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cats are really useful for when you need a small animal to sit 10-15 feet away from you and stare at you with unceasing neutrality
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todays stream results! how i draw and design lizards and amphibians. I plan on doing more next week
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3.08 // 3.09
#leverage#you can rip mean parker and eliot from my cold dead hands lol#these two are fiercely loyal and caring and have to fight against the world and themselves to do the right thing all the time and also#theyre assholes sometimes! including to each other! and that is an integral part of their characters!#to be able to be mean or callous and not scare each other off#theyre a little dangerous and a little fucked up and im sick of fanfic sanding down those rough edges!
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Wisconsin lichens will take one look at a grill cover and start growing all over it in direct defiance of everyone trying to grow lichens in a lab
i know this is an ask about the weird choice of substrate but I’m just really distracted by the sheer density here. just looking at this admiring how much they’re enjoying the grill cover but not the painted logo on the grill cover because it doesn’t have the right slightly degraded microplastic blend or something. I’ve seen whole trees with fewer lichens. what are they cooking in the Weber grill cover labs man
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brushing your hair, aroace style. holding your hand, aroace style. leaning on you, aroace style. laughing with you, aroace style. cuddling while going to sleep, aroace style. braiding your hair, aroace style. dinner together, aroace style. long hugs, aroace style. inside jokes, aroace style. "babe, love, dear," aroace style. making fun of things together, aroace style. giggling at three am, aroace style. driving to see you, or you see me, aroace style. meeting each other's friends, aroace style. meeting important people in your life, aroace style. dropping off a coffee while at work, aroace style. opening the car door for you, aroace style. comforting hand on knees, shoulders, head, back, aroace style. sleepy drives, aroace style. "I have ibuprofen," aroace style. "don't forget your meds," aroace style.
platonic swag, if you will.
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Several people have sent me that absolutely cringeworthy Richard Siken and Buddie shippers post and oh my god I’ve only been watching 911 for like 2 months and I want NOTHING to do with that corner of its fandom. I am not involved. I disavow them. They need therapy. Let me read fan fic, stare at beefcakes, and marvel at Angela Bassett’s delivery of “I shot off his junk” in peace.
#literally same op#my non fandom friend sent me a screenshot of the richard siken thing and i was like#911 fandom who i dont know her#seriously tho ppl are wild on here#i come to tumblr to rotate my blorbos around in the microwave#im a real human being offline with like#a job and a life and a relationship to my own queerness that is COMPLETELY DIVORCED from fandom life#which honestly is something i highly suggest
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it bothers me that you often don't really hear about people having a "favorite album" the way they might have a favorite movie or favorite video game
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GET TO KNOW ME ♡ Favorite Characters ↳ Maddie Buckley "I am gonna run out of these woods and I am going to live. I survived you."
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Genuinely so angry I can't live in the places I grew up because they are fundamentally too expensive for me to go home.
I miss San Diego. I miss Monterey. I miss my home so much every time I go back and visit my parents. But living in the place they live, in the place I grew up, is so wildly expensive that it might as well be Narnia. All I want to do is go home, and I simply can't. There is something fundamentally wrong with the world.
#my hometown isnt even a major city and its now too expensive for me to afford to own a home#a lot of wealthy people fleeing climate change in coastal areas are moving TO michigan and#its honestly pretty upsetting to see rich people buy up land while working class people cannot afford managed retreat#not even to mention it makes land back more challenging when suddenly all this rural space is now being desired by wealthy city dwellers#the city i live in now is actually more affordable than my mid-sized hometown#and that's partially due to racism#white people don't want to live in the city because they are afraid of “violence”#so while it's still more expensive than many rural places#its probably one of the cheapest major cities in the us to live in#also im lucky i love it here as a transplant#and could see myself staying for a while
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“We were separated. He couldn’t touch me.”
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while i was trying to wade through the large amounts of people trying to leave the central subway station, everyone abruptly came to a halt in front of the subway turnstiles. two french girls had misunderstood the tap-out process, and one of them was now stuck behind the gate. as i was wracking my brain on how to explain the tap-in tap-out process of the milan metro to both of them with my rudimentary french while they both got increasingly upset at the closed gate between them, a young teenager suddenly pushed me to the side.
i was just about to give him my most scathing disgruntled glare when he took out his ticket and, after realizing they had no common language, started gesticulating wildly in front of the french girl left behind. he pointed at the ticket, then at her, and very seriously said: “on three, we go.” she nodded, and after he counted to three, holding up his fingers so there could be no confusion, they sprinted through the gate together, giggling profusely afterwards as if they had just pulled off the heist of the century,
it was just a small moment during the morning commute. but i realized then and there that the time i had spent trying to intellectualize the problem and wondering if my lack of language skills would be awkward the situation could have already been resolved. and that while i had been mad about being pushed aside, the teenager got it exactly right: no questions, no fear or shyness, just direct action to help where you can and rushing there to do so. i think about him every time now when i run to lift someone’s pram or ask a lost looking person if they need my help despite the fear of being rude. on three, we go.
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DID YALL SEE THE STAR TREK AUCTION HAPPENING THIS WEEKEND??? THEYRE SELLING BEHIND THE SCENES POLAROIDS
LFNWKSOSWE IM NOT PKAY ‼️🗣
(credit to juliens auctions website for the screenshots!!)
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History loves to repeat itself
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