Cris, not cis, white, 25+, I post whatever catches my eye. I reserve my right to block you. If you're looking for my art (in a more organized fashion) please check rcrisdraws (there's also a twitter somewhere...)
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I've been taking a lot of buses visiting a friend in sweaty heat, so this is slightly inspired off of that-
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reblog this to remind the person you reblogged it from that theyre loved
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occasionally I still see people complaining abt top/bottom discourse in fandom and like. my hot take? they don’t have to have penetrative sex at all 😭
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ki ki ki ma ma ma
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there’s this extremely kind soul of a woman on instagram that makes accessible recipes that don’t require standing, chopping, or a stove and she might just have a permanent place in my heart




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"Spirit" Unregistered draft cross gelding (red roan tobiano)
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Hitomi Murakami aka 村上仁美 aka Murakami Hitomi aka Hiiceramica (Japanese, b. 1990, Osaka Prefecture, Japan) - 明るい絶望 (Bright Despair), Sculptures: Ceramic
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I confess that I am going through very difficult days this period, I try everything I can to raise funds to secure my family, and this alone is a very heavy burden.
But the most difficult truth that I do not hide from you is that my source of livelihood and the life of my family have become suspended by the generosity of others, with people who may decide to donate or not. This makes me live most of my days in constant anxiety, especially since my campaign is going very slowly, and I can't blame anyone.
I didn't choose this path, and I didn't put myself in this situation of my own free will. This is a reality imposed on me by the cruel and unjust war, a reality that I live forced, not chosen.
Thank you for both sympathizing and supporting, but there is a heavy feeling that I need to share with you: I am the one who collects funds for my family and myself, and that alone breaks me every day. Sometimes I feel like a “expired” human being, I can only ask and wait, tirelessly and tirelessly, even though I know that the whole world is tired of us.
But despite all this, there are people who take advantage of our fatigue like this person:


Because I'm thinking a lot about you, make this post widespread to get enough donations and I don't wait for those Zionists who don't have humanity
Your simple or big donation gives me some comfort in the midst of all this fatigue
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imagining a scenario where a trans girl starts HRT in umaverse but the heightened estrogen activates the horse girl gene so she starts turning into one
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Untitled (Cowboy) / P00103, 1967-9. Polaroid print shot by Jim French.
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hold me close my dear, sing your whispering song softly in my ear, and I will sing along
@unshakcn & Sarah
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(Not covid but this has been giving me an asthma attack)
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u can have a feeling and not act on it. howEVER, and this is the fucked up part, u do have to still feel it. like there's things you can do to help urself stay stable while feeling it but it's gotta go through you somehow. it's messed up I know
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