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based on extensive observation, I believe that my cats have only a tenuous grasp on how much of my body is “me”
It’s like, Head: definitely Big Friend, note eyes and noise-hole.
Hands: 90% certainty of Big Friend, 10% possibility of toy. comprised of two main parts, the rubby-rubby and the wriggly-scritchers. does Big Friend control them with her mind? the mechanism is unclear.
Arms, aka “Cuddle Snakes”: do these help Big Friend’s hands from getting lost? good place to sit.
Torso: ??? we have no idea what this is. smells like Big Friend but serves no observable purpose. treat as terrain.
Legs, see: “The Lap Conundrum”: 25% chance of Big Friend, totally uninteresting. WHEN LAP: 90% chance of Big Friend, excellently warm. where does the lap go? our finest cat scientists seek the answer to this mystery, but no breakthroughs as of yet.
Feet, aka “Twitchy-Kickers”: 10% chance of Big Friend, 90% chance of foe. all attempts to communicate have ended in hostility. Destroy on sight.
HOLY FUCK NO- THE WAY JASKIER’S FACE FUCKING DROPPED WHEN JENNIFER PUT HER HANDS ON GERALT’S FACE!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!
R.i.p. technoblade
fly high king
(god im crying as i do this, and i also did while drawing this, so yeah, sorry if its not much)
💀🔫.
(now I have to go to school, literally kms)
a very friendly fuck you to all people out there who think it’s funny prank to play really high pitched noises
done this thing with my beloved
im having such a bad day i wanna cry
07
Black leaves crumble under guarded claws; bright eyes gaze benevolently.
You feel your soul warm immediately, you feel loved. You feel at home.
No.
You refuse to call this prison your home.
Those kind eyes swell with knowing pity.
She knows. But so do you.
Your rebel act will rot you from within.
Slowly.
Till only a husk remain, another toy, another trophy, left alone, left discarded.
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ,
sᴏ ᴡʜʏ ғɪɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ?
̶W̶̶h̶̶y̶ ̶f̶̶i̶̶g̶̶h̶̶t̶ ̶M̶̶e̶̶?̶
idk how. but my entire mouth is like ripped and swollen.
my tongue hurts, my gums hurt, my cheeks hurt, my throat hurts, myMOUTH HURTS
IM FUCKING SOBBING IT HURTS SO MUCH!!?!!!????!?!?!!????
WHY ARE YOU SO LOUD 😭
the way people online talk about art they like is utterly intoxicating
I just learned what happens to anaxa in 3.2… without having finsihed it yet
I’m gonna fucking kill myself
you know when you draw and sit like this
It's probably gonna be just me, but does anyone else wish there could be a scene in the show where resurrected Garmadon saves Lloyd in a volcano?
This might seem like I'm a sucker-for-angst-starving for a callback to Season 1 about their relationship, and that's true. I just really want a reference in the show to when Garmadon saved little Lloyd from falling into lava fifteen seasons ago and start crying as I compare it to the scene in The Green Ninja.
And imagine current Lloyd's emotions when he realizes why this feels so familiar.