You're Thinking Too Small. Among Us, The Hit New Animated Series! All The Gorn Of Happy Tree Friends

Day 25 Favorite Monster Girl. Nagas. Who knew they’d be so fun to draw? Especially with their colors. Also I really like doing the henna designs.

Ends up with a hyperfixation on walls, because the dart missed the list entirely

picks a new hyperfixation by putting on a blindfold, spinning three times & throwing a dagger at a list pinned to a dartboard

More eclipse photos, but with other stuff included for ✨️aesthetic✨️

You know, I've never really thought about Mother Goose poems in years (outside of references to such), but I'd be baffled and bewildered if someone told me they'd never heard Jack & Jill, or Little Miss Muffet, or Hey Diddle Diddle.

And now that I put this into words, it sounds silly. Of course there's people who haven't heard those rhymes, at minimum anyone who didn't speak English as a child. Now I want to know if other languages/cultures have something similar. Those silly childhood tales that hardly ever get thought of, but almost everyone has heard at least once when they were little.

it's absolutely outrageous to me that humans can't easily reattach body parts. most of the time when someone "loses" a finger (for example) that finger is not actually lost! it is briefly separated from the body but it's usually still THERE in the same room! you should be able to pick it up and pop it back on like a mr. potato head accessory. there should be a time limit--if you reconnect the vacationing body part in under say 15 minutes then that's a freebie, no harm done. i am livid over this state of affairs. i am starting a petition

The point of officially naming a pet is not to actually use that name but to have a baseline from which to come up with every conceivable nickname to call them instead.

I have a story for you.

I was at a family reunion (or something like that), and I was 3 or 4 years old. My mom was talking with one of my uncles-cousins-relatives-I-guess (as grown-ups do) when I walked up to ask a Very Important Question (I don't remember what this Question was, but it probably had something to do with cats. I love cats).

Anyway, the grown-ups were not paying attention to me, and toddler me was Not Happy with this. So naturally, I grabbed at the nearest grown-up hand to joggle it like a snow globe. The problem is, said hand was occupied at the time.

With a lit cigarette.

Now, I don't think I got seriously hurt - I sure don't see any scar left over - but at that age I'd cry at a paper cut, so I let out an ear-scraping screech. Naturally, that drew attention from the entire room (unfortunately for me, my Very Important Question was completely forgotten, so I couldn't capitalize on the opportunity).

As my mom soothed me and worried over me, my relative of uncertain relationship frantically asked where I was hurt. And so, with tears in my eyes and a ferocious pout, I presented my reddened, stinging middle finger.

i am sick! and grumpy! and fully of mucus!!! and if anyone wants to buy me some ramen and/or tell me a story of humorously blundering childhood mishaps, that would be most pleasing indeed!

Yo DP fandom, my ADHD art brain had an Idea, but I dunno if/when I'll ever be able to draw it.

Danny with eclipse glasses on, taking a selfie with the sun and glowing just enough that you can see his spectral outline next to a ring of fire