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[sees somebodys nipples through their shirt] just like a translucent game boy advance.....

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presidential campaigns should be broke as hell and begging for donors i wanna see buttigeig doing raid shadowlegends promos in the middle of the next debate

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super mario 64 ds (2004) - watercolour

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major congrats to my friend the conversion student who found out at shabbat tonight that he's probably actually jewish because he mentioned his ancestors, the *goldbergs who left germany in ww2* and when we were like "um" he proceeded to describe multiple 'weird family traditions' that are just nibbles of judaism

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When my partner was in high school, they were friends with pretty much every queer girl in their small town rural school due to not being an asshole and also not yet knowing they were queer, but not Acting Like a Man™ because, frankly, most of the boys at school were complete dumbasses and they didn't want to be like that.

This means that, inevitably, they were caught in the middle of some good, old fashioned lesbian pining. They were the common denominator between Girl A and Girl B, the friend the two had in common. Girl A would come to them and sigh about Girl B and how pretty she was and how she'd never want to go out with her. Girl B did the same about Girl A.

And then spring break hit.

The thing about my partner is that they were born near the school cutoff date, so they're old for their grade. When most of their friends were 17, they were 18 and able to do things that legal adults can do. Such as rent hotel rooms.

So Girls A and B come to my partner saying they want to go on a trip together over break, but they're both still 17, so would my partner please rent them a hotel room and they'll pay them back? And my partner, being a good friend and knowing that their parents were assholes, said yes.

See, the thing is. It had been months of my partner being stuck in this wlw pining vortex. And they were completely in charge of the hotel booking. They looked at the booking request for two separate rooms. And they made a choice.

One room. One bed. Booked, paid for, reservation number passed on to their friends. And then all they had to do was sit back and wait.

Day one of the trip, my partner gets a frantic call. It's Girl A, on speakerphone with Girl B. The hotel had made some sort of mistake, they only had one room booked, with one bed!

"Yeah, two rooms were too expensive," says my partner, lying through their teeth. "I thought you'd be okay with sharing, since you two are friends."

"Betrayal!" neither girl yells because they're both standing next to the object of their affection.

"Haha, yeah, thanks," they say instead before hanging up.

Anyway, they came back from that trip dating. As far as my partner is aware, neither is aware that they fully orchestrated "only one bed" on purpose out of self defense.

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All of the full moons of 2024

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it's so foggy out on the road i can't make out (makeout?! 😳😏😳🥺⁉️❤️❣️?💗💓💕💞💖💛💚💖💛💝💋?) a thing 10 feet infront of me

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i got the coolest fuckimg thing ever this is so gender im going to explode everybody look at this awawawawawawawa

aaaaaaaaaaa me when i fucking get you !!!!!!!

got me some muthafucking skeleton claw!!!

ive been waiting like 2 years for this

you can get your own custom made from Gary Fay, just serach him up

im not sponsored but this is tight as fuck and i am so happy to finally have them

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Every time i’ve had to replant anything with serious roots and shake the dirt out i just can’t unsee the parallel

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Mrs. Claus opens "The Year Without a Santa Claus" by claiming the eponymous year took place "before you were born". Seeing as the movie was released in 1974, this means the year must have been before then.

Bounding this on the lower end is the presence of ice hockey - mentioned by Heat Miser - and the use of telephones. Ice hockey was invented in 1875, while Alexander Graham Bell built the telephone in 1876, meaning the year must post-date these. These figures give a range of approximately 100 years during which Santa may have taken his holiday.

Yet, narrowing this further is the presence of a December calendar counting the 1st to a Wednesday. Between 1876 and 1974, only the Decembers of 1880, 1886, 1897, 1909, 1915, 1920, 1926, 1937, 1943, 1948, 1954, 1965, and 1971 started on a Wednesday.

But still this can be narrowed further.

When Santa set out that Christmas Eve, we see what appears to be an almost full Moon in the sky. Within the years listed, only 1920 had a full Moon on Christmas.

Ergo, 1920 was the year without a Santa Claus.

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Hello my wonderful followers, please signal boost the hell out of this incredible and timely piece by Maya Deane and Kai Cheng Thom. Thank you 🩷

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They are now calling for a boycott of all Starbucks stores for December 20th to December 24th.

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Not to sound like a fuckin hippie but please for the love of god start noticing and appreciating the natural world around you. You don’t have to go hike the entire Appalachian trail or anything and I get that not everyone has access to the outdoors for various reasons, but just fucking … look around you when you’re outside. Notice the sky and the sun and the birds and creatures. Start caring about them. I’m begging you.

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Over 6 months in the making (mostly bc procrastination) but I finally compiled my Kanto Gym Leader Magazine series. I love the idea of an in-universe style fashion publication where they all do interviews about their hobbies and stuff

Want something like this for your own OC? My commissions are open!!