About Me!
Hiya! Many of you probably know me as Kai or Orion, and I figured now is the time to update my intro post!
Before that, though, here’s a list of my names/pronouns.
If they are in italics, they are my current preference.
If they are marked through, they are ones I don’t want to be used under any circumstances at the time.
Names: Kai | Orion | Zephyr | Icarus | Collector | Ampho | Lorelai
Pronouns: He/him | She/her | They/them | It/its | Xe/xem | Fae/Faer | Other
My character/rp blog is @thenotsorealdess, and if you’re here from that blog, the context for that blog can be found on my AO3, LorelaiJuly, with the fic name being Prayer to a Frozen God (Why Wont They Answer?)
Noww, here’s my Carrd containing any other info about me! Feel free to send me any questions you may have.
if you got like a 100kilo bag of glitter and opened it up and left it in the path of like a tornado i think that would be interesting. i dont care abt ecological damage btw
I do. 100kg bag of seaweed based glitter.
i dont. 100kg bag of enriched uranium based glitter
wait isnt uranium denser than lead how heavy would a 100kg bag of uranium be
thyrell.
just kill me
my tummy hurts but at least i have a medical professional (baby cat) accompanying me
hi baby cat here. we hvae to cut you in to ten million pieces with my claws forever
are yhou sure about this doctor
pawsitive
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from "i can has". Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they're talking about.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she's been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
Can haz snackytreat
This post is the most reblogged post of the year! Congratulations!
you're absolutely correct it was
no fucking awoo. no awoo right now. its late. its not awoo time. its sleeping time. go the fuck to bed.
every fucking night, without fail, this post i made abt my dog gets mass reblogged by furries (and/or blorbo fans). and thats ok but i need ppl to know this is happening to me
But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it.
But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables.
When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades.
Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them.
The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.
Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.
Like, last year I watched no fewer than twenty-nine monarch caterpillars grow up on my milkweed and fly away as butterflies. I watched swallowtails and moths grow. There are hummingbirds fighting over flowers now.
I did that. Me. You can do the same.
Is this post about making a garden or beating depression
As someone with clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression;
Yes.
I know everyone says it’s best to just stick to “said” as a dialogue tag bc it disappears and that’s true and I mostly do but I want to take a moment for my all-time favorite dialogue tag, “lied.” Absolutely nothing hits like “‘I’m here to help,’ he lied.” NOTHING.
ABSOLUTELY one of my favourites.
The little directional nose and skinny legs get me. What a horrifying little charmer. I like him well.
Waow taht is a creachur
that is one of the most animals
well that certainly is a Thing
Well, It's That
If I saw one of these in a sci-fi or fantasy movie I would just accept them as a made up part of the fantasy without question. The possibility of them being a real thing would never even enter my head
good news! it's real and it's a black and rufous elephant shrew and it's god's gift to your dashboard
ALTsome observations on color coding eyewear in ficton and their meanings
