First of all, it’s not nice to take pictures without sourcing them to the photographer. Which is doubly important because if you had you would have found the rest of Paul Wiggin’s photos of this sumatran tiger cub from the Chester Zoo and and used this one instead, which is objectively 10x better in every way
So many Discworld fans say things like “I relate most to Vimes” to “I see myself in Granny Weatherwax” but stop lying, every other Discworld fan I’ve met is clearly channelling Constable Visit the Infidel With Explanatory Pamphlets in their enthusiasm to whip out reading order charts and explain to strangers why they should convert to Omnianism read Discworld.
I like to call my chickens “beasties” or “fat little monster trucks” and other such affectionate terms, but dad seems to take offence whenever I do and always gently refers to them as “the girls,” “the ladies” and sometimes “the dames” when he’s putting them away, like he’s a butler shepherding a group of well-bred country lasses into the parlour for tea
this post evokes such a pleasing mental image that my depression was completely cured for 5 and a half minutes
you aren’t “cringey” if you want to draw anime ocs while listening to we the kings and talking about your favorite ships to your pals wearing your soul eater shirt then do it. its your happiness. life is too damn short to be worrying about how people will find you to be “cringe”
also!! don’t get sad if grown-ass adults make fun of you for being “cringey”. wanna know what’s actual “cringe”? grown fucking adults making fun of children, teenagers or other adults for doing what they love without actually hurting anyone.
Penhales 