in this world full of ghosts, I'm still only human

Johannah she/her/siya/isuna Filipino Chinese American In love with love stories. Old goth. Currently all up in Sandman Netflix. You'll find art, music, poetry, queer stuff, beautiful people (Ferdinand Kingsley is my beloved), and bullshit here.

[la-haruchan]

Happy Dreamling Day!!

[dracofidus-deactivated20200523]

If you EVER think Anthony Head is anything less than an angel then you’d best remember that I have always been a huge fan of his and we’ve always had a little contact over the years and he heard I’d come out as Trans and was having a hard time and that I was kind of sad that the photos I had from conventions with him were of me with long hair and no binder and they were all signed to “Sarah” and so he invited me to spend the day with him at his farm and he picked me up from the station and we just hung out and had lunch and he insisted on paying and took loads of photos and had them printed on photo paper the same day so he could sign them to Jay, along with other photos of him as Giles and Uther and he literally spent five hours chatting with me and got all of the pronoun stuff right every time and then he dropped me off at the station, gave me a final massive hug, waved me through the ticket barrier and insisted I message him when I got home so he knew I got back safe. (More HERE)

[neverwhere]

i’m not crying it’s just raining on my face 

[mckitterick]

[rip-quizilla]

[orbuz228]

[lousnaps]

Lucky!! and clint’s there too ig,,

[thatsvalerie]

Siouxie Sioux 🖤

[carnelianmeluha]

Christmas Fanfic Recipes

While I didn't have time or energy to make the fanfic recipes I had planned for the holidays, I did start them. Maybe in the next few weeks or months I will expand on these. I don't know. If I do, I'll make a proper post then. But I didn't want these small efforts to go to waste. So here's lots of yummy Christmas and holiday fanfics and fanfic recipes: Chocolate Candy Cane Cookies from Tradition by @tj-dragonblade, Cabbage Rolls from untitled Widower Hob fic by @omgcinnamoncakes, Cranberry Walnut Bread from To Face Unafraid by @the-apocrypha, and bonus from an imaginary recipe for fae Dream in the Cottagecore series.

I love Tradition (like all of TJ's fics) but it's also partially based on my own faculty cookie party tradition for the holidays, so it's extra special for me. As usual, domestic perfection.

Cinnamon's Untiled fic is based off a Reddit post on looking for company on Christmas and cooking with them, and I love Hob and Dream's interactions here so much, as Dream gradually starts trusting Hob.

To Face Unafraid is an Omegaverse fic and has so many recipes because Hob is a baker! He is really sweet and Dream is a dream. The fic has lots of holiday cheer, Christmas market and all, and some social commentary too.

The Cottagecore series is full of fairy lore and the first fic of Apo's I ever read. Fae Dream loves honey, fruits, and nuts, and so in my imagination what better way to celebrate any fae or pagan holidays but with sweet and sparkly sugar plums.

May the fanfic recipe gods bless me and the new year is better.

Happy Holidays everyone!

[infectiouspiss]

i think a 7 year old girl could kill any transphobe. imagine telling a 7 year old girl she's not as strong as the boys around her because she's a girl, she'd rip your organs out in less than a second. have you ever seen what happens when a teacher says "i need a strong boy to carry this thing"?? have you never seen a small child carry four times her body weight with a smile on her face just to spite someone???? i think kids should be allowed to kill tbh

[infectiouspiss]

KIDS SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF ADULTS TRYING TO FORCE SEXIST STEREOTYPES ONTO THEM WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND

[infectiouspiss]

oh fuck yes it's almost thanksgiving which means fire departments across the usa are going to be posting beautiful content like this to try and stop people setting their houses on fire (x)

[clarabeau]

Ladies, I am holding out my hand. Do you trust me?

I need you to open Google Maps. Locate your nearest mall. Get in your car. Drive to Yankee Candle.

Past the seasonal pumpkin display, near the back of the store, you will find a trash pile Man Candle section. You will see candles called MMM, Bacon!. Riding Mower. Man Town. (I’m not kidding. Man Town.) Stay strong. Not in this section, but likely very near this section, you will find a candle called Mountain Lodge.

Hold this jar in your hands like a talisman. Close your eyes and picture a man.

I want to be clear: I’m not talking about a Hugh Dancy. Or an Andrew Garfield, a Ben Whishaw, even a Tom Hiddleston. This exercise requires someone in the Chris Evans weight class. The Richard Armitage department. Someone with smile lines around his eyes who could chop the cedar for your bower with his own hands, strangle an alpha wolf, carry you home when you sprain your ankle in the woods, bench press your entire body. Picture this man in your mountain home with a full beard, a slightly grimy white henley, a fond half smile he reserves only for you. Now open the lid and smell Mountain Lodge.

Steady yourself on the man candle display. Give yourself a second. No, you’re not wrong. Yes, the Yankee Candle Company has just eliminated the need for men. This medium tumbler Mountain Lodge candle jar is now your boyfriend. The Yankee Candle Company has effectively replaced the need for contact with the male half of our species with a compact and clean-burning candle in a jar.

“Do you like this one?” the cashier asked, ringing me up. “Every man should be required by law to smell like what this candle smells like,” I replied intensely. “That’ll be $12.01,” she said.

MOUNTAIN LODGE

[stepone]

it literally smells like waking up on a cold night to find a bearded richard armitage adding another quilt to the bed before he gets back in and pulls you snugly against his chest

I’m not fucking around I feel like I should be watching chris hemsworth in flannel and suspenders whittling a delicate masterpiece in front of a fireplace rn

[blackberrycreek]

All right, Tumblr, I saw this post a few months ago and immediately realized I had to smell this candle.  I have never in my life experienced such a burning need (pun intended) to smell what the Yankee Candle website described as a warm aroma of cedarwood and sage, but what Tumblr described as my new boyfriend.

The trouble is that nearest Yankee Candle Company store was a bit of a trek, and my schedule tended to prohibit this olfactory adventure.

So for the last few weeks, as I’d scroll my Tumblr dash and look at images of attractive manly men, I’d sigh and wistfully think, if only I could engage another sense with this image. If only I could I could truly fathom the ideal fragrance of this man.

And then this happened.

And I knew.

I knew whatever was happening, I needed to get to a Yankee Candle Company. The scent of Mountain Lodge would transport me instantly to this scene. The aroma of this infamous candle could make me live out a self-insertion Avengers fanfic.

So I got in my car, made the drive, and located the Yankee Candle Company.  The store was crowded with holiday shoppers. My nose was immediately assaulted by hundreds of warring scents.  

I battled through the sea of humanity and the Angel Wings-Merry Marshmallow-Magical Frosted Forest assault, buoyed on by my need to understand what Steve Rogers ripping a log in half with his bare hands smelled like.

I waded toward the back of the store, only to discover the man candle section seems to have been discontinued. What was I going to steady myself on, once I found my scented gateway to hanging out with the Avengers on Hawkeye’s farm? I felt lost, adrift, unable to find my bearings amid Soft Blanket-Fluffy Towels-Home Sweet Home.

And then… rising from the “Fresh” display, there it was.

Mountain Lodge.

It was the moment of truth. What would it be like to smell this infamous candle?

I opened the lid. I took a deep breath.

And I giggled.

Ah yes.  This was it.  This gentle, pleasantly masculine fragrance, in fact, reduced me to what I’d probably do in the actual presence of Chris Evans: giggle like an idiot.

The smell makes me smile, makes me laugh, makes me gently swoon: all reactions that, indeed, can be elicited by an ideal man. I can barely handle the true power of Mountain Lodge.

Several months have passed since this discovery. I have regaled friends with the saga, and after hearing of it, they, too, felt the burning need to smell the candle.  One by one, we have all become Mountain Lodge converts. In times of need, this candle is our refuge. Our group has developed escapist superpowers, infused by the Yankee Candle Company. 

THE CANDLE, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND.  

MOUNTAIN LODGE.

[madame-vashtranerada]

This is how you do advertisement

[theyankeecandle]

we love everything about all of this. We will always be there for you, just light your Mountain Lodge candle and know that our love burns bright for you.

[clarabeau]

The official Yankee Candle™ tumblr account has recognized the Mountain Lodge mythos. My work on the material plane is finally complete. A being of pure light, I slowly ascend to the aether.

[lauramkaye]

Ten years later, I have verified that they still make Mountain Lodge.

The Boyfriend Candle is still with us in These Difficult Times.

[ghost-in-your-computer]

Tell me what you see.

A light in the darkness.

A bearded man.

A mushroom cloud.

A head on a pillow.

Voting ended onOct 26, 2025

[iinsawdious]

they should invent a way for online friends to come over and hang out that doesn't involve money or travelling

[ladytian]

[theraconteurasaur]

Perennial October mood.

[drst]

There she is!

NOW it’s really Halloween

[ladytian]

Happy Ferdie Friday to us (a day early where I am but it's Friday somewhere)

[dormouseking]

i told my friend’s dad that he was hot (it was in context with the conversation, he was complaining that he was feeling old, etc), and he said a very genuine thank you and the conversation moved on to other topic, my friend was now talking about something else entirely when his dad goes

“i think if i were born in your generation i might have been bisexual”

and friend got kinda mad at me lmao

[that-twink-over-there]

Fuck his dad

[mananabuffins]

Fuck his dad

[penumant]

Fuck his dad

[emilynyaaa]

Fuck his dad

[yesnowhatno]

[noahnomore]

[clauonacloud-deactivated2022071]

[latinajedi]

[gay-jesus-probably]

YOU GET THE FUCK BACK HERE AND EXPLAIN THAT RIGHT NOW

[riluri]

well damn

[ospreyonthemoon]

[letslipthehounds]

Every time, I know what's coming, but every time, I just lose it at "Uh. That"

[jv]

Oh I was going to add some shit about Spain but no one can match that dutch thing. You won this one, Netherlands.