Time for a break.
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I know I said I would bake a fancy pie but life happened, and not in an entirely fun way
This has to be the most beautiful thing one can say about a person
I just don’t get it. How can our society act so goddamned normal about seahorses. How can anybody so casually accept that that’s a fish???
This is one of nature’s most anatomically perverse of all beasts. A FISH, like a carp or a bass or a beta is a fish, but it bent its body straight up only to bend its head permanently back down. It stretched its skull into a pipe. It tapered its tail like a lizard, specifically like a chameleon. It can also move its eyes independently by the way, you know, like a chameleon. Fun fact, it can change color to express its mood, like you know whatever does that. It doesn’t properly swim anymore. It buzzes its few remaining fins like an insect’s wings to float itself around at a snail’s pace. It lives its whole life clinging to coral branches or seaweed, which means it decided to become a “tree dweller” in an environment where gravity didn’t even matter anyway. The males get pregnant. They make noises at each other by rubbing some of their neck bones together. Every day, EVERY DAY a mated pair does a little dance and a little neck bone song so they remember which two seahorses they were. They’re a beautiful precious obscenity. Nothing so adorable ever made such a strong case against a logical creator.
They have as little skin and meat as they could get away with. Their skeleton is almost all they are.
I get this feeling when I draw something cool and then I have to color it in
It’s too bad you guys can’t see the story I’m making in my head right now. The vibes are pretty epic. Unfortunately I think if I write it down then it would actually turn out to be pretty lame
I think what I love most about mythology is that the “Trickster God/Spirit” is an archetypical character found in almost every body of folklore. It’s like “Oh, here’s our God of the Sun, our God of the Sea, our God of Fertility, and our God of Being A Wretched Little Gremlin Who Causes Problems On Purpose”
done with the "came back wrong" trope. what about came back American
let’s be spherical with mama
growing up I was always afraid of being Found Out. not sure what I was hiding. just my whole self I guess
Reminder that spring will always come back, music will never stop being created, and there are still so many books left to read! You’re alive! You’re alive! You’re alive!
"I don't wanna bother you"
Have you considered that this is how your presence feels?
I want to learn swordfighting, but like, at home. Does anyone have any resources?
Aight two people liked the pie post, if I'm feeling better tomorrow I'm making pie.
You know what, I'm gonna say it. I enjoyed the Minecraft movie. Was it the best movie? No, but it's not supposed to be. It's not trying to take itself seriously, and that's the point. I just found it lighthearted and fun.
sorry i've been inactive i literally have bronchitis and its sapping any creative energy i have
This is exactly what I meant earlier, btw.
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P.D. Mood boards aren't back, but I've got some queued because I was stressed and needed a release...
why the hell am I getting so much Phineas and Ferb content on my dash
too many stories about turning yourself into a monster as a metaphor for pretending to be something you aren't and losing yourself in the process. not enough stories about turning yourself into a monster as a metaphor for choosing to openly embrace yourself even if it's strange to other people
Reasons I would have been burned at the stake for being a witch in the 1600's -
1. Love to read.
2. Love to garden.
3. Love to bake and mix things together in little pots.
4. I study science (I literally have a Bachelor's in biology).
5. I do not want kids.
6. I do not want a partner.
7. My dream is to be a hermit in a log cabin in the woods with a cat and an axolotl as my company.