Best Star Trek Plot Point Is That Data Has A Cat

oof! ouch! hang on there's something stuck in my shoe *I remove my shoe and turn it over and a small wooden structure tumbles out* well fuck. looks like someone built a little birdhouse in my sole

Oh hey! Some Rock Poppy I drew around the anniversary of World Tour's release. I never posted her, now I just want to draw more Rock Poppy...

Everyone is so weird about people who cry easily. Fellas, is it evil and manipulative to *checks notes* have an involuntary stress response?

it's literally all about having a primary public gender and a secondary personal gender

"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess

PSA: we need to save the bali myna

today i got really mad out of nowhere about this and decided that if nobody is going to talk about these birds and their conservation, i will. the bali myna is a small bird found only in bali. they are critically endangered -  fewer than 100 adults exist in the wild. (and there’s around 1000 in captivity) the biggest threat towards the bali myna is likely its demand in the captive bird trade - they can fetch extremely high prices on the black market.’

plus, they look like this

so how can you help?

donate to bali safari marine park - currently maintaining a captive gene pool of bali mynas + boosting their population

donate to begawan foundation -  breeding and releasing bali mynas, and educating local communities on these birds

educate others on responsible pet purchases + avoid feeding into the pet trade that endangers so many beautiful species.

“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”

— Vincent Van Gogh

faggot fall is almost upon us! like and reblog if you want a faggot upon you

reblog to stir prev occasionally