My greatest tragedy is that I literally always want a nap, right up until ten pm, when I feel utterly alive and electrified.
My greatest tragedy is that I literally always want a nap, right up until ten pm, when I feel utterly alive and electrified.
in case you needed to hear it today:
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re changing lanes
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you’re taking an exit
- it’s okay to use your turn signal when you plan on turning (can even be done sooner than 2 seconds before you’re about to turn)
- you have a turn signal. in your vehicle. two of them in fact.
- you are so brave and beautiful and smart and can do it. using your turn signal
Very oblivious
Not oblivious at all! (positive, about to excited infodump) Biff knew something was up the minute he entered the room, but also that his humans were happy and excited. After a thorough sniff of the toy near the door, he made a beeline for where she was hiding without making it look like he was pursuing or hunting her. When he gets around the couch, he looks right at her, but shows no surprise or tension, just that friendly, gentle curiosity. He then IMMEDIATELY breaks eye contact, turns partly away (but not fully so she can still see his face) and starts sniffing the toys, and then again doesn’t show any signs of surprise or tension that might get misread as aggression.
That’s not an oblivious dog. That’s a dog who knows that his humans are happy and excited and that the room smells like puppy, recognizes that the puppy is clearly supposed to be there, and is on his best “reassure the puppy that he is friendly and nonthreatening” behavior. That is a dog who is actively being careful not to scare her and is inviting Ducky to come out and say hi and maybe interact at her own pace.
In short, that is Biff being SUCH A GOOD BOY. BESTEST BOY. SWEETEST BIG BRO. GOOD DOGGO. 😭
Alleviating gender dysphoria, not with binding or packing, but a secret third thing (padding your waist and ribs until they are the same size as your breasts)
I’m sorry but this comment is sending me
i always love to see puffins dive because they remind me of how a Super Mario Bros. enemy in an underwater stage are typically animated.
when i say “that reminds me” & theres zero connection you just have to take my word for it theres no time to explain
for the record i have never hit post limit. like in my entire life. i’ve had this blog since 2013. i can’t even fathom how someone hits post limit like what are you even fucking posting
if tumblr does end up going down just know that if you were my mutual you can always call on me for aid in battle and i will never refuse to draw my blade for you
Mutuals can literally sound my mystical horn whenever they require my aid.
hot take but i actively miss when tv shows were like 20 episodes a season. slow down. let me get to know the characters. let them do something dumb and not consequential to the plot for one fucking second i’m begging you.
Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post
like you guys have no idea. i need to thank her for her service
Not swag for me personally.
leave him alone (swag)
Down with the monarchy, swag
r u in love with me yet or do i have to start threatening u with my knife