southern school girl miku or something like that
the chokehold halftone designs have on me is insane
"Redraw" of this drawing I did in February when we didn't have HD pics of them yet (I love it still, just wanted to draw it in a different style)
my first time animating smth this long probably :3
Happy Nerdy Prudes Must Die day, go Nighthawks!!
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Close up under cut
It's that time of year when grass starts to get scarce in the pasture and the animals start to queue up in front of the gate in the evening like "Can we have hay please?" and I'm like "No, but you can have thistles, brambles, and all those delicious weeds that you've been snubbing all summer like you were too good for them. Now that grass is gone it's time to be useful again and to remember how delicious stinging nettle can be!"
They're a bit reluctant at first but as soon as Pirlouit starts to eat what I'm offering, PampΓ©rigouste & Pampoldine demand to know what it is that the donkey is eating and if they can have some too. Look at them chewing with their mouths wide open!
My grandpa used to chide me when I did that as a kid by saying "close your mouth, I can see the colour of your socks."
Half of my photos are very blurry because they were vigorously pulling on the plants, picking their favourites.
I ended up giving Pirlouit his own little pile of weeds so he wouldn't be in competition with the llamas (who might then spit on him) (and I'd get hit with some stray spit. No thanks)
But since Pirlouit can never be allowed to go unbothered for more than five minutes, Pandolf decided now would be a great time for a game of Pretend To Steal The Donkey's Food Then Run Like Hell. He personally finds it very funny.
It's quite tragic though when you consider that while the llamas don't particularly like thistles, Pirlouit loves them!
I took pity on him and went to deliver some thistles at the bottom of the slope, after telling Pandolf to sit and wait for me at the top (this black dot you see uphill is Pandolf, who is whining a little to let me know how hard it is to sit and be a good boy when there are so many animals to bother. For some mysterious atavistic reason, he considers it his mission in life to make herbivores run.)
After Pirlouit got his thistles, I washed my hands of the matter and went to watch the show with Morille.
Chappell Roan not playing about her boundaries and personal safety and putting her foot down and yelling "shut the fuck up" at rude paparazzi during the VMAs red carpet is healing something in me truly. That is a lesbian woman refusing to act all grateful and bashful at being allowed space, she is owning the space for which she has worked over a decade and assertively setting her boundaries and giving zero fucks about whose ego she bruises on the way because only people who take advantage of you take offense when you set boundaries and I am enjoying every second of it