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Reblogging because of my love for this media

Artworks for The Last Unicorn, by Frank Stockton

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This is a Winter Solstice comic I originally drew for the queer tarot comic anthology, Tabula Idem, almost two years ago! I still celebrate this ritual with my family every year. Happy Solstice! 

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I got to hold a 500,000 year old hand axe at the museum today.

It's right-handed

I am right-handed

There are grooves for the thumb and knuckle to grip that fit my hand perfectly

I have calluses there from holding my stylus and pencils and the gardening tools.

There are sharper and blunter parts of the edge, for different types of cutting, as well as a point for piercing.

I know exactly how to use this to butcher a carcass.

A homo erectus made it

Some ancestor of mine, three species ago, made a tool that fits my hand perfectly, and that I still know how to use.

Who were you

A man? A woman? Did you even use those words?

Did you craft alone or were you with friends? Did you sing while you worked?

Did you find this stone yourself, or did you trade for it? Was it a gift?

Did you make it for yourself, or someone else, or does the distinction of personal property not really apply here?

Who were you?

What would you think today, seeing your descendant hold your tool and sob because it fits her hands as well?

What about your other descendant, the docent and caretaker of your tool, holding her hands under it the way you hold your hands under your baby's head when a stranger holds them.

Is it bizarre to you, that your most utilitarian object is now revered as holy?

Or has it always been divine?

Or is the divine in how I am watching videos on how to knap stone made by your other descendants, learning by example the way you did?

Tomorrow morning I am going to the local riverbed in search of the appropriate stones, and I will follow your example.

The first blood spilled on it will almost certainly be my own, as I learn the textures and rhythm of how it's done.

Did you have cuss words back then? Gods to blaspheme when the rock slips and you almost take your thumbnail off instead? Or did you just scream?

I'm not religious.

But if spilling my own blood to connect with a stranger who shared it isn't partaking in the divine

I don't know what is.

The nostalgia for the present.

The longing for a time that ended just as you learned to love it 💝

The reality that you can’t remember the exact day that something beloved ended.

@fairycosmos / Comic by @shhhitsfine / Comic by @incendavery

“X bodily fluid is just filtered blood!” buddy I hate to break it to you but ALL of the fluids in your body are filtered blood. Your circulatory system is how water gets around your body. It all comes out of the blood (or lymph, which is just filtered blood).

I see a human in the picture, but this post has such a delightful Hobbit energy. 💗💗💗

baps you on the head, lovingly. What are your top three favourite berries

(/bap'd)

I'm so glad you asked bc I do love a good berry. My favorite berry is any berry growing on a bush for me to eat! I go berry picking a lot, mostly to make jam, but I always keep some just to eat, and also I probably eat as many as I pick while I'm picking. Which slows down the process but I'm just a man.

No. 1 is salmonberries. I love the color & flavor variety! (the little blue berries are huckleberries). You can do so much with them, but they're delicious on their own, right off the bush.

For people with TikTok or Instagram, one of my dear mutuals, Madison Dawn (@ Alaskan8ive907 on both apps), is a Tlingit creator who makes a lot of very cool content about salmonberries and other foraging & fishing on Southeast Alaska's islands. Highly recommend!

One of my ALL TIME favorites is cloudberries (not pictured)! This can get confusing at times, because some people use "salmonberry" to refer to what I know as "cloudberries." It's a regional thing. I often follow the lead of my Indigenous friends and use the berry names in their languages to be more specific, but that doesn't always work either, depending on the language & place. There are so many names for beloved berries!!! I love them so much, I have 2 pairs of earrings by one of my fav artists, Siqiñiq Designs. This is my favorite pair! These are one of her many beautiful "aqpik" designs, the berry's name in more than one Inuit language:

I'm also a big fan of picking blueberries and blackberries!

Although admittedly I think blackberries are the most fun because you get so messy

I also love salal berries, mulberries, and black raspberries (not the same as blackberries)

Klingons are integrating new words for the cat slow-blink into Klingon. They have specific words for a when a Klingon/cat exchange a slow-blink and a different word for when a parent/child exchanges a slow-blink.

My kitten tried to kill my stuffed tribble. My roommate remarked that my tribble killing cat would make a great Klingon pet… and she’s right.

Imagine a Klingon ship having a cat that protects them from tribbles & vermin. They have to get the cat from a shelter run by humans and they’re like “This is the honorable Mr. Chonks”.

“Yes, our ship also has an earth feline. Her name is Carrot and she fights like a warrior.”

There’s absolutely a Klingon out there who lost an eye to a feral cat that he then adopted.

Klingons who go “pspspspsps” to get the Ship Cat to come hang out during break.

Orange Ship Cat that gets lost in the jeffires tubes and Klingon whose sole job is to go fetch the orange cat. He acts like he hates his job but he actually really adores his feline co-worker so much.

Klingon that always hands things to the Ship Cat so it can sniff it.

Klingon that intentionally grabs boxes to enrich Ship Cat’s little life. Sometimes they get multiple boxes and the crew bets on which box will be deemed “best box” by their fluffy little warrior.

Klingon that starts his work shift saying “Qapla’!” to Ship Cat who meows in return.

Newly Minted Ship Kitten climbing up to a Klingon Captain’s shoulder with her tiny needle claws while said Captain is attempting to be intimidating on the viewscreen.

Klingon who gets a head bunt from Ship Cat and gives it a head bunt back.

I am so proud of Kanga for weaponizing Roo.

With Winnie-the-Pooh and The Battle of Hastings sharing an anniversary today, did you know that E. H. Shepard once drew this amazing scene for an exclusive book bag?

its so sad that radfem just means transphobe and not like. this

Actually, people are good by nature and you’re a fool if you think otherwise.