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me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...

my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone

me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right

Reblog if you never once have been even remotely bothered by seeing someone draw the same character over and over again

The black areas represent the remaining natural dark skies in the United States

I’ve been in the middle of the ocean at night and now live in texas and it is so hard to explain to people that no, they have not ever seen the night sky. It is so hard to explain to people that what they think is a proper night sky is fucking pathetic. A disgrace.

People talk about how you can’t see stars in the city and yeah, that’s true, but their concept of “seeing stars” is being able to make out orion’s belt.

So, so few people have see the sky in all its glory and it’s not sad. It’s a fucking crime. Seeing a perfectly dark night, no clouds, not a hint of light pollution? That’s a fucking religious experience.

The sky the vast vast majority of us grew up with is not the sky that inspired us to look up. It is not the sky that inspired constellations. You can’t even see most constellations.

Your ancestors looked at the night sky and said “surely, that is where the gods must live.” And you might be lucky if you can see hardly more than a handful of stars.

The sky is full, fucking FULL, of stars, and you’ve never seen them.

I remember the first time I saw a properly dark sky and was like ‘oh that’s why it’s called the milky way’ and promptly started to cry

When we were on a field trip to the middle of the red sea, I remember us all crowding at the end of the boat that didn’t have lights and just lying on our backs and staring

When you see a properly dark starscape

You understand why people wrote poems and made up legends and built rockets and said heaven’s in the sky

The universe is infinite. So are the stars

I’m trying to find a picture on google images to show you what I mean and I can’t find any

You think of the night sky like fairy lights on black velvet, but it’s not it’s not it’s like, like, dust in sunlight, like - I can’t find the words.

The stars are everywhere, like sugar, like glitter, like dust. You can’t find the constellations at first, not because you can’t recognise them, but because there’s so many stars you can’t pick out the familiar line of Orion’s belt. The North star has gone from bright familiarity to almost vanishing among a thousand, a hundred thousand, a million other lights. The milky way is a line of light arcing across the sky like a moon-trail on water only infinitely, infinitely bigger.

And for the first time in your life you’ll understand why people call it a dome, because it is, it’s three dimensional in exactly the way a city skyscape isn’t.

You’ll understand why Luthien Tinúviel danced under starlight, not moonlight, why people in a time before we knew the earth was round still looked up and wondered and built telescopes and dreamed about the stars.

The stars are endless and ancient and infinite and you will stand with your head craned back and your rucksack forgotten at your feet and you’ll feel like you’re falling upwards into that great bright sky like it’s calling you home and you’ll wonder how you ever thought the stars were beautiful before tonight when all you’d ever seen were the naked empty skyscapes of your home. And you’ll cry and you’ll spend the rest of your time there gazing up and wondering and imagining what it would be like to stand among those bright silver flecks

And then you’ll come home, and look up, and fall in a different kind of love with that handful of blazing stars to stubborn to be outdone by the whole of human invention, leading you home despite the light pollution and the clouds and the endless bustle of this shrinking planet.

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underwater temple, underwater monk

underwater rhymes and underwater funk

he sleeps in the sea in an underwater bunk

with mirrors all around him hes an underwater hunk

he’s got underwater junk in his underwater trunk

on the basketball court he does a nautical dunk

he’s got a little stash of underwater skunk

underwater temple, underwater monk

Sick rhymes

HOLY COW! SOMEONE MADE THIS A SONG!!👍✨

this song slaps harder than anything i’ve heard in the past decade

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i was a very anxious child

A Sapphic fairytale novella of a wolf in the woods and red-tailed deer.

In a tidy well-built home on the outskirts of a village on the outskirts of the world lives a doe. Fatherless and alone, MaryAnne has no herd. She is marked by fate. Other Beast Folk hang Juniper above her door. Year by year she survives the winter . . . until a howling comes.

Wolves of the bone cities are not meant to hunt their northern neighbors. Yet, the Hinterlands are wild places where rules bend and magic eats. Wolves may howl there and prove their worth. Despite her companions warnings, Shier the wolf begins to stalk a tricky doe. And MaryAnne may have tricks yet. Traveling from one villager to the next, she attempts to find secrets not meant for prey: What do wolves fear?

A classic tale of the hunt, a forest and the untamed places of the world, and a romance masked in teeth.

Official release date: June 15th 2023

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A fairytale of a wolf and a dear falling in love. A previous work that has been substantially expanded, edited, and added to. I'm thrilled to share this whimsical Sapphic novella, you can pre-order it here!

The eBook will be $3.99 on the release date and then $7.99 in the following days, so be sure to order it early.

Please boost as well, I am a small-time author and don't spend any money on advertising so word of mouth is how I get my stories to the world. I really appreciate it~

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Aizawa was arrested for stealing a cat. Mic helped him

A group of Jocks go to pride c:

I had this idea for about a year now and never got around to it, so I decided why not try to make it in time for this year!

Dan Gon Run Pa 1 dump

(mostly ishimondo) 

my favorite piece of avatar lore i’ve ever learned is that piandao apparently also deserted the Fire Nation military, but instead of going on the run he just. went back the Fire Nation. built a fucking mansion about it. and then when the army sent 100 guys to arrest him, he kicked the shit out of them so hard they just fucked off forever.

jeong jeong is out there in a hut in the woods living his most bitter life meanwhile piandao is sitting in his palatial estate sipping tea, fully daring the fire lord to fuck around and find out. bad bitch behavior

Soo did y'all know you can get a soldering iron for 8 bucks? I didn't. I do now. I'm about to burn the shit out of myself.

it's fun to run it's fun to play, it's fun to make things out of clay it's fun to fill your car with gas

it's fun to break things made of glassss

now the burning will commence

horsey

first time doing stained glass first time using a soldering iron. It looks like shit and i could not love it more

Also i think it might be permanently attached to that table, but y'all know how it is you win some and you lose some .

the horse has been unstuck from the table and i think I'm getting better at this ^^

this post is from may 3rd so i thought I'd update it a bit.

I ended up using the glass not used in the horse to make this as my first Real stained glass thing, finished may 17th:

May 19th:

and now this is what I've been picking at on and off when i have the time to do so since:

i think... there might be a theme here.

(this was finished in March 2023,)

Anyways happy birthday to me having a mania fueled sleep deprivation and pots episode in the craft store.

and some more i can't be fucked to figure out when they were made:

i love this post so much. i love how you expressed your joy in learning a new thing and even joy at being bad at it at first! the world needs to see more of this.

Soo did y'all know you can get a soldering iron for 8 bucks? I didn't. I do now. I'm about to burn the shit out of myself.

it's fun to run it's fun to play, it's fun to make things out of clay it's fun to fill your car with gas

it's fun to break things made of glassss

now the burning will commence

horsey

first time doing stained glass first time using a soldering iron. It looks like shit and i could not love it more

Also i think it might be permanently attached to that table, but y'all know how it is you win some and you lose some .

the horse has been unstuck from the table and i think I'm getting better at this ^^

this post is from may 3rd so i thought I'd update it a bit.

I ended up using the glass not used in the horse to make this as my first Real stained glass thing, finished may 17th:

May 19th:

and now this is what I've been picking at on and off when i have the time to do so since:

i think... there might be a theme here.

(this was finished in March 2023,)

Anyways happy birthday to me having a mania fueled sleep deprivation and pots episode in the craft store.

and some more i can't be fucked to figure out when they were made:

i love this post so much. i love how you expressed your joy in learning a new thing and even joy at being bad at it at first! the world needs to see more of this.

Fucking CRYING IM USING THAT PHRASE FOR EVERYTHING NOW

She loves them very much

This takes place in my single fathers AU again hehe

Admit to yourself that you want things.

Admit to yourself that you're hungry and then don't settle for less than your fill of life.

Have you heard the tale of the queen of thieves?