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bitches be like "i love writing fanfiction" and then constantly second guess themselves because what if they're not good enough what if it's cringe what if no one likes it what if people laugh when they see it what if i mischaracterized someone what if i didn't tag it properly what if what if what if

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Just popping in to say that this appeared at the top of my Explore page in a cropped version. With the phone’s little dent thing it looked approximately like this:

And even this heavily cropped and covered up it’s still instantly recognisable what it is from and which scene it is, so big kudos to OP for managing to capture that so well!

My art 🎨(bic pen : black, turquoise, blue, green, red and orange + grey colored pencil)

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they are back

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Kya brings home a kitten and Lin is all "we're getting rid of it" but then Lin comes home worn out and collapses on the couch and the kitten curls up on her shoulder purring so loud and bumping it's head up against her cheek Lin's just like "okay fine you tiny thing- you can stay." Kya comes home late that night to see them and is like "soo can they stay?"

Kya desperately wants to be the kitten mama but the kitten is so desperately attached to Lin that she gives up and starts referring to it as “Lin’s cat” to which Lin pretends to be grumpy about but secretly she adores the lil kitty and spoils it

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You draw hats so well and im like so amazed by it because every time i try it looks like they're wearing buckets?? how do you draw them?? :o

pringles

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Siuan Sanche waits for only one woman...

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…and these all somehow come from the happiest country on earth??

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Finnish Christmas song topics

your brother died (Varpunen jouluaamuna)

your mother died (Konsta Jylhän joululaulu)

you are locked in a cage in a foreign country (Sylvian joululaulu)

life sucks and then you die, hi-ho (Hei tonttu-ukot hyppikää)

Baby Jesus freezes to death in the snow while humans stuff their faces indoors (Me käymme joulunviettohon)

Mary looks at Baby Jesus and has a vision of him crucified (Rauhaa, vain rauhaa)

Baby Jesus looks so peaceful on the manger, you know what, soon he will be executed (Heinillä härkien kaukalon)

Christmas elf has an existential crisis (Tonttu)

Bubbling under:

the whole family is drunk at Christmas dinner (Jouluaattona kännissä)

it snowed, it's beautiful, the homeless freeze to death under the bridges (Jos Helsinki on kaunis)

your friend went to war and promised to come back for Christmas, guess what, he's dead (Herra Melperin sotaanlähtö)

it snowed, it's beautiful, well you know what the black rotten leaves are still there waiting for the snow to melt (Musta, niljaisten lehtien kaupunki)

burglars dress up as Santas and rob the house when everyone is visiting relatives (Joulu on juhlista pahin)

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Sending out the love to all my fellow donut-house-builders.

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Keep your priorities straight: post fic.

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I went to the small pizzeria in a nearby village last month and asked for a calzone, and when she brought it to me the owner had a look on her face I can only describe as bitter.

Naturally my first assumption was that she was judging me for my food order (maybe calzones are too easy compared to other pizzas and she felt under-challenged as a pizza chef?), but then I looked at my calzone and the more I looked at it, the more I felt like it might have been a failed attempt at a cat calzone.

(I didn't ask for a cat calzone, just a calzone.)

If I had immediately identified it as a cat calzone I would have of course said something about it, such as "Aww that's so cute! You made it in the shape of a cat!! Thank you!" — but it was too late. I hesitated too long, and it was just failed enough that I wasn't sure it was meant to be a cat.

I think this poor woman knew her cat calzone was a failure and I wouldn't be able to recognise her effort for what it was, hence the bitterness in her eyes when she brought it to me.

I asked my friend if my pizza looked like a cat to her, and she said "Are you saying this because of the olives? I think they were just placed randomly."

no, I think they were meant to be eyes, and a cat nose. And those are the ears. Wait, I'll turn it in your direction so you can see

Friend: "It's just a pointy calzone... Maybe you should ask the chef if she meant to make it a cat?"

If I tried to make a cat calzone and the recipient of this gift went like 'hey, sorry, is this weird-looking thing meant to be cat?' I would sell my pizza restaurant and drown myself in the river.

After considering this, my friend said we could brainstorm a better phrasing—but then we ended up agreeing that since the chef didn't go 'haha sorry I tried to make a cat and failed!!' when she brought my pizza, the options were a) she didn't try to make a cat; b) she feels humiliated by her failure, and either way it's better to say nothing.

But I felt deeply curious about this unresolved mystery, so this week when I went back to the pizzeria I asked for a calzone again.

The options were now: a) the chef brings me a better, recognisable cat calzone and I immediately remark upon it and she's happy and we erase the failed cat calzone from the historical record and never mention it ever;

or b) the chef brings me a normal calzone, which suggests that the vague cat shape from last time was accidental and just another instance of chronic cat pareidolia.

(I refused to consider option c) The chef brings me another failed, hardly-recognisable cat. She just doesn't seem like the kind of person who would let that happen to her twice.)

Here's the photo of the failed cat calzone from last time, which, according to my friend, just looks like a pointy calzone with randomly-placed olives and not a deliberate attempt to make a cat:

And here's what the chef brought me this time:

THAT'S A CAT.

I knew it!!!!

And it looks so sad!! This cat calzone looks like it will burst into olive oil tears if you once again fail to identify it as the cat that it is

But I didn't; I was so ready this time. I went "A cat!!!!! It's so cute!" and the chef went like yes!!! I tried to make one last time but it looked weird :(

I said I was pretty sure it was a cat last time and apologised for not bringing it up and she said no, it's my responsibility to make it a decent cat. She also said she was glad I'd come back and ordered another calzone because she was really bothered ("vraiment embêtée") by that first failed attempt, and wondering if I'd noticed an attempt was made (and failed)

That's so relatable. It's like when you make a really embarrassing spelling mistake in a text and you're not sure if the other person has seen it and is judging you for it. Should you bring it up? Can it go unnoticed if you don't? It's the cat calzone equivalent of that. I'm so glad we were able to clear the air.