Random Stuff

I'm Frosty. 30 y/o white nonbinary friend (they/them//xe/xem/xyr)

[frostythespacecat]

(Edit to say hi to the people coming to my inbox to ask me to share their dono posts/links, I promise my not answering the actual asks is because I'm just clicking into your account, doing a quick scan of your post & check of the verification bits then reblogging that. If I've missed anyone I'm sorry but I am going to go back through my inbox again when I have more time and energy to sit down and check all of them to make sure)

Hi :) I'm frosty (also geo and a few other things, hoarding names is fun)

If you wanna buy me a present, here's a post for you. If ca wants to be nice to me again you can also shoot money over to $ GeoffreyFrost

Basically, I'm a big old gay nerd

Blog runs mostly on a queue but time sensitive posts will be quick reblogged (and also other stuff I feel like because I somehow have a 500+ queue and I didn't know that was possible)

Dni exclusionists, bigots, etc etc but also if you don't reblog things & follow me, pls send me a message so I know you aren't a bot or I'll just block you. Also there's specific fandoms I'll block people for (looking at you, 7 year wizard school chosen one series) but I dont want to list them off & put this in those search results but I also don't feel like remembering how to log into the carrd I made a while back and updating it right now so that might happen eventually or might now

Anyway, enjoy the blog

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[contemptible-scoundrel]

fuuuck I could use a mysterious benefactor right now

[cutecipher]

there are many fat gay women which is basically awesome

[cutecipher]

clap. clap for fat gay women

[perequiste]

things will work out + it’s still early + not everything is lost + trees

[theskydoesgreatthingsnow]

LOTR abridged

[swiftrunnerfelidae]

every so often I remember when they crashed a train into a nuclear waste storage container, on purpose, to demonstrate how durable they were, and the storage container didn't lose any measurable containment whatsoever.

meanwhile, coal power plants can spray radioactive coal ash willy-nilly into the atmosphere all day and all night, but noooo, it's nuclear power that's the scary bad polluter.

[spaghettihell]

Reblog to hug prev

Please

[penumbralwoods]

every time someone realizes they dont have to pick between being a boy or a girl an angel gets its wings btw. and also extremely loud cheering can be heard in the distance from me specifically

[penumbralwoods]

btw if you've ever wondered why i make posts like this and get really obnoxious about nonbinary positivity. this is why

and for all of yall that are still figuring it out or aren't getting the support you deserve:

[xfhsfh]

@this-is-nonbinary-joy

[memory-of-stargazing]

“It just means you have to work double as hard as most people!”

Well maybe I don’t WANT to work double as hard as abled people!! Maybe I deserve a BREAK!! Maybe I’ve been working MORE THAN double as hard for MY WHOLE LIFE and it’s led me to immense burnout & caused me to develop several MORE disabilities!! Maybe I should be ACCOMMODATED so I don’t have to KILL MY BODY AND BRAIN over trying to do what abled people can do!! Maybe I DON’T have to work double as hard!! Maybe if there’s the option to let me NOT work double as hard, I should have it, because I’m already working double as hard JUST TO SURVIVE!!

Why do you think disabled people deserve less rest than mentally & physically abled people?

[tak-angina-jasne]

because i ve seen a lot of people talking about starting discworld

REMEMBER THERE ARE FREE AUDIOBOOKS OF ALL OF THOSE BOOKS

here they are

[niceinchnails]

I think if zoidberg moved into bikini bottom he wouldnt look out of place at all i wouldnt even notice him there

[ribbondear]

[niceinchnails]

I like how polite he is because he isnt intruding but curious somewhat

[sunderwight]

Isekai but the teenage boy wakes up to find himself sporadically occupying the body of a little old lady who appears to be the protagonist of a series of cozy murder mysteries where everyone in her quaint seaside town keeps getting violently and thematically killed.

Whilst wearing the guise of retired widow Mrs. Butterwell, Hideki must use all of his knowledge of genre and structure to try and prevent these murders before they can happen, because quite frankly that seems easier than actually solving the murders (he's not great at puzzles). He's been spending a lot of time talking to people around town to try and solve their various crises just to cover his bases too. It's really opened his eyes to the importance of community.

[kungfunurse]

nuh uh @sunderwight this doesn’t get lost in the tags

[inkskinned]

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.