"Can You Build Me Hands?" The Robot Said.

when i say my gender changes to the tune of the bit i mean a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do and if he can’t then god forbid women do anything

you! guy who likes fictional lesbians to the point of feeling a strange sense of pain! you can be a lesbian. but there are some steps you have to complete first

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

isafrin measurements comic based off this post of mine; bc someone asked, and I am a lady of my word (sometimes) <3

Give her the Gep Gun

molly floating in the void w/ clouds

That's just how it is in this part of the country. Away from everything, you would doubt there would be enough business for a shop like this to stay afloat. But that's what everyone gets wrong about the countryside. It's not just the people that you'll have to cater to. You are still preparing pastries for the shelves and cases as night falls. To most, this would seem a strange time to be restocking the shelves. Normally, you would want to ensure the bread and frosting wouldn't stale overnight. You don't think that'll be a problem, though. You know your customers. Oh boy, do you ever know your customers. The grandfather clock in the corner sandwiched between racks of sourdough and ciabatta begins to sound, a dull, mellow tone indicating the end of the previous day. However, for you, it means the beginning of your second shift. As the last tone sounds, a bell's chime suddenly replaces it as someone flies inside. Fly is the right word there, both due to how they appeared to treat the final dong as the pistol of a race, but also because they were literally wheeling through the air, a small pair of wings similar to a dragonfly keeping them alight. They were always the first to come in. You could never pronounce their name, so you always called the small being "Seth", which sounded a little like their name, and they appreciated the nickname. You couldn't call your customers "you" or call them by their species! That would be rude! At least, you thought so. You never really asked. You should ask sometime. But not now. Right now, you have a customer.

You run a Bakery, just a normal bakery, the only problem is that your customers at midnight to 6AM are mythical creatures who pay with gemstones and ancient gold and silver coins