They/Them Causing May/Hem

serelinda

cuuno

did i even tell you guys how i pretended to know how to play an instrument for three years and only two people ever figured it out.

cuuno

i don't mean i was like. telling people i could play guitar, i mean i was sitting in band class holding a french horn to my lips and looking at the music and not understanding any of it or knowing how to play a single note. for 3 years.

cuuno

the two people who knew were my best friend who knew i was too stupid to play such a complicated instrument and the only other hornist in my section who had to desperately cover for me because he knew i had blackmail material on him. i only came clean this year in my senior speech and to this day people still call me mellophony and the no hit wonder.

cuuno

thewitchofsilenthill

the-radio-star

Finally some good fucking news

rock-fish-deactivated20201231

they concluded that the rats were having fun partially bc the rats voluntarily initiated games, hopped around joyfully and teased researchers by pretending to come close and then skittering away. rats are Very Good

sindri42

These scientists are getting grant money to play games with rats all day and that is just, living the dream.

serelinda

hungwy

I like saying "I'll allow it" only in contexts where I have no power or authority

thewitchofsilenthill

speeedylesbian

what a good day to remember that butch lesbians (ESPECIALLY trans, poc, and/or fat butch lesbians) aren’t fucking predatory

tallicatty

“trans butch lesbian”? More like heterosexual man.

speeedylesbian

magicalgirlmindcrank

sinnahsaint

Reblog the Fred of TERF banishment to keep your blog TERF free for a year.

serelinda

I fuck wit title-only text posts. this shit is like talkin in an apartment hallway loud as fuck out the window

serelinda

mooonbride

You’re laughing. This is my second form and the latin choir has started singing, and you’re laughing.

serelinda

charlesoberonn

Which path should he choose?

The path of the warrior, the path of the scholar, or the path of the artist?

moonimbued

he should wander away and have a picnic while he thinks about what path to choose

charlesoberonn

Great idea! But where should he have the picnic?

Under the tree, or under the old fort?

acatdisguisedasahuman

By the sea, so he can enjoy the sound of the waves

charlesoberonn

A lovely choice!

Should he build a sandcastle to pass the time? Or perhaps go fishing?

cynicallyaestetic

Perhaps he could collect shells he finds interesting

charlesoberonn

Sounds fun!

Which shell should he pick up?

sourjen

This one

charlesoberonn

That's not a shell, it's a tiny earpiece.

Should he listen to music? Or to the mysterious pre-recorded message?

sar-kalu

He should give it back to the crab in the largest shell, they thought they had lost their wave-pod and are grateful he found it!

charlesoberonn

The crab wants to give a gift in return.

Should he accept the gift of power, or the gift of knowledge?

sunw00d

the gift of friendship :)

charlesoberonn

Friendship acquired!

Should they celebrate with pizza or ice cream?

valentineish

The crab friend cannot eat either of those! Let's split a nice seaweed salad instead. :)

charlesoberonn

So many options!

Should they get tossed salad, wiggly salad, or spiky salad?

frescopino

Seasar salad

charlesoberonn

Nothing beats getting it straight from the source

Should they use scissors or claws to cut the seaweed?

somethingmissingthiswaycomes

What about that sword in the first panel?

charlesoberonn

The circle is complete.

Through choices, friendship, and salad, he found his way to the path of the warrior. But he won't walk it alone.

Their path is just beginning, but this story is over.

Thank you to everyone who participated!

thewitchofsilenthill

hirkyy

starting my lifelong collection of pictures of cats in ukrainian folk clothing now.

hirkyy

rizu-not-risu

damazcuz

*explaining kitchen appliances to my pet medieval knights* The microwave, or Micheal the Wavious, and metal fork, or Sir Silver Prong, are sworn enemies and can never cross paths lest their meeting spell destruction for all.