@wanderingmongoose / wanderingmongoose.tumblr.com
I'm mongoose, an artist, writer, and environmental activist. On this blog you will find art and writing of all kinds, as well as a lot of (often incomprehensible) ramblings. Come along for the ride, and we will find new places together and explore unfamiliar worlds.
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I am looking after a friend’s house & pets for a few days and I am also so so sick with uti complications, luckily the ancient cat they are fostering has an incredible bedside manner. Held my hand in her little paw and squeezed it a little whenever I shifted/trembled. Giving me momma cat face licks. Slept next to me all night. Someone give her a nurse’s license she’s incredible. Her name is Skittles btw.
I am Moniquill, Goddess of the time I was going to be in the office. Fear me because I was going to be there at work and I didn't want to.
Went to make a post like “is it called a hysterectomy cause they taking out your womanly hysterics or” but I looked it up first and yeah that is actually why it is called that.
You're telling me a Benedict laid these eggs?
Please reblog. This is important to science.
do you ever think about how sometimes it just... takes one random message? and suddenly you find yourself with a best friend or in constant conversation with someone who lives on the other side of the world but is just as much of a freak as you are or maybe you find yourself in love with someone without a last name but with so much kindness and affection in their words and presence. crazy how life and love and friendship just happen
The very first reply my partner ever directed at me was a post saying only "what the FUCK?" in the fanfic brainstorming channel of a fandom Discord server.
I had a crush on this kid in freshman year of high school and then years later long after we had both graduated, I saw them in the climbing gym and later texted them (had their number from a group project) about it and now she is my girlfriend
Title: Where the Mountain Meets the Moon | Author: Grace Lin | Publisher: Little, Brown and Company (2009)
Temeraire and Laurence are feeling quite superior to Volly over his description of his meeting with James, but if some fuck hatched me out of an egg and we became fast friends I would probably also answer with that when questioned about our meeting to be quite honest
Reblog to open a rail line from your blog to the person you reblogged this from
our beautiful rail line... (so far)
WE NEED A MOSS EMOJI
For all your bryophyte needs!
I'd love to read some temeraire live blogging, if you feel up to it :)
It's rather inevitable, I'm afraid. I am having far too many thoughts about this book to keep them to myself.
It's about friendship and love and fear and a million other things and it's based on a concept I came up with in highschool and it hasn't got a high budget, or any budget whatsoever really. It isn't monetizable or cookie cutter, the art is mediocre and the composition could use work but—I think you'll like it. It's the home cooked meal of webcomics. The recipe I followed was written on a torn piece of paper in ballpoint pen two decades ago, and I subbed out a lot of ingredients for stuff I had growing in my garden. I didn't have a food processor so I used my grandma's molcajete (please forgive me any lumps) and it took me about an hour to mix it up with a fork instead of an electric beater. But it came out quite good, I think, and I'd like to have you over to try it. It's not three-michelin stars and it's not got the predictable quality of a mcdouble burger (maybe next week I'll forget to set a timer and burn it horribly). But I had so much fun making it, and I don't think I can eat it all alone. I think it would be a waste not to let so many other people who might like it never see it at all. I don't have a fancy storefront or a million followers or any idea how to tell people about it, really. But you're invited to try it, and if you like it, invite your friends too.
WE NEED A MOSS EMOJI
I am starting the Temeraire series due to the striking number of people on my dash who are very excited about this dragon. The only thing I know about this book is that there are dragons, and perhaps an extremely divorced Englishman who is the friend (soulmate? Pet? Comrade in arms? Commanding officer?) of at least one of said dragons. Actually maybe there’s just one dragon? I am starting to second guess myself. To be completely honest I thought this book was the same as the Lymond chronicles until about five minutes ago, if that gives you any idea about my preparedness here.
@phantomas67 my headphones broke so I had to stop listening briefly but I have them fixed now and I COULD not be more hyped about these two to be honest. You might say I have the—you might say have the brain wyrms
Lawrence caves immediately
ma'am. your muppets are escaping
Today on plants we are accidentally cultivating in our compost…
Handsome little peach tree ✨
…a plethora of butternut squash
And a single Potat.
