A Home For Missing Stars

|Micah | 24 | They/them | ♏️| Rated T for testosterone because I want to be a boy.

[butch-bara]

the no kink at pride thing is really funny bc have you ever heard anyone say “no kink at halloween” or does everyone just think queer people are uniquely perverted and should be censored 🤔 i think it’s the latter…

[vexatiousvic]

"no kink at pride" was a known 4chan psyop. That sadly wayyyy too many people genuinely fell for. Because they think being queer is enough and they never question or examine their internalized beliefs

So this one again:

[aberrantemotion]

Always funny to me when indie devs who already sell games for dirt cheap participate in steam sales with like 90 percent off. Like. "Yeah this game is three dollars but you can have it for one right now." Like your game costs as much as a pack of m&ms and youre selling it for the cost of a pack of m&ms in the 1950s now? Okay

[slingerapen]

cats know keyboard shortcuts even microsoft doesnt know about

[supernova-poet]

So, I know The Raven Cycle has a decently big fanbase, but I feel like people don't give it the credit it deserves in the sense that it is truly Queer Literature when it comes to fiction and fantasy.

Maggie Stiefvater manages to highlight both positive and negative queer dynamics without ever Once being offensive, playing it like a joke, and writing it in a way where it's not taken seriously. It's something that I continue to appreciate about her writing while I've been reading Call Down the Hawk for the first time, and it's something I appreciated when reading The Dream Thieves and The Raven King specifically.

[chthonic-kids]

this person gets it

[merlinoutofcontext]

[thealogie]

[exylover32]

andrew and neil getting so hype about kevin covering his tattoo that they have to make out for the rest of the night has gotta be the craziest thing to survive from the kandreil drafts

[oldbutchdanielmolloy]

omg you people can do anything

[elodieunderglass]

(Mouse requested a bedtime story about “nothing.”)

Once upon a time there was nothing, and it lived in the corner of Mouse’s room. There was space between the bed and the cupboard that was big enough for nothing else.

There wasn’t much room for nothing in Mouse’s house. Everything everywhere had something in it, and sometimes more. Everywhere that looked like it might have nothing really had something, like dust or a cornflake or a LEGO head or a shadow, and if it looked like there was nothing for even a moment, someone would come and put something there.

It was very hard to be nothing in Mouse’s house. Every corner had something in it, and if it didn’t, there was a spider living there. Everything was always some colour or another, and usually some noise. Everyone was always putting a book down on you. Or spilling Ribena on you and pretending they hadn’t. Or complaining that there was no room for anything, and shifting about all the other things, but never making room for nothing - only moving it uncomfortably about the house. “Nothing’s ever where I put it in this house,” they’d say, but complaining.

And even when they weren’t doing all that, they were always talking about nothing. Someone would always be tripping over it, and then would yell that they had tripped on nothing - there was no privacy for nothing around here - or they were saying that nothing was wrong. Even when it was quiet someone would say, “did you hear that?” And, “what was that?” And, “it must’ve been nothing.” They would poke it; and then say out loud that they had poked nothing, but never got into trouble for it!

As a result of this, nothing began to feel cross, and put-upon, and uncomfortable. It was also a bit lonely, and wondered if it wanted to be something. So it thought very hard, and was SOMETHING.

This was certainly more interesting, and everyone came and looked at it, and said Look At That Thing, and That Really is Something. They poked it, and said they had poked something, and that something was there. They said, “I can smell something,” but with more interest this time. Then they spilled Ribena on it, and something came out of the corner and ran about the house, and everyone wanted to know all about it, and why the Ribena was in Mouse’s room in the first place.

Something was interested in the attention, because it was true - it really was something. It was chased all around the house now. Everyone said, “it’s up to something.” But instead of sitting quietly, something wanted something to do.

So something followed Mouse, but at a distance, because Mouse was always tripping on something. And Mouse and Mama went out in the pushchair, and something followed them.

Mouse said, “I see something!” And Mama said, “what do you see?”

And Mouse said, “I see GEORGE.”

With that, George had to be George, and was a boy thing. He was puzzled by this, and sat in Mouse’s lap, and was pushed around in the pushchair. “What is a George?” George asked.

Mouse explained that a George was a bit like a monkey, with a tail, red, with a face, a lot of red fur, and small, and smelly. Smelly of sharks.

“I’m smelly of sharks?” George said, quite unexpectedly upset by this. “What do sharks smell like?”

(George had only just stopped being nothing, and didn’t know.)

Mouse explained how sharks (which astute grownups will remember are small BLÅHAJ stuffed toys that mice incidentally shoplifted from IKEA, across which we shall draw the veil of amnesty) smell of bedtime, and possibly Ribena.

“I don’t like that,” said George, and tried being George anyway. George went to the shop, and ran about on the floor for a bit, and everyone said, “what is THAT?” And it was George.

George said, “I want to go home,” so they went home, and went to bed with the shark.

But then George knew the end was coming, and so he said to Mouse, “this is too much. I want to go home.”

and George didn’t fit in his corner any more - because it was big enough for nothing.

So George went POP and turned back into nothing.

Mouse said, “yes,” and nodded. And Mouse talked to George anyway.

And then Mama came and said, “who are you talking to, Mouse?”

And Mouse said: nothing!!

[elodieunderglass]

This was considered a good-quality bedtime story and Mouse laughed and laughed at the end.

[etchetcetera]

If you’re being questioned about a murder by one of those hobbyist detectives. it is an absolute rule that you have to be washing the dishes or pruning some plants while talking, so that when they finally get around to asking a pointed question about where you were at the time of the murder you can freeze for a second with a knife in your hand. It’s enrichment for them you gotta understand. They thrive off of red herrings, it’s their favorite treat, so even if you have a rock solid alibi and weren’t involved with the murder at all you have to give them some reason to be suspicious of you. It’s what friends are for.

[pisshandkerchief]

"ouhhhh" is a different emotion from "ough" which is a different emotion from "augh" which is a different emotion from "wough". I could go on. and these all convey different feelings depending on spelling variation and how many "h"s you add at the end too

[frawgs]

life actually gets better when you leave the house consistently btw like im serious

[dykecosette]

if you don't know where to go, just wander! go to the store and don't buy anything, go to the library just to sit and do whatever you were going to do at home, go to a park and just walk around/sit outside for a bit (weather permitting, of course)

just put some headphones in and walk around the block a couple times if you really have nothing else to do, just getting a bit of air and change of scenery is so good for you

[anderswasrightt]

me the first few weeks of forcing myself to go on daily walks (it gets better tho)

[spacelazarwolf]

i really need tumblr to learn the concept of “if you physically cannot do this then this post is not talking about you” because jesus christ.

[spacelazarwolf]

@a-spectacular-pigeon you get it.

[your-void-senpai]

Imagine loving your younger brother so much, probably more than both your parents do, but you're getting older and younger siblings are kind of annoying so you start blowing him off a lot until he's like "you suck i want a cooler better brother who will play with me" and then he just. makes one. and now you have another brother living in your house who everyone automatically likes better than you.

[maggiemakesart]

“I’ve Been Dead In The Ground For Long Enough. It’s Time To Try Living Again.” I guess I have a thing for vampires, what can I say? 😏

[arrgh-whatever]

why small kittens are always either the most pathetic or the most evil creature you've ever seen

[migiball]

[fractangle]

Pride month vest project, a patch a day #29: Wheat But Not Bread, Fruit But Not Wine

[gelbgelbgelb]

As my friend Julian puts it, only half winkingly: "God blessed me by making me transsexual for the same reason God made wheat but not bread and fruit but not wine, so that humanity might share in the act of creation."

-- Daniel Mallory Ortberg

[technologistrevolution]

This has been driving me insane because this quote is so incredibly Jewish but every time I saw it was completely divorced from Judaism in the version applying it to 'transsexual'.

The original concept that humans complete the act of creation by making bread from wheat is from the Talmud! And the specific "wheat but not bread, grapes but not wine" phrasing is from Jewish theologian Abraham Heschel but it is missing "clay but not bricks".

And among trans Jews the sentiment was already popular before I ever started seeing this specific phrasing so I knew, knew, knew a Jew and likely a trans Jew was involved.

As it happens, Ortberg's friend Julian is Jewish and they have strongly negative feelings about the way the quote has been removed from the context of their life as someone trans and Jewish. They used to have a thread up on xwitter about it but have since made their account private and only have a very terse FAQ online from which you can glean the treatment they likely received when being more open about their Jewishness, relationship to transness, and the interaction of both.

[kosherdragon]

I've always thought there was something extremely Jewish about that quote! I had no idea that Julian is Jewish.

[kosherdragon]

I looked at Julian's twitter and there's a linked in bio thread about this quote. There are a few clarifying tweets there

1. Julian isn't Jewish.

2. The quote actually is influenced by Jewish theology, specifically Rabbi Akiva.

Anyway, I'm glad I saw their twitter and the thread about this famous quote. It's often misattributed, and it's clear that it annoys Julian when people post this quote starting with "As my friend Julian puts it..." and then cite Danny Lavery (usually with a surname he no longer uses) as the author, when the original quote is available as a tweet from 2018.

[babtest]

went to an elementaryschool musical production and they started the show with the director saying: "Now there's some very small viewers here today, so just so you know. There will be a scary character later in the show. This is her," and a girl in a kinda scary ghost outfit did a creepy walk across the stage, then stood up straight and did a cheery wave, "but remember, it's just Nina. She's pretending to be scary."

Aaaand i would very much like for horror movies to have that as a little bonus feature you can chose. Let me start a movie with Guillermo del Toro showing me a scary ghost that might jump at me, but don't worry, thats just Doug!