Child Meme: Ask me anything as my child. Go to my ask box and rip out my heart in any and every way possible. I dare you.

honestlythea:

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fxtebechanged

"I’ve never seen a
     human up close before.”

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aqueeninsearchofredemption

"I’m not sure I understand
     what I can do about it.”

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dead-guy-of-the-year

"Maybe this isn’t the
     greeting you had in
     mind, but…”

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noheartknave:

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          ❝ You’re gonna wanna find the White Rabbit
                 for that then. He can take you there. S’where
                 he found me actually. ❞

She tugged at the bracelet that dug
     into her wrist. What’s a rabbit? Ariel
     licked her lips. Wait you’ve been there?
     You were there?

17 Sep 14 @ 1:53 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog

"Why is it that every time you start something, I’m the one who ends up in trouble?"

grumblygardens:

grumblygardens:

"Should learn to run faster. I’m doing this with my kidneys starting to act up, too. I’m playing on sympathy, you know. It’s probably my large, doe-like eyes. You’re just not as cute as me. What a shame. Honestly, I’m not sure. It could be that everyone just pities me and pities my poor husband for putting up with me. Maybe they’re just racist against merfolk."

"To be honest, I’ve never heard anything against the merfolk. I’ve heard things against sprites and halfsies like me. I’ve been around fairies too long, Syrena…" Cherise weakly smiled. "We don’t see many merpeople. Though I wouldn’t doubt people for being afraid of something they don’t understand well… But I’ve heard poor words against myself from other fae…"


She chuckled and reached out to take her friend’s hand with a gentle squeeze. “Well my running days are over. I’m getting older and my kidneys are quitting. I’m back on my medication.”

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"Then let’s be walking buddies. We can be really slow and just keep each other from falling over." She mused, twisting her lips into a happy smile. "Hmmm…my , well where I came from they don’t like halfling either, that’s why I tried to keep Melody from them. These people are so backwards. But some of my people are cruel but that can be said about anyone right? Everyone has the ability to be cruel…I might be getting off topic."

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transdimensionalboundaries:

dirtybetanerd:

kedreeva:

8bitrevolver:

This was meant to be a quick warm up, but it turned into a comic that I’ve wanted to draw for a while. This is something that is extremely important to me, and I appreciate it if you read it.

A while ago, I heard a story that broke my heart. A family went a cat shelter to adopt. The daughter fell in love with a 3-legged cat. The father straight up said “absolutely not”. Because he was missing a leg. That cat was that close to having a family that loved him, but the missing leg held him back. Why?!

Many people have the initial instinct of “nope” when they see an imperfect animal. I get it, but less-adoptable does NOT mean less loveable. 9 out of 10 people will choose a kitten over an adult cat. And those 10% that would get an adult cat often overlook “different” animals.

All I want people to do is be open to the idea of having a “different” pet in their lives. Choose the pet that you fall in love with, but at least give all of them a fair shot at winning your heart.

Don’t dismiss them, they deserve a loving home just as much as any other cat. They still purr, they still love a warm lap, they still play, they still love you. Trust me, next time you are in the market for a new kitty, just go over to that one cat that’s missing an eye and see what he’s all about!

Let me tell to you a thing.

This is Lenore. I first saw her in a little cage at the Petco I frequent (I used to take my parents’ dog in for puppy play time), and she looked like the grouchiest, old, crotchety cat in the world, and I fell instantly in love. She was cranky, she was anti-social, hanging out at the back of her cage. Her fur was matted because she wouldn’t let the groomers near her.

She was perfect.

But I didn’t have a place for her. I wasn’t living in my own space yet, and where I was, I wasn’t allowed cats. So I pressed my face to the bars of her cage and I promised that if no one had adopted her by the time I’d bought a house, I would come back for her.

I visited her every week for over six months while I looked for a house. At one point, they had to just shave her entire rear-end because the mats or fur were so bad. They told me she clawed the heck outta the groomer that did it, screamed the entire time, and spent the next two days growling at anyone that came near the cage.

A couple of weeks later, I closed on my house. I went back and I got an employee, and I said: “That one. I need that cat.”

They got the paperwork and the lady who ran the rescue that was bringing the cats in told me that Lenore (at the time, Lila) was 8 years old, had been owned by an elderly lady who had died, and brought in to a different rescue, who’d had her for six months on top of the time I’d been seeing her at Petco.

This kitty had been living in a 3x3’ cube for over a YEAR because she was older and “less adoptable.”

I signed the paperwork, put her in a cat carrier, and drove her to my new home. I had pretty much nothing; a bed, an old couch, a couple of bookcases, and a tank of mice I called “Cat TV”. I let her out of the carrier and onto my bed, and I told her “I told you I would come back for you when I had a place. It’s not much, but it’s yours too now.”

Lenore spent the next three days straight purring non-stop. She followed me around the house purring. Sat next to me purring. Slept next to me purring. Leaning into every touch, purring, purring, always purring. She still purrs if you so much as think about petting her. She’s amazing, and I love her.

So, you know, if you’re thinking about adopting, and you see a beast that others consider “less adoptable,” think about Lenore.

FUCKING IMPORTANT

The STORY THOUGH.

17 Sep 14 @ 1:21 am  —  via + org  —  reblog

"Why is it that every time you start something, I’m the one who ends up in trouble?"

grumblygardens:

"Should learn to run faster. I’m doing this with my kidneys starting to act up, too. I’m playing on sympathy, you know. It’s probably my large, doe-like eyes. You’re just not as cute as me. What a shame. Honestly, I’m not sure. It could be that everyone just pities me and pities my poor husband for putting up with me. Maybe they’re just racist against merfolk."

"Is that a thing? Are people racist
     against mers?” She stared wide eyed,
     “But you know I can’t run as fast as you.
     I don’t like these running games. I always
     fall or tip over.”

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thealpharps:

"Are you breaking up with me?"
"Are you having nightmares again?"
"Anything you want to say?"
"Apparently, I need to grow a mustache."
"Balloons? Really?"
"Be quiet!"
"But what if we get caught?"
"Can you not?"
"Care to tell me what’s going on?"
"Come find me."
"Did you even love me?"
"Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?"
"Don’t look at me like that."
"Don’t touch me."
"Do you love him/her?"
"Do you love me?"
"Everyone leaves."
"Eviction notice. It’s an eviction notice." 
"Fine, I’ll go."
"Finally!"
"Fight me for it."
"Fuck it."
"Get away from me."
"Gotcha!"
"How high are you?"
"How did you get here?"
"I bought a goat."
"If what we had was real, how could you be fine?"
"I get that you wanted to come up with the plan, but your plan is stupid."
"I hate you."
"I’ll bet you a dollar."
"I said that I’m in love with you."
"I think I’m pregnant."
"I’m going to kill you."
"I’m not eating that."
"Is that a chicken?"
"It’s not that I think your cooking is bad! It’s just … Not that good."
"Jokes on me, huh?"
"Just friends?"
"Just let me go."
"Just tell me the truth!" 
"Kiss me."
"Kicking someone is not a form of romance."
"Let me explain."
"Listen, it was a completely innocent gesture."
"Maybe you should go."
"Maybe fuck you will be our always."
"May need you to bail me out of jail."
"Miss you."
"No. The answer is no."
"Not drunk enough for this."
"Never, ever doing that again."
"Okay, I know this looks bad…"
"Please don’t."
"Please stop talking."
"Personally, I’d rather make out with a cactus."
"Quick, I need you to bring me a bottle of bleach."
"Quiet! Someone’s going to hear."
"Quit being annoying."
"Really, where were you?"
"Right. Of course it’s my fault."
"Silly of me to think you actually cared."
"Simple? Brushing my teeth is simple. This? This is not simple."
"So… How’s the weather?"
"Tell me you didn’t steal someones dog."
"There’s something wrong with you."
"This definitely isn’t what it looks like."
"Us? There is no us."
"Unable to process the stupidity of what you just said. Sorry."
"Unfortunately, she/he said no." 
"Very cute."
"We can’t do this."
"Was it just a lie?"
"Wait, what did you just say?"
"Wait! Hold on!" 
"Who the hell is passed out in the driveway?"
"What the hell?"
"Why are you naked?"
"Why is there silly string everywhere?"
"Why is there a frozen turkey in the bathtub?" 
"Without you, I’m lost."
"X-Rays? What the hell did you do and why didn’t you tell me?"
"You broke up with me. There’s nothing left between us anymore."
"You’re leaving? But it’s taco night…"
"Zebras have nothing to do with this conversation."
"Zelda is more important right now." 

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