#EXPERIMENT!

[rottedbrainz]

We interrupt your normal broadcasting to bring you...

Silly little guys!!!! 🌟🌟🌟

My sister commissioned me to draw her cats as clowns! I'm so happy about it their faces look so derpy!!!! Also it's been a long time since I've made a college and I enjoy making them so much! It's like putting together a funky puzzle in your head!!!

And of course different filters on it with the unedited photo!

[our-queer-experience]

[ibenology]

the average twitter vs tumblr community experience

[shamebats]

OP's pronouns are she/they.

[lrndvs]

compliments from girls go hard

[lotstradamus]

me seeing this book cover: ah, clearly this memoir is about a lesbian's journey to identifying as a Stone Butch ! this I am interpreting from the context clues of the title and the carabiner on the cover, a lesbian dogwhistle ! what an interesting read this will be !

what this book is about: rock climbing

[andisupreme]

At the company retreat, one extremely drunk girl asked what my pronouns were. (Eventually, it took her a while to word the question.) After the whole conversation was done, she goes- "YEAHHH GURL, Get on with--with THY bad self! See what I did?? They/them/thy."

I was almost holding back tears from trying not to laugh as I told her yes that's great you nailed it honey. Thank you very much I am feeling the love.

Anyway I've been assigned Thee/Thine at Supportive Drunk Girl

[stardella]

Maria and her little alien brother sketchbook dump from the last few weeks

Minor spoilers for Sonic 3 ig

[starbuck]

“…to me” is one of the most powerful disclaimers we have on here… is this character analysis accurate? debatable. but it’s real… to me.

[niyana-the-ambiguous-mobian]

Give it up to Cobra Bubbles regaining his composure and going back to business with Nani after having Stitch randomly chuck a heavy ass book at his face like that.

He probably was fuming by the time he got into his car after his shades became a casualty of the attack.

[our-queer-experience]

[crabussy]

slightly furious reminder that fish do in fact feel pain and do in fact experience fear and distress when in pain since people seem to love spreading the myth that fish don't feel pain. what is it with people assuming a creature is incapable of feeling pain or emotion just because it doesn't have complex facial muscles. come on gang

[paper-mario-wiki]

in case you're wondering what the greatest AMV of all time is, it's this one from 2008.

[telebeast]

unoriginal joke

[babydolllblogger]

[shamebats]

Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.

Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.

My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.

Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".

When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.