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hot take in a roundabout way i think that's also why so many of us opt out of becoming parents ourselves

Having a job is an awesome way to stay hydrated because you get so bored you start drinking water just for a little excitement

cassidyjaneart

redstonedust

always good to have friends who are at least 5 years older than you and friends who are at least 5 years younger than you. being the youngest person you know will make you feel like an inexperienced child who knows nothing of the world. being the oldest person you know will make you feel like the joker.

akeussel

junietuesday

i imagine after hardwon dies of natural causes after a long happy life, moonshine actually stays pretty calm and collected, laser-focused on fulfilling all of his last requests and getting all of his final affairs in order and making sure that this hero of bahumia gets the loving honorable send-off he deserves. but after all the ceremonies, after she’s given her heartfelt speech with clear eyes and a bright warm smile, after she’s grown a polite lovely mushroom garden over his grave at the crick, after everyone goes home and everything’s done and she has no work left to do. she sneaks out in the dead of night to just sink to her knees at his grave and press her forehead to the headstone. and suddenly the dirt bursts around her, the plants and mushrooms unfurl in a wild overgrown explosion, the trees nearly pulled up from their roots, the wind whirls in a maelstrom and dark clouds swirl overhead and open with a deluge of pouring rain and thunder roars and lightning cracks across the nighttime sky. with moonshine just crumpled silent and still over hardwon’s grave in the eye of the hurricane, this small patch of earth perfectly serene. and it takes hours for the storm to recede, leaving moonshine a lone figure in the middle of the absolute wreckage. and slowly, eventually, she picks herself up and uses her druidic magic to restore all the destroyed nature back to the beautiful picturesque clearing that hardwon picked out for his final resting place. and as the sun finally rises, she goes back to her stump and puts on a brave face once again for anyone who comes by w their condolences

lazylittledragon

getting to know eachother again

[pt 1] [pt 2]

annabelle--cane

do not let that confusing painting get one over on you. you can Win at looking at art. stare at it until it quakes in fear because you know it better than itself. that confusing painting is a deer trying to evade you and you are the archer stalking it with a quiver full of your greatest weapon: Your Eye Balls.

annabelle--cane

Confusing Painting wants to piss you off, okay? Confusing Painting is hanging out there saying "tsk... I'm so opaque and mysterious and weird, they don't even have a chance at understanding me, I'm beyond comprehension." if you see Confusing Painting and think "that's so dumb I'm not even gonna bother trying" then you're just playing into its sick little games. assert your true dominance by showing it that nothing is safe from your mind powers.

moniquill

dannyvantass

It's waterproof. It's windproof. It's lightweight and durable. And it's made from the intestines of two bears, painstakingly cleaned and sew

I really wanted to know more about this, especially how the water proof stitching works. Here's more information on this project, and hopefully more in the future!

deepgrotto

The question is, what are you going to do?

lovertm

ghosthouseart

sunset walk

[image description: a watercolor painting of a path at sunset; the grassy areas on either side of the path are covered in snow, and there are several unlit lampposts along one side. there is a stripe of bright pink and orange cloud low in the sky, reflected in the water and ice along the path. /end i.d.]

talkingheadsyoutubecomments

official Talking Heads lyrics masterpost

natoraptor

“Tour Guides”

-2026

eebie

The apple they fed to snow white wasnt poision at all it was just a red delicious

spicymancer

Dungeon Mastery

creekfiend

a funny thing about having conversations with people within institutions (academic in this case but also others) about gatekeeping, is that you end up having a conversation over and over in which you're like, "hey this alligator spike pit moat you have erected around your institution is keeping a lot of people out," and they're like, "well *I* navigated the alligator spike pit moat just fine," and you're like, "right. by dint of us having this conversation, you within the institution and me without, it is understood that you navigated the alligator spike pit moat. due to that being an inherent requirement of entering the institution," and they're like, "I don't think you understand the prestigious history of our alligator spike pit moat," and you're like, "is there a reason why there needs to be an alligator spike pit moat encircling the concept of higher education?" and they're like, "look, the alligator spike pit moat isn't for everyone. some people just aren't cut out for the alligator spike pit moat :)" and you're like, "right, yeah, like disabled people and people coming from poverty or unstable home environments or underserved communities or people dealing with difficult to navigate life events like pregnancy or abuse or prison or addiction or the death of a loved one, for example" and they're like, "how dare you imply that we are keeping those people out on purpose. it's their own problem if they can't wrestle the alligators and avoid the spikes while also disabled and/or poor and/or pregnant etc" and you're like, "well that seems evil," and they're like, "it sounds like maybe you're just bitter about the alligator spike pit moat because of your totally random individual experience with ONE bad alligator spike pit moat. have you considered therapy?" and you're like, "did you know that there's some patterns here in terms of how y'all are handling this stuff?" and they're like, "actually yes. we even have a department of alligator spike pit studies :)" and you're like, "that's great, how do I get access to and participate in those conversations?" and they're like, "well firstly you must cross the alligator spike pit moat"

creekfiend

if you can document that you have a medical condition that might make it challenging for you to navigate the alligator spike pit moat, they'll give you an extra 20 minutes to complete your navigation of the alligator spike pit moat

creekfiend

IMPORTANT: any injuries incurred as a result of navigating the alligator spike pit moat will be the sole responsibility of the injured parties. once you leave, the people who made you navigate the alligator spike pit moat and the institution that installed the alligator spike pit moat will never contact you again. except sometimes to ask you for more money.

creekfiend

iiiiii love this framing, you're so right

ismisesionnachan

Some thoughts I had in response to this post:

A great many people who crossed the same alligator spike pit moats as me told me it's wasn't that bad, and then casually revealed they were gifted grandpa's spike-proof suit and had alligator-charming lessons starting in toddlerhood, and mom's map of the spike layout to study. They thought this was normal, and genuinely believed they had navigated the alligator spike pit moat without an unusual amount of assistance.

As a corollary, the alligator spike pit moat does not, in fact, weed out unserious and/or terminally mediocre individuals, because many of those people have been gifted alligator-grappling tools and spike-resistant boots. Alligators and spikes deter a great many enthusiastic, hardworking, and talented people who don't have a bunch of fancy protective gear and extensive training in alligator spike pit navigation.

As a second corollary, I am very grateful for the unusual amount of assistance I received in crossing the alligator spike pit moat.

A disturbing number of people did, in fact, acknowledge that the alligator spike pit moat was intended to keep people like me away from people like them and loudly expressed their displeasure that I was not eaten by alligators. One of them used the word 'besmirch'.

An equally disturbing number of people have attempted to use my successful navigation of the alligator spike pit moat as proof that my kind are not being kept out on purpose-- if I navigated it, everyone else is clearly just being lazy. Many of these people seemed to hope that my adventure in the alligator spike pit moat would make me see their point of view re: the alligator spike pit moat being necessary to ensure meritocracy bootstraps were happening in a meritorious and bootstrappy manner. It did the opposite.

TLdr: I have two STEM degrees from institutions known for the viciousness of the alligators and sharpness of the spikes in their alligator spike pit moats. This is not sour grapes. Fuck the alligator spike pit moat.

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