tired: accepting the things I cannot change
wired: changing the things I cannot accept
Your EEVEE evolved into a LESBEON !
Let’s let the free market sort it ou..... oh
pol, resolute Show more
This has made me do a think
These big, organized political marches (uspol, police violence, racism) Show more
These big, organized political marches (uspol) Show more
fetch with fennec...
#fetch #ball #hardwoodfloor #leftfoot#fennec #fox #animatedgif
@fluttergirly the one safe rule in biology is that general rules never hold up in the long run and all categories are blurry
US/heat warning/homeless/police Show more
hey y'all, reminder: The ArchiveTeam needs your help right now to rescue photos from 500px, who are pulling an Our Incredible Journey after being bought by getty. If you can run a VM, you can help out, and every IP helps! https://www.archiveteam.org/index.php?title=500px
"First, take your clothes off, and put on this neck brace and helmet."
"Why?"
"In case we hit a wall. They're padded but still."
"Okay..."
"Then the harness, and clip the bungee cords to mine."
I buckle in. Zero-gravity sex is nothing like I had imagined it.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
most common question asked in a maths classroom: "why do we have to do this why can't we just use a calculator"
blatant lie told to every pupil since like 1980: "you won't always have a calculator available"
actual truth: "calculators are devil objects, none of them work the same, you'll only really be acquainted with how exactly one of them works across your lifetime and when it comes time to use it again you'll have forgotten how it works anyway"
Oh shit, there's actually an article about this. This totally happened to me, y'all. (negative news in regards to trans healthcare) Show more
In the dead of night, you find yourself sitting the middle of a small grassy clearing hidden within a dense ring of tall trees.
A full moon beams upon you from the center of the ring above.
A large werewolf beams upon you from the center of your lap below.
They're an adorable tank of a beast with stalactite teeth and sabre claws that, to someone who isn't you, might overshadow how remarkably soft they are.
They're quite heavy. Even if you wanted to, you don't think you're going to be getting up anytime soon.
You lean over them and lose your hands somewhere in all that majestic fluff.
They squirm and roll about as you find that place to scratch that sends their foot kicking.