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Remember who checks on you, when you get a little quiet. Those are your people.
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I'd still trust you with my life doctor tbh
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hate an x reader fic do not put me in a situation
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This was the piece I did for the @rise-fashion-zine! I made this a while ago, but I still really love how this came out! 🥹💖 I wanted to do a fun fashion mashup with Raph in a soft punk sort of style! He alters everything himself, obviously 🥳💖💕💕
If you're interested in the full zine, you can grab the Style on the Rise digital zine here!
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TELL ME WHAT YOU ASSOCIATE WITH ME
COLORS, SONGS, AESTHETICS, PEOPLE, ANYTHTING
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can everyone turn their lights off i wanna see the stars in the night sky
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sending u a beautiful postcard from Rock Bottom
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Quick tapestry obsession post!
It's just so beautiful.

Just look at that composition.
The details are *chefs kiss*

Martin, my love

Our hedgehog and mole friends

Squirrel friends and Loamhedge mice

Otter bros

Badger lord and Long Patrol hares with Salamandastron in the background

Badrang, Cluny, and Tsarmina!

Hordesbeasts

Cat approved 👌
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Today I was trying to chat up this girl standing with her friend at a lesbian bar and said “oh are you two together?” meaning were you friends before being next to each other at this bar and one turns to the other and goes with all the venom of a black mamba snake “I don’t know Cara, are we?” and I was like you know what? not my table
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I love tags it’s like muttering under your breath on the internet
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Name: Little Beepo
Skill: Fucking Miserable
Quote: Please let me have some grease from the stovetop. I’ll cry if you don’t let me have some grease. I need it.
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was talking to a coworker and realised i could not for the life of me remember his name but i was too embarrassed to ask because we've spoken multiple times so mid-conversation i started concocting a plan to nudge the conversation towards the ID photos on our building passes so that i could be like oh my ID photo is awful haha the camera they use to take these has a real talent for making me look as unphotogenic as possible and then he would say oh yes me too haha everyone says that (because they do) and then i would be able to say well let me see yours it can't be as bad as mine! and he would show me his ID because we are coworkers and why wouldn't he and this would allow me to see his building pass which of course would have his name on it and then i would be able to say well yours is perfectly nice it must be me that's the problem! and then we would have a polite chuckle about it and i would have his name without needing to ask for it and he would be none the wiser and all would be well but then before i could execute this fine plan a little voice in my head went "so this is some light yagami bull shit you are about to pull" which was such a violent reality check it shocked me completely out of my embarrassment and i went "hey im so sorry your name has slipped my mind could you remind me" and he did and it was fine.
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Welp, in the light of my friends' group chat discussion today, I would like to share a little reminder to everyone else like me who might need it:
If the nature of your job does not involve a regular threat or constant possibility of clients, patients, residents or customers attacking and physically beating the shit out of you or your co-workers, do spend a moment being grateful that someone else is doing it. And meditate on the fact that they do not get paid enough to deal with all that.
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