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shrined-deactivated20211113

*forgets to message back* *forgets to check notifications* *forgets to look through bookmarks* *forgets to check reminders* *forgets to check out [insert content] that i said i would* *forgets to take my phone off do not disturb* *forgets to

I swear to gods I'm back, I just don't get any notifications...

So it's really awkward not seeing important things until like two weeks later

#flower scribing #to the FOURTEEN messages i have #i will get to you momentarily i just need to take a real fast breather

virginiaisforhaters

just once i want a buzzfeed solved. a demon walks up and smacks shane in the face and then they duke it out, two demons fighting for dominance

waltstoned

hi this is your friendly reminder that when tagging for rick riordan’s depictions of gods to put ‘pjo’ or ‘tkc’ in front of the name !!! these gods are still worshipped !!

a general post about anubis and his mythology? #anubis

a post dragging anubis about how he kissed a 13 year old? #tkc anubis

okay ty !!!! i hope this makes sense xoxo

the-ephemeral0101

The amount of potential I have and knowingly waste is fucking ridiculous.

always a pleasure to help 💕💕💕

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TWO THINGS. 1: gender is fake and since everything else is falling apart in the world i think it's a great time to reconsider societal gender norms and expectations, including cisgender binary male and cisgender binary female being the default, and abandoning things like "his/her", "(s)he", anything that intentionally avoids the expression of gender neutrality, even at the cost of convenience. basically, society is changing, gender should be a part of that societal change. (1/2)

2: man trying to choose just one gender and stick with all those "rules" is so fucking exhausting. sometimes u just gotta trans ur gender and say "fuck it". tbh I firmly believe that there's the same number of genders as there is people on earth because theres no fucking way that many people with that many different experiences can fit in any sort of real category like gender. basically: experiment with and/or trans ur gender if ur current situation isnt vibin. it's fun and harmless! (2/2)

1) That is absolutely valid and I 100% agree

2) This actually really helps many parts of the anxiety, so thank you

3) I cannot stop laughing at “trans ur gender if ur current situation isnt vibin”

sunriseseance

Raymond and Klaus talking philosophy, for @hermitreunited

"Hargreeves, you forget that I've argued with your sister. I know you both know it's disingenuous to cite sources that I can't have read because they haven't been published yet." Allison bears Raymond's voice float to the door from the kitchen, and she cannot stop herself from smiling.

"Fair enough, though I do have to tell you that only Allison and I were ever given debate training. The others learned physics. You try to have this talk with Diego and I think you're getting punched." Klaus seems to be sober, or sober enough to annunciate, and to brag. Allison sits herself quietly on the couch and listens.

"Your sibling punching me does compel me, I have to admit, but I'd like to hear about binaries from you, in your own words. I don't care about this Derrida."

Ray is eager to learn things, to get better, to grow. It took him about twelve minutes to be fine with queer siblings-in-law.

"We take Derrida out of it, then. Just talk amongst ourselves. What do you think of when I say 'lion?'"

"I think of a big cat."

"Standing or sitting?"

"Just the face."

"Well, see, words have already fucked us up. Now think about the implications of a lion. Maybe you think about them as a symbol of royalty, and I think about them as the symbol of the laundromat on Maple." Allison hears Klaus wiggle in his seat. She hopes he's not preparing to air on the table.

"Or I think of them as a symbol of justice. Or the savanna. I get it. Definitione are hard."

"And binaries are defined by-"

"Right, I was gonna say, you cannot define something as a binary without using a piece of the other half of the binary."

"which renders binaries, you know, not worthless because they mean something to some people, but pretty messy and muddled and borderline nonexistent!" Klaus is getting loud, now.

"So binaries-- when I say man, you think of yourself as something different than when I think of myself, like the lion."

Allison could not be more proud of her husband.

"I'm not a man" Klaus says.

And Raymond does not falter.

"Even better. I define myself as a man, and in a binary you would be a man, probably, but because binaries are, as you said, borderline nonexistent, you don't have to be one. So you're not. You're how you define yourself. Like a lion."

"Right."

"Fascinating. I have to say the shit you've read makes me think I might have to go back into academia."

"You've got until 68, my friend."

"Which means that you, brother-in-law, have time to read The Wretched of the Earth."

"Are you assigning me homework?" Allison can hear the smile in Klaus's voice.

"Yes, I believe I am. Be lucky I'm not requiring a paper."

Allison's time to bust in, then.

"You gonna steal my husband, Klaus?" She says, seating herself in the chair next to Ray.

"Allison I am not nearly smart enough for that. I've seen the notes you left on his pamphlets," Klaus replies. He's got a cigarette, lit, but the window is open and he's using a cup as an ashtray. Pick your battles.

"Have you now?" she gives Ray a look she hopes he can read the love in.

"I'm not allowed to brag about my brilliant wife?" Ray puts his hand over his heart.

"As long as I'm allowed to brag about my brilliant husband. You read his essays, Klaus?" Klaus perks up, and shakes his head.

"More homework, then. Least it isn't dead white Europeans."

"Shakespeare is a luminary. It does not do anyone any favors to disparage him, or his legacy on the modern world. Macbeth--" Ray takes a deep breath.

Allison interrupts "--and for getting him started on Shakespeare, Klaus, you're making dinner." As if it's a punishment for any of them not to have to eat her cooking, let alone to get to eat Klaus's.

They chat, and argue, and laugh, and drink into the early hours of the morning. Whoops.

Me for the last 20 years: Yeah, I’m a chick, so what?

My brain for the last 3 days: Yeah, but what if... not.

Me: ... yeah that seems about right.

#flower scribing #vent post ish #i just have one question; what the fuck

Anyone else ever read something and you’re just... immediately so tired.

Like one person is clearly in the wrong from every angle except the place that they’re standing, but they’re so fucking stubborn that they don’t care, even if they know that they’re in the wrong?

#this isn't specifically about 45 but it applies #i'm TIRED #flower scribing

gingerhastoomanyobsessions

I can’t breathe

brawltogethernow

Best wishes to these people obviously but I’m WHEEZING at the concept of a standard horror plot starter but the stranded travelers are an entire fully equipped orchestra.

gleefully-macabre

It’s the prequel to every other horror film. Their haunting spirits play the background music.

gleefully-macabre

Oh shoot, that actually would be a really cool concept. The film starts with no thematic music, and as each member of the orchestra is picked off, their instrument joins the soundtrack. Subtly, so you don’t really notice, and the end credits are a full orchestral symphony.

thestraggletag

DUUUUUDE

You ever watch something like... really specific or have a very specific conversation about characters with someone and just... instantly regret character choices that you made?

#flower scribing

Yeah, hi, I haven’t been on social media for a while...

Why the fuck is there Italian Harry Potter on my Dash, what in the fuck did I miss?