Big Tail Energy

i think theres something kinda insane about moving prey from your stomach down to your tail and its only something i can convey with spoons

a playful showdown becomes a havoc in the daycare! feat. @atsufawx.bsky.social
lovely comic art piece done by @kyushin.slow.work

aquarium pump

sports ball pump

foot pump

sex toys

Well, gas is expensive, and food is expensive, and we’re doing a war nobody wants, but at least there are no jobs

To my Canadian friends, an acquaintance started a petition to allow US transgender citizens to claim refugee status here.

www.ourcommons.ca/petitions/en...

If you’re Canadian please sign it.
If you’re not, please share ❤️

Hold on to anything #brainbunnies

My paws need to rest! #MacroMarch is hard work!

🖼️: @boyonomo.bsky.social

anyway, if i graduate from this program im going to be so proud of myself, if for nothing else but that.

I try not to let my brain get the better of me and scream about it, but my brain is a tricky fucker >.>

I know there are some folks out there like me who have been at it for many many years to no avail and the stuff that finally has been moving the needle has been radical acceptance and nervous system ‘reparenting’.
unfortunately there is no way other than living life feeling abysmal for a while

I can’t express how nuanced that ‘bad’ is considering most of it is my nervous system being shit. I wish someone had taught me years ago that no small part of trauma work is learning that the system that kept you safe is literally sending false signals to your brain, and that the work is retraining

anyway, sorry for my despair. I’ve been gradually feeling better since the move, I just have not had a whole lot of time to enjoy it. Joy -is- slowly seeping back into my life and i feel like i have a lot more time and energy now. it’s not all bad, and i’m trying my best to focus on those things

i’m tired of this life. i’m tired of searching for a will to live and tank all of this. it leaves me with absolutely no energy or time for those around me, and at that point what IS the point. people say it gets easier but it sounds like just a platitude, because it’s been decades of this.

hard to feel like i’m not going to die, and it’s hard not to be infuriated at this entire situation. Body and mind can barely keep up anymore, but with few believing that and few answers, i have to keep pushing myself and it has made me about as depressed as the worst times in my life

two more weeks of this shit and i’m done, but it feels like i’m no closer to making something work, with most avenues i’ve found at over a year for taking apprentices

after a fourteen hour day and a probably- sprained knee, it is incredibly difficult both physically and mentally to get up and going this morning

one way or another i promise

i will not be a burden

i’d feel better about it if surviving didn’t drain every last ounce of my energy

Pocket the Street Alchemist is doing numbers over on Tumblr for some reason, so here you go Bluesky! I hope you enjoy this dumb moment from a lil weirdo NPC I introduced in my D&D campaign a while back!
#kobold #comic #doodle

a comic. sinkdog sits on the countertop, broken dishes on the floor around her. she apologizes to a dog character (let's call her daisy) sweeping up the broken glass, who responds "it's okay!" in the next panel daisy is washing dishes in sinkdog, who is laying on the counter, looking away with tears running down her face. "it will get like this again." sinkdog comments. "and i'll help you again." daisy replies. "even if i never get better?" "of course." in the next couple of panels we see a clean, normal sink, and sinkdog rising up from the counter, now a regular intact dog character, freed from the mental block that was the dirty dishes. daisy clasps sinkdog (who is now wearing a hoodie and pj pants) on the shoulders and says "i hope i could unstick you a little bit." sinkdog smiles tearfully back. in the final panel they hug. daisy says "i love you." sinkdog looks relieved.

everyone wished really hard and manifested a friend for sinkdog

An action figure of Miles O’Brien from deep space nine

I like how they captured O’Brien’s deep discomfort with the universe in the sculpt. He doesn’t wanna be there. He wants to be at home. He knows something bad is about to happen. He just wants to be at home.

A photograph of cartoon drawing of a dog holding a leash in their mouth, pinned to a bulletin board. Text above and below them reads “DIY Dog Walking- Exactly What You’d Expect.”

Psychology says people who constantly apologize for things that aren't their fault aren't being polite. They grew up in an environment where someone else's bad mood was always their responsibility to ... That reflexive 'sorry' you can't stop saying was never about politeness — it was a survival strategy you learned before you had the language to name what was happening in your home.

"Psychology says people who constantly apologize for things that aren't their fault aren't being polite. They grew up in an environment where someone else's bad mood was always their responsibility to fix." share.google/LxDa6ftaoJmN...

Animals’ perception of time is linked to the pace of their life – new study For a starfish, most of life is literally a blur.

theconversation.com/animals-perc...

This is cool, it's possible to study an animal's perception of time by electroretinagrams, seeing how fast a flicker needs to be before they no longer see it as flickering.

🕊️

For years we said they’re going for a genocide of trans people and for years we were told to “stop being so dramatic.”

Now we’re at the point of human experimentation with the explicit goal of eradicating us.

Can we call the genocide a fucking genocide now?

Digital art depicting a nighttime scene where there's an old house located at the bottom of a dried up dam. Broken fences and stone walls litter the ground, while the huge dam wall is seen in the background. An anthropomorphic bird with green and pink feathers named Haru is sitting on the half collapsed roof of the old house. Glowing spirits of fish that used to live in the dam waters are swimming in midair, forming a line spiraling and rising up towards the starry night.

They used to live in these waters.

かつてここを生きた者たち。

#art #FurryArt #OC