#but it feels so unreal

[blorbosaur]

i'm coping.

i'm coping.

i'm coping.

i'm coping.

i'm. coping.

i'm. coping.

I'M. COPING.

[lesbxdyke]

I could think of no better way to share the news than this!

So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.

Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.

Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!

Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)

He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!

I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!

Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:

[composeregg]

edit (10/23/2024) now that the poll is over: Original version, with 10 questions, from April 2023 here

And, given that the original is from April 2023, that means I can very easily say:

No, this was not an ISAT reference!

Just because I use parentheses and 2nd person pov and love the same concepts of what a time loop can do to a person doesn't mean it's ISAT

(Yes, I like ISAT, the original poll is why I was recommended the game! But if you look at the original, you can see all the origins of the options to choose from, including what spurred me on with the moss option from the replies)

If I were going to make something for ISAT, I would never be so vague, you can simply look at my ao3 for proof of that

[tinysluttywizardwaist]

The Bright Queen sticking up for the Nein because one member decided to return a holy relict. This member is now living in a happy relationship with the man who stole the relict in the first place and is probably still wanted for treason by the Bright Queen. What a story.

[pealooza]

need a monster gf sooooo bad (theyre both the monster gf)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Swapping tips on how to be a bestie in the bath.

[stargirl230]

Sunshowers ☀️

It’s crazy to think I started this before I came to college and now I’m heading home for break…anyway here’s the final piece!

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[lifemod17]

the smile of the man who forgot the rules of a 2 truths 1 lie game and gave all three truths

your honor I love him

[amphibianaday]

day 1765

[ink-the-artist]

hi! hope you’re having a good day/night. wondering if you had any tip for achieving phosphorescence/fluorescence with colored pencils? i’ve been getting back into drawing after a long art block and wanted to draw some glow in the dark toys but i’ve been struggling to give a good actual green glow on a dark background. thought i’d ask since you’re incredible with colored pencil!

oh prismacolor neon colored pencils are perfect for this, they only have 3 colors (orange, yellow, and pink) but i think this is the closest thing to what ur describing that ive used in my own art

some of these are more subdued than others, i blend the neon color and a regular color (the neon pencils also have harder lead so are good for blending with) it creates this really nice underglow that i cant achieve with the regular colors. the more subtle ones have less of the neon color blended in and the brighter ones have more. the neon colors are really bright and vibrant it surprised me the first time i used one. my scanner does not pick up neon colors tho (idk if all scanners are like that) so I have to photograph the art instead whenever i use neon colors

im sure other brands have neon colors u can do this with (and other mediums too) this is just what i do

[katsuizu-stuff]

So obviously the speech bubble next to Izuku are his words. But are you telling me that the other two speech bubbles are Mitsuki’s speech bubbles.

“WHY ARE YOU MOVING AROOOOOUD?!?!?!” Alongside with “I’m so sorry, All Might! This kid was pretty worried about you! Sorry, Izuku-kun.”

“I’m so sorry, All Might! This kid was pretty worried about you! Sorry, Izuku-kun.”

Mitsuki call Izuku by his first name. SHE CALLED HIM BY HIS FRIST NAME! Not his last name, BUT HIS FIRST NAME!

In Japan people only call others by their first name if they are close to said person(s)

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT THE MIDORIYA’S AND BAKUGO’S HAVE A CLOSE FRIENDSHIP/RELATIONSHIP TO BE SAYING/CALLING EACH OTHER BY THEIR FIRST NAME SO CASUALLY!!!!?

IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE TELLING ME!!!?

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT IT IS CANON THAT MITSUKI IS IZUKU’S AUNTIE AS WELL AS INKO IS KATSUKI’S AUNTIE!!!!?

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT MITSUKI AND INKO ARE CANON AS BEST FRIENDS!!!!?

IS THAT WHAT YOU ARE TELLING ME!!!!!!!

[miscellaneoussmp]

The qsmp admins: got some straight gas 🔥😛 this strain is called "/tp @ e" 😳 you'll be zonked out of your gourd 💯

me: yeah whatever. I don't feel shit.

5 minutes later: dude I swear I just saw all the museum artwork and dinosaurs

My buddy Quackity pacing: Wake up? What the fuck? Don't do this to me.

[lemon-3ds]

A Minecraft Movie (2025)

[casinocircus]

I'm a stiff breeze away from custom ordering my own organic fabrics and making my own damn clothes and im not joking

[c-a-s-s-i-s]

In a world full of darkness and hopelessness you created something beautiful. People who can do that live forever.

[thefirstknife]

Some lore tabs that killed me dead and I'll never recover from them. Seasonal gauntlets are about Zavala realising and coming to terms with the fact that he is mortal and has mortal pains. Also, finally, the full confirmation that Guardians resume aging when they lose their Light:

He moved his chair back and considered his knee. What had he done to hurt it? He had not exercised yet, he had not gone on his usual patrol… he had done nothing. Why would a knee hurt from doing nothing? The riddle dissolved. He was starting to age.

But also:

He allows a hand to rest on his aching knee. To venerate it. He feels it solid under his palm. It is his, it is real, it is both portentous and precious. He is aging. He will age. An absurd and joyous thought warms in his chest: how fortunate, to have lived long enough to grow old. How invaluable, to make the space between himself and the horizon matter. How much time is left? And is it best spent with his knees under a desk?

Genuinely crying over this. How fortunate to live long enough to grow old. Man. Also at the end he asks for a break for one week and Ikora offers him two weeks.

The next one just... I have no words. It has to be read in full. It's about Saint going through it, having memories of his past and also dealing with the guilt with what's happening to Mithrax. Truly every sentence in this one is a gutpunch all the way to the end. Excerpts:

The hum of activity was overpowering yet reassuring to Saint-14 as he stopped to watch an older Eliksni expertly weave fabric on a well-worn loom. The woven symbols were unique and unfamiliar to the Exo, but he watched in awe as an iridescent glow emerged within the vibrant cerulean cloth. Fit for a Kell, Saint mused to himself— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory echoed in his mind. All he could feel in this moment… was shame.

Saint remembering his crimes against the Eliksni and feeling shame.

He hurried past the weaver and through the crowd, landing squarely in front of a tea stand, a sample placed in his hand before he could open his mouth to refuse. He looked down. The opaque liquid steamed in his cup, pungent and medicinal. Like distilled Darkness, Saint realized— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory filled his sight. All he could feel in this moment… was sadness.

Tea reminded him of all the stuff with Osiris and he is not processing it well. I say excerpts but I have to put the rest entirely because like. Okay.

Saint placed his favorite keepsake, a small stuffed bear, on the Kell's throne. Gently, he adjusted the lavender ribbon at its neck; the crisp satin sat in stark contrast to the bear's hazy black eyes, to its slightly worn ear and well-loved fur. A gift, once a comfort to a child of the City. A gift, once a comfort to Saint in the face of loss, in the face of— Breath caught in his throat; hands shook— Flashes of memory swelled in his heart. Osiris. His strong laugh. His deep, soulful eyes. The warmth of his smile. Of his touch. Memories of comfort, but all he could feel in this moment… was guilt. Intense and overwhelming, like daggers cutting through him, sharpness bleeding through sweetness. Saint breathed deeply and stared at the medical equipment around the empty throne before him. "The cost of my joy," Saint whispered, and he wept.

He has a teddy bear. He once gave it to a child, but someone returned it to him when he was grieving about Osiris, to comfort him, and he'd kept it. And he put it on Mithrax's throne because he feels guilt that Mithrax is suffering because he helped him and Osiris.

I'm ending it all.