Ferret Anarchy!

NGL if this hellsite is required to take my government-issued ID to let me use it, I'll be giving out my cell number and wishing those who stick with it well. I've had my identity stolen and I'm not doing it again, amongst the other rancid issues that such a thing results in.

every social media site looks like its gonna be doing it

I'd rather give all my tumblr moots my damn home address and let them send me letters.

I would rather collab through meshnets, letters, and packages than give my ID to a 3rd party company to verify my age again.

fuck genetics i deserve g cups

reblog to give me bigger tits

Guys stop! They have already crushed a small dairy farm - if this hits 1k Nebraska is so doomed.

give me three reasons why i should give a damn about nebraska over a killer rack?

“I just need to learn how to seem more normal and they’ll leave me alone,” she thought, lacking any ability to understand why the boys they said were her peers seemed to hate her from the moment they met her

Patriarchal society teaches boys to hate girls and believe it or not being a girl involuntarily sorted into boys spaces can very often mean being seen as an acceptable (and even deserving) target for that prejudice

I KNOW that playing God is morally wrong, but holy HELL, it looks fun.

Why is it playing God? We aren’t violating any natural laws. God set the parameters of the universe to allow these things. There’s nothing wrong with it, there’s no hubris in learning more about how to manipulate the universe around us.

We made a whole-ass fish.

#Holding a red squirrel in my left hand and a blue whale in my right desperately hoping to make a purple squale (via @dykepuffs)

that's sick as fuck

No it's perfectly healthy that's the problem

Welp, there goes the missing-uterus dysphoria again. Thanks Wikihow very cool.

thinking about how my history teacher was talking about the french revolution one time and he wrote "bourgeoisie" on the board and said raise your hand if you think you can pronounce this and i raised my hand and he looked at the hammer and sickle pin on my backpack and said "ill come back to you"

You. Nsfw artist. Why do all of the women you draw have an hourglass bodyshape?

So yeah so, like, ultimately everyone who creates has the right and freedom to create whatever they want, whenever they want. It's fine. But, like, it's 2026. Why do all of the women you draw look like they could be Marvel actors?

Do you not want to at least broaden your horizons? Or, and I mean this with only a moderate amount of pre-emptive hostility, do you find it hard to look at fat women?

This isn't even. We're not even discussing the concept of BIG women. Why are all of the women you draw a size 4? Why are all the women with big boobs and big butts and---- six packs????? Why are they all thin! Why are all the thin women you draw busty? I'm not saying these women don't exist but they're also a fraction of the people you'll find in a crowd. Where is the rest of the crowd?!

You don't even really have to find women over 100 pounds attractive. You can find whoever you want attractive. But don't you want to do something a little different? Like. Draw a belly. A real belly. AND THE LOVE HANDLES, COME ON NOW.

I dunno it just kinda sucks. And I'm not even advocating for my body yet. My 240 pound, broad shouldered, small-tits big stomach double chin trans woman body. I'm just advocating for someone other than the Sports Illustrated models.

And let me establish: if you're "conventionally attractive" you're not my enemy. Congratulations are in order, even! Because either you won the genetic lottery, or you work out to some extent. Or maybe you starve yourself. Maybe you feel so pressured to feel like you're desirable that you skip meals or count calories. Maybe the constant pressures for you to be thin got to you. Maybe the constant pressures for you to fit the standards of the patriarchy made you throw up in the toilet. I dunno.

I just wish there wasn't a voice in my head telling me I won't be beautiful until I have d-cups and no love handles. And I wish I didn't hear it every time I turned on the TV, or booted up a video game, or went to bluesky to jack off.

Anyway. Down with the white supremacist cisheteropatriarchy. I'm a transgender woman and I'm fat and I've got scars on my ass and I'm a fucking work of art. In spite of NOTHING. All of these things make me gorgeous.

I thought I was finished but I'd be an idiot of I didn't also say: IT'S WEIRD IF THE WOMEN YOU DRAW ARE ALL WHITE.

2026 was 8 years ago. christ

Wait. Fuck. Wrong year. Don't

OP is a time traveler for sure

you're laughing. charles dickens had a son named plorn and you're laughing

Plorn

NICK I LOOKED IT UP AND SAW NOTHING OF THE SORT IS THIS A PRANK

technically his name was edward but everyone called him plorn

I have something worse

oh???

imagine getting stuck with the nickname Plorn

WHY WERE THEY SO CRUEL TO MY BOY PLORN

Born without a groove 😔

reblog if its okay for people to send you $5,000 dollars with no strings attached

btw if anyone gets $5,000 because of this post, you're welcome.

In fifth grade a boy tried to impress me by swallowing a whole tadpole live and I punched him so hard that he puked and the tadpole was fine.

This is funnier than anything I have ever said.

This post is to Easter what a Geiger counter is to radiation.

I see it’s *looks at smudged writing on hand* Lent again.

I talk to basically everything as if it's a person. I greet passing crows as my "cousins." I respond conversationally to my cats. I yell "same to you!" when inanimate objects make loud noises. I say good morning to plants. I thank my phone when an alarm goes off. When objects don't act the way I want them to I explain what I need them to do, or tell them they're being rude. I tell my car when we're stopping for gas.

I reassure credit card readers who are struggling that I know they are doing their best. Bless you, you funky lil machine, I'm sorry my dad is part of the reason people hate you. :(

If an object looks like it's about to roll away or fall over I'll put it in its place and then raise my index finger and one eyebrow at it like it's a naughty child or a cat about to push a glass of water over, like "Ah ah ah! Stay where you are!" I did this to my groceries last week and the checkout lady saw me and said "That was adorable."

did i tell you guys i failed at being sexually harassed at work today?