#it's November

[guinevereslancelot]

this month i'll be doing "no november" where i cease to exist for the entire month of november

[pocketramblr]

au where UA is a hell school specifically in the same way my real actual school I work at is

Aizawa didn't read Izuku's file and see the recent quirk reregistration because he didn't even get the binder of student files until a month or two into the school year

[sugarmasonmearii]

It's that time of the year again... 🎄✨❄

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Guess what's gonna be blaring from the speakers in the mall today...

I happen to be following the Mariah Carey Defrosting Meme for a while, and found this vid she posted on her own YouTube channel.

Aside from giving me a good laugh, it actually re-sparked an inspiration from me to tackle a project that's supposed to be done in August 31, but with Jose Mari Chan singing from the calendar.

Speaking of which... I'd actually be as shocked for real if my calendar decided to jumpscare me with Mariah Carey and decorations pouring out of it.

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Luxio: (c) Pokemon Derpy: My OC Mearii: Me, the Artist.

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[theevilemster]

I miss drawing this particular princess 😎

She's a bitch and I love her

[alchemistdetective]

Hashire sori yo

Kaze no yori

Tsukimihara wo

PADORU PADORU

[ivarismaybecrazy]

trick or treat :D

I... don't want a lot for Christmas...

[quillinhand]

wait it's November first

[sparkycinnamon]

WHY IS IT SNOWING

[girlboss-nahi-girlbas]

New theme hehe

[kravkalackin]

Someone was here.

Kilna Amani knew it as soon as she placed her foot off the last step, pausing as she suddenly became much more awake. There was light coming from the kitchen. She always turned the lights off at night. She couldn't remember the last time she'd pulled up the blinds.

If it was Seems, there would be music blaring far too cheerily for anyone who required sleep. But it was silent, other than her own breathing and a low aound of rumbling in the distance.

Moving as silently as she could now, Kilna slid towards the kitchen. Her hand brushed over a large sharpened obsidian spear on the wall as she did, plucking it off of its rack without a sound. She'd rather not damage it, but the rifle was upstairs.

When she moved in one swift motion into the doorway, it was lucky she was able to take everything in so quickly. She might not have realized who it was before throwing the spear otherwise.

"How did you get in here?" Amani asked, her attempt at a deadpan coming out a bit more whiny than she intended. She lowered the spear, almost disappointed.

"Get it off," Poor Decision said, sitting stock still in the middle of the kitchen floor, face turned off into the middle distance and firmly ignoring the fluffy white cat curled in their lap.

"No, you don't know my address," she insisted, despite the obvious evidence to the contrary. She placed the spear on the side table for now, she would rehang it later.

"Oh, right. Nevermind that. Important things first, now get this thing off of me its claws are digging into my nerves," PD said quickly, and Amani could see the slight way her cat was shifting as she kneeded her claws into PD's legs.

"You cannot just- god, Miriam, breakfast," Amani huffed, walking to the counter and grabbing some cat food so that the intruder on her floor would actually focus instead of wincing in pain every other second.

"You have a cat?" PD asked as soon as they were back on their feet, Amani opening the can since she needed to feed her anyway.

"You should not know that."

"You named it Miriam?" they asked next, still sounding incredibly earnestly perplexed.

"This is my house," Amani said, because there was absolutely no good reason for Poor Decision to be at her place if residence. They shouldn't be around at all, really. They had a very tentative, unspoken truce and if PD wanted to try anything she would bring them both down in a heartbeat.

"To be fair to me, I forgot you didn't know I've been here," they said, and oh it was much too early for this.

"How many times have you- don't," Kilna said, cutting PD off before they could attempt to answer. She didn't care. It wasn't important. "What is it?" she asked instead, because as infuriating and inscrutable as Poor Decision was, they weren’t an idiot. Most of the time there was a reason for what they were doing.

Not all of the time, but most.

"What does Kraken eat?"

Oh. That.

"He's an obligant carnivore and as a reminder costs as much as a fighter jet, he is not a college student. Please do not feed him like one."

"Alright, meat and dreams, got it," PD said, pushing themself off up the floor. Amani wanted to protest, but it wasn't worth it. Instead, she just walked further into the kitchen, getting herself some coffee.

Whatever, she honestly didn't have any time for all this. As long as it didn't happen again, she could just ignore the intrusion for now.

They were lucky that Miriam seemed to like them.

[squidaped-oyt]

One of my plants in dry winter dormancy, living as a barely growing rosette of leaves under the soil surface, has decided to put out an actively growing baby offshoot plant.

[achromic-red-dreams-doze-angrily]

HIGH OF EIGHTY TWO?!

[goatmilkoatmilk]

Omg it's legit like... hot outside

[skittlebits]

Or earlier! Any red state can turn blue if enough voters turn out.

[jaegerisim]

Some of yall needed to hear this

Credits to @/mattxiv on Instagram

[sessa23]

It's almost time for Zack and Cody's reservation at the Italian restaurant

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