I really like summer, but I also hate it because it keeps getting hotter every year. If summer was a constant 20-25C, that'd be lovely.
It's everything society could ever ask you to be UwU
Hey, I'm MTF, too!
Mother
Fucking
Tired
...wait a second
I didn't know owls had tongues. This is the best thing I've learnt this week.
For what it's worth, your posts always manage to make me smile <3
That's a good point. I'd probably feel peace if I didn't have an open end :3c
If that is the case, there is no peace in this image, only betrayal.
This is the cutest layered joke ever. It's art of a fan in a piece of fan art :3
Sometimes I watch a Rimworld stream, but I still don't know what the game is about. It looks interesting, though, so I might check it out in a while!
I'll never know peace unless I find out how they did this. My bet is on black magic.
Catbox backup link in case of federation issues.
One of my favourite parts about working from home is that I can take short breaks to walk around, stretch, or cuddle Blahaj whenever I want :3
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A digital drawing of my canine fursona sitting on the floor in their room and cuddling a Blahaj (IKEA's shark plushie). They look very happy. Their work laptop is on a desk in the foreground, implying that they are cuddling a plushie instead of working. End alt text.
alt text: a screenshot of the Wikipedia article about leap years. It says "A leap year, also known as an intercalary year or bissextile year, (...)". The word "bissextile" is circled in red and has arrows pointing at it. An image of a bisexual pride flag, Moxxie (a bisexual character in the show Helluva Boss), and Freddie Mercury are placed around the word "bissextile" because it looks a lot like bisexual. end alt text uwu
edit: apologies for the missing image. I uploaded it to my home instance (pawb.social), which had some technical issues and went down a couple of hours later. But it's back now, and so is the image. (Nothing but love for the pawb admins, shit happens <3)
cross-posted from: https://pawb.social/post/5635301
reject humanity, embrace the machine
alt text: the first two panels are a close-up of my generic-canine fursona's angry face, first with their eyes closed, then with their eyes open and a fire in them. They say, "From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine." The third panel is my fursona wearing a protogen visor, doing a cute face, saying "beep boop", and sitting on the ground like a silly little guy.
reject humanity, embrace the machine
alt text: the first two panels are a close-up of my generic-canine fursona's angry face, first with their eyes closed, then with their eyes open and a fire in them. They say, "From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine." The third panel is my fursona wearing a protogen visor, doing a cute face, saying "beep boop", and sitting on the ground like a silly little guy.
image transcription:
me: "yeah, I'm doing well."
also me: a screenshot of a YouTube video titled "1 hour UwU sound effect."
I made a comic :3
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A black-and-white comic with seven panels. The comic’s title is “The Duality of Furries.”
First panel: My “generic anthro canine” fursona is holding a phone, smiling, and looking flattered.
Second panel: A phone screen showing a conversation. Me: “ur cute :3” - them: “no u >w<” - me: “not as cute as u O//w//O” - them: “u the cutest”
Third panel: My fursona smiling and holding a phone, similar to the first panel.
Fourth panel: Another phone screen with further messages. Me: “oki gotta go now :3” - them: “nuuu why? ;-;” - me: “goin 2 a concert uwu” - them: “oooh have fun <3”
A text box: “one hour later”
Fifth panel: My fursona is in a dark concert hall and participating in a circle pit (lots of people running in a big circle to the rhythm of the music). My sona is smiling and has determined eyes. The circle pit is surrounded by other concertgoers. Big, red letters above the circle pit spell “KILL.”
Sixth panel: My fursona is in the same dark concert hall and participating in a mosh pit (an area where seemingly violent dancing occurs). My sona is windmilling their arms with closed eyes and a strained expression on their face. Others in the pit are doing a two-step, the bees knees, and the chicken dance. Big, red letters above the mosh pit spell “KILL.”
Seventh panel: My fursona is crowd surfing with a big smile and their arms raised. In the background, a photo from a Dying Fetus concert (a death metal band) shows the band members to evoke the feeling of being at a concert. Below my crowd surfing sona, big, red letters spell “KILL KILL.”
It was the same where I live. We only had two heatwaves, and it was a very comfortable summer the rest of the time. I wish I could be nocturnal in the summer, but then I'd have to sleep in the heat, and that sounds terrible.