33catariacadmium
33catariacadmium
:33 {Nepeta}
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:33 {Mew blog same guy!!!) Nepeta!!! he/she!!! Im 18!!!}
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33catariacadmium · 22 hours ago
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:33 {Maybe take one now if the last time mew did hygiene was idk!!!}
i ddont remember when was the last time i took a shower
genuinely
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33catariacadmium · 4 days ago
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33catariacadmium · 4 days ago
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okay guys. here’s a little humanstuck writing i did today accompanied by a sketch because it feels weird posting with no art:
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     That kid never sits with anybody, Naipunya’s thinking. What’s his deal? 
     She’s carrying her big plastic lunch tray out of the kitchen, which bears today’s lunch, spaghetti and meatballs. Soggy and crumbly and they never taste good. There’s a carton of 2% skim milk on the side, and some baby carrots, similarly soggy and tasteless. They’re stale, too, and dry. How can something be dry and soggy at the same time? They’re making everyone take a vegetable with their lunch, for nutrition. Nobody eats it though, so it’s a waste of food. It’s such a waste of food, so why do they do that? Naipunya doesn’t understand it. 
     She stands in the cafeteria noise outside the kitchen with her tray, pondering this dilemma, and thinking about where to sit today. She’s still watching that kid. His hair is straight and brown and long. He kind of looks like a girl if you look at him from the back, she thinks. That kid never gets the school lunch. He brings a big metal lunchbox instead. He’s sitting at his usual table today. Nobody else is sitting there. He doesn’t talk to anyone. 
     He’s unpacking his lunch, presently focused solely on the big box. First he unfolds a big white napkin, which had neatly enveloped a round white plate. The napkin is placed, slightly crumpled and askew, and the plate goes on top. With the boy having cleared the plate, the rest of the lunchbox’s contents below are now freed. From where Naipunya’s standing, it’s hard to see exactly what else is inside. 
     She’s deciding now whether or not she’s going to sit with him today. She doesn’t particularly have anywhere else to be, but maybe he’s alone for a reason. Maybe he’s mean. But maybe no one sits with him because he doesn’t have any friends. Naipunya decides she’ll move closer to his table to get a better look. 
     He’s pulling out a sizable glass bottle of milk now, which had lain aside two other wrapped things. His posture straightens slightly as he handles it, and he eagerly uncaps the bottle in anticipation. He grips the bottle with both hands and, raising it to his mouth, drinks it down voraciously. She watches him drink for several seconds, swallowing each gulp with increasing intensity. Finally, he slams the glass back down, having drunk almost the whole bottle in one long swig. The glass makes a loud CLUNK against the cafeteria table. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, not bothering to recap the bottle. 
     Closer, she can see him clearer now. His dark hair contrasts sharply with his pale face. Besides the hair that falls down his back about his shoulderblades, choppy bangs cover the sides of his forehead. The sides, but not the middle, because he’s got a cowlick on the top of his head which pushes them away like some sort of curtain. Now he’s taking the bigger of the two wrapped things out of his box, a sandwich with lettuce, and putting it on his plate. His hair makes him look like a horse. 
     “Your hair makes you look like a horse.” she tells him, standing over his table now.
     The horse boy startles slightly at the sound —evidently he hadn’t noticed her approach in all the room’s noise—  but regains his composure quickly, turning to look in her direction. His eyes are blueish grey. His face has brightened a bit; his previous seriousness now replaced with something almost like a smile. 
     “Yes,” he says, pausing before he continues, “Thank you.” 
     Naipunya beams. 
i haven’t really done any creative writing like this in about six years, i think. i’m kind of nervous sharing it because of that. please don’t be super mean in the comments.
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33catariacadmium · 4 days ago
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NEVER KILL YOURSELF!!! I LOVE BEING NEURODIVERGENT!!!!!
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33catariacadmium · 6 days ago
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Reminder:
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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y'all i just made the hardest fucking beat
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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:33 {Meowcore except with transwomen I am the transfemm beam!!!}
“oh it’s so misogynistic to headcanon female characters are transmasc”
wrong! more trans men and mascs in fiction, and every time you complain i forcemasc another fictional girl. i’m taking Sakura from Naruto next.
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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*releases pack of dads into home depot* go……be free
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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reblog if people r allowed to send u asks as if theyre ur friend. wanna tell me how ur day went? do it!!! ask me for advice? sure! ask a personal question? go right on ahead!
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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i must not take it personal. taking it personal is the mind killer. taking it personal is the little death that brings total oblivion. i will face taking it personal. i will permit it to pass over and through me. and when it has gone past i will turn the inner eye to see its path. when the taking it personal has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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:33 {I am nepeta god of doom. Eehhh I'm a heart player but sure!!! Meownof doom and disparity!!!}
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I am Arran, god of the most important thing
EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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:33 {MY dni is more of just a boundary list Dose Not Interact seems more appurropriate!!!}
"READ MY DNI" no. use your block button like an adult. i'm not scrolling through the many-paragraphs-long pinned posts of every blog i reblog something from. if you insist certain types of people aren't welcome in the notes of your posts then it's your responsibility to curate that. or choose a closed social media platform like facebook or instagram. or go and live in a barn away from humanity if you really don't like sharing the world with people who are different from you
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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:33 {Purride!!!}
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Hey, I finally figured out how to make the intersex flag in the crescent moon design!!!
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33catariacadmium · 7 days ago
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Hey, I finally figured out how to make the intersex flag in the crescent moon design!!!
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33catariacadmium · 8 days ago
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Yeaaaaaah!! Happy Let Papyrus Say Fuck Day!!!
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33catariacadmium · 13 days ago
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:33 {Wishing mew well on your health journey!!!}
there is a non-zero chance i'm a system
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33catariacadmium · 1 month ago
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:33 {Its so swirling!!! It looks amazing!!!}
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harley
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