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empydoc · 8 days
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i like the fact that most doc interpretations i see are often just the embodiment of a dishevelled person who definitely did NOT need a guy like hush in their life
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eidolons-stuff · 1 year
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i just want to acknowledge that anyone who likes wenclair is either: mentally ill, gay or both
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Books of 2023. THE TEN THOUSAND DOORS OF JANUARY by Alix E. Harrow. Up next! Back on my Driscoll-adjacent reading vibes, to fuel the Driscoll-centric revising vibes (pictured in the background).
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neko265 · 1 year
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Shading practice - today's model is Willow Wisp!
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altocat · 1 year
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Cat-dad Seph. With a cat army he adopted from the slums.
He really has no idea where these cats are even COMING from. Or why they always seem to follow him when he's making his patrolling rounds. Either way, whoops he now has close to fifteen of them under his care, some living outdoors, some not-so-secretly snuck into headquarters for his personal benefit.
NO you did NOT just catch him making kissy goo-goo mush noises at them. And NO he was NOT just holding one of them like a baby. His favorite of the lot most certainly is not named Daisy F. McFluff and he definitely doesn't like to rub his face in her tummy.
All of you gossiping cadets really are so ridiculous!
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marley-manson · 4 months
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i google scholared some key words to see if i could find whatever i read years ago about gay classical hollywood acting and didn't find it, but now i'm reading an article titled "Coming out against the War: Antimilitarism and the Politicization of Homosexuality in the Era of Vietnam."
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gabbythegoosequeen · 27 days
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I am no longer unemployed
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phoenix-flamed · 6 months
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I'm awake and lurking-ish! I'm still struggling a bit while my poor head gets used to having my meds again, so please bear with me for a bit longer.
You're all awesome. ;w; <3
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lordsardine · 2 months
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WHAT'S UP BITCHES (respectful) I PASSED MY LAST KRAV TEST (not respectful).
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henpeckedho · 3 months
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I accidentally just got drunk on a work night. The chain of thoughts that led to this:
I don't want caffeine so soda and coffee are out
I forgot to get juice this week at the store.
I didn't want a hot drink so no hot chocolate.
I had a wine "margarita" that I normally mix with lemonade or juice for an occasional drink on the weekends.
How strong could it be? I normally don't even get tipsy on the weekends when I do drink it, it will be fine. I will add lots of ice. I won't drink the whole thing.
Start school assignment and don't pay attention to the fact I'm drinking the entire thing while working.
Realize while trying to reply to a discussion post that I am, in fact, drunk.
Hope I don't have a hangover the next day at work.
Next time I will just have the caffeine. Better than this.
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kathastrophen · 5 months
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Gonna see THE MAN tomorrow and oh boy I'm not feeling ready for this.
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pelicantoes · 5 months
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IM ONE DAY AHEAD OF SCHEDULE AND I FEEL LIKE A GOD
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cattyanon · 1 year
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So I had a Sonic dream last night with some semblance of a plot? There are lots of holes to fill in that aren't the beginning of the story ofc, but it gave me quite a bit to work with!
The dream even showed me some obscured villains and a potential big bad. So while I'd have to come up with designs for them myself it was actually a pretty coherent dream?
Like I have a little dream diary on my tablet and not only did I manage to write a lot of what happened but I don't even need to look at it to remember said details. I am so lucky I am able to remember my dreams. The amount I remember tends to vary but this one was very clear...
Just to give you guys a little something I will say what characters that showed up in the dream: Sonic, Shadow, Tails, Amy, and Knuckles. And although the dream mostly featured Sonic and Shadow that was only the beginning of the story, ya know? Plus it makes sense considering uh... ya know... spoiler things.
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somuttersthesea · 1 year
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[8/10] favorite grace burrowes regency couples :: gayle + anna windham
the earl was silent behind her, winding her hair into a long braid.
“were your parents happy?” he asked at length.
“i believe they were, and my grandparents were.”
“as are mine, as were mine,” the earl said, fishing her hair ribbon out of his pocket and tying off her braid. “can you not trust yourself, anna, to choose the kind of husband i describe rather than that nightmare you recount?”
“the choice of a woman’s husband is often not hers, and the way a man presents himself when courting is not how he will necessarily behave when his wife is fat with his third child a few years later.”
“a housekeeper sees things from a curious and unpleasant perspective.” he hunched forward to wrap his arms around her shoulders. “you will not be my mistress,” the earl said again, “and you are very leery of becoming a wife, but what, anna, would you think of becoming a duchess?”
{the heir}
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spoonyruncible · 2 years
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I always forget that sometimes I get medically sick in a way that makes no sense but is also dramatically debilitating. Dramatically. Like, I sleep sixteen hours at a time, I have all the symptoms of a high fever with no fever, my stomach is ruined, I become moderately delirious, my anxiety spikes, and my whole body breaks out in a rash that looks a lot like measles. This lasts anywhere between four days to five weeks.
I dunno, I figure at some point I just kind of accepted it happens and that no one would ever help me. But I also kind of just put it in the back of my mind all the time because there doesn't seem to be any fixing or predicting it. Heat seems to, if not bring it on, at least make it significantly worse as I begin my Agonies ( I call this phenomenon my Agonies) by sweating so constantly that I am stickier than a lint roller and twice as miserable. There are chills, of course, there are always chills.
But the thing is that, through the joint pain and the extreme exhaustion, through the sweat slick fever mist, I always make sure my dog gets her goddamn walkies.
At the end of the day I'm the sort of a thing that's just going to feel bad rather a lot of the time. Much of this is no one's fault. But Rose doesn't know any of that, she just wants to sprint through the hot July air eating all the moths she can catch. And what I know is that, before she came to me, she was dumped in a crate full of her puppies which means that the most important reason for me is to make sure this stupid little animal is happy and loved no matter how terrible I feel. And I have felt terrible. I've missed two weeks of appointments, only barely made it to the pharmacy today (and my pharmacist had worried about me), and just kinda got by with the groceries I had on hand. But I'm not letting down my dog. I can't do shit to look after me, but I can haul my miserable corpse upright long enough to take care of dog.
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