I'm just curious. Also in case you don't know them by name, art below 👇
The crop is terrible on these so click to see better quality lmao
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Based on how I post.... How old do you guys think I am 😭
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im sad as i am concerned for people who reblog a ton of shit in like 000.1 seconds ... do u do anything else? :c
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I do wonder...how is the dialogue gonna fare in season 2?
Because writers werent on hand to make changes because of the strike...dialogue and scenes are constantly tweaked and rewritten on set sooooo like whats gonna be the result of no writers??
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SO! Streaming has finally reached desktop Tumblr! Ive been thinking about streaming art stuff n whatever! To my 85 followers, would yall actually watch me stream while I doodle shit? I think it’d be kinda fun :>
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what did you all dress up as if you dressed up at all for halloween?
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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ok for research purposes why do you take naps??
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grandparents/family members etc do not count, of course. im talking someone that was paid to look after you
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whale reference chart :)
pls reblog for sample size etc
follow for more occasional useless polls :)
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i did not expect to finish (?) this at all, so im left scratching my head because i've already used the hozier lyrics on a fucking sketch. which is my bad, really
i will be the devil
in your land of make believe
there. that should do it
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