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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
bliss lane
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Claire Keane
Love Begins
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Misplaced Lens Cap
JVL
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@sydmarch
tumblr user sydmarch testimonials are in:
hello i’m syd! early 30s, bi, nonbinary, they/them.
no bigots & no minors (minors are fine to interact with any sfw posts just please dont follow me. i almost always check new follows & if i see you're underage you're getting softblocked it's nothing personal!)
join my antiviral discord server (dm me if link expires)
under the cut is more abt me & links to my sideblogs
maybe this isn’t an interesting observation but I feel like people (myself included) equate the struggle/drudgery of writing with a failure to actually ‘do’ writing, instead of an extremely common and core component of writing. Like there’s an idealised sense that you’re only “doing writing” when you have these eureka moments that lead you to write like 3 pages in a single sitting. When realistically that is going to be a very small portion of your time actually spent writing. Thinking + reading + editing + struggling + zoning out + getting frustrated are all legitimate parts of “doing writing,” but even knowing that isn’t especially helpful. And it’s hard not to feel like a failure when this type of inspiration is absent because writing is idealised as a revelation-based activity. and that revelation can come in waves of course, where you feel like you’re on a roll for a while, but it’s not something that can be infinitely sustained, and the much more mundane reality is that revelation is not a common occurrence
I got a job at a gas station across from a casino and a guy keeps coming in to buy whole cartons of cigarettes and talks in the third person calling himself "snake eyes pete" and every time I tell him his total hes like "tell ya what if old Pete rolls a snake eyes why dont you give it to him for free?" and he rolls the same set of loaded dice on the counter and it does not matter how many times he rolls snake eyes I will not give him the cartons for free he gets so mad
"Sweeping Off the Male Gaze" by Japanese illustrator Yuko Shimizu.
"get him pregnant" well thats not my thing but to each their own
"get her pregnant" *takes up my sword and shield* i wont let you do that to her. ......................
you dhould be your own person. you are so young and insecure. at this rate you will never be able to find the cup or the scepter
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you dhould be your own person. you are so young and insecure. at this rate you will never be able to find the cup or the scepter
what
I wrote a tutorial on how to set up a deviantArt-like art gallery on a neocities (or other static site) come check it out:
It was a lot of work to put my art gallery together and get it working, but because I didn't see literally anything on creating such a gallery (other than ready-made templates) I decided to write up a tutorial hoping it will help others who want to code a more robust art gallery that goes beyond just using a simple slideshow/lightbox. Each image is its own post, like how deviantArt works.
This is a draft of the page where I copied my existing posts just to fill up the gallery and see how it fits:
and this is what my individual post looks like:
Addison shitposts
the backrooms are simply not as scary conceptually if there is Something In Them
the whole reason why they're so unnerving is BECAUSE there's nothing in them!! because they're unrelentingly liminal and lonely and uncomforting. there shouldn't be a monster guy in there chasing you. you should glimpse other humans (?) from a distance but they walk away before you can close the gap and then they're gone. things should run away from YOU. do u get it
"and there was a MONSTERowooowwohhhh" the monster is isolation and banal beige sameness and uncanny valley architecture. you fool. you rube. you're putting a hat on a hat and the second hat is not only unnecessary but it ruins the first hat!!!!!!! "there's a monster in there" great so now it's just another place for a monster to be. ridiculous
fine I will concede: you CAN actually put something in there while maintaining the vibes, but it should complement the location instead of just being a generic scary guy you could put literally anywhere
sometimes finding fic to read is "holy shit two cakes" and sometimes. sometimes it's 15k cakes but you have to filter out ten different ingredients and even then you're going through the rest like. "there's all these cakes, surely there'll be one i can enjoy. oh yay, is that my favourite ingredient? no, you've made the ingredient pregnant, never mind." like at what point do you just give up.
The long-headed toothpick grasshopper (Achurum carinatum) lives and feeds among tall grass in the southeast US.
They’re flightless and not very fast or agile by grasshopper standards, but like a stick insect their camouflage seems to make up for it!
In Florida, they breed year-round and are abundant in this prairie habitat in January when few other insects are active.
i want to smoke the long-headed toothpick grasshopper like a blunt
Wild horses crossing a river in Iran Photo: Eydi Heydari
i'm rewatching supernatural. this show is like, oedipal levels of unaware how incestuous and sexist it is. it's insane on reflection. great drama, gripping acting, but by g-d the writers had no self-awareness as to their poorly disguised fear and disgust with femininity as a whole (including gay and trans ppl)
women are always supporting characters, rarely live longer than two seasons, and often play into one of a select number of archetypes: the mother, the whore, the temptress, the liberal, the victim. women are placed in sam and dean's lives as pieces on a chessboard. they are often the first to attempt to manipulate men, are usually portrayed as inherently frail and selfish, and more often than not die painful, un-dignified deaths for shock. when they're not screaming for help, they're using the men, they're tricking them, they're plotting and scheming against them behind their backs. women play the role of a cosmic punishment in supernatural. every time a man trusts or embraces a woman (or anyone feminine, really) in their life, they pay dearly for it. the woman is taken for drama. the woman becomes evil and kills the man. the woman manipulates him and ruins his life, through drugs or magic or money. the consequences are always dire for the men as a lesson, a lesson of, "don't get close to women."
the huge popularity of incest shipping within the show makes total sense in this context. the winchesters can, quite literally, only rely on each other for basically anything. trying to reach out to anyone else for literally anything gets that person killed or destroyed or annihilated- even main characters that aren't necessarily feminine like bobby or crowley or castiel. but they become feminine in proximity to sam and dean, the last surviving badass patriarchs, who will destroy the world a million times over just to save each other. they quite literally forsake everyone and everything to keep each other close, and the story rewards it by perpetuating their lives for fifteen seasons. fifteen seasons of over twenty episodes each. the winchesters continue to live despite the stakes of supernatural ramping continuously to the point where they are fighting G-d himself by the end, after raising the antichrist as their own son (which is a whole bag of worms on its own...)
this leads you to ask, what's my takeaway here? supernatural seems to imply that the natural order of power flows from the most masculine man to the next most. john winchester to dean. dean to sam. sam to whatever supporting character is around them that hasn't died yet. and so the brothers turn to each other, their enmeshed relationship based on the individualist, western white-picket-fence nuclear-family ideals of "protecting your family". they say this constantly in the show. they say they need to look after each other, protect each other. and in a world of unimaginable monsters, certainly this is reasonable- the boys both die many times throughout the series! but because they refuse to open up to anyone else completely, they are redeemed, sometimes literally. the moment the brothers begin to set their sights on anything other than each other, they are taken advantage of and killed violently, or inflict this on others. of course people think they want to fuck each other. they can't have any other partners. even dean's love interest castiel, who he was supposed to reciprocate his love for in the finale, was snubbed the final moment of closure because the queerbaiting doesn't even take priority over the winchesters' co-dependence. this is jjba levels of misogyny wrapping around to homosexuality. it's like yaoi world but the men never kiss. i get why teenage girls and cougars like it. it's fujoshi edging. the men get close but never kiss. never. they aren't allowed.
Sorry am on lsd. Shouldn't have told you 2 eat a sandwich. That is your decision not mine. Sorry
this ask is so awesome. my favorite part is I can't find the other ask they're apologizing for.
