sex for the first time
LMFAOOOOOOOOOOO DELETE THISSSS
Every one: You have to make time for yourself!
me: *stays up until 1 am every night crying* Me time 😍💆
Another small Viktuuri comic based on this au concept. “Imagine whenever you lose something, your soulmate winds of finding it.” One panel is a bit dark but it has our favorite ending or should I say beginning! ^^ Again, read from right to left!
ps: I drew them growing up. I think before Viktor has that long hair, he grew it out like Yuri did 😀
OMG! I found this so cute!!!!
Just found it on Pinterest
https://pinterest.com/pin/738942251332552453/?source_app=android
THE PREDICTIVE TEXT
I’M LITERALLY DEAD
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Victor as Undertaker ^^ Because I can!
Y’all ever just suddenly have the overwhelming urge to swim??? Like not actively but you just wanna,,, be in the water and have some Peace
That’s how it gets you
This is so fucking ominous am I gonna die???
Are you Haru??!
Taraji P. Henson
The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon
today i found out that when monarch butterflies migrate south for the winter, all the ones that go across the middle of lake superior suddenly stop going south and go west for five miles and then continue south. which really freaked scientists out cos like What is in the Middle of Lake Superior what do Butterflies know that We Dont Is This The End Times etc. anyway turns out about a hundred million years ago there was a mountain there and the butterflies still think they gotta fly around it. classic butterflies
combine this with the fact that caterpillars literally turn into bug soup in their crystallis, meaning there is no central nervous system to carry over any information, but they seem to retain memories from caterpillar life regardless…
and it brings up a lot of questions about what kind of information can even be stored in genes, like… does genetic memory really exist? what does this mean for humankind? could a race of people develop an instinctual memory of the land like this? are there people whose bones tell the stories of ancient mountains? what about my people? is the diaspora something that can be felt among every one of us? are we all the living cumulation of hundreds of thousands of ghosts?
i am simultaneously fascinated and frightened by this. classic butterflies indeed