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listening to CDs in the kitchen i always brace myself for the ad between songs but then it just keeps rolling. skipping around how i like without interruption feels heavenly. we're in such a commercial angst prison that books and CDs are luxury now 😭
protect, pass on, thrift, gift, and store physical media, it's worth it
Dedicated to my cat, who is very vocal about my bed time.
PATREON
being offered ai at every turn
when I was in high school I had a literature teacher who had a policy of unlimited extra credit. All you had to do was read a book by a notable author (his discretion) and have a little chat with him after school to prove that you read it. No limits, no need for variety (one month I decided I really loved Kurt Vonnegut and just read everything of his I could get my hands on).
Yes, I was tearing through books constantly, and talking to this teacher at least weekly. Because even though I always loved reading as a kid, literature was always a very weak subject for me in terms of a teaching-to-standardized-test school setting (I just do awful on "what color were the curtains" type multiple choice questions. Those details don't stick in my memory THEY JUST DON'T). But that didn't matter for this class. I could just read my way out of any bad test score. I have always had fond memories of how I "fudged" my way through that class and "abused' the extra credit policy.
I was thinking about it again today, and only just now realized that he absolutely tricked me into being well-read, while my teenage self thought I was totally getting away with something. THAT MOTHERFUCKER. I hope he's doing well.
like many people have said this better than me but no it IS odd that we've come to think of potatoes as so quintessentially european that their presence in historical fantasy where they're anachronistic doesn't jar. and yes people are trying to have the trappings of post-colonial europe without engaging w the icky colonialism part and yes people are neglecting to imagine what a european cuisine without potatoes would be like.
im fully in favour of 'let people have fun w their fantasy world' but is considering how the potatoes got there in the absence of colonialism not a fun exercise? maybe every year the dragon riders go on a great transatlantic potato pilgrimage
perhaps a good way to sum up the issue here is:
if you put potatoes in your medieval european style fantasy world people will by and large not find it jarring and accept it as a normal fantasy trope
if you put, say, black people in your medieval european style fantasy world a whole demographic of people will get very angry and accuse you of breaking their immersion
this is in spite of the fact that black people were a lot more common in medieval europe than potatoes.
wish literally any gay papers would talk about lil nas x cause every article is either written with contempt OR makes sweeping assumptions by only quoting the cops and blatantly lies about things they contradict in their own article. like how is there no coverage of support or efforts to keep an eye on his location?
shortest possible story is that he he got arrested and hospitalized after walking around outside at night, MAYBE having 'an episode', MAYBE he was drunk, maybe he was high, maybe he was just being loud, who knows. Dude was outside at night in boxers and cowboy boots and that's all he did to "invite" police interaction.
But cops claimed he assaulted them so he gets arrested. Then goes to the hospital. Then goes back into custody.
And then he's not heard of for a while, then days later says he's out and okay. But facing FELONY charges!
WHERE IS EVERYONE? Pinknews cunts? Them? OutMag? Hello??
Almost a year later, Lil Nas X is out of a mental health rehab program, looking good, saying he feels really good, and seems to be on the way up after all of this. I'm really happy for him. I hope he has good genuine support in his life through family, friends, and folks rooting on him that he can count on.
I am really disappointed but not surprised how quickly a lot of media support for him disappeared, especially queer papers. An interview from before the police incident really highlighted how many people wanted him to fail and wanted to see him fall, including certain pockets within communities that should have has his back.
Happy Happy Pride to Lil Nas X. I hope nothing but good things come his way.
hey it's okay.
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Will says "if there's a life after this one. Let me meet you in there, James Carstairs" and Jem never forgot.
He thought about it while he was dying, slowly each day. He thought about it while thanking him for choosing him as his parabatai.
He thought about it while he watched over him and Tessa, from afar. While he played the violin at Cordelia and James's wedding.
He thought about it while he cried for his death. The jade pendant in his closed palm. Human, real, tears falling down on it.
Will. His Will.
He thought about it again and again. While he rejoined with Tessa, while they raised a child together. While the took in another Herondale.
Especially, oh, when he had to leave the room during Julian and Emma's parabatai ceremony.
There were a lot of moments that went around his mind while he was dying. Too many shared memories, too little time.
But those were the only words that never left him, even in death.
And they were still there, just hidden, when in a modern London he was looking around. Playing with a pendant he always had but never knew how.
That's when someone bumped into him and let out a curse.
"Not really polite, are you?" Jem asked, amused.
The stranger rubbed his own shoulder, raising his head and freezing in place.
Dark curls, blue eyes that he'd never forgot. That Jem always tried to remember, never catching the right shade.
Beautiful rich eyes were looking into his and Jem's hand went to the pendant. He opened his mouth, closed it and opened again.
He didn't know what to say.
The stranger did.
He took his face in his hands. No marks adorning the skins but memories, Jem's but not really, quickly coming to mind. Like a past life. Or most likely: exactly that.
"Jem? My Jem?"
And Jem smiled. Healthy, happy and so close to tears.
"William."
One word, full of so many emotions. Too many to describe but one as clear as their eyes: love.
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH 🏳️🌈
To all of us who’re just a mess ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤎
Oh boy, this is getting notes again!
Hi, everyone, enjoy the little cartoon, avoid the notes and yes, I still fully identify as queer c: 🏳️🌈
formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
The Quest
I think that if you had enough daughters AND played your cards right you could spring Mambo Number Five out at the EXACT right gathering and shatter your entire family's trust forever
The secret is to name them out of order with the lyrics so by the time anyone catches on it's too late
For me personally the ideal gathering would be my funeral
A little bit for Monica, she's my wife
A little bit for Erica, for her strife
My books all go to Rita, cause she reads
My greenhouse goes to Tina, she plants trees
The furniture is Sandra's, on my lawn
Jewelry for Mary, she can pawn
Ashes go to Jessica, that's my plan
A little bit of me inside a can (ah!)
Love that you can see the exact moment that Enlightenment™ occurs for this little dude. Good job, you did it.
Right there