Netflix ERASED HOMOSEXUALITY IN EVANGELION

10,000 reblogs and I will translate the script of Bee Movie into a language that I will invent solely for this purpose

Nother sketch! I may digitalize later

Gender bent drawing of the sandersides

Day 24 royalty au!

@spacebunprince

Boomers: All right, which one of you are going to clean up our messes?

Millennials: What? Gen Z: What?

Millennials: Seriously? We have like no power. You ensured that most of us were saddled with crippling debt, and haven’t raised the minimum wage enough to keep up with inflation so we can never pay back that debt, and have barely enough income to share an apartment with one or two roommates. We’re lucky if we can find one with a washer and dryer in-unit within our price range! We’re so tired and over-worked that we barely have enough energy to text a friend or post a selfie on facebook to let people know we’re still alive. How are we supposed to clean up your messes??

Boomers: Whatever. Entitled lazy Millennials. Always on your phone and posting selfies. Maybe if you worked harder you wouldn’t be in debt. Always wanting things handed to you on a platter. It’s not all about you you know. Generation Me amiright?

Millennials: *sigh*

Boomers: All right, how about you, Gen Z? You’re fresh, young, haven’t got much debt yet, you have your whole shining future ahead of you! You can be an inspiration to the world! How are you going to clean up our messes?

Gen Z: Um, we don’t really have any power either. Most of us aren’t even old enough to vote.

Boomers: Don’t put yourselves down! You’re the future! Put your young minds to work! Maybe you’ll think of solutions we’ve never even considered! Let us know what they are and we’ll implement them for you!

Gen Z: Um, ok. Stop destroying the environment by switching to clean energy instead of drilling for oil. Cut your carbon emissions to slow and eventually halt climate change. Raise minimum wage and give people health care so that we survive into adulthood and can help you clean this mess.

Millennials: I mean, these are the things we’ve been trying to tell them for years, but maybe they’ll actually listen to you since you’re the bright shiny future.

Boomers: What? We wouldn’t even consider doing any of that! What do you know about politics, economics, and the environment anyway? You’re not even old enough to vote! Where do you think the money for all these changes is going to come from? Money doesn’t grow on trees.

Gen Z: Tax the rich.

Boomers: What?! The rich worked hard for their money! It’s really hard pleasing your parents so that you can inherit the fortunes! They have a right to hoard away all the wealth so that no one else can have any.

Gen Z: Okay Boomer.

Boomers: WHAT? How dare you insult us! You know, you’d get a lot more respect if you would try and talk to us instead of being so dismissive of everything we say!

Gen Z: *SIGH*

So at work, we have this display of rubber snakes for halloween. And inside them they have this like stress ball like filling, not the beads but like a gel esq bead type thing and i was messing with rhem and my brain could only go 'ah that is a delicious squish'

for real though, personal posts get a bad rap

like i will see people apologize for making a lot of them and i’m just

dude

a) it’s YOUR blog, you can recite the greek alphabet one post at a time if you really want to

b) you don’t owe your followers shit

c) personal posts are fucking interesting, man. if i am following a blog i am okay! with knowing about the person behind that blog! nobody’s gonna begrudge you having a life outside the intermajig and talking about it.

I drew ticci-toby with a Santa hat because Christmas, merry Christmas eve!!!

One difficulty of rural life that I didn’t anticipate is being offered animals left and right. Kittens of course; you can’t stop at a farm to buy cheese without being offered a kitten or two. The guy ringing up my plants at the plant nursery asked if I would also be interested in a senior horse. I visited a llama farm two years ago and went home with a donkey and my mum was like ‘You never talked about getting a donkey, did you mean to get a donkey?’ of course not!! it was an accidental donkey. And today, for the second time (in six months) a neighbour (not the same one) offered me free baby goats. Again I had to say no. Is my will being tested? Like St Peter? I will deny the goats three times then hear the rooster crow? Jesus is a free baby goat?

Day 31!, free space! Sooo jonmart in halloween costumes! Ghost martin and flustered vamp jon

Another inktober done. Thank you @emerald-emerlad for making the magtober prompt list! I had fun with it!