Was I an annoying distraction? You definitely had some annoying habits.
Wednesday: *is being arrested*
Enid: Wow. God forbid women do anything these days.
Sheriff Galpin: Kid your friend-
Wednesday: She’s my girlfriend you intolerant shit.
Thing: H-O-M-O-P-H-O-B-E
Sheriff Galpin: I’m not- whatever, your girlfriend just landed four grown men in the hospital.
Enid: And… She looked good doing it.
Wednesday: They deserved it. One of them told me to smile.
Enid: You tell him baby.
Sheriff Galpin: You know what? I can’t with… whatever this is. She’s free to go and officially your problem.
Enid: Yay!
Wednesday: *pausing mid-escape and casually handing the sheriff broken handcuffs* Miserable-night Sheriff.
Sheriff Galpin: *whispering* I hate you.
Wednesday: *also whispering* I’m glad.
Enid: Hurry up babycakes, I need my cuddle buddy.
Wednesday: *smirking* Coming Amore.
I did something cute
*Wednesday is planning a murderin her head*
*Enid is literally just admiring how prettiest Wednesday are*
adult hood is just
*buys a half gallon of milk* *uses it all within a few days* *decided to buy a gallon of milk to not run out before next shopping trip* *uses a teaspoon of milk that week and it goes bad somehow* *buys a quart of milk instead so it won’t go bad* *uses it in one day* *buys a quart and a half gallon of milk because the gallon was too much but the half gallon was not enough* *only uses the half gallon* *gives up on milk for a few days in general* *buys a gallon of milk again just to tempt fate* *somehow uses all of it without realizing and then has to eat sad cereal with like the 5 drops of remaining milk*
People take names and especially surnames so damn seriously and act like they’re written in stone but the big secret here is they’re all fake, it’s all made up. David Tennant picked out his name at 16 because his real name was barred from the actor’s union he joined on account of their No Doubles Allowed rule, and he wound up naming himself after Neil Tennant from the Pet Shop Boys of all things, and now many years later his whole family carries on that same made-up name he committed to as a teenager. All names are made up and fake as hell, call yourself whatever feels right.
Anyone remember I made a pokemon au? Yeah I thought so.
Pokemon au is one of the first things I drew for this blog and one of the things that really helped me grow as an artist, so it's very dear to me. That and my undying love for pokemon.
So here's the collection of all my Pokémon au drawings and mini stories! Hope you'll enjoy them!
part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8
I was talking to one of my cis guy friends, and I called him “the big man” and he said, “that just made me very happy.” And the tone in his voice, I just knew exactly how he felt, “that’s gender euphoria!” I exclaimed.
I don’t know why I never realized, but yeah. Cis people experience euphoria. Like many cis guys who go to the gym do it to affirm their gender. The cis men who get mad at being emasculated–they’re experiencing dysphoria! Trans people aren’t different or odd for experiencing these things. We’re just like everyone else, and somehow nobody talks about it!
Like my femboy friend gets euphoria from being gnc, but he gets dysphoria by the idea of someone calling him a girl or using the wrong pronouns. Cause cis people have their own gender identities, they just happen to align with their agab.
It all makes sense.
I feel like cis people might understand if we explained it like this. Maybe I’m just being hopeful though. I’ve always just thought the “well they feel like the opposite” explanation is lacking any amount of personal relation that a cis person could attach to.