30, They/Them or She/Her, from the UK. A Librarian with a passion for myths, cats and bad jokes. Call me Kit - I post mostly myth stuff, D&D, podcasts and anything that takes my fancy
Jon is dead in this universe and he still can’t help catching strays
i really appreciate using a screenshot that uses the official spelling, and STILL spelling it “jon” in the caption. rusty quill is never going to win this fight.
One thing I love Ollie for is that he likes to hang out with me when I do art and when I go too long or past his regular food or our collective bedtime he’ll move closer and closer an inch at a time until I can no longer see what I’m doing and have to take a break
I could probably go on and on and on about hands, but here are some key points I compiled! I LOVE drawing hands, and I never hesitate to use my own as a reference
Im sorry but it is so funny how people outside of tumblr view us. Like why are the tiktokers treating tumblr like some professional ass website you need to do extensive prep before you begin posting on. And the follower farming advice is so fucking funny to me when this is the website where people actively hate getting new followers
Hello friends!!! On this April 1st I- with neither guile nor ill-intent- invite you all to listen to Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up with me, because it’s a fun song that I enjoy. You’re a free agent in this decision entirely. Happy April Fools Day
my mom is playin fuckn animal crossing in real life
she got this painting for $75 in an old case at an antique market shes been going to for years, and she thought it looks really beautiful, so she sent an email to a local art center to have it appraised
and now she has an art conservator in her emails making a plan to have her come bring it in to be appraised as a genuine Hokusai wood block print from over a hundred of years ago
thats so fucked up to me. my mom went fuckin shopping at Crazy Redd’s
no joke, she got it at an antique market. but she didnt even buy the painting. she bought a bag that the painting was in, cuz she’s an artist.
when she got home, the bag fell over, and the painting fell out. into the lap of an unsuspecting small town idaho girl (my ma) (that’s how she described it).