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Rosemary

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1 year ago
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futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
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futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
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1 year ago
futuristicnightmarepeach - Rosemary
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1 year ago
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1 year ago

general relativity for babies

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
Oh She So Cozy

Oh 😭 she so cozy

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

Fun family story: when my aunt was marrying her wife everyone was really excited but also dreading it because my aunt is known for her insanely long speeches so everyone knew her vows would be like 9 hours long so when it came time for her to say her vows she had a shit ton of cue cards in her hands and even her wife started groaning and my aunt took a deep inhale and then unravelled all the cue cards which were taped together and they all just read ‘HOT DAMN’ in giant letters and those were my aunts vows.

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
A Facebook post from the Wild West Rehabilitation Center reading "Only in Texas and maybe Mexico. This evening, we were contacted about a possible orphaned Barn Owl. Rehabber Christy managed the call and inquired if they had already placed it in a box, to which they responded “we wrapped him in a warm tortilla”. There was a significant silence on Christy’s side. Following this and a little concerned, she  quickly ended the call and arranged for a transporter. Rehabber Amee arrived at the location and was welcomed by a friendly family holding a baby Mississippi Kite wrapped in a tortilla. While barbecuing and swimming, the family noticed the baby bird on the ground without any parents nearby. Concerned about the baby feeling cold, the mother asked for a tortilla to be warmed up on the grill to provide heat for it. Undoubtedly, it was an inventive method to keep the baby warm, and surprisingly, it was effective. The hatchling is currently en route back to the facility. Wildlife Rescue is always filled with lively and unexpected moments. #wildliferescue #weloveourcommunity #compassionisbeautiful #thatsawrap"
A young nestling Mississippi Kite wrapped in a white tortilla.

i'm crying rn.... the fucking Torta.....

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1 year ago
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People Matching Artworks: An Unusual Photo Series By Stefan Draschan

People Matching Artworks: An Unusual Photo Series By Stefan Draschan More info: Website | Instagram…

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1 year ago
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1 year ago

issue: the kittens are still trying to learn words. gus knows his name and daisy knows hers, but they don’t seem to quite grasp that when I say “babies!” im referring to both of them.

hypothesis: “babies” is too similar to “daisy” and they’re getting confused

test: start saying “gamers” instead

Outcome: they’re understanding it and it’s hysterically funny

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
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1 year ago
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1 year ago
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1 year ago
Graves Grow No Green That You Can Use.

graves grow no green that you can use.

gwendolyn brooks

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
My girlfriend and I both love to read on vacation. Once, on a camping trip, I finished my book early. She was halfway through a hefty novel and ripped out the first hundred pages to give to me. This tradition of giving each other “leaflets” has allowed us to share our favorite books, and the trips we read them on, that much more closely.

– Laura Birnbaum, Washington, D.C.
Today, every day, and on Valentine’s Day, I will visit my wife of 56 years. We are separated by her dementia. I will tell her what’s been going on outside, as I spoon-feed her in her care-home hospital bed. She says, “Thank you,” when I tell her I love her. We both know she would say more, if only she could. We have had a great life together, ever since the second grade. She is slowly leaving, I know that. But we’re a pair until then.

– Gene Lock, Sacramento, Calif.
My husband is Filipino, and I am not, so I learned to cook pancit, a noodle dish his mother made. It makes him happy. We cut vegetables, chop meat, then assemble the dish, always refining our understanding of it. It’s like love — it gets better every time.

– Muffie Alejandro, Los Angeles
We say, “I love you” every time one of us leaves the house. It seems small, but after almost 17 years of marriage, I would feel like I had left my keys behind if I hadn’t said it.

– Kate Reymann, Salt Lake City
I have half a banana for breakfast, and my husband always carves a heart on the cut end.

– Jill Black, Kalispell, Mont.
When my cancer diagnosis recurred this fall, my husband of 54 years began folding 1,000 origami cranes. Legend says that they will bring good luck and good health. We have installed them in our hallway as a constant reminder of hope and joy. They are beautiful to look at, and they also seem to be working, as I am responding to treatment.

– Jane Berke, Alpharetta, Ga.
I hate the sound of liquids being stirred or shaken. So whenever my husband stirs or shakes something, he shouts, “La la la la!” to protect my sensitive ears. (I’ve actually learned to manage my aversion, but I don’t tell him, because I think his off-tune singing is adorable.)

– Emily Strahler, Bethlehem, N.H.
Offhandedly, my husband said that he felt loved when his socks were ready to put on. Since then, I roll his socks into pairs.

– Chris Jacques, Golden, Colo.
My husband loves new bars of soap, so when I need to replace mine, I take his and give him the new one.

– Shannon Moise, British Columbia, Canada
My husband of 30-some years lets me put my cold hands on his body to warm them. We are a husband-and-wife oyster-farming team, so in the winter this is especially endearing.

– Cindy West, South Kingstown, R.I.
Every time my girlfriend calls me, I answer the phone by saying, “It’s the most beautiful woman in the world!”

– Jeremiah Whitten, Minneapolis
My husband and I got married on June 7, 30 years ago. Every month on the seventh, we like to wish each other a happy anniversary — and be the first to do it. Most often, he beats me to it.

– Patricia Davis, Westbrook, Conn.


My husband always makes sure that my car’s gas tank is full, the windshield wipers are in good shape and the fluids are topped off. That’s his way of telling me that he’ll never leave me stranded.

– Diane Norman, Herndon, Va.
I was diagnosed with a vitamin D deficiency a few years ago. My husband began taking out two capsules and leaving them for me in a tiny dish in our bathroom. It was a gentle reminder to take my vitamins and stay healthy. The gesture feels like a very sweet, “I love you.” When I take the pills and he’s in earshot, I say, “I love you, too.”

– Cynthia Copeland, Pasadena, Calif.
For more than 21 years, my husband has given me the last bite of his dessert, always.

– Jennifer Grissom, Los Angeles
My precious husband, to whom I was married for 46 glorious years, passed away six years ago. But not a day has gone by since when I haven’t blown a kiss to the photograph of him that I keep on my bedroom table.

– Karen Strauss, New Rochelle, N.Y.

The New York Times did a piece titled 100 Small Acts of Love and these are some of my favorites 💕

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

people who have obsessions are the only ones i know how to buy presents for. everyone else gets the loose change at the bottom of my purse

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

2 step guide to having a beach body!

1) Have a body.

2) Take it to the beach!

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

I had a person come up to the counter today, look at my badge and go, "You're not [insert stereotypical male name here].

Which, yeah, right, true, technically, I'm not, I had the wrong badge. I forgot mine at home, and I used my coworker's one. It was the only one available and it had "[male name], he/him".

(Side note, I so so so love that our badges have pronouns on them, it's so nice! Another side note, I go by they/them most of the time, but I don't mind he/she/ze or any other pronouns)

And, usually, gender is a concept I don't have the time or brain capacity to consider. It doesn't really matter for me personally, I know I appear feminine, and I don't have a problem with customers referring to me by she/her. I mean, sure, it's nice if they look at my badge, see "Cork, they/them" and refer to me by it, but honestly, the amount of fucks I give about random people using wrong pronouns is zero.

But this person at the counter just, I dunno. Looked like they wanted a fight. And the shop was empty, and I was bored, so I was like

You know what? Sure, let's do this. It's probably the only entertainment I'm gonna have today, might as well make it as confusing as possible. Because I love to watch the world burn, sue me.

So I go, "I actually am."

"But you don't look like [male name]!"

Been there, done that, "What do I look like, then?"

Stutter. "I don't know, but you're not [male name]!"

Okay, we're just repeating ourselves now, sure, "Then who am I?"

"NOT [male name]!!! Why are you wearing a badge that has a wrong name?!"

And it was at this moment that a brilliant thought crossed my mind. So I smile, cute and nice and pretty, and I go, "Because I stole it."

"You what?"

"I stole this name from the one who had it, and now he has no name and I get to have it. Now, can I have your name for this order?" And I extend a hand to them, like asking to put something in there, because I'm now committing to the bit. All while looking them in the eyes and keeping the smile.

They ended up leaving without ordering anything, but they also didn't speak to me after that, so that's a win, overall. And the manager laughed at that, so I'm not even in trouble.

The moral of the story? When in doubt, play by the fae rules.

I didn't even lie, technically speaking.

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
don't chase your dreams! humans are persistence hunters. follow your dreams at a sustainable pace until they get tired and lay down.

follow your dreams at a sustainable pace

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

hey ao3 can you like give the extra $38k you made from this month’s funds drive to charity

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago

WILD PHANTOM CAR SPOTTED

WILD PHANTOM CAR SPOTTED

ZOOM AND ENHANCE

WILD PHANTOM CAR SPOTTED

FUCK YEAH

futuristicnightmarepeach
1 year ago
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!
A Guide To Designing Wheelchair Using Characters!

A guide to designing wheelchair using characters!

I hope this helps anyone who's trying to design their oc using a wheelchair, it's not a complete guide but I tried my best! deffo do more research if you're writing them as a character