I didn't know my prediction that Jax was gonna get Gummigoo'd was going to come true. Can I take that back?

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I got an offer to pet sit potbelly pigs and I raced furiously to accept.

Not draw, but crochet enough and shit starts to cramp.

I infer that there is no possibility of escape, as quoted by the artist, there is beauty to be found in a stagnant life. But my prediction is that Jax will literally just get Gummigoo'd and explode into confetti. Because it's funny.

Happy trans day of visibility. Hope you're having a good one.

Well if you dream it then it's in your head, therefore a perfectly fine headcanon.

Caseoh spouts phrases of a cellar door quality effortlessly every day. "I cry tears of joy if you swing on me, on my mama"

Coming back to say no hate to Goose or the headcanon but she already said it was a headcanon when that one person was spamming it. I'm normally behind trans rep because I'm trans and I support it but it's been all over my dash and it's getting fucking annoying.

Overall I relate the most to Zooble as a trans person myself. Nothing wrong with headcanons, my issues with those sometimes aside, and I can relate to Jax too in some ways. But as trans rep he'd be really bad. And I wish people would focus more on the actual trans rep right there in the show.

There's nothing explicitly pointing to gender identity issues with him. It'd just feel way too much like turning being trans into a joke to be laughed at. It would also make Zooble look like a total asshole if it were implied that they knew.

That wasn't my point at all. A lot of the basis for this theory is essentially boiled down to gender stereotypes that are played off as a joke. A lot of guys would be upset by being forced to wear a dress, especially ones who have a macho act. Jax is someone who is deeply afraid of being mocked.

But do we seriously need that bad rep? The "evidence" specific to supposed struggles with his gender identity can be boiled down to sexist transphobic stereotypes. Add onto that the amount he's humiliated and sexualized, I can't picture them taking his character in that direction. It'd be tone-deaf.

Sorry it's just he'd be terrible rep in canon. Don't know why people want him to be when there's canon rep right there in the show that gets overlooked for the fave purple bun. I like Jax but yeah. 😒

I am annoyed at people who insist that Jax is transfem when they literally make "I can fix HIM" tshirts and merch calling him a freak/man/etc like really people? Glitch wouldn't make that offensive misgendering shit knowing they're writing a transfem character. Like the headcanon is fine but wtf. 😭

All I can picture is purple kinetic sand.

You're so real for this.

I liked the jazz number. I loved Olive the other reindeer and it reminded me of that. I guess it unlocked a core memory. Caine channeling his inner mailman.

Thomas is energetic, spontaneous, up for anything, which brings some balance to Penny's kind of paint-by-numbers, order off the menu life. He's not as cruel or as much of an asshole as he pretends to be, and while he's sparing in his loyalty, once its given his devotion runs deep.

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#Smutcember

I think Jax has"people waiting for him outside" in that he is in a lot of trouble if they get out. He has to know something really deep down flashbacks considered. Or they're all in trouble, or something so bad is outside that it's preferable to stay. That whole episode gave me the creeps. #tadc

#tadc I want to watch the Gaither's Pond reference again

You can’t just prepare yourself for doom.

You have to plan for it to work out

You have to have the audacity to look at the future and ask “what if it’s all right? What if we make it work?”

“What then?”

Thank you.

One of the worst things about insomnia is the boredom. Not awake enough to focus on anything, not tired enough to drift away. Just...existing and doing the mental equivalent of trying to pick up grains of rice with toothpicks.

Does it count as Whamageddon if you haven't actually heard the song yet this year but it's stuck in your head anyway?

Closer still I got and knew that you had to be mine. How I long to close the distance and speak to you, through endless pangs of yearning and sorrow. Not yet, but soon, my darling. We will be together, finally.

In the shower, when through the lens gradually, tragically obfuscated by steam, you wash your perfect body of the filth of this world. Each recorded frame I've collected instills in me pleasure, though also immense pain, as my fingers graze the cold screen through my imagination of your soft warmth.

My heart squeezed at the thought that it would be yours even after it stopped, from inside the cage of my chest. Then again as my wheels turned from the lot. Not yet.

I would die to have your hands inside of me, though I could never witness your ethereal shining gloves, as you pull from me red-handed the raw evidence of my passion.

I only got a glimpse of it once, but the sight caused a fire to course unforgettably through my blood, an angel haloed by sterile light. All at once I envied those who have crossed your table.