#knowing me knowing queue

[gay-edwardian]

Drawfee (and more specifically Karina) has utterly ruined the way I talk. I have friends who are older than me now and the amount of times I say or think some variation of "I'm just a little guy!/But I'm baby!/It's my birthdayyy!" is truly shameful.

And this is just the more regular occurrences. I live in fear of the day I'll slip up and say something like "I don't hate women, I just looooove men" (reader, I am a lesbian). What will these people who know nothing of Drawfee think when I accidentally type out "sometimes I think about the enormity of my mistakes and the pain and suffering it's caused those closest to me and wonder if it's really worth it to continue going... I'm Merobiba!"

[gay-edwardian]

Very glad to see the man never lost his whimsy

[gay-edwardian]

I keep seeing people reblog this with bands and characters and whatnot, so I thought I'd throw my hat in the ring:

The three kinds of bird species name

1. God’s Specialist Little Boy

2. Hot Breasted Milf

3. Grey Bird With Brown Head

4. Walter’s Fingernail

[gay-edwardian]

There’s nothing better for confronting mortality and the inevitable march of time than developing a crush on a woman who was hot in the 70s!

[cosmicvibecheck]

Just girlie things:

Teaching myself the piano using toddler sized pianos (one for each hand)

[nonebinary-leftbeef]

DEVASTATING the lyric you've been mishearing is better than the real one

[fiercynn]

wip wednesday

thanks to @dimplesandfierceeyes for the tag! and somehow i have managed to actually do it on wednesday lol

here's a snippet from a canon-divergent patpran fic, where the faculties are not enemies but the families still are, which i'm hoping to have the first chapter of done soon 🤞🏾:

But of course, now that Pat knows that Pran is at South Tech, living in the Tinidee dorms, he’s suddenly everywhere. He’s studying engineering, apparently, which is another piece of profoundly bad luck for Pran, because it means that they have a lecture together. Pran doesn’t know how, in their first few sessions, he hadn’t noticed Pat among the crowd of blue shirts who tend to sit on the other side of the hall from his faculty, but the next time they have that class, Pat makes a beeline for Pran and his friends after the lecture is over. “Pran!” he says, smiling. “Can’t believe I didn’t notice we were both in this lecture until now. It must be fate, huh?” “More like bad luck,” Pran mutters. His friends glance at him in surprise. Well, they have a right to be – they’ve probably never seen Pran be this rude with anyone. Pat notices their reactions, because of course he fucking does, and it only makes his smile grow wider. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” he says. Pran glowers. “Pat.” “That’s my name!” Pat says cheerfully. “What’s yours?” he adds, looking at Louis. Louis blinks at him, caught off-guard. “Uh – Louis. And this is Safe, and Wai.�� Wai and Safe nod politely at Pat, still looking bewildered. “How do you know Pran?” “Oh, I’ve known Pran all my life,” Pat says airily. “Our families are neighbors. We grew up together.” “Really?” says Wai, with interest. Damn him. “Pran never talks about his childhood.” Pat seems to falter a bit at that, throwing Pran a confused look, but he recovers quickly. “Oh, I have plenty of stories, if you ever want them,” he tells Wai with a grin, and that’s just about as much as Pran can take of this conversation. “No time, we have to get to our Design Studio class,” he says, curt, grabbing his stuff to make his exit. Pran’s friends scramble to follow him. “Nice to meet you all!” Pat says, waving, and Pran shoots him one last scathing look. “What’s your deal with that guy?” Wai asks once Pran’s slowed down enough for his friends to catch up. “Did he bully you or something?” Pran groans. “No, nothing like that,” he says, begrudgingly. “He’s just – annoying. It’s a long story.” “Well, he’s also pretty hot,” says Safe with a smirk. “If you don’t want him, I call dibs.” Pran’s stomach drops. What the fuck? He’s pretty sure that Safe is joking, especially from the way he’s now waggling his eyebrows, but apparently that’s not enough for Pran to keep his reaction off his face, because Safe blanches when he notices. “Or – not?” he says uncertainly. “Un-dibs, un-dibs.” That, unfortunately, only makes his friends look at him with even more curiosity, but they manage to refrain from asking. Pat, on the other hand doesn’t refrain from anything.

tagging @inventedfangirling @allula @hydrochaeriswrites @queerplatonicsolid @incandescentflower @dancing-out-in-space but totally totally optional!

[gay-edwardian]

Came up with a queue tag that made me smile. Unfortunately I don’t really use the queue feature so there’s no reason for me to use it.

[cosmicvibecheck]

I love that your tag #knowing me knowing queue is an ABBA reference!

(sent at 12:30 pm, 1/25/2025

Dude! Thank you for noticing! I adore ABBA and puns so of course I had to do a pun on an ABBA song title

[asknillamilkfam]

First of all, congratulations!! Love this family lol. Now for my question, did Shadow Milk ever tell the beasts about his children or does he plan to?

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[katebeckets]

how to say "I love you" in x-files [100/?] ⤷ 7.02 — “The Sixth Extinction II: Amor Fati”

[artsymeeshee]

[fiercynn]

this is so gorgeous and thank you for describing op!!!! adding op's description here too for those who don't use screenreaders

[ID: Somewhat abstract painting showing a small ship at sea, listing badly to the side as waves and spray crash over the ship. It is pale white. Arching above it is an indistinct black creature with multiple sets of wings and a translucent body, which is full of intertwined spirals and helices. It has a head similar to a dolphin. Its back dissolves into black spray and seeps into the sky like spilled ink. In the arch of its serpentine neck there is a black circle and a blue circle directly underneath. /end ID.]

hold on, you're slipping fast

[longlivethewildernessyet]

C.S. Lewis: oh and yeah, the stars are actually people who are functionally immortal (unless bitten by a witch who's shapeshifted into a snake) and come down to earth for rest periods wherein they look like normal humans and eat fire-berries until they can go be stars again, but they can be banished too and become magicians—

me: hold on

C.S. Lewis: keep up, there are also sea people (not mermaids) who have entire civilisations underwater, with dark purple hair and ivory skin, and they ride giant seahorses, and are very aggressive—

me: wait a second

C.S. Lewis: aren't you listening, because there is also a world underneath Narnia with many different sections, including one where Father Time sleeps until the end of the world, and a world underneath that called Bism where gems live and can be juiced like fruit—

me: just hang on a minute

C.S. Lewis: so you don't want to hear about how a centaur feeds both stomachs?

[pinkwinesupernovas]

just me and my emotional support blue albums against the world

[fiercynn]

this interview with milklove cheered me up so much you should probably watch them be adorable