Drako

@drakonis.bsky.social

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35+ heavy metal scientist, sometimes literally. fountain pen liker + hobby writer. read my pinned thread. replies/quotes restricted bc ppl were weird in my mentions too many times. art of my striped hyena sona by @transmanticore.bsky.social

My fursona: a striped hyena with a spiky mohawk, her fur in shades of grey.
my small terrier mix dog tucked into the armchair beside me and looking up at me. I am petting her while I read.
large black truck with significant mud splatters. there are... sigh... decals in the rear windshield, in red and white. noneLikemine, ride or die, Why So Serious? and in a cursive script, Familia
notebook cover with a purple skull, blue moth, a bunch of stars and hearts, and the persona 4 (golden?) colour bars at the bottom.
a fountain pen in bohemian twilight material by Jonathan brroks, which is a mix of pearlescent teal copper and purple-black swirls
many mugs performing many duties on a desk . one is full of black tea. one is full of pens. one just has water. one has paint water. the offending paints and paintbrush sit just in front
stock image of an older fellow giving a lawnmower the business
my small white terrier mix dog panting. this is not a picture from the event in the skeet. for one, she is much cleaner.
several labels indicating that this person posts and replies and changes their profile WAY too often
nahvalur year of the snake (green and gold with a shake shaped clip) fountain pen in the crease between two notebook pages full of green handwriting
the popular Persian room guardian meme, a white cat like creature with its humanlike arms spread wide in a bemused shrug
pingu the penguin angrily crossing his arms
a PlayStation Vita with a persona 4 golden faceplate
MANY notebooks on a shelf, most with the spines labelled by project name and/or date
There is within me an unslaked hunger for preposterous adventure movies. I resist the bad ones, but when a “Congo” or an “Anaconda” comes along, my heart leaps up and I cave in. “The Mummy” is a movie like that. There is hardly a thing I can say in its favor, except that I was cheered by nearly every minute of it. I cannot argue for the script, the direction, the acting or even the mummy, but I can say that I was not bored and sometimes I was unreasonably pleased. There is a little immaturity stuck away in the crannies of even the most judicious of us, and we should treasure it.
my FFXIV character in heavy, spiky armor with a skull themed helmet, incongruously riding the outrunner, a round cute floating robot mount given as reward for reaching maximum level with all classes
the massive pile of river rock as it was last spring
a sidewalk with an extremely salted patch of former ice
store page of the esterbrook x fwp rockstar fountain pen set. it is 550 Canadian dollars for a steel nibbed nothing special pen and some other chaff
currently I am reading the first translated volume of Grandmaster of demonic cultivation by mo Xiang tong xiu and also Cormac McCarthy's the road, which probably cover the two most opposite ends of fiction possible
FFXIV character who looks like a cowboy adjacent white haired gentleman unfortunately named Nipple Snackbar
my ffxiv character dressed as a very confused fisherwoman. she is actually an altogether different type of caster.
my FFXIV, almost perfectly in monochrome black and grey, wearing a tank top where the arm tattoo is the same light grey as her tiger stripe face paint
my ffxiv character with a bewildered expression
fuck every other price of content in FFXIV since I last played. all that matters is fishing.
cat pulling a truly massive ugly face seemingly of disgust
a page of dark red writing, on top of which is a carnelian platinum 3776 fountain pen (sparkly bright red with silver coloured trim)
a small white terrier mix dog on my blanket-covered lap
a rather large (in terms of page count) book on an angled stand meant to be propped up on the lap
an empty bottle of sailor jentle souten fountain pen ink. this round, squat 50mL bottle and the associated "jentle" line of inks has been discontinued for several years.
an iroful notebook decorated in gold and purple washi tape. a white fountain pen with silver accents and a crystal filled finial sits on top (platinum shape of heart ivoire)
eBay entry for a "misshapen dorito, looks like a tree and a squid it's sweet chili heat." it's does kind of look like that, I guess. it is fifty Canadian dollars plus ten dollars shipping.
a pale yellow fountain pen that is supposed to look like it has rabbit ears. it instead mostly succeeds at looking extremely phallic.
a short video of me walking through a couple inches of fresh snow. it crunches and squeaks very loudly from the intense cold.
picture of an anguished werewolf captioned "we are sold out of the gay hockey books" my response: come to (redacted) indigo you would not BELIEVEEEEEE how many were set up at the end caps of every aisle, at every cash register, right as you walk into the store.......... at every step you could pick up a copy of heated rivalry and casually read about a hockey player getting sucked off crazy style this is the biggest a Canadian author has been since margaret Atwood and a thousand times less depressing you truly can just go into any bookstore around here and pick up some gay porn right there in front of god and everyone and no one cares. the think of the children crowd must be shitting themselves dry It Is Your Patriotic Duty As A Supporter Of The Canadian Arts To Buy The Gay Hockey Books
a grey denim vest with many rock and metal band patches. a couple are still pinned, not yet sewn
I SNAPPED MY FUCKING NEEDLE SEWING A BLOODYWOOD PATCH ONTO MY FUCKING VEST!!!
Drako: okay i completed my category five 48hr long nuclear menty b
id encourage everyone to take up journaling in any form. "drako that's kind of out of pocket" stay with me here. sometimes you will be seized with the temptation to make a questionable post. maybe it's a kind of dumb rant. maybe it's an emotional vent. maybe it's a hot take or an opinion that isn't gonna be popular. maybe you're going hater mode--or even fan mode but in a kinda off-putting way. maybe it's just a bad post regular style. you will want to write the post. you will want to post the post. and you might regret it. put it in a journal. a private journal. your eyes only. it can be a physical pen and paper journal, or the notes app on your phone, or a document on your computer. date each entry and give them little titles of some kind if you want. write about your day if you want. but most importantly. put your questionable post in your journal first. do not write it in the text box of your social media app of choice. or record yourself I guess, I can't relate to that one because I don't put my face online and only rarely my voice. regardless. put your questionable post in your journal first. you will get the questionable post out of your system. sometimes that's all you need to do. it never needed an audience, it was ultimately all for you. but maybe you kind of liked the questionable post. you had something to say. well, now you have a rough draft of the questionable post. you can come back to it later, or sleep on it. you can decide if you want to share the questionable post a step removed. and maybe remove a few typos along the way. or decide hm, maybe the questionable post is more a friends-only situation rather than public social media. and you can dump it on the group chat instead. I just think this would save many people a lot of stress and misery, that's all. anyway this post brought to you by me writing a post about [popular media] today......... in my journal first
had a semester over the summer in college once (unusually structured program due to some semesters being work based) and I was eating lunch on the hill overlooking the experimental gardens. one of my favourite places to sit on a nice day also after I finished eating id head down and water my Experimental Beans. anyway thats not the point of this post. the point is that the dorms on campus were empty over the summer and rented out as like hotel accommodations, and i could see the largest building from the hill. and one day I watched about two dozen nuns leave the dorms and walk in a perfect line over to the automotive tech building
hier. des jeunes. ils préfèrent aller a la JAPAN🇯🇵 expo. plutot que fêter la fête nationale. notre si grand et beau pays. ils achètent. des yaois. oui vous m'avez bien entendu. des yaois. le 14 juillet la fête nationale de notre grande patrie. ce jour-là ils achètent du yaoi.
I have subconsciously placed my left hand over WASD on the keyboard despite most definitely not gaming at work
sluge
a very very snowy view from the passengers seat
half a set of hot pink vampire teeth on asphalt
the back of a page of paper that SHOULD BE EXTREMELY FOUNTAIN PEN FRIENDLY but is instead experiencing MAD BLEEDTHROUGH
white plastic lawn chair behind an industrial building there is some snow on the ground