*makes This Noise At You*

Thinking about how my mom tried to “seduce” my dad when they were in college together by sneaking oranges into his backpack, because she grew up food insecure and feeding someone/sharing food was a big deal with her upbringing with a lot of emotional meaning–

and meanwhile my poor dad is just convinced that he’s been haunted by some citrus poltergeist because why the fuck are there always oranges in his bag he swears he did not put there???

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"The hidden rain village"

Love this art style so much!!

I completely forgot about my purchase of the Wally plushie, he’s getting closer to my location

So here’s a doodle of him traveling from the neighborhood to my location.

🤧🤧❤❤❤

What is that face?!