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Having people like my ocs is so embarrassing like nooooo don't look at himmm I'm still building himmmm 😢😢😢 nooo he's not ready for you yet 😢😢😢😢😢😢 he's still in pre-release beta version 0.8 😢😢😢😢😢😢😢😢

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Hellppp some transphobe found my posts about getting surgery and is yelling in my asks about how I mutilated my ‘perfect feminine body’ . I got my wisdom teeth removed.

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the antique store i went to had a bunch of these for like 2 for $1

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Blind people must save a lot on electricity.

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being on the aro spectrum would be a lot easier if being single wasn't made to feel like a literal death sentence

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nimble, a border collie-papillon mix, wins the 12” class in the 2024 masters agility championship. the first time a mixed breed has won at westminster ever.

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life is good

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thinking/theorizing/imagining the potential horrors and mindscrew of when/if howdy goes through his metamorphosis with the concept of puppeteers/handlers in mind:

howdy knows that the time is here. and he has no choice but to close his store. his store is close because no one can take care of his store. oh sure, they technically can, they could take turn taking shifts in teams, but they can't do it like he can! no amount of hands they give are not comparable to howdy's own hands!

the days goes by. his friends keep him update. the store is 'open' in a sense that they come in just to see him. to talk to him, give him updates of their days and how the neighborhood is doing. howdy can't reply to them and he wishes he can. he misses talking. he doesn't like the silence. it's not even a true silence; he can hear their faint voices.

should their voices be faint in the first place?

one by one, his friends stop visiting. howdy isn't sure who was the last friend to visit him, now that he thinks about it. but the silence is here officially. it's quiet and dark and cramp and he hates it. he hates it he hates it he hates it. he hates that he has to go through this change. he likes everything the way it was! he was fine with who he was!

why was this necessary in the first place?

throughout this whole time, there's a pain and ache in his back. the pain and aches are everywhere. he feels something wet going down his back, and he feels warm all over. maybe a bit to warm. he feels like he's sweating. he feels hungry. he feels thirsty. parched. howdy cares more about getting water than eating food at the moment.

was he expecting being inside here to be that uncomfortable?

enough is enough, and howdy decides it's time to break free. he can't stand the conditions anymore. he needs the fresh air! so howdy uses his hands to break open to his freedom. he tries to. no matter how hard he tears it apart with his bare hands, he's still trap. howdy sees the prison still encasing him. he tries again, desperately so.

because now, he can see see the figures outside. he can hear them calling for him now. one voice is in a panic, asking if they should get him out. many are saying no; he can get out himself. this has him clawing his way out, ripping through the soft fabric of his prison.

the light of the building is shining far too bright for his liking and he squints. he falls hard onto the floor. the pain and aches on his back is gone. but his stomach is still growling for food and he feels if he doesn't get water soon, he'll die. he hears footsteps running to him, a group surrounding him and-

"what the hell happened inside the body suit, man?"

he's not sure what's happening anymore.

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The Gävle goat is getting a lot of attention around here, but I would like to make a case for a couple of other Swedish Christmas goats: The Kävlinge “Horny Goats”.

It has been a Christmas tradition in the town of Kävlinge since 2015 to put up a pair of goats in a traffic circle. And for just as long, there has been a somewhat more inofficial tradition that someone will move those two goats into a mating position, giving them the nickname “kåtbockarna” (literally “the horny goats”, a Swedish term similar to the English “horndog”).

One year an unknown person even put up three smaller goats around the two large ones, to indicate that they’ve had children.

This year, however, the goats have been positioned in a somewhat less intimate position, simply kissing eachother:

Swedish television news did a short feature where they interviewed citizens of Kävlinge about this latest change, and most of them expressed disappointment, apparently preferring the “horny” version.

Considering that “bock” usually refers to males of the species, this means that Kävlinge has had a public display of gay sex each Christmas for several years, enthusiastically supported by its citizens. I think that’s a Christmas tradition well worth celebrating.

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why does tumblr keep trying to push communities so hard. I already have a perfectly curated community it's called my dashboard

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why are yall not talking about the information yall don’t know? yall fake

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never getting over how genuinely distressed tai lung looks when po does his shuffling trick. mid fight this man stops and panics because he cant figure out a childrens magic trick

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if we've never met in person just know that i'm hotter and more pathetic than you imagine me to be

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last christmas man me a sand but the very next day man car door hook hand

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