The era I used tumblr most does remind me of one exerpt from my book; "Even in paradise, I look out the window."
I've been thinking about it a lot lately.

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@crowpocrypha
The era I used tumblr most does remind me of one exerpt from my book; "Even in paradise, I look out the window."
I've been thinking about it a lot lately.
I've never wanted to start a cult but I'm getting the terrible notion that I could.
'minion' -too closely associated with those yellow things
'goon' -linguistic drift gave her a new meaning. i hope her new life is good for her. i miss her.
'henchman' -too gendered. can be shortened to 'hench' in a pinch, but lacks punch.
'servant' -too domestic to apply to all those who serve evil.
'underling, subordinate' -this one only works if they get off on being beneath you and/or you don't properly pay your workers.
'associate' -this one's good for grizzled mercenaries or lone agents but doesn't work good for broad swathes of an organization.
'slave' -same as underling but more intense. really fun for some of the group. unsavory for others in a way that limits the scope of the thing.
'thrall' -only really applies if you're brainwashing them and that's not something i've learned how to do en masse yet
'flunky, toady, stooge, lackey' -these are just insulting, and that isn't conducive to a healthy work environment. imagine going to work and your job title is 'stooge'.
'acolyte' -works for those that worship you, but again. lacks the scope.
'supporter, follower' -unspecific and vague
'assistant, helper, aide' -not sinister at all. just means you're doing things for me. swagless in this manner. could be good if used to describe someone who's so clearly more that as a way to emphasize their obedience via understatement, but that's only useful for a few members of the organization. and even then, 'associate' works better.
'cohort' -untested in the field. suggests an equal footing in the affair, ideal for post-structuralist evil organizations with a bottom-up power structure that's held in the hands of the evil workers themselves. perhaps we'll explore it together?
may I suggest: 'grunt' – time-tested by crime bosses with a variety of goals and organizational mandates. implies a subservient position with none of the innate baggage of lackey et al.
GRUNT IS PRETTY GOOD
I've always been fond of "My children" or "My Instruments"
I literally can't even eat peas dude. Why do they have like a thin fleshy bit that pops open into the worst tasting fucking mush?
Fuckin hate peas.
I really like green beans tho, those rock
I literally can't even eat peas dude. Why do they have like a thin fleshy bit that pops open into the worst tasting fucking mush?
Fuckin hate peas.
I made this in reference to comic/game stuff but I’m glad to see this one’s going over well with all the writers
Reblog to give your followers and mutuals the strength to continue
Real shit
My GD didnt think i had autism for the 16 years I had her as a doctor
My psychiatrist clocked it in like two weeks
Incredible
I just joined a subreddit for autistic women, and honestly, feeling seen
Actually, I'm having that incredibly satisfying feeling where its just a bunch of people in a room describing very specific discomforts and everyone is reacting like "I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ME!"
I gotta play a new Lego game to keep my name as the riddler's favorite masochist?
There will always be a riddler trophy—
There will always be a riddler trophy.
English added by me :)
@theshitpostcalligrapher
this is me and by god it will be my dad once I eventually get him a retired-old-man pet
my parents are empty nester retirees and my dad's a traditional brush calligrapher, and they don't have any work disturbance pets like I do.... YET
I can see his eyes again.
I feel almost whole.
Such wonderful gems,
hiding in a mess of obsidian bangs
They stare with such anger that roars so silently.
My love, no whispers,
Just stare into my eyes.
I am bold enough to meet yours again.
They're my favorite color.
They glow like moonlight,
I love the way my eyes cannot stray from them,
just as my eyes cannot stray from a full moon.
“We didn’t have all this autism when I was a kid”
Yea, you had changelings and demonic possession and “brats” and “back talk”, and kids that were “not all there”, your aunt who’s “crazy”, and your second cousin no one ever talks about cuz he’s “special”, and if you’re fucking lucky, your elder uncle who lives a nice quiet life with his 70 lego sets and writes grocery stores about changing the light bulbs cuz they’re too harsh.
not to put this user on blast, but ohmygod this may be the funniest thing i’ve ever seen 😭😭
mean as fuck why is he doing that
I can't stand it.
someone has to do something
something incredibly American about an Allied trooper yelling brand names at Soviets until they recognize him as an ally.
Ngl, I feel worse being brushed off than being told no I think
conditional
It chitters, this madness in the back of my skull.
Looming silently like a raven on a bust of pallus.
Anger and isolation made incarnate—
From years of desolation and involuntary solitude.
Silence is no ally, and my lobes are a cruel duet.
For what is inspiration without its fickle nature,
what is creation without isolation?
What do i wait for, if love is only conditional?
Whose hand does a child hold of none is offered—
Save the madness in the back of their mind.
The voice that chitters and caws.
The crows in the gnarled branches just beyond the window,
the crows that perch against the moonlight.
Mornings and moonlight are my favorite things.
When the world slept and was afraid of nothing: I was safest.
I hope that someday I can feel loved in a way that matters