#so i would know

[queenbeedarling]

Headcanon (but basically canon):

Home and Peach are in a queer platonic relationship. They just don't know what a qpr is, so they get a little confused sometimes. But they just shrug off said confusion because why be confused when can bicker with each other like an old married couple?

[halfagone]

Danny + Duke

Hey, quick question- Does the Danny x Duke ship have a name yet? Because I had a weird big brain moment while I was brushing my teeth the other day (and by that I mean over a month ago and then proceeded to forget about it till the new year) and I just thought:

We should call it Blinding Lights.

[impala-67-zeppelin]

i swear to god that the next time we see peter he listens to boygenius. “not strong enough”? true blue? souvenir? me and my dog? cool about it? he is who they describe when talking about “not strong enough” in the genius video. the song is about a guy(gender neutral) who is having this realization that he’s not okay and he hates himself and he hates that he hates himself and craves attention and affection but at the same time believes he is unworthy of it and at some level above it all bc this is the best he’s gonna be and its just so complex. the fight between hating yourself and having a god complex. being ashamed vs proud of your mental illness. i love how gotg3 shows how all of them come to terms or start to come to terms(peter) with their problems and by the end of the movie make the best decisions for themselves. but fuck, peter needs to listen to boygenius😭

[enderham]

Outside the monastery, after the rain, Oscar finally has a good look at Max in his robes.

It's a bit surprising how well he wears them. All he has to do to be convincing is hold his hands in his sleeves, which he hasn't stopped doing even out of sight of the other monks. Oscar suspects it's the lack of gloves making him do it. He decides it's the unkempt hair that completes the look.

He'd seen Max shed his typical put-together appearance on numerous occasions. Much more often than he'd like in fact, given that it usually happened in the midst of Max doing something stupidly dangerous, but he genuinely did not know Max's hair was naturally curly. He almost looks like a different person. With the hood on, mischievous strands of hair escape their place and fall around the doctor's forehead in loose corkscrews.

He might've spent a tad too long staring at Max's profile because the younger man glances at him with a raised eyebrow. "What?"

Oscar clears his throat. "Didn't know you had curls."

The other's eyebrow stays raised. "That's by design, I'm not overly fond of them."

"I think they suit you." He retorts with a chuckle, "They somehow make you look even younger."

Max gives a quiet scoff. "Ah, yes, perfect. We all know how much of a fan I am of not being taken seriously." Ironically petulant in tone, with a curl falling into his eyes, the sight makes Oscar stifle another chuckle. For the sake of his friend's pride.

"Max " Oscar chastises, "That was a compliment. Show me someone who wouldn't wish to grow old slower."

The doctor eyes him suspiciously for a moment, but then concedes. "I suppose it is part of the human condition. Truthfully, I just dislike how hard they are to keep in check." He says as he pushes the strand of hair out of his face along with his hood and steps forward. Oscar lets him take the lead along the narrow path. Then, he takes in a forceful breath, as if he's steeling himself for something, or he's getting out of breath thanks to the increasingly difficult terrain. "Besides, few wear it as well as you." There's the glimpse of a grin being thrown at him over Max's shoulder, as well as a gleam in the young doctor's eye.

Oscar gives him a flat look. "Thanks. You shouldn't have." To which Max laughs. High like bells.

"It was only half a joke," and now he truly is somewhat out of breath, "revenge for that comment in the confessional was unavoidable, though the gray really does suit you."

This time Oscar spots a genuine smile on his lips, even though he doesn't turn around to show it off. "Ah, here we are." Max announces, and then it's back to business.

[addie-your-queen]

how is tomorrow already march 15. like I'm pretty sure last march 15 was like last month.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Knowledge Revenge.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[dayvan]

crashing the tulpar into the asteroid that turns you into a dog ft. lil curlydog fanart by @rdhndrd

some design notes under the cut

Curly: Husky mix, maybe GShep? (mush, captain, mush!!!) Anya: Silken Windsprite (or long-medium haired sighthound mix) Daisuke: seen at least 2 different instances of people drawing him as a Papillon and i agree wholeheartedly Swansea: XL Bully/Cane corso Jimmy: badly socialized German Pointer mix

also ciarans fanart is based on this

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[starrysharks]

ghanaian miku

[scramratz]

Did you know it’s legal in the USA for mattress companies to put fiberglass in their mattresses? They don’t even have to label them! So if you wanna commission me so I can buy a new bed I won’t stop you

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[lo-fag]

idk man. i just think itd be really cool if sign language classes were mandatory throughout primary school. yeah because it would make communication with deaf kids and autistic/nonverbal kids much easier. and those kids would be accessible to the others so they could make friends and have healthy relationships. yeah. and kids would eat that shit up man. like their own little secret language? they love that.

[tuttle-did-it]

David Tennant for Prime Minister, please.

edit- Since this is getting so much attention, edited to include descriptions of screenshots.

This woman has lost her fucking mind.

Jo, are you okay?

[xamitras]

For many of years I had this tradition of drawing Wirt and the beast once a year to see how much I have improved, then depression hit in 2023 and couldn't continue, but it left so really amazing art in the process

[hinamie]

to moving forward