shiny girlfriends! <3
there are three types of pigeon breeds: "just your average french fry thief," "a little weird but nothing to write home about," and "what the fuck"
all images from the american pigeon museum's breed gallery
normal dude. just loitering around the city. kinda funky, interesting colorway, but feral pigeons have plenty of variety. not really of any particular note, all things considered
u know, that one’s a bit of an oddity right there. in the realm of weird, yeah, but i can still connect point A to point Z
what the fuck. no, seriously, what the fuck is this. how did you get to this morphology via selective breeding. what led you to choose to continue this at each and every step. what.
bonus: why they ourple
Welcome to autism subway can i get you the same thing you've ordered here since you were 8
An egotistical traveling magician with an ill-fitted suit and her glamorous, hot-headed assistant, “Starlight”. 🌙⭐️
Some misc art of them I’ve made over the past few days! I love researching and drawing 1920-30s era aesthetics and fashion so these two have been carrying my motivation to draw. I might post more of them in the future but have these scribbles for now…
Look at my partner's Startrix 1920s AU art NOW.
(the possibility of being shot by a frogtopus is low, but never zero)
"Re Blog" to PERMANENTLY become some sort of fucked up creature or demented beast
i will never in my whole life not be emotional about how many times cara mia shows up in the portal soundtrack. the fact its in the SOUND of the hardlight bridges is the most bonkers thing in the whole world. man. portal.
portal is a game about being in a place that you hate so goddamn much that you start tearing at the walls to get out and its a place that hates YOU and is incredibly deeply dangerous and wants you DEAD and you end up in a horrible stalemate where the aperture facility is a shambling corpse full of rotten water and decay that is TRYING to pull itself back together but of course you could never, never escape it and then you realize its built on its own goddamn bones like 4 times over and every previous iteration is just as mean and nasty and just as empty and has just as much implied hurt in it and then it LETS YOU GO in the single most viscreal scene in any video game ever and its as you leave you realize its been singing to you the entire time. the aperture facility is a haunted house!!!!! god!!!!
Babe, you okay? you reblogged “and we were nice to each other” like 12 times again
i am EVIL!!! no I don't want to join your found family please go away,,
I'm literally pointing a death lazer at you
*sobs*
stop asking about my dad





