Intro post:
Hii, I'm Atlas.
I use any pronouns.
âą Otherkin âą Selfshipper âą Objectum âą Pronouns.cc
If you know me irl, no you don't (unless you can be chill abt it... then maybe.)
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Love Begins
Sade Olutola

izzy's playlists!

shark vs the universe
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Product Placement
Show & Tell
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Not today Justin
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@just--a--random--human--being
Intro post:
Hii, I'm Atlas.
I use any pronouns.
âą Otherkin âą Selfshipper âą Objectum âą Pronouns.cc
If you know me irl, no you don't (unless you can be chill abt it... then maybe.)
BYI under cut:
Don't let anyone tell you that seeing someone like you on television isn't important.
god cursed me into seeing this image so im making it everyone elses problem
I love the âcaptainâs logâ mechanism in Star Trek as a method for time skips and exposition.
I am, however, devastated that we never got an episode where any captainâs voiceover is strained and slow. very precise about the events theyâre describing. While the screen itself is showing the most batshit insane events and making it clear that the captain is trying VERY HARD to keep everyone involved out of a court martial.
Shoutout to my favorite genre of TOS episode:
itâs so embarrassing to watch tos for the first time and be like, whoa !! đspock and kirkâis anyone else kinda getting đsome vibes đł as if they arenât the founding fathers. as if they didnât build the yaoi dimension with their bare hands. as if the current cathedrals we call home arenât predicated upon their humble shadow puppets on the walls of platoâs fucking cave, and as if our ancestors were fools to fall for those puppets instead of geniuses, innovators, and prophets ????
can my job be star trek. im great at star trek
This gotta be the funniest Enterprise-Klingon exchange ever:
Star Trek is crazy youâll look away for two seconds and then Kirk is suddenly shirtless in a harness and a shock collar
Me at least twice a week
I love you, George Takei.
women were not banging out spirk fanfiction in the 60s for you to be AI generating your fic
i love being insane about the master. there's like 5 other people here and i know them all
I want to learn more exclamations that arenât strictly just religious stuff. âJesus Christâ this, âoh my godâ that, nah I want something fresh.
What are some of yâallâs favorite exclamations that arenât about god?
first submission and we're already off to a fantastic start. absolutely love this one thank you
ok its time for the challenge round now we want nominations that arent about sex either actually
had a friend who used to make new ones up on the spot. The only one that stuck with me was 'good golly jelly beans'. If something catastrophic happens I go for 'that's not ideal.'
@chekhovs-tantrum
Absolutely not letting you leave these in the tags.
the levels of depth you need to be in 2026-specific online culture to write this...psychotic. also i barely knew who verity and mob were before doing minor research (tagging this post) and realizing people ship them. do i need to watch the arg?
add me to your discord server so I can do the online equivalent of arriving at a party saying hi to the people I know then standing awkwardly in the corner for the rest of the night
The fae smiled, sharply:Â âGive me your name, child.â
âUhhhhh. Stick.â
âWhat.â
âDoes Leaf work better? Iâm just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, Iâm trans, I havenât decided on one yet, Iâm throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.â
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grinâ sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyesâ cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
âI said, give me your name, child.â
âI still havenât picked one,â Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
âNo. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you chooseâ Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.â
ââŠoh.â says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
âVery well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.â
âOkay,â Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
Goddamn. This is my favorite version of âfaeries take your nameâ, thatâs it, we can all go home now.