omen, carrion, janus or vulture. it/zhe/vyr/ask prns. intersex trans multigender aroace queerian; otherkin, objectum, trans-species
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last updated May 29, 2026
big important blog infos:
i queue posts instead of rb spamming + i don't typically use a queue tag. if i like your post but don't rb, i've likely queued it (esp if its art)
IDGAF about internet discourse. don't send me discourse asks (unless its abt a discourse post i made which. free reign)
CWs (user discretion advised): horror, blood, dereality, body horror, raw meat, non-sexual nudity, tame/joke nsft text posts (untagged). use of the words: queer, fag(got), cripple, tranny, dyke, transsexual
dni's are stupid. if i don't fuck w you, i block you. Things that likely got you (soft/hard) blocked: under 15 (noah fence, i just dont think we're suited for each other), under 18 & interacting with my nsft, shinigami eyes extension stan, you act like its 2016 and you suck kalvin garrahs toes, bigot, annoying
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WHAT I POST ABT: SfaWtDE/DaWtDE, JRWI, bloodymary, Iron lung, project hail mary, Slay The Princess, Warriors, Liminality/Backrooms, Slimecicle, Minecraft (args, aes, mods), Otherkind/Therian/Alterhumanity + many other random interests
OTHER BLOGS: @omengaverse, @omenofthestars, @the-carrion-place, @softieofthestars , @totheark-daily , @maps-of-nonexistent-places
if i made a video game where you get to pick the gender of the player character i'd make both the options be nonbinary and you can either have they/them or it/its pronouns. those are your only options
Brightpaw playing with the tiny Bramblekit and Tawnykit
I read this scene where Fireheart is looking around the clearing, observing his clan when noticing Brightpaw playing with Goldenflower's kits and I found this scene really adoreable. I couldn't help myself I just had to draw it!! :D
So, Cheeseburger died on November 21st after an unfairly short battle with an unfairly rare cancer that is rarely seen in cats. I only got to spend a month with him after his diagnosis, and losing him has been the greatest heartbreak of my entire life so far. He was my best friend and my soul cat, and he was there for me when I was completely alone, for twelve long years.
I made this transparent PNG the night he died in preparation for one of the many ways I was going to memorialize him--a surface rug in his likeness that I planned on laying directly in the line of his favourite sunbeam. And I uploaded that PNG here, because this is the website where people post their cats.
I was not expecting the reception I got. Many people have pointed out that this post has more reblogs than likes, and how insane that is in 2025 when reblog culture is at an all time low. I didn't even talk about the fact that Burger passed away in the original post, it wasn't a tearjerker reblog bait or anything like that. People just loved Burger that much, in the same way I fell in love with him at first sight. He was such an ugly kitten.
Anyways, it's really special to me that so many people have reblogged my best friend. I made this PNG to memorialize him in a completely different way, and you all wound up doing just that in ways I never even imagined.
Thank you. Wherever he is, I know the sun is shining.
So, Cheeseburger died on November 21st after an unfairly short battle with an unfairly rare cancer that is rarely seen in cats. I only got to spend a month with him after his diagnosis, and losing him has been the greatest heartbreak of my entire life so far. He was my best friend and my soul cat, and he was there for me when I was completely alone, for twelve long years.
I made this transparent PNG the night he died in preparation for one of the many ways I was going to memorialize him--a surface rug in his likeness that I planned on laying directly in the line of his favourite sunbeam. And I uploaded that PNG here, because this is the website where people post their cats.
I was not expecting the reception I got. Many people have pointed out that this post has more reblogs than likes, and how insane that is in 2025 when reblog culture is at an all time low. I didn't even talk about the fact that Burger passed away in the original post, it wasn't a tearjerker reblog bait or anything like that. People just loved Burger that much, in the same way I fell in love with him at first sight. He was such an ugly kitten.
Anyways, it's really special to me that so many people have reblogged my best friend. I made this PNG to memorialize him in a completely different way, and you all wound up doing just that in ways I never even imagined.
Thank you. Wherever he is, I know the sun is shining.
imagining grace in his first year of teaching kind of automatically introducing himself as dr. ryland grace bc that's what he's used to. and the kids are like O_O dr? and somebody inevitably googles him and finds a video of his final crashout. and because 13 year olds are little menaces, when he inevitably snaps at the class to sit down and do their work at some point (his classroom management skills need time to develop okay) somebody puts on a little pouty face and goes "dr. grace? you don't.....you don't think i'm a.....a staggering waste of carbon......do you?" and grace's life flashes before his eyes.
and next year he's just mr. grace and doesn't tell any kids his first name so it's harder for them to google him (they manage it anyway).
working with little kids is so dangerous. you get one kid who has a unique way of speaking & then spend the rest of your life with an internal monologue like “me’s go bathroom?”
the kid who replaced his hard G sounds with soft ones, leaving me incapable of thinking of glasses as anything other than jlasses
kid who would holler "DID" any time she finished her work no matter how many times we told her to just raise her hand
kid who began her scary stories with "once a time" and her friend who began his with "paw time"
middle schooler i had during student teaching who pronounced magritte as "mah-gritty"
the kid who said "i got boogies comin out my nose" while sobbing and the kid who said "theres his puddle of cry" while describing a drawing, both of whom i think of when im crying
kid who said that if he was 80 he would get big and turn grandpa
kid who, for no reason in particular, would just say "like a little feet" as a standalone phrase in relation to nothing
edit how could i forget. the kid who got sneezed on and angrily said "whyd you blessyou on me"