I Saw Some People Online Talking About Making Bracelets. I Have No Clue How Many People Are Doing It,

Page from my doodle book

"well actually repulsed aro/aces can still be in relationships/have sex" SHUT. UP. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. I know! IM ROMANCE REPULSED!! but if you even tried to ship me (and a few of you did) i would come at you with KNIVES. STOP SPEAKING FOR "all aro/acespecs" YOU DONT. SHUT UP

DO NOT TAG AS VALENTINES WERE GETTING AROMANTIC TRENDING

Im curious because this happens to me. By repeat dreams, I mean you've dreamed multiple times of the same place. It doesn't need to be real place, and different things can happen each time. Only the location matters.

End-of-Splatoon thoughts.

Thinking about finding human-made music discs buried underground for thousands of years, and a grand finale music festival. About those human handprints etched into concrete in Alterna. Did those human artists know it would end like this? First a fiery death and then, eventually, a worldwide celebration of music to represent our shared past, present, and future. Did they know that their songs, insignificant in the face of extinction, would one day become the solution that will save the next dominant life-form from the same fate?

Thinking about how since the very start, Splatoon has had a feature where players can draw and post artwork and spot them as graffiti on walls or billboards. Or how the weapons have always been paint brushes and rollers and ballpoint pens. Since its inception, Splatoon has been dedicated to engaging its players with the act of creation and creative expression, showing them how their art can build communities and (literally) change the world.

Thinking about how art and music and punk culture and rock & roll and friendly competition and petty arguments and water guns aren’t uniquely human concepts, but the fundamental qualities of intelligent life. An inheritable spirit that can cross evolutionary bounds.

Thinking about how eerily similar the Octarian domes are to Alterna. About how close Inklings and Octolings were to repeating the same mistakes as humans. But their doomed fates were undone not by some miracle technology or military power or a rocket, but by music.

Thinking about how humans wiped themselves out with war, and our parting gifts were liquid crystals that somehow paired with the DNA of primeval inklings and somehow infused them with our memories and culture and a Song. And 12,000 years in the future, that same Song will end a war.

Thinking about the theme of Splatoon, that art and music and fun will not die with the human race. That every piece of art we create is a seed we sow for future generations to reap. That our legacy is ingrained into the crust of the earth. That long after we’re gone, the oceans will remember, and they’ll pick up where we left off.

Thinking about how Splatoon says that the essence of humanity –– the thing that will outlive us –– isn't war or prejudice or destruction or greed, it's a song.

Went to my first Green Day concert

They played my favorite songs (St. Jimmy and One Eyed Bastard)! I got merch! A drunk guy fell on me! Billie was super funny! They had the inflatable plane from Dookie!

12/10 experience, would definitely go again!

Orange!

Reblog with the color of the paw when you boop me.

We don't need to look like other social media sites. STOP.

This is the equivalent of going into your own house and someone has moved all the furniture to the ceiling.

Drawing class introduced me to charcoal, and I've started experimenting with it in my regular style

I painted a duck in a bath :) I got actual acrylic paints instead of craft acrylic, and I like them a lot more