Lil Cat Buddy, Based On My Friends Cat

Happy whatever you celebrate :D (today or yesterday)

*pic unrelated and directed at one specific person*

Vulpaphylas are based on foxes >:c It’s in the name

made this for discord but figured i could share it here as well

While cool, I don’t think they knew. The Dax were plenty and if we remember correctly they were the orokin main force even when the tenno were introduced. The orokin empire was gigantic. Most people never saw a warframe, especially a tenno operated one. So while they could’ve known each other we kinda doubt they know that they were Dax, especially since most warframes can’t speak

Thinking about the former Dax Warframes (the explicitly stated ones)(Umbra, Dagath, & Sevagoth), and how Teshin and Varzia feel when they see them. They likely used to know these frames when they were people, and they watched them get turned into weapons.

Ik Varzia talks about being familiar with almost every frame, but these 3 (esp Dagath) were fellow Dax, who were well known and cherished, yet they also served as examples that even though they were favored by the Orokin, the Dax were easily replaced like all tools. Were Teshin and Varzia ever afraid that they would become a Warframe next?

+ after hrt I don’t sweat as much as I used to

- boobs are sweaty as fuck because of bra

Oh shit I just realized I can post the "Gaussian Blur Wizard That Gaussian Blurs You" here

@artuh

Ukryta lokacja w Disco Elysium.

Thomas Webb perfume bottles (via).

I hope this reacha those of you who needed it most

If you haven’t had that moment yet—the one where you get to shed the weight of the world, even for just a little while—I promise, it’s coming. There are people out there who will hold you the way you deserve to be held. You are not alone. You never were. Better days are ahead, love. You’ll see.

It's that sapphic, trans girl urge to curl up like a small, fluffy creature against the warm body of someone who truly sees you—to press yourself into their touch, let out the softest little mewls, sighs, and whimpers as they stroke your hair and murmur sweet words of praise. Telling you how proud they are. How strong you are. How beautifully, undeniably you you’ve always been.

Because gods, you’ve tried so hard to be yourself—to fit into something that never quite fit you back. But in these moments, you don’t have to try. You can just be. Wrapped up in the arms of someone who understands, who knows the weight you carry, who shares it with you without hesitation.

My NSFW Catgirls zine.

inspired by a friend misspeaking