I spent like three hours making this
people who have not worked in the service industry in years (if at all, ever) will be like “you have to work SATURDAYS? 😰” yeah man things you guys go to are open those days. So there i must fucking be
spotify users!!! tell me the most recent song that you liked
Local unovian boy so psychologically tortured he thinks he can talk to animals, more news at 11
shoutout to everybody who's favorite character is heavily associated with a character they don't care about (or worse actively dislike) by majority of the fandom🥂🥳
Sketch and Amigurumi Commissions...
ARE OPEN!
You can click on the ko-fi link below to inquire! Right now, I have drawing and ‘gurumi commissions open - that’s 20 slots! This is my only source of income right now, so if you’re interested, feel free to visit for a commission, or to just buy me a ko-fi. And if you can’t please consider reblogging!
(I will put my shop up soon!)
Y’all… what do you guys do for a living… but describe it in the worst way possible.
baby me, sorting m&ms by color and then into a gradient: now this is how you have fun!
baby me, observing other children eating fistfulls of randomly colored gummy bears all at once: when do i get to go back to my home planet
attention Everyone......... this is the Year of Holli, she's my perfect and beautiful daughter and everyone is required to love her
updated full portraits of some of my deity ocs!!!
[left to right, top to bottom] Anecitta, god of blue jays, mishaps and tricksters [they/them] Magitalli, god of magpies and omens [they/them] Nixs, goddess of revenge and retribution [she/her] Luxe, god of justice and righteousness [he/him]
no fucking awoo. no awoo right now. its late. its not awoo time. its sleeping time. go the fuck to bed.
every fucking night, without fail, this post i made abt my dog gets mass reblogged by furries (and/or blorbo fans). and thats ok but i need ppl to know this is happening to me
i've seen this with urls but not with icons, so...
The Least Intimidating bakery in the village has closed for good so now I’ve got to go to the Intimidating Bakery, it’s awful. If you don’t have a PhD in being French I don’t recommend going to that bakery, here’s the humiliating account of the 3 times I’ve visited it so far:
- the first time I went in there I pointed at one of those extra-skinny baguettes and said “a flute, please” feeling pretty sure of myself, and the baker said “… that’s a ficelle” (you idiot) (was implied) “a flute is twice as large as a baguette.”
- That’s insane, first of all, a flute is a skinny instrument. Call your fat baguette a bassoon, lady—I made some timid remark about how it would make more sense for a flute to be a skinny bread and the baker said, “In Paris it is. I thought you were from the South?”
- oh, that hurt
- I guess I’m from the part of the South that’s so close to Italy the bread’s waist size matters less than whether it’s got olives in it, but I left the bakery having an existential crisis over whether living in Paris had made me forget my roots
- the Least Intimidating Bakery just had normal baguettes vs. seedy baguettes vs. horny baguettes (easy mode, some have seeds, some have horns), while the new bakery has breads that are only different on a molecular level—there’s a good old loaf and then another, identical loaf called a bastard? google told me a bastard is “halfway between a baguette and a bread” but denouncing them like “those are not regulation-sized bastards” would get me banned from the bakery for life
- on my 2nd visit (while I stood in line discreetly googling baguette terminology) there was an English tourist who asked for a baguette while pointing at what was either a rustique or a sesame and I felt a bit worried for them, but the baker just clarified “this one?” to waive any responsibility if they found out later it wasn’t a classic baguette, then handed them the bread without educating them in a judgmental tone and I felt envious
- I know it’s because she thinks the English are beyond saving but still it made me want to come back with a fake moustache and an English accent so I wouldn’t be expected to play bakery on expert mode just because I’m French. I asked for a pastry this time and the baker asked “no bread with that?” which felt cruel, like she wanted me to sprinkle myself with ashes and admit out loud that my level of bread proficiency isn’t as advanced as I once believed it was
- The third time I went, I had lost all self-confidence and I hesitantly pointed at a bread and said “I’d like this, uh—what is it called?” and the baker looked at me in disbelief and said “That’s a baguette.”
- God.
- for the record, if that stupid bread had been flanked by a skinny bread (ficelle) and a fat one (flute) then yeah of course I would have known to call it a baguette, but in the absence of reference points I now felt lost and scared of being called a Parisian again
- it’s hard to express the depth of my suffering so I’ll just let the facts speak for themselves: this morning a French person (me) stood in a French bakery in France surrounded by French people and pointed at a baguette and said “what is this called”
Non-autistics living with autistics:
They keep eating the same freaking food and it frustrates me so much! We can't have the "big scary light" on just lamps everywhere! Even when I try to find peace by doing stuff with them they just ignore me and do whatever they want. They can't even do the simplest of things like go with me to the grocery store every week! How do people expect them to survive in society??
Autistics living together:
So as long as we get my 10 packets of this really specific food, and some snacks, I'll be okay. Also is it cool if you go to the grocery store? I can clean the bathroom since thats bad sensory for you and the store is bad sensory for me. Can you turn on the lamp instead of the big light? It gives me a headache. Thanks man. Yea I'll unplug the TV for you since you can hear the high pitched noise. Do you want to do two separate things in the same room as bonding again this evening? Thats my favorite part of the day too.
I think its funny how much the replies are about The Big Light and how we autistics feel about it
Words cannot express how much I hate the overhead light.