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A witch is a magic user with more focus on medicine and the body and a wizard is a magic user with more focus on like physics and academia. I don’t know what dingus made up one day that they’re just the 2 magic genders, that sounds stupid
witches = magic doctors, wizards = magic researchers, artificers = magic engineers, alchemists = magic chemists, sorcerers = magic youtubers
What about warlocks?
[deep, deep, deep sigh]
magic sugar babies
Do not for the love of god group me in with these children that think this phrase is okay. As a millennial I personally think the phrase is immature and shows that younger people today don’t like being told they are wrong or when a person older than them doesn’t listen to them. Go fight in the war or live through the depression than come back and cry to me about how older people don’t listen to you. Maybe it’s for this reason.
ok boomer
Ok boomer
Ok boomer
Ok boomer
Ok boomer
ok boomer
ok boomer
Okay boomer
Boomer is not an age group it’s a state of mind
Go fight in a war?
Okay.
These kids go to school and have to deal with the very plausible possibility that they won’t come home, because some asshole might decide he wants his fifteen minutes of fame and chose to get it with a gun. They have to practice active shooter drills. They have to watch the news and see the faces of other kids who died just because they went to school. And many of them have already developed anxiety, depression, and PTSD because of it.
Live through a depression?
Okay.
The housing crisis and economic crash of 2008 has all but destroyed the middle class. These kids are looking at bleak-ass futures where the price of an education might destroy them, and where the education itself doesn’t give them any kind of guarantee of a decent job with a livable wage because billionaire-owned megacorporations would rather see their workers starve than face the thought of losing a few points in the “who has more money” race.
These kids live with the very real fact that our planet is on fucking fire and no one with enough power to do anything about it seems willing to bother.
They live with the fact that we’re having a resurgence of Nazi and Fascist ideals in what is supposed to be the ‘land of the free.’ They live with the fact that we are putting refugees–many of them children like they are–in cages and letting them die of things like the flu. They’re watching grown-ass adults bring back plagues rather than risk their children developing autism because some asshole faked a study and said vaccines and autism were linked. They’re watching women’s bodily autonomy and gay and trans rights being stripped away one law at a time. They’re watching black and brown people get gunned down by policemen with little to no accountability, and watching their grandparents die because they can’t afford their next insulin shot.
These kids are literally living with the prospect of a planet that might be uninhabitable in another generation or two, an economy that might well collapse, a wage minimum that promises they’ll need 2-3 jobs just to make ends meet, an education system that is making college an elite and impossible goal, and a bunch of back-water bigoted policy making its way to the supreme court and getting upheld.
These kids are perfectly capable of seeing and understanding the fact that things are falling down around them but are powerless to do anything about it, and you’re going to freak out about them expressing their frustration at older generations with an innocuous and harmless phrase? And you’re seriously going to sit there and pretend it’s just that these kids don’t like to be told they’re wrong?
Yeah, I’m with the kiddos on this one:
Ok, boomer.
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Lemme offer a different way to what was just said: the phrase is immature. Period stop. We face different kinds of war, different kinds of depression. Every generation has its goods and bads. And please remember, a lot of this can stem from the fact that the boomer generation is the okder generation. Stuck in its way of thinking and acting. Most boomers actually do not (and in some cases CAN NOT) understand the thought processes of other generations. So, with that in mind, the phrase is immature.
And before people lump me in anywhere, I was born in those few years that overlap between generations, and that fucking sucks. It just does.
So, as I’m trying to get some sleep, my mind always comes up with the weirdest of questions. Or theories. Or just random scary thoughts. And sometimes, it’s like, why do I have my most invoccative thoughts at three in the goddamn morning? Why? I already know I’m insignificant in the grand scheme of the universe, so why fo you feel the beed to remind me? Maybe I’ll find some reprieve soon. I hope. Good night world.
Darkness, an Abusive Friend
Light and Dark, Dark and Light Opposites, yet they need each other If they are to survive.
Light shines in everyone, The purest of which Can be found in children.
Darkness fills the void Traveling by shadows and doubt And fear.
It seeks to snuff the purest But takes hold best Where it has rooted before.
Grief, and Pain, and Fear, Joy, and Hope, and Wholeness All coexist, the Light and the Dark.
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Sorry, I’ve been a little caught up in the pain and joy of the holidays - I’ve lost many people, gained many, and am losing a few more. It’s been an emotional rollercoaster ride.
I hope everyone enjoyed their respective holidays: as for me, I hope everyone had a very Blessed Yule. Enjoy the New Year.
Wow
Well, it’s been a year (plus some) since I started this blog, and not much has been done. Oops, I totally meant to post more. A lot has happened, and I still ramble (nothing new there, honestly).
I hope to have more for y’all soon enough.
Small and Big, Big and Small
As I take my evening walk, I stood at a stoplight, letting those larger than me go so that I didn’t get hurt. Well, one person was turning left, and another person was turning right. They were both turning the same direction onto the same road, but they forgot the rules of the road: turn into the lane closest to you. As they both honked angrily, I came to a realization, one I had made before, but it always catches me off guard.
We are small. We are tiny. We are miniscule. We are nothing in the grand scheme of things. We do not mean anything to the universe. We are ants.
But just like ants, we are many and have the ability to be mighty. We can carry heavy burdens. We are nothing, and we are everything. We can change the course of the world, but it feels like we can’t because we are tiny.
Maybe it is because we cannot see the change that we feel insignificant. The changes are small, and take ages to show, but they are there.
We are miniscule. But we are not insignificant. We just can’t see what we do.
What am I?
Who am I? What am I? How do I identify? A question that is so simple, yet so difficult.
Some say Witch, some say Wench. Some say Crazy, some say Bitch, (Be careful, a Wench has fun, but a Bitch has confidence).
I say None, I say All. It does depend on the day, And really what I’m feeling.
But all in all, And most would feel the same, All I really am is Lost.
I am a Lost Soul, Trying to make it right, Stuck in day to day life.
So here I ramble, Trying to find my place In this cruel, dark world.
~Dragon