#wanted to try something out

[slime-sandwhich-nom]

My son was never a talkative person, he preferred using noises to get his thoughts through.

Typical of a cat, I'm sure. I am one!

Never understood why, maybe because I never got the chance to use that technique (since my parents wanted me to know the entire English vocabulary at four years old.) but I never put too much thought into it.

Until one day he came up to me, right after he woke up, hugged me and stared at me.

I thought he'd slow blink, usually he does that instead of a "I love you", maybe he's hungry, or just wants me to pick him up, but he just stared.

I didn't get it.

Until he said his first words, ever. "I love you mummy." Those were his first words.

He knew how to speak, at least we assumed, he just never did. And the first thing he says is that.

Then just walked away, walked away and went to get ready for the day and play with his many toys.

Like if he didn't just say an entire phrase.

it was the first time someone told me they loved me aside from Richard. Not even my parents ever said that.

My son's first words, and they were just there to tell me he loved me.

I think I spent the next hour or two crying about it.

[elephantlovemedleys]

She was beloved by every- one—from the mightiest of diplomats to the lowliest of subjects. During her 17 years as queen, Elizabeth of York was exactly the consort needed by England to help end the ugly, internecine Wars of the Roses. Sometimes, a gracious personality far outweighs the power of the potentate. Elizabeth of York was such a queen. ⎯ Elizabeth of York: Queenship and Power, Arlene Okerlund

[canetteto]

Dazai

[thatonepizzaman]

Test doodle bc boredom

[gibbearish]

love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking

[cyancees]

i have neither a good imagination nor aphantasia, but a secret third thing

[kinou]

early spring, back at the 41st

[lil-lemon-snails]

sometimes you just need to hear it v some stills below the cut v

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[artkaninchenbau]

People keep on asking for more Baby Robin and Papadile so here is more Baby Robin and Papadile. Now never ask anything from me ever again

[swordmaid]

back to the shadows 🌑

inspired by the storm by pierre auguste cot, shri’iia and astarion running away from the sun bc he’s a vampire and she has sunlight sensitivity.

please zoom in to see the details! 🥹🫶

[seancefemme]

ellie & joel

[paintedcrows]

It is imperative to me that Bill and Stan do torrid Duchess Approves roleplay and argue about character motivations

[soosoosoup]

Strawberry Swap

[yuzuuu4]

jackpot

[sysig]

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