hey relax for a second and watch the cat
@montythehumancrow you feathers look like one those weather tech mats
crow in the winter ❄️ Photo by Shawn Bergman
can we all take a minute to appreciate Monty for waiting outside the butcher shop for Edwin at an ungodly hour in the morning? He only met Edwin the day before and probably went straight home and made his little astrology chart, and then needed to show Edwin as soon as it was done. The trio was in the Devlin house overnight and they get out just before dawn, so it must have been sooo early in the morning but Monty was already there when they get home, sitting and waiting. All for a chance to speak to Edwin (and I know it was all part of Esther's plan but I also just know that he was sitting on that bench being just soooo excited to see Edwin again)
you sit 2 introverts at a table together this is what you get
Would it have even mattered if they asked what it was like?
I redrew it I did it yaaaay
(I still have a fondness for the original- done FOUR years ago!- but I hope I’ve done it justice with this new iteration!)
The words are an excerpt from the poem Jessica gives me a chill pill by Angie Sijun Lou
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Snow-botniks
idk how you guys can send anon hate, like i can’t even send a nice anon without being scared that i didn’t hit anon and now they know
Hot take: Actual literary analysis requires at least as much skill as writing itself, with less obvious measures of whether or not you’re shit at it, and nobody is allowed to do any more god damn litcrit until they learn what the terms “show, don’t tell” and “pacing” mean.
"please, expect me to be constantly on life support or monster" He/They | Gender fluid menace | Omnisexual Panic
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