#ribsy art!!!!!!

[dinerfries]

bugbo doodles i wanted 2 do more but aaahhh

[yoylechess]

meeeee :3

[rotarydial-phone]

not the bestest start to this blog but herez fuzzy!! i did this w/ my track pad lol

[ribsyramble]

[mr-horrible]

[battlefordreamdiner]

Howdy! This is a BFDI design blog. What I will be doing is: taking the name of the original contestant and then making a character design out of 'em, from little to no reference of their original personality. (if i can help it)

❕DESIGNS ARE POSTED AS I PLEASE BUT GENERALLY ON WEDNESDAYS❕

forgoing the schedule because its annoying lol

Dora, David, and hosts are excluded. (for now... that may change one day)

Some designs (like Basketball, for instance) I literally can't do really anything different so some of these are just gonna be regular fanart.

You can do whatever you want with my designs, no need to ask for permission. All I ask is that you credit me and have fun!

About ME!: Hey I'm Ribsy, I use he/luv pronouns and one o' my special interests is object shows!! I love the creativity of object design and i kiinda wish BFDI had a lil more interesting designs, not that they're bad now. Soooo I'm buckling down and doing a HUGE thing that I HOPEFULLY will keep up with.

My art account is @dinerfries and my main is @yoylechess

tagging -> #not design (everything that isnt design related) #extrart (concept art and the like) #fanwork (fanart!)

[imgdreaming]

ribsy - carrd - toyhou.se - he/luv

gay objectum guygirl computer thing

this my house so i will be posting about all about my interests here. there will be like 200 different things.

feel free to send asks ! i love those things

tagging system

#imgdreaming - art tag for my art

#txtdreaming - text tag for my text posts

#imgtaking - photography tag for my photography [whenever i get around to it </3]

#userimg - me tag for me

#mo & louie - tag for my funny guys which you MUST scroll through it is mandatory /silly links to their archive blog with everything mo & louie (where you should start as this tag only has art after i made this blog)

#termdreaming - coined terms that fit me & i wanna save :-P

#imgstruggling - struggle posting </3

#photography #video #txtpost #music #gif #stim #png #img #art - what is the post ?

#rain #water #nature - whats contained in the image ?

#[INTEREST] - whatever interest is featured in the post

#signage #city #structure #tech #trinkets #touys #winter - things im fond of ! (more tags will probably be added lol)

#green - green is my favorite color so it gets its own sparatic tag (tag only images i want to see when i want to look at green not any image w/ green in it)

#soft #home <- eermm yea

#tv #games <- stuff you would find on an old tv or stuff you would see in a video game !

#webbling - internet/web stuff

#messages - asks

#buddyboard - posts by my awesome buddies ! any that arent made by them but remind me of them would be tagged as #buddyboard:[NAME] like #buddyboard:ribsy as an example :-)

#ma #gma #nana - family tags for things that remind me of my family !

#⭕️ - objectum stuff :-P

#important - self explanatory, no ?

credits:

@/animatedglittergraphics-n-more (assets on this post)

@/fuzzyghost (desktop website icon)

@/???? (desktop background please let me know)

interacts from @yoylechess !

[readingbooksinisrael]

Winnie-the-Pooh Specific Prompts Reads

(explanatory post)

The last twenty books I read for this challenge were prompts instead of spell-outs which, for my convenience, I have divided into broader prompts, specific prompts and very specific prompts.

Chrissa/Mary Casanova (has numbers 1, 8 and 2 in pub. date)-A reread of a very good book. All elementary school aged kids should have it or something similar. Also, the art.

Althea Joins the Chalet School/Elinor M. Brent-Dyer (set in a private school)-A reread of a not very good book. But I know how I’d make it better, lol.

Beyond/Mercedes Lackey (mc is part of high society)-I was so scared this book wouldn’t be good but it was amazing. Even if you haven’t read anything in this world before you can start from here.

The Importance of Being Earnest/Oscar Wilde (play)-A reread of a very good play after reading a disappointing book purporting to be based on this play.

Light from Uncommon Stars/Ryka Aoki (about outer space)-I did not like this at all.

דרקון הארגמן הנעלם\אשכר ארבליך-בריפמן (has a named forest)-I like exploring fantasy worlds, what can I say? But EE-B (my beloved), please stopw ith the love triangles.

Henry and Ribsy/Beverly Cleary (fictional location based on an rl location)-A new Henry Huggins to me and I loved it. My favorite of the series so far.

[retropopcult]

Beloved children’s author Beverly Cleary has passed away, just a few weeks short of her 105th birthday.

Beverly Atlee Cleary (née Bunn; April 12, 1916 – March 25, 2021) was an American writer of children's and young adult fiction. One of America's most successful authors, 91 million copies of her books have been sold worldwide since her first book was published in 1950. Some of Cleary's best known characters are Ramona Quimby and Beezus Quimby, Henry Huggins and his dog Ribsy, and Ralph S. Mouse.

The majority of Cleary's books are set where she grew up, in the Grant Park neighborhood of Portland, Oregon.  She has been credited as one of the first authors of children's books to figure emotional realism in the narratives of her characters, often children in middle-class families.

She won the 1981 National Book Award for Ramona and Her Mother and the 1984 Newbery Medal for Dear Mr. Henshaw. For her lifetime contributions to American literature, Cleary received the National Medal of Arts, recognition as a Library of Congress Living Legend, and the Laura Ingalls Wilder Medal from the Association for Library Service to Children. The Beverly Cleary School, a public school in Portland, was named after her, and several statues of her most famous characters were erected in Grant Park in 1995.

Cleary was an only child and lived on a farm until she was six years old, when her family moved to Portland.  The adjustment from living in the country to the city was hard for her, and she found school challenging; in first grade, her teacher placed her in a group for struggling readers. Cleary said, "The first grade was separated into three reading groups—Bluebirds, Redbirds, and Blackbirds. I was a Blackbird. To be a Blackbird was to be disgraced. I wanted to read, but somehow could not." With the help of a school librarian who introduced her to books she enjoyed, Cleary caught up by third grade and started to spend a lot of time reading and at the library. By sixth grade, a teacher suggested that Cleary should become a children's writer based on essays she had written for class assignments.

After high school, Cleary went on to the University of California, Berkeley, where she earned a Bachelor of Arts in English in 1938. She also met her future husband, Clarence Cleary, during her time at Cal. The couple eloped and were married in 1940.  During World War II, she got a job as a librarian at the U.S. Army Hospital in nearby Oakland.  Working with children, Cleary empathized with her young patrons, who had difficulty finding books with characters they could identify with. After a few years of making recommendations and performing live storytelling in her role as librarian, Cleary decided to start writing children's books herself, and in 1942, she became a full-time writer. 

[trashyswitch]

Chase’s Wake Up Call

Chase is feeling off. He’s too bored to think of anything to do, too sad to do anything, and too tired to attempt anything. All he wants to do, is sleep all day.

But Jackie, is not going to allow a gloomy Chase to walk around (more like sleep around) the house all day! Chase needs a wake up call! And Jackie knows just what to do!

Chase walked into the living room, slumped over with a blanket on his back. He walked up to the nearest couch, and collapsed onto it. Chase was in a weird funk. He was bored, tired and sad at the same time. He couldn’t think of anything to do, which made him sad. He considered going for a walk, but he was tired. He considered drinking some whiskey to get the sadness away, but the relief wouldn’t last. He needed a serious pick me up.

He was laying on his stomach with his face smooched into the cushions, and a blanket on his back. So, he didn’t realize that Jackie had flown above him, and noticed his funk. He flew himself down to Chase’s field of view.

“You don’t look good buddy.” Jackie commented.

“I’m not.” Chase mumbled in the cushions. Jackie went into a sitting position and floated down beside him.

“What’s making you blue?” Jackie asked.

“I don’t know.” Chase mumbled. Jackie lifted an eyebrow.

“Well, something’s gotta be bringing you down.” Jackie stated.

Chase mentally rolled his eyes and shifted his head.

“Why don’t you go for a walk? You tend to go for walks whenever you feel gloomy.” Jackie suggested.

“I’m tired.” Chase replied.

Jackie lifted both eyebrows in surprise. This is one serious funk... “Do you want me to get you some ice cream? We have some in the freezer.” Jackie suggested. Chase thought about it, but shrugged his shoulders. At this point, he didn’t care.

“Oh! What about some coffee?” Jackie suggested.

Chase lifted an eyebrow. A coffee? At 2 o’clock in the afternoon? Why bother? All Chase felt like doing right now, was sleeping the day away.

“I just wanna sleep.” Chase mumbled. Jackie’s face fell, but he shrugged it off.

“Okay. Whatever you say. Have a good sleep.” Jackie replied, before flying away.

A few hours later:

Jackie came to check up on his tired friend. He looked at the couch, to see a sleeping Chase, but with the blanket knocked off him. He must’ve been kicking or moving in his sleep, to lose his blanket like that. He seemed so comfortable. He must’ve been beyond exhausted to be sleeping this long. But, Jackie decided that enough was enough. It was time for him to wake up.

He flew over top of the sleeping body, and thought of how he was gonna wake him up. He thought of just shaking him awake, but that would’ve been boring. He wanted something fun! He thought about using a pillow. That seemed like the better choice. He grabbed a decorative pillow that was nearby, and readied the pillow behind his back. But, just as he was about to throw it at the man, a tiny feather (probably from the pillow) came floating down in front of him. Jackie paused his plan and watched the feather float to the ground. When the tiny feather touched the hardwood floor, a lightbulb went off above his head.

Placing the pillow back where it was, he quietly flew to the arts and crafts closet and opened the door. He looked around in the different bins and craft items, and came across a ziplock bag of multicoloured feathers from the dollar store. He grabbed a wide purple fluffy feather, and a narrow yellow stiff feather. Then, he put the bin back, and few over to the couch once again. He looked Chase up and down, to figure out where he wanted to try the feathers first. While looking down, he couldn’t help but notice that Chase’s feet were bare. That single sight had sparked some intense mischief inside of him.

So, he flew to the end of the couch, and put away the purple feather. He lowered his feather to the sole of his left foot, and waited for the touchdown. When he felt the tip touch the sole, he quickly fluttered it back and forth.

Chase pulled his foot away and paused his breathing for a second. Jackie pulled his feather back and covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing. After a couple seconds of suspenseful waiting, Chase relaxed his feet and started breathing again. Jackie slowly uncovered his mouth and reached his feather back onto his foot. Once it touched, he fluttered it back and forth again.

This time, Chase let out a squeak and pulled his feet back once again. Jackie looked up, and noticed Chase was trying to squeeze his eyes shut, and stop the little smile showing up on his lips. Growing more and more determined to wake him up, Jackie decided to go all out. He grabbed Chase’s foot, and fluttered the feather back and forth on his sole.

Chase let out a high pitched squeal. “Hehehehey! Whahahahahat are yohohohou dohohohohohoing?” Chase asked through his laughter.

“I’m waking you! Wakey-wakey, sleepyhead!” Jackie cooed, moving the feather to Chase’s inner arch.

“GAHahahahahahaha! Wait! Plehehehease! Hahahahaha!” Chase yelled, kicking his free foot as he curled into a ball.

“Please? Please what?” Jackie asked.

“Tihihihihickle mehehehehehehe!” Chase pleaded.

“Oooh! Please tickle me! Why, I’d LOVE to tickle you!” Jackie teased, dropping the feather and using his fingernails to tickle Chase’s feet more.

“Wait, WHAT?! THAT’S NOT WHAT-HAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase screeched.

“I’m sorry, what was that? That wasn’t what you meant?” Jackie asked. Chase shook his head hysterically.

“No? No as in ‘No, that’s not what I meant’? Or no as in ‘No! That’s wrong’? Please be more specific.” Jackie asked curiously.

“FORMER! THEHEHEHE FOHOHOHOHORMER!” Chase replied frantically.

Jackie gasped. “Oooooh! I think I get it! You didn’t mean this much tickles...” Jackie started. Chase would’ve let out a sigh of relief if he wasn’t laughing right now. “You meant EVEN MORE TICKLES!” Jackie proclaimed. Chase’s eyes practically bounced right out of his skull.

“JACKIE! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT TOUCHING ME, YOU HAVE ANOTHER THING COMING!” Chase threatened.

Jackie lifted his eyebrows in pure surprise.

“Huh...And I was considering going easy on you...Welp, that’s thrown out the window now. Get ready for the climax!” Jackie declared, wiggling his fingers teasingly and flying upwards. Chase watched Jackie carefully, ready to strike when the moment hit. But suddenly, when Jackie dived his entire body down to attack, Chase yelped and curled into a cowardly ball. Chase’s eyes were shut, and his teeth were clenched. He was ready.

But...nothing happened. Realizing this, Chase opened one of the eyes, and saw a face full of Jackie with his hood. Jackie gave Chase a big smile, and dug his fingers into his stomach.

“EEEEEKK! AAAhahahahahahaha!” Chase laughed, turning onto his back and swinging his arms every which way. Jackie stopped his fingers for a second, and dug his fingers into Chase’s hips next.

“OH NOOOOOHOHOHOOHO! JAHAHAHAHAHACKIEEE!” Chase called through his intensified laughter. Suddenly, the tickling stopped, and some more tickling had started again: on his feet once more. Jackie had flown away, grabbed both feet and spidered them with tons of tickles.

“For the love of gahahahahahahad! Too much! Tohohohohoo muhuhuhuhuch!” Chase warned through his bouncy laughter.

Jackie kept on tickling a certain place on his body for a few seconds, before switching things up and trying a new spot. It was like Jackie was teleporting in and out from every angle he could, covering different areas of skin with tickles. With this new method of tickling, Chase’s laughter bounced from hard to soft, from cackles to giggles, from sudden squeals to unexpected snorts, and from normal pitched to high pitched. It was odd being able to hear all the sounds Chase’s voice could make. They were bits and pieces, but it was adorable!

“What’s this? A ticklish neck? How unusual? Perhaps I could put my glorious facial hair to good use?”

“Ooooh! I see some ticklish little ribsies! Let’s see: How many ribs are there in the human body? I could ask Henrik, but I’m afraid he’s busy! So, we’ll have to find out ourself!”

“Is this what I think it is? You’ve seen it here folks! Mr. Brody here, has ticklish armpits! It would be a shame if someone were to expose such secretive information.”

“Would you take a look at this belly button! So small! So deep!...and so ticklish! Aaaa coochy-coochy-coo! Aaaa coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coo!......Aaaaaaaa coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coochy-coo!”

And the teasing! Dear god the teasing! It was killing Chase!

Meanwhile, Jackie had took a mental note of the spot that made his favourite laugh: the titters, giggles and snorts. You’re probably wondering: what’s a titter? Well, it’s another word for a ‘short, half suppressed laugh’. That’s right people! Chase would let out suppressed laughs, snort in between, and burst into giggles! Who knew such an adorable laugh existed?! Certainly not Jackie. Jackie had come back to the feet for a bit, before trying out the back of his knee. This was the moment Jackie just about died from cuteness overload. It was like seeing a newborn puppy whimper for the first time!

For the final spot, Jackie wanted to try out the back of the knee and get that adorable laugh one more time. Using the yellow feather, he fluttered it back and forth on the back of his knee.

“Pffffff! *snort* Hehehehehehehe! Plehehehehehease! *Snort* I��m behehehegging yohohohou!” Chase pleaded, ground pounding the couch and shaking his head wildly. By now, Chase’s hair had gone messy, his hat was on the floor, and his shirt had remained risen up from Jackie’s tickle session on the belly button.

“Okay, okay, okay. I’ll stop.” Jackie heartened, slowing his feather, placing it onto the couch’s arm chair and flying away from him to give him space. Chase laid on the couch in the fetal position, letting out the leftover giggles that were trapped in his lungs. His hair was messy and standing up in a few places, and he had a wobbly smile that wouldn’t go away no matter what he did.

“You feeling better?” Jackie asked, floating closer.

Chase turned to Jackie and smiled wider. “Yes, thank you. Though, I lost my hat.” Chase said, looking around the couch.

Jackie looked down, and found the hat on the ground. He picked it up, dusted it off and reached it out for Chase.

“Thanks...” Chase said, grabbing both the hat and his arm along with it. Confused, Jackie was gonna say something. But he ended up being interrupted by his own yelp, as Chase pulled his arm towards him and locked him into his arms.

“Your turn!” Chase announced confidently, holding Jackie in his arms.

“What?! I did this to wake you up! I’m already awake!” Jackie argued.

“Good! That means you’re ready for this then!” Chase clarified, digging his fingers into Jackie’s bottom ribs.

“BAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CHAHAHAHAHASE! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jackie exploded,squirming back and forth like a mad man and throwing his head back against Chase’s shoulder.

“My my my! What ticklish ribs you have! It would be a shame if a bad guy were to find out this secretive information.” Chase teased, smirking at his evil words.

Jackie yelped at the threat. “NOHOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHOHOHON’T! DON’T TEHEHEHELL THEHEHEHEM!” Jackie begged, squirming growing more and more frantic.

“Oh don’t you worry, damsel in distress: I’ll keep your secret.” Chase replied, winking before digging his fingers into Jackie’s hips.

Jackie let out an ear piercing squeal, and bursted out into high pitched giggles.

“Goodness gracious! You’ve got some deep hips! I’d better dig a little deeper! zzzZZZZZZZZ! ZZZZZZZZZ! ZZZ! ZZZ! ZZZ! zzzzZZZZZZzzzz!” Chase teased, making electric drilling noises as he dug both fingers deeper and out of Jackie’s hips.

“EEEEEEEEKK! COME OHOHOHOHON! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Jackie pleaded desperately as he squirmed wildly.

“I’m almost done drilling! I just need to make the circles a little bigger! Alright?” Chase explained, before digging deeper and drawing circles with his fingers.

Jackie threw his head back and gasped, before letting out an ear-piercing scream. “YAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! CHAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!” Jackie screamed.

“Whaaaat? Is it too much? I thought a strong superhero like you could handle this?” Chase teased with an evil smirk.

“I-I CAHAHAHAN! IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAN!” Jackie argued.

“Oh! You CAN handle it? That’s great! Cause there’s a one more spot I want to try before I stop.” Chase replied, removing his fingers before picking him up bridal style.

With Jackie safely secured in his arms, Chase lowered Jackie onto the couch and quickly grabbed his feet.

“W-Wait! Not...my feet...please...I’ll go...insane...” Jackie begged through his breaths. Chase ignored him at first, focusing on removing the red socks off his feet.

Chase glanced up at the man, and started to feel a bit bad. So, he decided to take pity on him. He looked around, and noticed the yellow feather from earlier, lying on the floor. He picked it up, and showed the superhero.

“Look what I found?” Chase asked, spinning the feather in a mesmerizing manner.

Jackie gulped, and felt his face darken into a darker shade of red.

“Any last words?” Chase asked, lowering the feather closer and closer to the left foot.

Jackie’s giggling got worse, the closer the feather came. Waiting for the touchdown was torture in and of itself, let alone the tickling that was gonna go with it. Jackie kept his mouth shut as he stared nervously at the feather.

“Well in that case, let’s get on with it!” Chase declared, fluttering the feather against Jackie’s soles.

Jackie let out an insane amount of titters and giggles. When Chase moved the feather to the inner arch, Jackie just about lost it! He threw his head back and let out long fits of cackles. Squirming wildly, he kicked his feet and practically eradicated the couch with his fists alone. Chase’s jaw dropped. Who knew a superhero could express such reckless behaviour?

“Wow! Who knew a superhero could hold such aggression?” Chase teased.

Jackie would’ve replied, but his laughter was stopping him! He couldn’t reply, he couldn’t push away, he couldn’t even tickle back! Chase was just out of reach! The only thing he could do, was laugh and laugh and laugh. And he...actually loved it! He loved being in this position!

“Okay. How about these tiny toesies? Are they ticklish, by any chance?” Chase asked in a baby voice as he examined his toes up close.

Jackie looked away from the man, his face a deep scarlet hue.

Instead of asking again, he answered his own question by fluttering the feather under his toes.

Jackie let out another squeal, and burst out into hysterical laughter. Jackie couldn’t take much more. But, he couldn’t tell him. So, he rolled towards the end of the couch, and allowed himself to fall off. In a single second, Chase’s smirk has slid off his face. He jumped over to help him.

“You okay? I’m sorry if I took it too far.” Chase apologized guiltily. Jackie waved his hands and let a weak smile grow onto his lips.

“It’s...okay...I just wanted you...to feel better...If that involves me...being tickled...as well...than I’ll allow it...” Jackie replied through shallow and quick breaths.

Chase’s body lightened up. “Okay. Good. Thank you.” Chase said, hugging his sweaty friend.

Jackie smirked and gave Chase’s ribs a little tickle. “No problem.” He replied.

“Hehehehey! Nohohoho mohohohore!” Chase laughed, leaning his forehead against Jackie’s shoulder and lightly squirming back and forth.

“Hmm...nah.” Jackie replied before digging his fingers into Chase’s armpits.

“BAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase exploded, throwing his head back happily.

Jackie decided to take the upper hand on the tickle fight once more.

“Do I have your permission to give you a raspberry?” Jackie asked.

“Whahahahat?!” Chase replied through his laughter, confused and shocked at such a weird question.

“Can I give you a raspberry?” Jackie asked.

“We hahahahave no rahahahasbeheherries ihihin the house!” Chase exclaimed. Jackie rolled his eyes.

“No! Not that kind of raspberry, silly! This kind of raspberry!” Jackie clarified, before blowing a big raspberry onto Chase’s neck.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HOHOHOHOHOLY SHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase screamed, completely unprepared for the strange sensation.

Jackie gave him a break, to let him properly talk. As the man took control of his giggles once more, his eyes widened at a sudden realization.

“I used to do that to my child all the time! I didn’t know it was called a raspberry!” Chase exclaimed.

“Really?!” Jackie replied, surprised that such a person could do something without being educated by it...actually, never mind. People do things without knowing about it all the time!

“Ya! Well, I guess an old man like me learns something new everyday...” Chase decided. Suddenly, Chase thought of something. “Wait a sec...how did you know what it was called?” Chase asked.

“Oh my god...I’ve known about that silly form of torture since I was a kid myself. My parents were ruthless ticklers.” Jackie explained.

Chase thought of an evil little thing to ask... “How would you feel about a blast to the past?” Chase asked.

Jackie lifted one eyebrow. “How so?” Jackie asked. Before Jackie could properly think, Chase had wrapped his arms around him, bent down, lifted his shirt, and was taking in a big puff of air.

“Oh GOD! NO, DON’T YOU-“ Jackie shouted, before feeling the rippling feeling of a raspberry against his belly button of all places. Jackie just about lost it. It had been so long since he felt the familiar tickly feeling! The last thing Jackie thought before going mad from laughter, was:

I hope no one walks in and sees this...

[dinerfries]

my attempts to upscale a couple teo forum icons! i think they turned out okay theyre not perfect but feel free to use them if you want :-}

[yoylechess]

OGH hi i thinmmk youre still doing those art requests so if its not muhc coullld you pretty please draw my guy 🥹 no pressure of course

aha dont mind two there they just cant be separated . anneeeways thankieesss

i know what you are...... heres your awesome doodle my friend ^_^ ft separated

[hadererer]

answer the questions and tag people you want to know better!

Tagged by @the-bird-of-wisdom thank you ed💕

Name: audrey

Nickname: audge

Zodiac: aries sun, capricorn rising, libra moon

Height: 5′4

Languages: english, some mandarin and spanish, and even less setswana 

Nationality: us 

Favorite season: fall/winter i love the cold :) 

Favorite flower: sunflowers and those purple weeds (not sure what they’re called sorry) 

Favorite animal: whales! 

Favorite scent: i love musky/floral scents as long as its not too strong 

Favorite fictional character: eddie kaspbrak 

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea 

Average sleep: ~10-ish right now? it depends on the day 

Favorite color: blue 

Dogs or cats: 🐶

Number of blankets: i have three on my bed but i usually carry one around the house too ahsdlskj i love blankets 

Dream trip: to greece! i was supposed to go next year but with corona/losing my job that’s tbd rn

Blog establishment: 2013? i think? 

Random fact: never broken/sprained/fractured a bone! 

Gender: cis female

Sexuality: bi 

Harry Potter moral compass: i havent taken the test in years but i think it said i was hufflepuff? 

Where are you from: pa 

Why did you start this blog: i think it was because i was really into superheroes and i kept seeing art online from tumblr but i honestly cant remember for sure sorry 

Most recent album played: sleepyhead by cavetown 

Tagging: @watchemma2020 @boreoku @seraphanlon @ribsy and anyone else who wants to do it!! 

[ribsyramble]

i drew this in my english book and i liked it so much redrew it from memory in ibs paint and it lookz SO much worse but whatever

[lastparty]

tagged by @ribsy :-)

1. are you named after anyone? nope

2. when was the last time you cried? i cried watching a movie this afternoon and then afterwards when i was lying down just because

3. do you have kids? no and hopefully will never

4. do you use sarcasm a lot? i think so but i’m not great with it so mostly only with people i am comfy with i think

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people? their face i suppose? and general demeanour

6. what’s your eye color? dark brown

7. scary movie or happy ending? happy ending! it chapter 2 do not interact

8. special talents? yea no

9. what country where you born in? australia

10. what are your hobbies? reading... sleeping... listening to music... sometimes i "write” but i don’t think it is enough to qualify

11. do you have any pets? no :( i want cats

12. what sports do you play/have played? i rowed for a bit was bad at it

13. how tall are you? 160cm

14. favorite subject in school? latin like a nerd

15. dream job? i simply do not dream of labour. jk i would still love to work at a bookshop otherwise high school teaching or academia or something to do with arts/publishing that one is a bit of a pipe dream but it would be nice

[dotsofpaint]

Day 87/100 #100daysofcreativewomen Beverly Cleary - born 1916 She’s 101 years old!!!! “Children should learn that reading is pleasure, not just something that teachers make you do in school.” Beverly Atlee Cleary is an American writer of children's and young adult fiction. One of America's most successful living authors, 91 million copies of her books have been sold worldwide since her first book was published in 1950. Some of Cleary's best known characters are Henry Huggins and his dog Ribsy, Ramona Quimby and Beezus Quimby, and Ralph S. Mouse. The majority of Cleary's books were set in the Grant Park neighborhood of northeast Portland, Oregon, where she was raised, and she has been credited as one of the first authors of children's literature to figure emotional realism in the narratives of her characters, often children in middle class families. She won the 1981 National Book Award for Ramona and Her Mother and the 1984 Newbery Medal for Dear Mr. Henshaw. For her lifetime contributions to American literature, Cleary received the National Medal of Arts, recognition as a Library of Congress Living Legend, and the Laura Ingalls Wilder Medal from the Association for Library Service to Children. The Beverly Cleary School, a public school in Portland, was named after her, and several statues of her most famous characters were erected in Grant Park, Portland, in 1995. (wiki)

“I feel sometimes that in children's books there are more and more grim problems, but I don't know that I want to burden third- and fourth-graders with them.”