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other as in other than your agab, not other than your gender. so for eg a cis woman reading this the question is if you were amab would you be a trans woman do you think

FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK i got tomorrow tomorrow

clovers! something easy. i still make art sometimes!

[ID: a digital drawing of a bed of clovers on a square with a white border. some of the clovers poke out of the square. end ID]

i'm afraid the character limit in the former bird app is destroying my potential

a mouse and a rabbit walk into a silver fox's den

june is — zero is — akane kurashiki

oh so it's okay when you guys put your favorite little guys into situations, but when I, Kurashiki Akane,

akane kurashiki, survivor

Quote is from "You Feel It Just Below The Ribs" by Jeffrey Cranor and Janina Matthewson

Important part of their dynamic to me

schrodinger's girl

do any of you understand how much this cg haunts me. back straight you walk down the stairs with your shoulders tight, poised perfect like the bride you know you’ll never be. careful or you’ll fall. hand on the banister you walk down the stairs and meet his eyes for the first time in almost ten years and you can tell he doesn’t recognize you, and you almost don’t recognize him, but he still has that gap between his two front teeth, that mole under his eye, that scar on his left knee. probably. aoi was the one who took him. he didn’t trust you to do it. said you wouldn’t be able to hurt him and he was probably right. chest hurting you walk down the stairs and you stop, and you wish you didn’t have to leave again, and you wish you could fall down at his feet and say i’m sorry, junpei, i’m sorry i left you, i’m sorry i have to leave you again, i’m sorry and i love you and because i love you sometimes i wish i’d never asked to sit with you that day during lunch, it’s only that you were always alone, too, and i just thought maybe you would be the one who didn’t get scared by my eyebags, the way my skin drew tight around my bones. i’m sorry i was so unsightly, it’s just that my brother quit school by the time he was twelve, worked three jobs by fifteen, you know he can’t even do long division? his fists are his only problem-solver, and i know that’s not my fault, but a lot of the time it feels like it is. that’s true for many things. that day on the boat i cracked my head (just like you) so hard i saw stars and i saw a lot of other things, too, and i know you’ll be scared, junpei. i know you’ll be lonely. i know you’ll love other people and maybe it’s cruel for me to feel jealous over that. i wish i could stay, but it’s hard when i know exactly what will happen if i do. junpei, isn’t it sad? isn’t it tragic, the way infinite histories stretch out ahead of us, but i can’t love you in this one, or the next, or the next. we’ll spend our lives missing each other, junpei, and one day we’ll meet again and you’ll realize i’m not that same little girl by the rabbit hutch anymore, and on that day you’ll stop loving me the way i need you to. but i owe my life to your love, junpei. sometimes i wish that i didn’t have to fight so much harder than everybody else to keep it. sometimes i wish that the world was kinder. sometimes i wish that i hadn’t met you at all.

hey, you there. if youre reading this, I hope your having a freaking amazing day. and if youre not, go fuck yourself and stop trying to make the rest of us feel bad cuz were honestly just trying to just have a good time and forget the bullshit and don't really need to hear your attitude nor are we in the mood for it so basically take your ass home if your going to be like that

does anyone else think self immolation has, like, she her vibes while suicide by cop lowkey gives he him

im really sorry that i ran 4 red , lghts and im really really extra super super sorry that i pulled my gun on you. i know this doesnt change what i did but i want everyone involved to know that my behavior and actions is because i was listening to stressful music

my dad walking into my room: we gotta take the trash out tonight

me (harboring lifelong resentment after he mowed the beautiful American Burnweed that had sprouted in our lawn when I was 6 and which I treated as a friend with an elaborate backstory): i do not give a fuck

trans lesbian = tresbian = très bien (very good)

╰┈❥ Strawberry Pixels !! ♡₊˚⊹

[ art by @sweatermuppet ]

My first anatomy tutorial. How I connect arms to the torso. Simplified the muscles for better comprehension

PS. Pectoral is misspelled as “pectorial” in the picture. Don’t make that mistake haha

And I’d love to see the art made from using these as reference, you can message or tag me.. whatever you want

Edit: The extended names of the muscles:

Neck - Sternocleidomastoideus

Traps - Trapezius

Lats - Latissimus Dorsi

r/relationshipadvice I asked my evil villain boss (I'm a henchman) if he'd still love me if I was a worm, and he was all like, "to me, all humans are worms" is he dodging the question?

I hate hate HATE all those 2edgy 4me theories about kids shows. Like Angelica dreaming up the rugrats, or the ed, edd, and eddy children being ghosts, or literally anything that takes a lighthearted and fun kids show and has to turn it into some tragic take of rape or murder or misinformed mental illness. So you know what? From now on I’m gonna do the exact opposite. Every cool grim-dark show is now because of a bunch of children. To get us started: Game of Thrones: A middle-school DnD campaign with the most angry, vindictive DM who has promised to kill everyone’s player characters (and their family) by the end.

Dirk when he gets complimented