This too shall pass but like holy fuck
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This too shall pass but like holy fuck
the wise anon
The wise anon.
The wicked anon.
The simple anon.
The anon who doesn't even know how to press the ask button.
Do not fear.
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tags from user bedridden-victorian-child: "#pray for me my good brethren, for i should have to affix TEN needles to my candle each night, each the size of my fourth finger #and place upon my little silver plate, lest i remain unaroused upon the morn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #oh, how i wish i could be awakened by simple means such as the cock's crow or mine mother's call! #but NAY, the lord has seen to burden me with the truest love of deepest sleep 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #pray for me, i beseech thee, for i must away to an early appointment on the morrow 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭"
how do they have commas in the tags
Getting plowed is for the country folk. Here in the city we call it being taken to pound town. And if it's a place with decent public transit, getting railed.
A free-range group therapy called "get herded, idiot", where you and everyone in your group is set loose to run around on an open field while a highly trained shepherd dog tries to keep you all in one group. I am not sure what benefit this would have for anyone involved.
i think it is very depressing that like every aesthetic people try to emulate are of people doing things but they themselves are incapable of being somebody that does things… the mall goth 2005 aesthetic revived in 2022 but nobody goes to the mall to be annoying and weird and nobody lets themselves be cringe… the cottagecore aesthetic but nobody knows how to raise gardens or live self sufficiently … the dark academia aesthetic but nobody actually reads books…. The obsession of looking like you are a type of person who does something without actually doing anything … the Instagram effect
we need to bring back the word Poser
all the rights that come with marriage you should be able to have without marriage btw. you should be able to designate a person who can visit you in the hospital regardless of your relationship to that person.
in hindsight sending the number one digit at a time created the funniest half second of either of our lives
[Image description: a text exchange, all in caps.
Sending: "Guess how many words I wrote today"
Receiving: "[four eye emojis]
Receiving: "How many?"
Sending: "You don't have to guess I'm going to tell you"
Sending: "1"
Description ends.]
I finally got around to reading Not Easily Conquered and I'm just about as okay as you'd expect after that
this is one of the fics they're talking about when people say stucky fandom in 2014 was writing beautiful poetry and academic papers in their fanfictions
I am being so, so real with y'all right now
The artistic ecosystem of Bucky Fanfiction is an intricate, fascinating, gorgeous landscape of entwined artistic works that deserves analysis and recognition
Cringe culture, intellectual property law, and the self-destruction of the franchise it was based upon have conspired to isolate and devalue this art-ecosystem, and this makes me want to throw myself in the ocean
Yes, it's a gay love epic for the ages, on par with kirk and spock, or gilgamesh and enkidu, but it's also just fascinating how so many writers took compelling pieces and bits from the source material and formed an interconnected labyrinth of stories, all in conversation with one another and forming new nodes of compelling concepts that were then picked up by further stories
most contemporary storytelling considers "originality" as an inherently good quality. Creators are encouraged to conceal their influences as much as possible, so it should be difficult to trace directly where ideas descended from. It's not spoken out loud but once you see it, you can't stop realizing how weird it is.
An artistic ecosystem that rejects that premise can do some BONKERS stuff.
It's intoxicating to see stories interacting on an ecosystem level so closely, exchanging and circulating ideas, refining and clarifying
And with early Stucky fandom, it's driven by this frenetic sense of passion. I don't think everyone believed that the ship would become canon, but in a way that's hard to describe, you can tell they believed it was real.
There is no self-consciousness. It is blisteringly sincere art
I feel like this kind of Storycosystem can't emerge with a franchise that actually understands what it's doing, or reckons with its own implications, or is actually uncomplicatedly good, because then, the NECESSITY of telling the story wouldn't be burning a hole in our heads.
Once, a painfully mainstream multimillion-dollar media franchise accidentally told like 14% of one of mankind's Great Stories
Half the problem is that a franchise that understood what it's doing would use that knowledge to prevent any gay shipping from being encouraged by the source media.
We'd have a One Interesting Dude Per Movie quota, and a very blatant yet still cardboard Official Female Love Interest and the romance would be milquetoast but it would also be just heartwarming enough to make people feel bad for "breaking them up" and who else would you ship him with anyway?
If the MCU knew what they were doing every movie hero would be the Onceler.
(But yes, I get you. The extent to which they give us all the building blocks AND the dream of the castles you could assemble them into, with just enough gaps to sear the ghost of the pattern into your soul . . . that is what strews the urge to create like tinder, coats it with accelerants and lights a match.)
We suspect Chekov never received swimming lessons. We may have thrown him into a lake on shore leave. We assumed he would float. He did not. There was a lot of screaming. Bones had to go in and get him. Jim said we aren’t allowed near bodies of water anymore.
My tumblr refreshed before i could reblog this and i genuinely screamed NO !!!!! Cuz i thought i’d lose it forever
saw two girls sharing a pair of headphones as they walked through a mall. nature finds a way
room cleaning postponed in light of what was supposed to be silly dancey high becoming a think about the passage of time high
This is UNTRUE!!!! If you’re new to Catholicism you HAVE to listen to MEEEEEEEEE. Here’s my advice:
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