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Hi, I'm Kweeny, Tumblr's resident Disaster Queer™ in the throes of Internet Brainrot
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The tag for my posts and posts I've replied to is #Kweeny Speaks, and the one for posts I've rambled in the tags of is #Kweeny rants in the tags
Now, you wanna know my stances? My opinions on certain things? Look below the Keep reading to find out
I Don't Fucking Like;
Porn Bots (haha)
Radfems
Pro-Contact Paraphiles
Racists/Sexists/Homophobes/Ableists/Fatphobes
Nazi
Trump Supporters/MAGA
Ship and Let Ship
Your Kink is Not My Kink and That's Okay
Neither Harassment nor Censorship of Fiction is acceptable
Disgust is not a Moral Compass, things are wrong based on the Active Harm they cause, not how Gross they are
Fiction 👏 is 👏 not 👏 Reality 👏
Compassion is more important for comforting someone than Empathy
So long as all participants are consenting, do Whatever You Want Forever
Anonymity and Privacy are human rights
Just because you Dislike something Doesn't Mean it's Wrong
If you place the rights of fictional characters above those of Real People, fuck off
Now that that's out of the way; If you want more places to find/interact with me, you can click on my carrd to see my accounts on other platforms and links to (most of) my sideblogs
Welcome to the quick guide of my kingdom and territories, enjoy~
Thinking about Danny Phantom but as found footage/analogue horror. Like, it works SO incredibly well and I'm a bit obsessed.
Inexplicably grainy FentonWorks lab footage? A ghost dissection video log that gets more disturbing the longer it goes on? Ambiguous morality? Distorted imagery? Something being very, very wrong with the Fenton's son?
The proto-portal test footage from the 80s???? followed by hospital quarantine reports describing what a fatal dose of ecto-contaminants looks like? Which is then interrupted by Ṽ̵͇͍̓̒̕l̷̛͕̜̞̬͒̔͑̾̊͊a̷̝̰͕̗͇̣̓́́d̶̢̬̳̗̻̖̄̒̓̈́͌̚̕ ̴̡̛̱̱́́͆͠ͅw̷͎̬̠͒̐́̈́̈̇̚ā̵̢̢̛͔͙́͒̚͝k̴̡̹̘̻̜͇̬̍̏̄͂̊̀͠i̸̙͋͗̄ṅ̸̢̳̻̠̦̬͌̍͐͐̅͠g̶͇̥̮̦̗͑̃͘ ̶̨̏̈́̆͠ṳ̷͉̩̮̙̄̇͜p̸̧̡̹̗͇͘ and turning the hospital upside down?
hbo max blocks screenshots even when I use the snipping tool AND firefox AND ublock which is a fucking first. i will never understand streaming services blocking the ability to take screenshots thats literally free advertising for your show right there. HOW THE HELL IS SOMEBODY GONNA PIRATE YOUR SHOW THROUGH SCREENSHOTS. JACKASS
somewhere out there is a guy who meticulously takes screenshots of every individual frame of his favorite tv shows and then painstakingly etches each one onto a roll of film which he puts into his old timey projector and recreates the footage as a silent film with his own lavishly hand-lettered dialogue cards and original score that he plays on his upright piano and charges audiences one shiny penny a play. at last, big media has finally outsmarted ol' Zachary Zoetrope
PSA for everyone who doesn't know, explained simply
this is NOT because of blocking screenshots, it's because of HOW streaming sites use your computer's hardware to optimise performance, which means the thing rendering the video and the thing capturing your screen aren't the SAME thing. so they can't talk together.
you can fix this by going to your browser settings, searching for "hardware acceleration", and turning that off.
Caine really only asked for one thing from all of them and Kinger just bulldozed right past it assured he’s in the right making a good call. Smashing up a computer is really a very controlled response tbh
YES YES YES OH MY GOD YOU DO SUCH A GOOD JOB OF CAPTURING THE SCENE!!! Caine looking basically like a zombie, barely limping along gughgjhf and you remembered to include the extra arms yessss
(Reaaaally lucky no one jumped to thinking Caine was on a ‘killing’ spree like this lol)
they are rubbing their heads on my leg and I will reluctantly pet them and smile so the audience knows that despite my rough exterior I have a kind heart
So many times one of my mutuals falls back into a passion of theirs and flood their dash (and mine) with all about it, and it makes me grin like an idiot because it's so sweet. Yes, love, you did it! You found a spark of joy! Yay! Please show me more of the things you care about ❤️!
Sure! The rock is hollow and covers a small container of oil. There's a hole bored through his hand, leg, ass, and the rock with a wick that dangles into the oil container and feeds fuel into the flame. The wick is in a little glass tube to help regulate burn.
this is actually my favorite notification on this post because genuinely do you know how hard it is to sculpt a butt that is like. proportional but also if it's too flat you can tell that there's major muscles missing under the skin but also it needs to not be too caked or it gets weird, and it is actually a major anatomical landmark and if you mess it up the whole legs are off.
so yeah. his ass. it's barely even visible but im proud of it.
my mom’s been telling me my entire life she and my dad met at a bar which BOOOO BORING but today she just casually mentions actually she placed a fuckin ad in the newspaper saying she was ‘a single lady ready to meet the one’ and he was the first to call her and they dated over the phone for like three months before they met n she was like “i was already pretty much in love with him because i adored his laugh on the phone” ????? What kinda 90s romcom bullshit
btw the first time they met in person apparently was because my grandpa fuckin uhhh died? and my dad called my mom inconsolable and she went over to console him and literally just kinda ?? never left???? ehakdhskdhskfjdkdh this bitch’s been telling me they very casually met at a bar can you beLEAF no wonder me and my brother were born fuckin drama queens
me: so you placed an ad? in the newspaper? telling men who were interested in fathering children a beautiful woman to call you? like a person advertising property they want to sell?
my mom, pokerfaced: yes that is exactly what i did
me: mom.
mom: it’s not that different from tinder!
me: you know i read a fanfic once where that was the exact plot of how the two characters met. except it was set in the nineteenth century!!!
apparently. when they had their very first date my dad mentioned his daughter (my sister on his side) and my mom was like :( because she really wanted children and he just patted her hand and was like “don’t worry! we’ll have children of our own.” HDLSHDSKDHDK THE AUDACITY OF THIS MAN? ON THEIR FIRST DATE??? HELLO?
OK, wow, sometimes I forget how freakin' YOUNG some folks are here.
Once upon a time, last century (like mid-century), there was a thing called the Classified Advertising section of the newspaper. People placed ads in it to buy/sell cars, dogs, furniture, garden equipment, whatever; companies placed employment ads seeking workers; legal notices were placed by companies and/or attorneys; landlords placed ads for apartments to rent, realtors placed ads for houses for sale. You get the drift?
There was also a "Personals" column. This could be anything from messages to friends ("Joe, please call Annabelle"), novenas (long prayers to Jesus, Mary the Mother of Jesus, various saints, asking for their help, no, I'm not making this up), and so on. And from this evolved, eventually, a column for dating. The name of the column varied from newspaper to newspaper. Ours was called The Meeting Place.
Most papers divided this up into "Men seeking Women" and "Women seeking Men." Some of them eventually added same-sex headings. You gave a little info about yourself (no photos) and what kind of person you were looking for, and replies could be sent to a mailbox at the paper, which then sent them on to you (without opening them thank god, the envelopes were just put into a bigger envelope to mail it to you).
Your mom was correct, it wasn't that different from online dating, just more cumbersome because it involved calling in the ad (don't even ask), mailing it in, or eventually placing it online where it had to be vetted to weed out the explicit stuff (double-don't-even-ask).
Weeding out the creeps was on you. I have no idea what the success rate of this sort of thing might have been.
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