PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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i'm mostly using this for a jumping off point so if there's a specific fandom you want to check out on my page, it's probably tagged on this post. i'll try to keep it updated so please send an ask or something if you see something untagged
On the topic of seam ripper play in erotic muppet fanfiction, I also just kind of wish I was made of a material that someone else could gently rip apart at the edges and reshape me in a some sort of different arrangement. God made me in his own divine image but I am not divine and divinity burns me. I see the people who have pulled at their own threads and made themselves into something really beautiful, and I see them nod at each other in solidarity and understanding, but they do not see me as I silently scream to them from the ground. I am an unmoving puppet and I need another's hands to grant me permission to become myself. I am trapped in a body that burns me and I lack both the hands to undo its seams and the mouth to cry out in pain. I do not know how to stop smiling. Man you KNOW the muppets got sooo freaky backstage
women were not banging out spirk fanfiction in the 60s for you to be AI generating your fic
Until death, all defeat is psychological.
sewing affirmations
it’s okay that i don’t have a sewing machine
i love backstitching by hand for hours
this has got to be great for my back
millions of my ancestors did this and they lived almost as long as i want to
i’m making so many beautiful things for my house—oh goddamn it
religion is so fucking funny the world is just too beautiful there must be a higher entity behind all this. lets oppress women
yup that tag goes on the post
“Toymaker” as a job description in fairy tale fiction is one of my favourite bullshit occupations. “Dollmaker” is fine, “carpenter who makes wooden toys as a side hustle between jobs” is fine, but so many stories have a character whose entire occupation is described as “toymaker” and is heavily implied if not explicitly confirmed to have made all of the toys in their shop, from wood boats to plush animals to porcelain dolls to music boxes to tin soldiers, all made under the tiny hammer of one person.
And it’s not impossible for one person to be at once a highly talented seamstress and tinsmith and carpenter and clockwork engineer and every other talent in the world that would allow you to build everything from china dolls to rocking horses, but to be all that and then single-handedly supply the whole stock of an entire toy store? In a rural whimsical little fairy tale village?? By themselves???
#toymakers are in many ways the van helsings of whimsy. (via @mordredsheart)
It says fascinating things about the economy of the small whimsical village that the charmingly impoverished fairy tale villagers can support such a specialised and single-purpose toy shop. I mean I know there's often a couple of wealthy and out of touch children but surely they can't be buying the entire store themselves.
“If I Am Killed For Simply Living” — Althea Davis
[imade transcription:
And God
please let the deer
on the highway
get some kind of heaven.
Something with tall soft grass
and sweet reunion.
Let the moths in porch lights
go someplace
with a thousand suns,
that taste like sugar
and get swallowed whole.
May the mice
in oil and glue
have forever dry, warm fur
and full bellies.
If I am killed
for simply living,
let death be kinder
than man.
end of transcript]
Hahah every trans person loves [product]. Trans culture is [music by cis people]. I mean [cis person] is soooo trans-coded. To be trans is to like [video game]. Queer culture is pretty much just [product]. Spend money spend money spend money consumerism labubu . Stuff animal . Video game . Generic Pop Star . Celebrity .
i think censoring subtitles is actually ableism
When I took ASL classes, my teacher explained that interpreters should interpret EVERYTHING, including slurs and things that they’d normally be uncomfortable saying. She said something along the lines of “deaf people have the right to swear.” I think that applies to what they’re allowed to see as well.
Why shouldn’t deaf people be able to fully express themselves and consume media the same way a hearing person can? If everything you watched had random bleeps every time there was a swear word, you’d be annoyed, so why are deaf people not receiving the same consideration?
appearing in front of you as a ghostly apparition: take your headphones. you will need your headphones
I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive
The worst part of anti industrial rhetoric is this assumption that everyone would be better off if all goods were made at home, sorry, I think women deserve to have a life outside of spinning
the teen titans powersets are so crazy because it’s like. girl whose father is the devil, from the bible. girl who can make the earth swallow you. alien princess with laser beams. boy who can do a backflip
#he does really good backflips
oh okay that clears it up. thanks
The core conceit of Lord of the Rings is pretty funny. You are a twenty three year old in a suburb of Maine. The little bracelet in your grandpa’s attic has an inscription on it that is the password to the world’s entire nuclear arsenal. It is up to you to walk to the only hydraulic press in the world, located in Arizona, before the FBI finds the bracelet, kills you, and enslaves the suburb of Maine you currently live in
Also the 90-year old hobo that your grandpa beat in a rap battle for possession of the bracelet while hiding from the Romanian secret police really loved the bracelet because it was coated in small amounts of LSD and tried to hunt and kill your grandpa to get it back. He was then apprehended by the FBI and instantly gave them your grandpa’s address. Seal Team Six is about to break down your door and shoot you, says your local congressman who can also do cool magic tricks
There's a guy in NY who MIGHT be capable of destroying the codes but won't coz he simply wants to spend time with his wife. So it's up to your grandpa's old friend in rural Ohio to get you the friends capable of finishing the task.
And we must not, at any point, remember the existence of aircraft and ask aloud why we can't just fly to Arizona
We can't use aircraft because the fbi has access to all the flight data how many times do we need to go over this
KEEP SHIPPING that mutually toxic morally grey situationship ITS YOUR DUTY
she won the idgaf war
