Like man, I know I've been here for a long time, through the ups and downs of Tumblr, but it's a big number!! And it's nice to celebrate! This runs for the next two weeks, between the 16th of April to the 30th of April 2025, and the prizes are: - One of my warm up style comics in which you get to choose the subject and - one of my full figure commissions I'll be choosing the winners on the 1st of May on a spin the wheel Gen, which I'll record! I'll message the winners too and make sure you know you won! (If I don't hear back from you in a week though, I'll re roll the wheel!) So, the rules: - Got to be following me here on tumblr! - You get two submissions, liking This Post and reblogging it! - For the figure piece, my commission rules apply (See my pinned post for more info!) and it can take up to two weeks for a final piece. Okay, I think that's it! Thanks again guys, for sticking with my art and supporting me! Lots of love and Good luck!

Crop top that says "i love biting" paired with booty shorts that say "i love biting" paired with a baseball cap that says "i love biting" paired with long socks that each say "i love biting" paired with some flip flops

just had an absolutely atrocious thought

Notes are in complete agreement

officially decided that anyone who tries to divide the lgbt community is a fed. i dont care if you're not actually a fed, if you're causing infighting in a minority community then you're a fed who just isnt getting paid to be one. either apply for a job at the CIA or shut the fuck up

some people understood this post. some people revealed themselves to be feds

i learned of “Box beds” – cabinets with beds in them and, sometimes, lockable doors – were used for privacy and safety in parts of rural medieval Europe before individual bedrooms were common. They became fashionable even in homes with bedrooms and remained in use in Scotland into the 1900s (x)

I don’t want a swimming pool, I want a box bed/nook bed

Ohhhhhhh man this unlocks Primal Instinct

Nest!!!! Cozy!!!!!

everyone hates orange until they actually see her in context. "oh it's such an ugly color, too bright!" look at sunsets and autumn, look at campfires and deserts. she's the most beautiful and special part of the scene. now apologize.

The Wolf Woman

CW: implied SA, implied violence

She was a child when she first heard the tale of the mardagayl. Everyone knew that if a woman sinned too severely, the wolf woman would appear to her, curse her with a magical pelt, and each night for seven years she would be forced to wear it and transform into a feral beast. Unable to stop the wolf's hunger, she would devour those she loved until penance had been paid.

To her surprise, the wolf woman instead appeared to her on her darkest night as she huddled in shock by the fire in the hearth. The creature stood up, shedding its pelt to reveal a beautiful woman with dark hair and yellow eyes. The woman approached her, and as she wrapped the pelt around her shoulders she whispered "You have seven years."

Frightened of what the wolf might make her do, she stared at the pelt each night from her bed for near a month before she finally reached for it and carefully put it on. As her beastly form revealed itself beneath the pelt she understood that she was never meant to be the one who was afraid.

She took her time through those seven years. First, she came for the preacher, who condemned her to the congregation. Then the livestock of her family, who disowned her for her shame. The witnesses who stood by silent, she came for slowly year by year. Saving him for last, on the 7th anniversary, she finally came for the man who sinned against her. Up close, the wolf's eyes let her see clearly the way he wore the age of seven years like 20, waiting for his fate.

That night when the wolf woman returned, they sat by the fire, huddled together under the pelt in a comfortable silence for a time. Just before dawn, the creature leaned her head closer to the woman's ear and asked in a whisper, "Did you make them pay?"

She nodded contently.

"Good."

The spirit kissed her gently on the top of her head before she took back the pelt, putting it back over her shoulders as her true form returned.

The Mardagayl - the Armenian werewolf

"Quivering" is my least-favourite word in the english language. Nothing and nobody should be quivering. If you're quivering right now, stop that shit immediately. Tremble or shake if you must but the quivering has to stop.

one thing about americans is that they know how to make a fucking milkshake

i hate the stupid milk consistency shit you get here like if you give me a milkshake it better be rock fucking solid. i want that thang thick like concrete. it should piss me off trying to drink it through a straw. i should have to wait for it to thaw

Thinking about this today

A concept in my head that been rolling around a lot:

Hanahaki, but instead of it being triggered by unrequited love, it's triggered because all the love you have for a person turns inwards because you're too afraid to show it.

So it kills you, not because someone doesn't love you back, but because you don't let it out and all that love you have stored, that could grow into something beautiful, turns on you and turns your insides beautiful.

Love is growth, and without any place for it to grow outside, it grows in. If you confess, reciprocated or not, the disease goes away because it's no longer trapped. It gives self-destruction a new meaning.

I'm so sick of people saying water doesn't taste. Water fuckin TASTES

well what does it taste like then?

You know, the place where I last worked wanted to use our reading room as backdrop for a filmed interview (we had a very pretty reading room). On the day the film crew was there, the audio guy came over to my desk which was at the edge of the space and said "Look, you can keep working 'cus you're not doing anything too loud, but in a minute I'm going to go over there and call for silence for 10-20 seconds, and during that time I need you to not make any noise." And I went "lol sure" but he clearly felt a little uncomfortable telling me to not move at my own desk so he explained; the purpose of those 20 seconds is to record the silence in the room.

It's so they have a patch they can edit "silence" over some extraneous background noise later (the phone ringing, me getting an email, the toilet flushing in the bathroom next door, the elevator coming and going, noisy student group, etc), but the point was that they can't just slap any old "silence" over a recording done in a certain room. They have to use the "silence" *from that room* or it will be jarring on a subliminal level to the people listening. Because silence has a sound, and it's a little different everywhere you hear it.

That's what water tastes like.

The Atomless my beloved

This post isn’t written in any known human language

Is this what understanding a newspaper political cartoon is like?