夢見てたのあたし

1. Check that you have good access to shade trees, a shelter custom made to fit you and all your friends, and plenty of good airflow

2. Find the hottest, sunniest, and least windy part of you pasture and lay down

3. Make sure you look as much as possible like you have died of heatstroke

4. Get your friends in on it

[Image ID: The Destiel confession meme edited so that Dean answers 'JK Rowling posted upskirt photos of a woman on Twitter' to Cas 'I love you'. /End ID]

No one doing this should be allowed to call themselves a feminist.

RIP to a quiet hero.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

When you're talking about the design of the boat, you say "it".

When the boat is still being built, your say "it".

When the boat is nearing completion, you can say "it" or "she".

When the boat is floating in the water you probably say "she", unless there is still a lot of work to be done (e.g. no engine yet) then you say "it".

When the boat is officially launched and operating, you say "she". If you continue to say "it" at this point you are not incorrect but suspiciously untraditional. You are not playing the game.

If you are referring to a boat you don't really know anything about you may say "it" ("there's a big boat, it's coming this way"). But if you know its name, it's probably "she" ("there's the Waverley, she's on her way to Greenock").

If you are talking about boats in general, you say "it" ("when a boat is hit by a wave it heels over")

If you speak about a boat in complimentary terms, it's "she" ("she's a grand boat"). If you are being disparaging it may be it, but not necessarily ("it's as ugly as sin", "she's a grotty old tub").

If she has a boy's name, she's still she. "Boy James", "King Edward", "Sir David Attenborough"? The pronoun is she.

If it's a dumb barge (no engine), you say it. But if it's a rowing boat (no engine), you say she.

Catgirl who is VISCERALLY uncomfortable in catgirl mode - butch lesbian, cannot stand looking cutesy

Catgirl who thinks that catgirl mode is a fun gimmick - nonbinary irl, you could not pick them out of a crowd if you tried

Butch is blue. "Icy" personality is because she hates all of this. Customizing cat outfit plotline?

Blue does computer programming and loves music, is trying to make a video game. Fits that one "tomboy the girls fawn over" anime trope, a bit of a romantic heartthrob when comfortable.

Yellow is into photography, and hosts a photo club. Irl life is really demanding for them, juggling a ton of study work with pressure to get the highest grades and look perfectly professional. Going kitty mode is their stress relief.

Their boss—the person who made them catgirls and sicced them on the world as heroes—is a space cat princess who has ZERO idea of Earth gender norms. She's very analytical and picked the trio based on statistical compatibility and lowest likelihood of being identified. Very confused as to why they act the way they do about their new forms. She has a space palace and can't go on Earth during the day in her normal form, so she goes around as a black cat.

Transformation sequence started by eating sci-fi-magic konpeito. Effects fade rapidly in direct sunlight.

Pink gets a sword

Blue gets a bow

Yellow gets a staff

Final blows are done to the heart of the nightmare monster with light—ideally combined light. Magenta/Cyan/Yellow mix.

Eating too many konpeito in direct sunlight turns you into an actual cat?

Their eyes are slit-pupil, but with a tiny horizontal slit that makes them look like four point stars.

Of course that sweater looks weird on me, I’m a horse, not a human! I can barely get my hooves through the sleeves, and it bunches up over my withers and doesn’t reach my fetlocks, and there’s no accounting for my hindquarters. Or my forequarters either