cursed, but trying my best

tinte, she/her, legally an adult, i like words. People tell me I think too much a lot, I haven't figured out what to do with that advice yet. Expect angsty quotes, language nerdery, writing inspiration, and occasional pretentious poetry.

[nodiseases]

the best case in detco is NOT moonlight sonata murder case. it's the one where conan hangs out in the background while a guy is coerced into killing a hospitalized robber while his daughter is held hostage and the tension and danger slowly ramps up until conan shows up next to him, tells him that he knows what's going on, saves his daughter with the detective boys' help, and just casually walks away. we need more cases where conan is a deeply bizarre encounter for random people, victims and perps alike

[neutralspace]

[pandoras-tear]

Conan: I need you to show up at this exact location within the hour dressed as a missing teenage girl, I’ll send you a picture to go off. Bring enough bombs to derail a train traveling at 285 MPH without killing the passengers inside. Prepare to be shot at.

Kaito, texting back: 👍

[gaytanic-panic]

[gaytanic-panic]

[writingcloud-99]

The problem with living in a small Scottish coastal town is that everyone knows everyone else's business.

Who's sleeping with who. Who's fallen out with who. Who's got a new car..

Unfortunately, they're completely oblivious to the supernatural creatures causing chaos right under their noses.

I'm writing a story about glamorous drag queens, deadpan goths, folklore monsters, unexpected romances and a town that's convinced it knows everything.

It doesn't.

[phaeton-flier]

Bear religion probably fucking rocks. You're a fucking bear, you're the deadliest thing on earth, once a year an endless supply of salmon just flings itself up the river to gorge on and then you nap for 3 months.

[phaeton-flier]

The most delicious food in the world is protected by tiny demons who can defend it from everyone except you. Your natural armor is thick enough that you can just eat the damn hive while they buzz around you. God's chosen animals right there

[theaudientvoid]

[centrally-unplanned]

Regular bears tell stories of angel bears sent by the Bear God, pure white and twice as strong as any normal bear could be, who rule the summit of the Earth and kill all who stand in their path.

And they are right, those bears exist and totally do that. Humans just have fake angels as a cope.

[theabigailthorn]

love the idea of bears being the chosen species actually. having a near death experience and glimpsing heaven and realising it's just full of bears, no humans at all, humans not ensouled actually, humans an accidental byproduct of God's plan for bears

[inkskinned]

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.

[kawarikisaki]

This one is uh.... cropped. Thank you for understanding.

[offshoreoilrig]

[janmisali]

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[spocks-evil-godmother]

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[cryptotheism]

[pointing at the moon] hey man can you put that thing on a leash?

[echo-loves-flowerboy]

Obessed with whatever was going on at Delphi

“Our prophetess is out today, best I can do is BEANS”

[cowboydeanwinchester]

is he … you know … open to interpretation?

[cowboydeanwinchester]

nobody on this webbed site can read

[wormcoded]

[unyieldingsilence]

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[npdclaraoswald]

A doll youtuber I watch has made a video about the history of Polly Pocket, and she's describing the plots of the dvd specials, one of which features an elderly woman named Ms. Throckmorton, and my reaction was

[despazito]

I don't have time for tumblr discourse they're calling the very hungry caterpillar degenerate art over on twitter

[despazito]

good art is when something looks like real life, the more real it looks the more better the art. abstracted figures give my trad children nightmares, one time they were exposed to cubism and couldn't go outside for a week

[thewingedwolf]

do you think the catholic church effectively utilized wokeness by funneling money into the colonization and rape of the americas after issuing the doctrine of discovery which effectively legalized the subjugation of indigenous peoples?