dd-the-man-without-fear:

rumwik:

You are greeted by a cursed mop.

a-book-of-creatures:

crevicedwelling:

a-book-of-creatures:

legalise-greenleaf:

maruposting:

This is the standard winged nightjar and it has one singular stupidly big feather on each wing… if you even care.

Love this guy

That’s standard as in “pennant” or “banner”, not standard as in “normal”.

But it’s not a pennant-winged nightjar. THIS is a pennant-winged nightjar… if you even care.

can’t forget the Lyre-tailed Nightjar! there’s actually a number of these ridiculous guys, and they’re partly why caprimulgiforms are some of my favorite birds

also the Sickle-winged Nightjar, which is. come on, that’s just a weird moth

Everyone does care about nightjars 🥹

have-a-hygge:

Clinging On
Watercolor on Black Paper
2021, 12"x 16"
Aspen Trees

roychewtoy:

my watery friend… are you too brushed with the pattern of the dappled light…?

granstromjulius:

René Magritte

littlemisspipebomb:

the-rattking:

officialfist:

russelldauterman:

SCARLET WITCH & QUICKSILVER #1 cover! ✨✨ Wanda’s story continues in a new series written by Steve Orlando, drawn by Lorenzo Tammetta, with main covers drawn/colored by me — out in February from Marvel. ❤️‍🔥 Thrilled to be continuing!

Also thrilled that I got to do the corner box 🙂

ncah-czerny:

patt-off:

patt-off:

oh your pronouns are he/they?

well that’s mathematically incorrect becuase you can still simplify the fraction since both sides have “he”

making your pronouns technically 1/ty

>:)

only-tiktoks:

mint-corset:

tiktoks-for-tired-tots:

FUCK THE CLUB UP JIMMY LETS GO

monamoni:

snarky-synesthete:

dankmemeuniversity:

Beloved ones. You feel this way BECAUSE you don’t do anything all day. Whether mental illness holds you hostage, or an aspect of neurodiversity says, “Hmm not today!” Or if your self-care day turns into weeks of paralysis, or you just take the damn day off…chances are, at the end of the “do nothing” period, you will feel more overwhelmed and exhausted than you feel you have a right to be. You are borne down by in insupportable weight of time passing by, empty of anything meaningful. Panic can set in, or despair, or guilt, or numbness, or mania, or any/all combinations thereof…it hits us all differently.

If this feeling is bothering you, see if you can find the energy/focus/spoons to do ~something with your hands~

It doesn’t have to be quote-PRODUCTIVE-unquote. You can color (a real page with real writing implements, even if it sucks). You can massage your hands and feet with good-smelling lotion. You can go outside and stack little rocks on top of each other until they fall down. Arrange leaves into a heart shape. Count the anthills in the sidewalk near your house. Draw on concrete with chalk. Paint your nails or toes. The more useless and non-taxing for you, the better.

The point is, you ~complete a physical task~

Your animal-brain doesn’t know that this task has no “productive” value! Certain parts of your brain can’t necessarily parse that sort of thing!!! The deep wiring in your noggin senses that you initiated a task, spent time & energy on it, and completed it! Even something as small as the ideas above can start to re-wire your brain back into functionality when you’re overwhelmed and paralyzed. The biggest part is to engage with the PHYSICAL WORLD, because while our phones & computers & tablets can be serotonin-generators, the deep ancient-animal wiring in our brain still doesn’t quite interpret it as REAL. (This is also why practical VFX are always more charming than CGI, but that’s a rant for another time.)

Sincerely,

Someone who has fought this battle many times before (and studied it, and researched it in others, and almost literally has a Masters degree in motivating the unwilling)