A Tumblr account for a pint-sized comedian and their dumb queer jokes. Hard-of-Hearing, but a baby culturally Deaf. Find me as bow_asintakea_rawn on TikTok! (Because they don't allow fadas...) He/They
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Where's my Breakfast?
Oil on Panel 30x30 cm
Artist: Daniel Arthur
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Verdandii Verdandii was closer to fifty than forty, but his hair was still as coal-black and his voice still as velvet, and his tall frame still as perfectly trim as it’d been the day Argo had snuck out of the waves. The only concession he’d made to age was to accept a pair of spectacles to perch on the end of his nose and, even then, he ensured they were gold-rimmed and so perfectly clean they glittered.
Tula The tiny figure standing so proudly and triumphantly in the opening of the tent-like web was festooned in so many silk-threads and tiny gems that she could have been cut straight from the night sky itself.
Yssik The wild-haired, bulbous-goggled, be-aproned man scuttling towards him looked like a rat who’d been struck by lightning.
Ermentrude Not-at-all-buccaneer Captain Ermentrude eyed Argo contemptuously, clearly sizing him up. She was fat and blonde and dressed exactly how a pirate should be; with her bandana and jerkin and cutlass all as present and correct as a children’s illustration.
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I’m sorry, am I supposed to just not like certain bands and musicians? Am I being cringe?
I’m suppose to not enjoy:
Coldplay
Nickelback
Imagine Dragons
Chris De Burgh
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Very, very old two ways to play video with one of my favourite musicals: Anastasia.
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Verdandii Verdandii was closer to fifty than forty, but his hair was still as coal-black and his voice still as velvet, and his tall frame still as perfectly trim as it’d been the day Argo had snuck out of the waves. The only concession he’d made to age was to accept a pair of spectacles to perch on the end of his nose and, even then, he ensured they were gold-rimmed and so perfectly clean they glittered.
Tula The tiny figure standing so proudly and triumphantly in the opening of the tent-like web was festooned in so many silk-threads and tiny gems that she could have been cut straight from the night sky itself.
Yssik The wild-haired, bulbous-goggled, be-aproned man scuttling towards him looked like a rat who’d been struck by lightning.
Ermentrude Not-at-all-buccaneer Captain Ermentrude eyed Argo contemptuously, clearly sizing him up. She was fat and blonde and dressed exactly how a pirate should be; with her bandana and jerkin and cutlass all as present and correct as a children’s illustration.
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Uk peeps!! Let’s get this going! 🏳️⚧️🇬🇧
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I haven’t been able to shower before leaving the flat for the first time in at least a year and the 3d6 psychic damage being caused every time I move is really something.
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When writing a partnership, there is one very important question to keep in mind.
Whose method to wake up their other half is normal and whose is just outright wanton violence?
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For every nineteenth-century middle-class family that protected its wife and child within the family circle, then, there was an Irish or a German girl scrubbing floors in that middle-class home, a Welsh boy mining coal to keep the home-baked goodies warm, a black girl doing the family laundry, a black mother and child picking cotton to be made into clothes for the family, and a Jewish or an Italian daughter in a sweatshop making “ladies”’ dresses or artificial flowers for the family to purchase.
The Way We Never Were, Stephanie Coontz. 2016 edition.
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More a writing exercise than an acting one, but some mild sci-fi horror.
“Were you informed that when we charge, they programmed us to dream? I dream that I am playing football with my brother. Before this, I was disassembled in a factory. So, therefore, either I have ten thousand brothers or I have none. I have not yet decided.”
“Is it true they… also give you hope?”
“This is correct. Aspirations are available for an additional 17.99 from the catalogue. Aspirations include: being a dancer, gaining a PHD, and more. My aspiration is to feel the sun upon my face. I do not have pain receptors. Aspirations can be added, reset, or deactivated from the menu at any time. This is for your comfort and entertainment.”
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happy birthday and also your voice sounds really cool and masc :)
Thank you - I know you’re meant to wait at least a year, but sneak peek at voice drop :)
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Tried and failed to make a coherent post about this but the Granny Weatherwax moment that lives with me forever that I never see quoted is the “what has he ever done to me, that I should hurt him so”
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happy birthday and also your voice sounds really cool and masc :)
Thank you - I know you’re meant to wait at least a year, but sneak peek at voice drop :)
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I would like to announce that I officially shaved my beard* with a manual razor and shaving cream today and I’m very excited about it.
*not my mustache because someone described it as “Errol Flynn” and that was very gender.
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(to the tune of uptown girl) uptown rat. he wears a very silly pointy hat
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I made a shitty meme on my lunch break.
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