And Don't Forget Little Black Cats That May Just Be Sentient

I only have 3 words for this: adorable, baby, bean

say hi to percy !

Stormy weather, Leonard Koscianski (because)

Hello skinny tgirl. Lately you've been complaining that your tits aren't growing. In front of you is a plate of food.

Eight-year-old Max Alexander holds the world record as the youngest runway fashion designer. He began designing at the age of four.

Just loving the adorableness of Ninma and Narul.

OC Art

Hello everybody! Life has been hectic and I haven't been able to post here in quite some time. However, I have just finished the second edit of my WIP, Testaments of the Green Sea. I'm currently waiting for my editor (that is my partner) to finish their own read over of the manuscript.

Way back before everything went haywire, I commisioned a piece from @faeporcelain. It turned out amazing but I somehow failed to ever actually post it here for y'all to see it!

This is their rendition of my two MC's Narul and Ninma. Please go check out some more of their things, I really enjoy their style.

I'm not there yet but when I am satisfied with my edits, I would love to find some beta readers. And I would love discussing more about my story. Few things make me as happy as answering random story and worldbuilding questions. I used to post here relatively often, I might start doing that again if everything else in life permits it.

he probably went to go fuck with gran

so the thing about my family is that we have two ancestors on my dad’s side who were buried in france, where I currently live. one died in the spanish civil war, and one died prior doing…we don’t know what. but he somehow managed to get buried in père lachaise. 

so anyhow, my gran sends me a message like “pls put flowers on ur uncle samuel’s grave because he’s gone over a century with none and it will make the ghost mad if he hasn’t already” because my family spends time in europe but never long enough to go all the way to père lachaise and give ya boy samuel jr. his death rites. so im like “ok gran I can do that” bc im a good grandson and you do not fuck with gran she doesn’t DESERVE THAT 

i figure out which plot he’s on and ask someone specifically where you can find uncle samuel jr. and they tell me where and so I arrive at the junction and. 

HE GONE. 

WHERE DID YOU GO UNCLE SAMUEL. 

*celine dion’s smash hit “my heart will go on” playing in the distance* 

in other words either someone stole my entire great great uncle samuel or he has risen again, ready to party in paris for all of eternity. 

i think r/BenignExistence is my favorite subreddit 🥲 i love these pleasant little glimpses into strangers' lives

wips + no effects under the cut ^^

Mmm WaTEr

Photo by Conrad Ziebland

This is the gift you give to your ex after a bad break up, it prevents them from being able to date again, because who in their right mind would date someone with a screaming woman on their finger.

I just had to share this cursed object that the internet dared to market to me as a valentines day gift, anniversary present, or WEDDING BAND.

I mean there’s just no way this thing doesn’t steal souls, right?