saw a poem about watching chaos unfold from the west and the final lime was "im so sorry for my part in it" and I think that finally broke me
It's MY money that I already don't have enough of that's forced out of my pocket that's funding death and torture thousands of miles away. I want that money back!!!! You didn't even ask you just took it and spent it somewhere I don't want it spent!!!! I don't think taxpayer dollars should ever be allowed to fund offensive attacks or the military. I want my money to go to my local libraries, food shelters, to low cost housing, to rescuing animals. But no. It's going to genocide right now and there's nothing I can do except scream and yell and donate what I can
I bought Bloodweave candles from Planeshift Candles and I don't want them to know how much I love and obsess over their candles (we are mutuals) so now I'm yelling about it on tumblr instead of twitter SO!
Gale smells of like a . Sweet masculine cologne and Astarion smells citrusy (bergamot...) and I've been letting them perfume my room for the past few days and yall I'm just thinking about Gale's tent smelling like this 😭😭😭
Every errand I tried to run this morning was about 20% more difficult than it should have been, but I gritted my teeth and soldiered on against missing inventory, ghost buses, broken escalators, and closed restaurants.
But when a guy accidentally almost backs over you, then deliberately tries to drive over you, it's time to about face and go home.
I'm fine, a little rattled but untouched. Fortunately I have spectacular reflexes when cars are involved, all my errands except getting lunch were done, and I know when to listen to the universe. And the cats don't give a shit that it's one million degrees in here and my own personal body temperature is two million degrees, they are still willing to cuddle.
another angle of lombo climbing the pole (the act of sluttery to start it all like a fucked up game of dominoes) to take down the jersey from the rafters has hit the towers because we needed another angle of benny pushing up lombos ass as he scales that thing like hes gonna get graded in gym class
slow dancing in a club...may the alcohol pour and that we might comfort in each others body as we become anonymous in the sea of thousands
do you ever think about the fact that on a random wednesdaythursday in a city practically 40 years away from being claimed by the sea and yet has put unimaginable money time and resources into pump systems to delay the onset for just a little while and yet is still plauged with flooding problems and is riddled with construction all around its city center making it both a "go-to destination" in terms of things to do and also a carcass of itself... in a little club... there is romance being borne anew again. quite frankly its beautiful may the hollow slabs of concrete bless this little coupling and may they ever continue to bring a precious bond to this team
also the juxtaposition of them being in their own world while lundy bounces and tries to hype up the crowd dear god i dont think any finn on this team knows how to dance but bless this dork anyways its the vibe that matters and hes passing with flying colours
also drunken sidestory that is sasha turning around and bumping into uvis and IMMEDIATELY GRABBING his shoulder to read the name of the jersey and going "Ba-lin-skis? Ah your name? Your name :)!" and uvis going "yeah :)!" and drags him into a hug like there was any other reaction he could have but hug the teddy bear that is sasha
I’ve been really busy this past week and have barely been home and have been up early, so CZ hasn’t gotten his usual all day undivided attention from me, but I didn’t think he really cared but. I just walked into my room after being up early and gone all day and he was meowing at me VERY persistently and I kept asking him what he wanted because he has fresh and full food & water bowls and his litter is clean, and I just couldn’t figure it out until I sat on the bed and he JUMPED into my arms and started purring very loudly as I was holding him. I’m still in bed and he’s curled up on my stomach and still purring loudly. I’m going to cry. He’s such a little angel and he loves me so much. I love him so much.
IF YOU SHIP SOUNDWAVE WITH RAVAGE DO NOT FOLLOW ME. DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. DO NOT TOUCH MY ART
AND SURE AS HELL DO NOT EXPLAIN HOW MY ART IS SEXUAL IN ANY WAY. ITS WEIRD. ITS GROSS. AND ITS VERY UNCOMFORTABLE
If you think cuddling with your family/friends is inherently sexual and/or romantic you’re weird and I don’t want you near my stuff. I’m sorry your family doesn’t show affection but spoiler alert: it’s normal to show familial/platonic affection with people you care about.
If you follow @ / dontpetmeibite or any of their adjacent accounts, BLOCK ME. I’ve already blocked the people who tagged them in my art and I am more than happy to block you weirdos first.
Can't believe this creature is over 18. Not only that but aside from some arthritis and being incredibly round (because my dad won't stop spoiling her with extra feedings) she's in almost perfect health??
Have some Ashallah pics, enjoy this screaming creature
What i dont get about the buffy verse is how the creators couldnt think of one (1) single thing better than getting fucked sloppy by someone you love. Angel is cursed to never experience true happiness?? If that were me i would be walking on eggshells all the time. I would go full christian. I would be scared to eat a really good slice of pie and go evil mode. Meanwhile my guy angel is doing anything and everything. Falling in love with some child and sexing it up. Youre telling me he didnt see this coming from a mile away?