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Hiya! I'm Blue :) I'm 21 years old
Here's my carrd disclaimer tho it has been a while since i updated it
Here's some masterposts
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Hiya! I'm Blue :) I'm 21 years old
Here's my carrd disclaimer tho it has been a while since i updated it
Here's some masterposts
a second yawn has hit the sleepyhead
should i eat first or shower first *has phone in couch time for another 3 hours due to choice procrastination, a behavioral phenomenon observed in pigeons and rats as well*
i' m something of a pigeons and rats myself
I am going to [remembers that jokes about suicide are detrimental to myself and others] Scarborough Fair.
oh cool can u get me parsley sage rosemary and thyme while ur there please?
Absolutely I can
drawing of a nightmare situation i may or may not currently be in
are you fuckin dumb
i dont know what prompted this but yes i promise so much
rabbits are shaped like that so that you can easily carve a likeness of their image without much trouble out of a block of wood, or a block of soap, or a block of marble, or a block of anything really. there are so many blocks out there
Chat, is it considered โabusive roommate behaviorโ to release a raccoon into the living space after you have asked your roommate for months to please clean up their messes (they do not pay any of the mortgage)
For context, when I used to live alone I would do something called โPrincess Timeโ where I would do an initial sweep (to remove any significant hazards) and then I would release a raccoon into the living area and clean. This helped because I would 1) feel like a princess and 2) the raccoon would bring attention to things my ADHD brain had decided to ignore and Iโd quickly clean that stuff up.
So like, if Iโm expected to clean the house now, I will be doing it in the way that is most effective for me. And anything that has not been cleaned up after months of having sit-down talks and sending reminders and being promised things will change, might be deemed โtrashโ by the trash panda and thrown away.
We havenโt done since we moved into the house, because I didnโt want to cause my roommate or their cats destress or have their things destroyed by a raccoon
I am a raccoon biologist and one of the few people in the state allowed to take in captive bred raccoons that had been possessed illegally. The raccoon in the photos is Moonshine, but she is currently at the animal sanctuary where I work as I had been quarantining multiple new intakes from an abuse case. I still have two males (Rum Tum Tugger and Electra) left in my home enclosure as we are getting them neutered and then hopefully sending them to an AZA accredited zoo.
I wanna make things very clear that underneath all the whimsy, I am a trained professional.
i love this guy so much hes asking the real questions
these are genuinely interesting videos btw. I also rlly enjoy his "unremarkable and odd places in [game]" videos
For the last time dude, my leitmotif sounds exactly like it always has. There is no symbolism for creeping corruption in there
i am full of love and also fatigue
Our will to exist is stronger than your will to destroy us.
Your hatred is mortal, we are forever.
i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite
I'm in my "Tragic Mick is amazing" feels again, so please bear with me.
Edwin and Charles go to Mick when they're new in Port Townsend. They don't know anybody who can help; they have no one to turn to.
They're trapped by the Cat King's bracelet in this strange place, unable to get back home. And Mick can't remove the bracelet.
But what does he give them instead? A welcome gift, ostensibly, but look at what the enchantment does.
It sounds like the sea.
It sounds like his home.
He gives these boys in a strange new place with no means to get back to where they belong something that speaks of home to him.
And honestly, there's something so touching about that.