have you ever stayed up late with someone texting or chatting and known as the hours ticked by that you’d be ridiculously tired in the morning but it didnt matter because it was really fun and totally worth losing sleep over just to laugh with someone and enjoy their company maybe and then the next day you keep tiredly recalling how much fun it was

people should give me money so i can get more tattoos and look hotter and sexier

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Jaskier doing this to valdo

Lambert and Aiden joining in

Eskel finds out and hides little speakers all around Valdo’s property and spends weeks using Bluetooth to play fart noises over them

Once he has Valdo going mad and running around his property trying to find the phantom farter, Eskel plays the dueling banjo fart scene from Family Guy

(Side note: I’ve done this)

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people should give me money so i can get more tattoos and look hotter and sexier

an observation on how tumblr talks about shows

The first year I had Emily, I learned to put my finger in front of her nose every few pets. If she moved to touch her nose to my finger, I could pet her a little bit more. If she stayed absolutely still, she'd bite me within the next few pets.

It took a long time for her to be willing to share softer signs of discomfort, like lashing her tail or making noise, before she escalated into attacking my hand.

Or maybe not "willing" so much as... literally able? I might be reading too much into it, but I got Emily as a year-old cat who'd been living on the streets for part of her life, when I was at the underemployed end of the grad school program that never ended, a therapist with nobody to therapize, so I ended up looking at her as a survivor of trauma and bringing therapeutic perspectives and techniques to the table. Some of which are about how we have to actually learn to understand and recognize our own internal states, especially because when we're living in fight-or-flight, that goes way down on our brains' priority lists most of the time.

So it might have taken her a while to be able to understand that petting felt nice but also overstimulating, so while she could enjoy it, it also caused that buildup of discomfort, and she could do something about it that wasn't biting.

All of which is just the context necessary for me to say, today she crawled into my lap and rested her chin in my palm, and demanded via headbutts that I just keep continuously scritching her jaw, for 20 minutes straight.

We've come a long way, babygirl.

you can be a dickhead to me but my whimsy will always haunt your narrative

a part of adult life you never really realize as a child is the constant need for bowls in so many different sizes. you're always doing something and going "man i wish i had the right size bowl for this" no matter how many bowl sizes you have

some kind of odd fellow i havent been much in the mood to draw but if nobody got me then drawing wolves got me- former wolfchild