[image description: a watercolor painting of a ghost whale floating through a lush green forest, with sunlight filtering through the trees. the whale has bright greenish yellow moss and small white mushrooms growing from its back. /end i.d.]
Reminder that you can change whatever you want about them once you have them!
If you want one, comment (not reblog) if you are keeping the name, if no, then write the new name, and the backstory you’d give them.
1st, Smog, male, night/mud
Status: open
Additional info: nervous, but likes painting
2nd, Aspen, non-binary, leaf
Status: taken
Additional info: watches u cuz no social skills
3rd, Safari, female, sand
Status: taken
Additional info: none :D
4th, Penguin, male, ice
Status: open
Additional info: rich enough for jewellery, has gold threaded through the scales, each scale pierced like an earring, and with gold thread connecting them. Possibly 3rd circle?
5th, Cucumber, female, silk
Status: open
Additional info: accidentally made her a bit bright, feel free to change that!
6th, Blueberry, male, rain
Status: open
Additional info: loves blueberries, introverted, likes to wander around on his own, searching for blueberries or just looking for something cool
Once a dragon is adopted, I will dm you their headshot without my name blasted across it :)
Let me know if I got the non-binary symbol wrong, please!
Hoping to appease the Algorithmic Gods. Are you (my target audience) seeing this at exactly 6:43??
Friendly reminder that my handmade wire mandala toys & bracelets are buyable on my Etsy shop! Use code TUMBLR at checkout for a nice little discount just for discovering me on here. <33
Hoping to appease the Algorithmic Gods. Are you (my target audience) seeing this at exactly 6:43??
Friendly reminder that my handmade wire mandala toys & bracelets are buyable on my Etsy shop! Use code TUMBLR at checkout for a nice little discount just for discovering me on here. <33
The ends justify the means, the ends are the means, the means justify the ends. In the logic of racial supremacy, to abuse and kill the enemy proves that you are strong and they are weak; weakness is intolerable and demands to be abused and killed. A single act generates a moral order to the universe, and sets things right according to that order - proposition and conclusion at once in a single perfect loop. What expression of thought/word/deed could be more pure than turning an entire city block into a crater? The cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the point.
The ends justify the means, the ends are the means, the means justify the ends. In the logic of racial supremacy, to abuse and kill the enemy proves that you are strong and they are weak; weakness is intolerable and demands to be abused and killed. A single act generates a moral order to the universe, and sets things right according to that order - proposition and conclusion at once in a single perfect loop. What expression of thought/word/deed could be more pure than turning an entire city block into a crater? The cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the cruelty is the point.
all these gay girls are like “wow i want a big lady to step on me” but where is the love for short girls stepping on you? short girl intimidating you with her presence and body language alone until you fall over and she steps on you?? short girl taking down a girl who’s much taller than her and making her submit??? where’s the love for my shadow of the colossus bitches???
WHERE’S THE LOVE FOR GIRLS LIKE THIS
op this is a very hot concept and your post is valid but did you HAVE to explain this with a gif from penguins of madagascar
The reason people don’t want to work is that it’s just normal for them to be in bad work environments.
My issue with working at Walmart wasn’t the work itself I was doing. It was the circumstances around it. The concrete floor, lack of places to sit, having to put up with asshole customers, not getting time off for injuries, and bad pay.
If I had been given shock pads to stand on or a few chairs to rest on sometimes, if they paid me a livable amount of money and I was allowed to yell back at asshole customers, if they had given me any amount of training, I would happily work part time folding clothes all day and telling people where the swimsuit section is.
I’m a creative type. I’m a writer. I’m pretty smart, even. But if I could make a living folding shirts and listening to podcasts in one ear and helping people find the scented candles for 30 hours a week? I would. Leaves some mental space free for me to brainstorm. Lets me catch up on my reading with audiobooks.
But instead I was treated so badly by upper management and customers that I’m like legitimately a little frightened whenever I step into a Walmart now. And I only worked there for three months a few years ago.
I’m a good lower level worker. When I’m treated well. I like finishing tasks. I like being helpful. I like having some time to talk to coworkers and some time alone with my thoughts. I’m a frickin team player. And that’s how I was at my first job. I was treated well by my supervisor. I was trained. They were patient with me. I was so good at being low on the totem pole at that job because I was valued and felt like I was being listened to. I was able to sit still when there was nothing left to do which made it feel less bad when we were on a time crunch. I didn’t mind working hard at that job because it was fun even though I was doing all the low level stuff that the supervisors didn’t want do.
But at Walmart I was like that for all of two days. Then I figured out that nobody appreciated my work and if I worked in my normal people pleasing manner I’d kill myself because their standards were high and the rewards for meeting them were low.
So I slowed down. I started avoiding customers. I started taking a lot longer to get to my breaks and to come back from them. I became worse at my job because no matter how good I was at it there would be no reward, no appreciation, and I’d just be pushed further beyond my limits.
My only level of happiness from that job came from the people who were working with me. The old ladies and my department manager who made sure I wasn’t overextending myself. The one other young man working in the clothing department who always got sent with me to unload the heavy stuff and commiserated with me about the shoulder injuries, the hurting feet we were too young to have.
But none of that was enough to make me stay. We were constantly understaffed. I was constantly abused by customers and not able to do a thing about it. I was not paid much at all. So as soon as I had enough saved up for what I was trying to do and my last semester of college was about to start I handed in my two weeks.
I would have found a way to stay if I liked that job. If I liked that job I would’ve pushed myself to my mental limits to finish college and keep that job at the same time. Heck that job could’ve been a rest from college. A place to get away from it. But I hate that job so I got out as soon as I could.
I want to work. I want enough money to live sort of comfortably. I want to have some tasks to do to give my creativity a rest. I want to be a part of something. But the way that modern corporate run work environments are set up does not give me any of the things I actually want out of a job. And I think that’s the same for millions of people right now. A lot of people would happily spend their lives as a waitress or an Uber driver or a warehouse worker or a farmhand or any other “low skill” job you can possibly think of. But with the way the world works right now those jobs are absolutely miserable. It doesn’t have to be that way. I know because I’ve had a fulfilling part time minimum wage job that I looked forward to going to every week. A job where I was listened to and allowed to sit when I needed to. I miss that job. Especially now since I’ve realized that’s not the standard. It should be. People should look forward to going to work or at the very least not get mild ptsd whenever they set foot into a Walmart.
people who live in well known cities will never know the absolute jumpscare that is some youtuber or whatever mentioning the name of the place you live. like 300 people live here why do you know we exist.
He’s unfortunate offspring of a SandWing and SeaWing, resulting in a creature heavily reliant on the sea, as the lungs are deformed and he cannot last more than half an hour on land. He has two siblings who turned out relatively normal for hybrids.
Might make his siblings later on, idk.
Feeling very proud of my buddy! I can def see improvement from my first OC, Shrimp.
good morning everyone have an absolutely furious mongoose
It’s cuter when you recognize that the lion with visible spots is a juvenile. There’s a very high chance the other lion that runs over to investigate is the MOTHER.
The first lion is asking for comfort because she was given a big spook!!! and she needs mommy to tell her it’s safe and ok!!!! (What’s cuter is that mommy clearly reassures her, and goes on to take the parent role of ‘deal with the scream rat in order to protect my large and easily frightened daughter’)
this is all in all an adorable video 10/10
SHUT
actually you’re completely right that the original lion is a juvenile, but it’s a male! his size and the fact that he still has some baby spots left also indicate that he’s a very YOUNG juvenile, equivalent to a human preteen!
so really what’s happening here is a fantastic mother dashing outside with a broom to defend her 13-year-old son from the angry opossum that he just found in the trash can while taking out the garbage.
And quite clearly neither know what to do, really.
I love how mom looks into the camera like “are you SEEING this shit?????”
When I was a kid, my dad hated when I hung up anything on my walls. My art, band posters, movie posters, anything. Not with taxks, not with tape (it “ripped the paint off”) not with anything. At one point in 5th or 6th grade he came in my room and found me hanging up a Diary of a Wimpy Kid poster with tacos and he was like “EVERY HOLE YOU PUT IN THE WALL TAKES $10 OFF THE VALUE OF THE HOUSE.” so when I was mad at him, I’d insert tacks into the wall in places he couldn’t easily see just out of spite. Whoever owns the house now is probably wondering about it.
bro didn’t even know you could just fill holes with toothpaste 💀
I know this is about an owned house (that you should be touching up and repainting the walls of before reselling anyway???) but for ppl who are paranoid about putting holes in rental walls: don’t be. Put up posters. Shelving if you need it. Have hanging plants. Invest in a studfinder. Spackle kits are cheap and everywhere now, or you can use white toothpaste, glue, or even soft air-dry clay to fill holes. Scuffs and rub marks are considered normal wear and tear and landlords can’t charge you for them. Most places will have you fill holes but will have to repaint between tenants anyway, so even if the spackle doesn’t match the walls, it’s not a big deal. Check your state laws about what is considered normal wear and tear. Most states have laws covering everything from paint to flooring. For instance, in my state, carpet that is 3+ years old is considered past its normal life cycle and therefore any damage to it cannot be charged for because the landlord/management is expected to put in new carpeting.
Before any move-out, check local laws considering paint, flooring, light fixtures, appliances, etc. Landlords and management companies make BANK on people not knowing that they’re paying for paint rubs that they’re painting over anyway and carpet that has been paid for 6 times over.
Reminder: they’re never ever ever ever going to give you your security deposit back no matter what you do. have fun with life.
Actually, if your landlord isn’t giving your security deposit back without good reason (in new york, they gave to give you a itemized receipt listing why they deducted from it) bring them to small claims court. Don’t let the bloodsuckers get away with your money.
Our last landlord tried keeping all the deposit and charging is for more. When we moved in, I took a whole lotta pictures. I took pics when we moved out and did my research regarding local laws and looked at how frequently tenants win in small claims court here. Over 80% of cases are in favor of tenants.
So I wrote a very professional letter to the landlord and property management company. I provided this information and sent a CD with copies of before and after pics of the place with notes, like the place hadn’t been cleaned before we moved in, there was a hole from the second bathroom to the outside, large enough to fit a fat raccoon, husky fur everywhere, nails, hooks, and tacks in the walls, footprints on the ceiling, human hair on the walls and ceilings of the main bathroom.
I informed them they had 60 days to return our deposit or we will take them to small claims court. Local laws state that if a tenant wins, we receive 3x the deposit, and the landlord pays all court costs and fees. 58 days after sending the letter, we received our deposit with an apology for “confusion.”
These people are dependent on ignorance. Be aware, be knowledgeable, and make them afraid.
Does anyone remember when you weren’t supposed to tell people online your personal info and it was weird and suspicious to ask for it I miss that sometimes
RIP the multiple mites who didn’t agree to be a part of this but too bad suckers
Wait…………..wait this was a drawing. OP I didn’t notice that this was your drawing even after the phrase “prints available.” I was that caught up in the details and they’re details no one usually draws. I thought these were just actual fossils.
RIP the multiple mites who didn’t agree to be a part of this but too bad suckers
Wait…………..wait this was a drawing. OP I didn’t notice that this was your drawing even after the phrase “prints available.” I was that caught up in the details and they’re details no one usually draws. I thought these were just actual fossils.
I think the worst trend I’ve seen in art/media is a tie between: two girl characters fighting over a male one, or the other one which is a design thing but, the girl character is extremely conventionally attractive and thin hourglass shape and her male counterpart has goofy or exaggerated body shapes. bane of my existence.
Gage [the victim’s family’s lawyer] disputes the official account, arguing that Tipping was beaten by several officers who “repeatedly struck [him] in the head and body severely enough that he bled, required stitches, suffered a lacerated liver and three broken ribs.” He said UCLA medical experts who have reviewed Tipping’s autopsy report concluded that the officer’s injuries do not square with the department’s version of events.
“If it happened the way they say it happened, how did he end up with six staples in his head and a lacerated liver?” Gage asked.
The LAPD has said many of Tipping’s injuries were the result of attempts to revive him at the academy. Again, Gage claims that is untrue. He said medical records obtained by his legal team show that a LUCAS device, which works as an automatic CPR machine and that was in the training room at the time, was not turned on.
“Had they used the device, it could explain the broken ribs, but we know it was never used,” Gage said.
He added: “The LAPD also tried to claim that the broken ribs could be a cause of the perforated liver. But as I understand it, the ribs were on the opposite side of the liver.”
And regardless of the differing accounts given by the officers who were present, Gage said LAPD training guidelines state that a person is not supposed to be lifted off the ground.
“When you look at all these horrific injuries, the truth is something went seriously wrong here,” he said. “This raises a number of questions that the family would like to have answered.”
Gage [the victim’s family’s lawyer] disputes the official account, arguing that Tipping was beaten by several officers who “repeatedly struck [him] in the head and body severely enough that he bled, required stitches, suffered a lacerated liver and three broken ribs.” He said UCLA medical experts who have reviewed Tipping’s autopsy report concluded that the officer’s injuries do not square with the department’s version of events.
“If it happened the way they say it happened, how did he end up with six staples in his head and a lacerated liver?” Gage asked.
The LAPD has said many of Tipping’s injuries were the result of attempts to revive him at the academy. Again, Gage claims that is untrue. He said medical records obtained by his legal team show that a LUCAS device, which works as an automatic CPR machine and that was in the training room at the time, was not turned on.
“Had they used the device, it could explain the broken ribs, but we know it was never used,” Gage said.
He added: “The LAPD also tried to claim that the broken ribs could be a cause of the perforated liver. But as I understand it, the ribs were on the opposite side of the liver.”
And regardless of the differing accounts given by the officers who were present, Gage said LAPD training guidelines state that a person is not supposed to be lifted off the ground.
“When you look at all these horrific injuries, the truth is something went seriously wrong here,” he said. “This raises a number of questions that the family would like to have answered.”
Gage [the victim’s family’s lawyer] disputes the official account, arguing that Tipping was beaten by several officers who “repeatedly struck [him] in the head and body severely enough that he bled, required stitches, suffered a lacerated liver and three broken ribs.” He said UCLA medical experts who have reviewed Tipping’s autopsy report concluded that the officer’s injuries do not square with the department’s version of events.
“If it happened the way they say it happened, how did he end up with six staples in his head and a lacerated liver?” Gage asked.
The LAPD has said many of Tipping’s injuries were the result of attempts to revive him at the academy. Again, Gage claims that is untrue. He said medical records obtained by his legal team show that a LUCAS device, which works as an automatic CPR machine and that was in the training room at the time, was not turned on.
“Had they used the device, it could explain the broken ribs, but we know it was never used,” Gage said.
He added: “The LAPD also tried to claim that the broken ribs could be a cause of the perforated liver. But as I understand it, the ribs were on the opposite side of the liver.”
And regardless of the differing accounts given by the officers who were present, Gage said LAPD training guidelines state that a person is not supposed to be lifted off the ground.
“When you look at all these horrific injuries, the truth is something went seriously wrong here,” he said. “This raises a number of questions that the family would like to have answered.”
People know that the whole “don’t portray [harmful action] because viewers might recreate it” thing is a rule for children’s shows right? It’s supposed to be shit like “don’t show peppa pig playing with fire so we don’t get sued if a kid watches it and burns their house down.” Not like, fanfiction for adults.
Edit: this was me venting about fandom cops. not me making some nuanced hot take. don’t be weird in my comments.
Edit 2: turning off notifications. PSA: do not use pet names for strangers, especially not without asking. it’s creepy.
People know that the whole “don’t portray [harmful action] because viewers might recreate it” thing is a rule for children’s shows right? It’s supposed to be shit like “don’t show peppa pig playing with fire so we don’t get sued if a kid watches it and burns their house down.” Not like, fanfiction for adults.
Edit: this was me venting about fandom cops. not me making some nuanced hot take. don’t be weird in my comments.
Edit 2: turning off notifications. PSA: do not use pet names for strangers, especially not without asking. it’s creepy.
You recently moved to the countryside. Your child was playing in the woods, and came back with a large green egg you thought was plastic, so you agreed they could keep it if no one claimed it. Your kid said it was a gift. You thought nothing of it. Then the egg hatched.
Cassowary
This is it. The perfect writing prompt response. We can all go home.
Enemies to “I accidentally came across you while you were vulnerable and scared and I’m not a total asshole so I tried to help you” to “accidental mutual uncovering of softer sides and vulnerabilities” to “I can’t be mean to you anymore, not out of pity but because it would feel weird betraying that brief truce we had” to “Fine I’ll make an effort to be nice to you now I guess” to “actually now that we’re not actively hating each other you’re not so bad I guess” to “i think we’re friends but I’m not going to say that because I’m afraid you’re not gonna feel the same way” to “oh you also think we’re friends? Great” to lovers
Ngl every time someone adds a comment or tag that says “remove the to lovers part and this is perfect” I’m like. Yeah you’re right. Weakest part of the post honestly. Consider it removed.
me: i really dislike my name, i should go by a better name that i
like more. like griffin. thats an awesome and very good sounding name
that i could identify with
me:
me:
me:
me: but what if people think im griffin mcelroy factkin,
