I jumped in my seat, having been exceedingly distracted by Kizzy.

“Sorry, that’s my next appointment.”

I nod and make my way out of the room, lost in thought as I consider my odd reactions to Kizzy.

++

“Back already? You tear that wench a new one?” Hermes asked as I appeared back at Olympus.

“Um, I’m meeting her tomorrow. She really likes him and doesn’t know about… everything.”

Just the thought of Kizzy liking Zeus made my stomach churn.

More so than it had earlier.

++

I couldn’t sleep that night.

Zeus lay in our giant bed beside me and I couldn’t help but wonder… were he and Kizzy really together?

He’d only been seeing her for a few days, right?

That wasn’t long enough for… anything… right?

I told myself it wasn’t, but even I couldn’t believe it.

And what scared me the most is that I didn’t care about Zeus cheating.

++

The next morning, I woke up bright and early.

I couldn’t get the thoughts of Kizzy out of my mind.

Zeus is already gone, probably meeting with one of his mistresses…

Hopefully not Kizzy.

I check the time down in her time zone before I changed into my mortal form.

I look around and silently change the look of my mortal form…

It’s not bad to want to look nice when you’re going to see the woman that might be sleeping with your husband…

But deep down, I knew it wasn’t true.

Not that I paid attention to that deep feeling in gut.

I waved my hand and disappeared, reappearing just outside the lawyer firm.

I made my way inside and went to the fourth floor.

I knock on room 450A.

There’s a hurrying of footsteps behind the door as well as the sound of things crashing to the floor.

“Aw dang it!” Kizzy said from the other room.

I couldn’t help but smile at the sound.

That was so her.

A moment later the door opened, revealing a flushed Kizzy with her hair all frizzy in her ponytail.

That made my stomach churn in a way I don’t want to think about.

“You okay?” I ask, looking over her shoulder to try and seen what she knocked over.

She laughed.