Poultrygeist

@mainmandarin.leftfield.city

Toon & Freelance Antagonist. Writer of Plotsburg Press. The coolest & best at everything. Likes slapstick, birds, and yelling. 🧡🦊 @aurapuffs.bsky.social (He/Him) 💪🏻🦆 https://linktr.ee/mainmandarin

Wildwood was excellent!! A really fun take on YA fantasy, fantastic voice acting, and super useful confirmation that magic is real and that Laika is full of wizards because what do you MEAN that was STOP MOTION

Yes I SHOULD try to lose weight to be more comfortable in this body. But like, I’m not gonna be comfortable in ANY body that doesn’t have fur and a huge red nose and white gloves for hands and a smooth featureless crotch and a tail big enough to smuggle fine art inside. So yes, make it a large soda

I have an incredibly important meeting in eight hours that’s going to shape the next three months of my professional career but here I am, lying awake, thinking about all the Pokemon I want to kiss

🧠: hey have you ever properly reconciled how Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends giving the manifestations of childhood creativity their own agency and a continuing desire to be desired had a profound effect on you 🦆: … 🧠: oh are you too busy designing sidewalks for the city in your brain 🦆: SHUT UP

I’ve been at King Richard’s Faire for about 30 minutes. The stats are as follows: -Fursuit count: 2 -Ralsei count: 3 -Llamas I got to pet: 1 -Swords I’ve wanted to buy: 8 It’s really cool but dangerous. If anything happened to this crowd, Dropout would go out of business immediately

I want to go home & write a long scene centering on three of my characters on one’s ever heard of but I have to sit here and Spreadsheets. I want to describe the overzealous AC leaving pale vapor on a mahogany desk as if it had been licked by a ghost, but I have to SPREADSHEETS. There is no justice

After trying Deadlock for the first time tonight, I believe I've come up with an optimal build that will help me in every match: 1. Close the game 2. Uninstall the game 3. Type "Vyper All Conversations" into YouTube

You barely see the flash of steel before I’m behind you, sheathing my katana. Is that a shiver running through your spine, or the nighttime breeze…? The habaki clicks into place. You gasp your last. All of my clothes explode into confetti. I’m naked now. You’re fine. Wait. Shit. Do over

Someone at work asked if I use AI models to write my emails. No, dude. Lazy people use AI to talk like /me/. I’m gay and have a degree in literature. I write stuff like “every day I am burdened with the mortifying weight of flesh” and it’s about having to run an errand when my tummy hurts a little