Absolute Insanity

This blog is an LGBTQ+, pro-choice, 18+ only, and paganism friendly space. ~ Bisexual, genderfluid, queer.

[tainbocuailnge]

every single instance of this post i can find cached on google leads to a deleted post for some insane reason so im gonna just repost the screenshot because ive been thinking about it for days

[krippe90]

[lilithtransrights]

This is somebody's fetish

[midnight-sloth]

[becausegoodheroesdeservekidneys]

These wonderful people have a single braincell to share but unfortunately none of them are using it

[wheeloffortune-design]

CONTROVERSIAL OPINION ABOUT BISEXUALITY

that purple in the middle is not the right saturation, it doesn't fit with the other two colors and it drives me crazy.

[deus-ex-aquila]

all right, I think I got this, I've got dual citizenship and I have another flag we can borrow from:

step 1

step 2

step 3

[varangianviper]

[wheeloffortune-design]

This is true bi/ace solidarity.

[xthehatchick]

holy shit

[finnslay]

This is the only correct way

[transarsonist]

[Patchnotes]

swapped purple in bisexual and asexual flags for better saturation matching and color theory

[sadclowncentral]

my family is fucking addicted to macgyvering and it's becoming a problem. every time something in this house breaks, instead of doing the sensible thing of replacing it or calling someone qualified to fix it, we all group around the offending object with a manic look in our eyes and everyone gets a try at fixing it while being cheered on or ridiculed by the rest.

it's a beautiful bonding activity, but the "creative" fixes have turned our house into a quasihaunted escape room like contraption where everything works, but only in the wonkiest of ways. you need a huge block of iron to turn on the stove. the oven only works if a specific clock is plugged in. the bread machine has a huge wood block just stapled to it that has become foundational to its function. sometimes when you use the toaster the doorbell rings. and that's just the kitchen.

it's all fun and games until you have guests over and you have to lay out the rules of the house like it's a fucking board game. welcome to the beautiful guest room. don't pull out the couch yourself you need a screwdriver for that, and that metal rod makes the lamp work so don't move it. it also made me a terrifying roommate in college, because it makes me think i can fix anything with enough hubris and a drill. you want to call the landlord about a leaky faucet? as if. one time my dad made me install a new power socket because we ran our of extension cords

[showertimeshmoopsie-deactivated]

[peridescent]

tuck him in Tuesday

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tuck him in Tuesday once again

[peridescent]

another tuck him in Tuesday is here

[onatuegrospatapouf]

Tuck him out 😈

[showertimeshmoopsie-deactivated]

WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM

[coco-snow]

I'M PUTTING HIM BACK

[whitepeopletwitter]

[wizardarchetypes]

I’m visiting my friend right now in her 18th century home she’s restoring where the lights don’t work in one part of the house, creeping to the bathroom like some sort of haunt, feeling for the walls with rising dread, utterly lost in the perfect darkness, like Jonathan Harker in Dracula’s castle, if Jonathan Harker were the sort of person to trip and stand there cringing in the night as his can of trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice bangs all the way down the oaken staircase, one step at a time, the cacophony of a freight train, and then proceed to practically crawl through the remaining dark to the bathroom for a washcloth, to wipe up the trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice before it can soak into the wood floor, with the fevered terror of lady macbeth hallucinating blood on her hands

[wizardarchetypes]

you may ask why I didn’t use my phone flashlight and why I decided to take my can of trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice with me to the bathroom in utter darkness at the precipice of the steepest staircase ever contrived

and to that I say, Jonathan Harker was also kind of stupid

[wizardarchetypes]

you might think the average candelabra being 3-ish pounds (1.4 kg) is light enough but have you ever carried a candelabra in one hand at night in the cold annals of a haunted manor in naught but your summer pajamas? bc I have and it gets heavy really fast.

and if I can’t be trusted with a can of trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-strawberry juice, an open flame is questionable at BEST

[elodieunderglass]

While our wizard comrade is out there fighting for their life, let’s reflect for a bit on the unexpectedly convenient history of both the historical washstand (special table with bowl, water jug and cloth, to provide discreet cleanup services in the absence of indoor plumbing) and the historical chamber pot (piss in the comfort of your own guestroom). Would the washstand have helped the historical counterpart of our wizard friend? Or would the trader joe’s sparkling rhubarb-raspberry juice still have soaked inexorably into the floorboards of the wizardly tower? Perhaps you will be able to help solve this mystery

[brightbluedot]

to succeed in adult friendship you must remember the key tenets of child friendship:

Play Toys

Play Pretend

Snack Time

[brightbluedot]

successful examples from my travels:

my SO and i have a projector. our cool neighbors have a vast dvd collection. fundamentally these are toys. we have those neighbors over for movie nights. Play Toys. more broadly shared hobbies fall into this category but it's extra fun if there's Equipment to admire and share.

ttrpgs are obvious but invaluable examples of Play Pretend. HOWEVER your options are not limited to this. i started a local writing group and this is also Play Pretend bc we all talk about our stories together. there are many such creative endeavors in this world.

having someone over for a meal is Snack Time. if you make a lil thing of it and eat at the table and make it nice with dessert and a fancy beverage to share it feels very grown up. and you will feel impressed with yourself for it. but it scratches the same itch as trading fruit snacks and suchlike.

of course these can be mixed and matched. most activities are enhanced by Snack Time if your friend targets enjoy breaking bread together.

and one begets the other. if you Play Pretend with someone for long enough they may eventually tell you about Toys they have and if you want to play too they'll probably let you. if they're nice.

life can be lonely when we live in separate boxes and worry about money all the time. this is what makes friendships hard, not growing older. but the antidote to isolation is connection, and the oldest wisdom we ever learn: share your toys. share your games. share your snacks.

[bunjywunjy]

does anyone else do that thing where you're stuck in heavy traffic and another driver tries to do something dickish to cut ahead of you so you nudge the accelerator a little bit to make your car growl at the other car and scare it off

[bunjywunjy]

car is a type of animal

[pokkin]

im getting my oil changed and i heard the mechanic go "tee hee hee". whats happening

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[blignick]

[kii-tty]

[onlytiktoks]

[pyronado-moved]

Please stop trigger tagging with #epilepsy tw/cw/warning/etc.

I need every single person to understand how horrible tumblr’s tagging system is

I go into the tag for epilepsy and its all flashing lights. We can’t use our own tag because people without epilepsy fill it up with improper warnings.

Use ‘flashing’ in place of ‘epilepsy’ in your tags. You aren’t warning people of epileptics, you’re warning us of flashing lights. Please please tag properly. Epileptics say this endlessly and constantly and it’s ignored. You are risking lives by doing this.

Here’s proof of what I mean:

THIS POST IS 100% OKAY TO REBLOG, I ENCOURAGE PEOPLE WITHOUT EPILEPSY TO ESPECIALLY DO SO!

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

Just to clarify, in case people are wondering: Tumblr allows people to automatically block posts with certain tags.

So that if there is something flashing in your post (or something that causes a flashing effect when scrolling, like the first design I came up with for the Disability Pride Flag), tagging that post with “Flashing” will allow people who do have epilepsy to block that post and not be harmed by it.

(this is also why you should never censor your tags on Tumblr, BTW. We’re not TikTok; you won’t be penalized for having certain words in your tags. But if you alter a tag that people are using to control their own dashboards, it won’t be blocked, and they’ll see something they don’t want to – or be exposed to something that could cause them serious harm).

[ottitty]

Love to see this post again

I also want to add because of the mention of the disability pride flag: very tight designs with bright, high contrast colors (remember the chevrons with the really really tiny stripes that were all the rage in the 2010s with the finger mustaches?) can cause that effect and trigger photosensitivity or strain in some folks. You can thank my neurologist for telling me this and moving me away from some… questionable interior decor choices.

Please tag with something like ‘eye strain’ or, as it was said above, with the ‘flashing tag’! It is quite literally a life saver.

[capricorn-0mnikorn]

Reblogging for the clarification about high contrast designs. Things don’t have to be literally flashing to have the same effect, especially when scrolling online. Context matters.

Quoted tag:

#also! not all folks who have epilepsy are photosensitive and vise versa

Good clarification.