And Have No Thorns To Distance Me

I'm 38. I write. I laugh very loudly. I’m ticklish. I have a terrible sense of humor. She/her. Queer.

[amberlyinviolet]

I’m too old to take fandom seriously please just let me ready my happy queers in peace

[dispassionedgrace]

maybe i’m crazy but i’m not actually convinced you care about human dignity and inalienable rights if your outlook on the world is primarily about who should die and suffer

[ohandreagibson]

“Pansies I was holding my heart in the palms of my nervous hand My heart had 200 broken windows, glass covering the floor and amazing light in almost every room My heart was beating like a pillow fight. Feathers were flying everywhere I couldn’t stop crying for all those birds I could not stop crying I planted my heart in the raised bed in your bedroom Pansies bloomed all night You called me “pretty” and I didn’t flinch, I knew I could still be your boyfriend And tell you my grandmother sowed my prom dress, stitch by stitch, with her own hands The finest suit couldn’t have made me more proud Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face You don’t ask God how long this will last I don’t care about any of the words on the map besides You are here You are here listening to me tell you I’ve been stung by a bee only twice in my life Both times I was sung in the mouth I still carry the stingers under my tongue So I never forget where honey comes from Sweet Sweet Siren I imagine you ruining oklahoma farm boys in the beds of their daddies trucks I want to take you to church and show you what I can do to your confession booth on a saturday night And you already know how many love poems I have written to women who are not you and you already know that every word was true There is still a tandem bicycle in my garage I know I will never have the heart to ride or sell So I know you know I am not wondering why you kept your married name I am here watching you do your laundry And I want to match your socks just so you can put them on and I can take them off Take everything off Yes, I have a history of fainting No, I wasn’t lying when I told you I am going to be more difficult than anyone you’ve ever dated It has been years since my life was a picnic where I wasn’t freaking out about the possible gluten allergies of the pigeons being fed bread in the park But you will always feel safe knowing I will never make a piñata of your heart You will never have to lose yourself to win me over Tell me you’re a liar I will say I already know you are a mastered yogi when it comes to stretching the truth But ill be willing to bet that we both have a history of downward dog and sometimes you’ve got to bend to keep seeing god isn’t always as clean as a whistle but that train is something I can worship if only because it keeps showing up I am at your station saying If i were a painter I would paint every billboard in this city bright white Buy a projector and take you to a new drive in movie every single night If I were an oven mitt I would say never touch anything hot without me Obviously I am going to do stupid things I once sold my saxophone to help pay for college I once smashed a violin to bits on our second date When I said “So your vagina it’s really rad that babies have come out of it” What I meant to say was “Holy shit. You’ve given birth. I can’t imagine anything sexier than a woman checking her children’s homework.” For the record, You are getting straight A’s in chemistry class For the record, I am flunking math It has been too few days to add up to me saying Yes, I am going to permanently fuck up your lip stick Yes, I am going to throw tantrums through your tidy heart Yes, I am going to fall apart at your mother’s dinner table over green beans and lentils and somebody’s sensible doubt Yes, I am gonna run you a bath That is to say I am gonna run into the rain over and over, with an empty glass, ‘till you are soaking in the certainty that nothing falls in vain Wherever we land, there will always be this day where I turn off the song of my sadness, and your shame, where I stop asking what all the crying has been about All I know is my name could rust entirely away in your perfect mouth”

— Andrea Gibson “Pansies”

[ohandreagibson]

“Sometimes the break in your heart is like the hole in the flute. Sometimes it’s the place where the music comes through.”

— Andrea Gibson “Gospel Salt” (via ohandreagibson)

[fleetwood-mac-andcheese]

[itsbasil]

you put those tags on this post where they belong

[soulakuarian]

[theworsethingsgettheharderifight]

[madame-helen]

[jumbo-the-mumbo]

[systlin]

Getting down on my knees and thanking the humans who invented dishwashers and washing machines.

[amberlyinviolet]

Rereading my own fic bc I am my target audience

[keikomivra]

JURASSIC PARK (1993) Dir. Steven Spielberg

[productofaritual]

Love character relationships that can only be described as "whatever the fuck these two have going on"

[moetxt]

i tried making a contrapuntal poem for hollanov, which can be read 3 ways: shane’s side alone, ilya’s side alone, or both sides together. inspired by the long game.

[misspiggyilya]

I am absolutely fucking screaming

[mollybeenoel]

Rest in Peace, Sam Neill (1947-2026) 🕊️

[rybacanu]

PROJECT HAIL MARY (2026) Directed by Phil Lord and Christopher Miller

[seracadash]

(goverment voice) we need to protect the children from pornography so our plan is to remove their eyes so they would never see something so traumatic. if you are against removing children's eyes you are basically a pedophile

[nohoperadio]

just saw a pigeon doing the puffed up courtship dance thing to another pigeon, and as he was strutting around he suddenly stopped for a split second to do a very brief preen-peck at his own side, then returned to the strutting around. and i surprised myself by instantly losing respect for the male pigeon in that moment, like come on man i appreciate you had an itch or whatever but how is she supposed to feel special when you're getting distracted by bullshit like that? which on reflection i don't endorse, i mean those are pretty harsh dating norms i'm imposing on these pigeons, from a total outsider perspective, for no reason. probably not all girl pigeons are as uptight about that sort of thing as i would apparently be if i was a girl pigeon, maybe she even found it endearing who knows, i don't know her. it's none of my business really. sorry pigeons.

[hellpotter]

it’s not weird to find fanfiction from 2021, or 2017, or 2014 that you’ve never read and actually taking your time to read it.

it’s not weird to love it and comment and leave kudos because the author will probably still see it someday and it will make them happy.

it’s not weird to like said author’s work so much that you want to go look for other fics from them.

it’s not weird to go through the authors profile and look for other fics from the ships you like (or maybe some that you’ll give a chance because you liked the author) and maybe bookmark them for later.

it’s not weird to read these other fics and like them too and comment on them because you actually like them and you want to let the author know.

it’s not weird to read fanfiction from 5, or 8, or 10 years ago and actually enjoy and engage with it because it’s perfectly normal to relate to something that’s less than a decade old!

let’s stop treating fanfiction like they’re instagram posts that stop being interesting in 24 hours! fanfiction is NOT social media, fanfiction is art!!! and art doesn’t get old in one day, one year, or even a decade!

read fanfiction! write fanfiction! comment on fanfiction! let’s not let fanculture die people!!!!!

[bundibird]

Not only is it not weird, it is ACTIVELY ENCOURAGED. Authors LOVE IT when people do this!!! Its not "weird" and its not "neutral" -- its a fucking DELIGHT. Feel very absolutely free to read though an author's entire back catalogue, leaving kudos and/or comments along the way; we absolutely freaking love when someone does this. There is nothing more joyful than getting a comment notification for an old fic. It will make our day, I promise.

[taraljc]

There needs to be a special word for the warm, gratifying feeling that you get when you watch someone kudos everything you've ever written in a specific fandom in backwards order over 3 days. and that word needs a modifier to express the inexpressible joy when they start leaving comments on every story no matter how old it is.