#cartoonsun

[fairycosmos]

I thought you had unfollowed me and for a few days I was feeling rather sad about it because I enjoy our very distant connection and observing you and your life and then you reblogged something from me and I realized that you hadn't and I was like ! fantastic

omg! i would never unfollow You to me even the concept is blasphemous i mean. where would i get my tumblr blogger content if not from cartoonsun <3 where would i go to feel Understood <3 for real i love ur presence/ ur blog too much to do that like im so serious. im sad u were sad wth! but i think we'll remain beloved mutuals till the end of time. also im glad u enjoy observing my life and my posts and stuff genuinely - sometimes when it comes to mutuals im like God i hope im not annoying them so god bless and thank fuck. ILY <3

[synesindri]

was going to send these before reblogging mb 4, 14, 24, 34, 43, 44

this is an excellent series of _4 questions + 43, idk if that was on purpose but i dig it

4. which cryptyd being do you believe in?

i don't think there's any in particular...i do think it's likely that there are types of Thing out there that nobody has managed to document but that have been seen and mythologized, but idk which of the various cryptids are most likely to be real/real-ish. i do think whatever it is probably is pretty different from the version of it that people talk about, though

14. do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

i love the smell of everything after it rains! yes <3

24. if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

i might be misremembering something you've mentioned about a skillset you have but even if i am i think it would be fun to do facepaint on each other on a rooftop...i hope there would be some amount of roasting based on zodiac stuff (you are so right about my sun/moon/rising being a disaster but i want to know more kjhghj)...there is a theoretical conversation that interweaves throughout all of this that i'm imagining that i can only characterize as "loosely tied to reality but mostly not" but idk if that is actually a helpful description lol

34. is there a song you know every word to by heart?

many, but if you asked me to sing something off the top of my head rn it would be leonard cohen's hallelujah

43. what’s your take on spicy foods?

loooove

44. you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

realistically i'd think about this and do research for like months before actually using it to get the most out of it but my kneejerk answers are 1) elon musk who i have to hear about every goddamn day due to culture and my job, or 2) someone who shall remain unnamed, for affectionate reasons

[mushroomcaphat]

your tags about the post with the legs and me tagging it gender made me shriek

sfhjkddh that post is by my ex and dear friend @morgutio so i have a somewhat jarring moment of recognition every time i see it on a stranger's blog and well. he read through the notes while we were on a phone call the other night and almost every tag was some variant on #gender, like easily 4/5 tags

[thepoisonroom]

[striffyisme]

444

your vibes are so cool, honestly still a wee bit amazed that we're mutuals, cause you're like, way out of my friend-league lol. the little bits i get to see of ur life are fascinating, and you're a wee bit of an enigma, but i love hearing your insights on things, and i think you will always carry a tiny piece of my soul with you

[wonderful-murderous-thing]

"there's something slippery about a name, like raindrops or loose keys so they always kept five in their pocket at a time. good luck charms to rub between his thumb when he got nervous or leave on the edge of a gas station counter when they became too heavy to bear. life was one long procession, dragging behind him and snagging on the sidewalk cracks so it was nice to leave something behind for once, to carry less even for a moment. the person he was felt too big for a name, an expansion that was constantly pressing on the edges of the world. he felt divine on the inside, like spirits trapped in a jar or the burn from a pyre. "love me." they would whisper, hands shaking on the steering wheel of their car. "love me." they would say into a lover shoulder. "love me." they would say at the shifting reflection of the mirror. it felt big to ask, even if he had so much of it to give.

if this was his story, then he wanted to write over the pages in big bold strokes. there was supposed to be more magick in the world, it was supposed to mean something. the heartache was a red thread to follow toward glory but he had walked so many paths only to find it tied to lightning charred branches. they disintegrated beneath his fingers and he smudged them under the corner of his eyes as a reminder to never follow them again. he always did. hope was the wicked thing in the box, but he loved the way the light felt.

he wondered if the gods heard his petitions, if the green growth would ever push his rib cage and bloom big enough for someone, anyone to see and marvel at. "it is hardly bearable." he would say, smile licking up the side of his face. and it was, but he bore it.

still, the dawn breaks every morning casting a beam of light across his face. he laces his boots twice with careful hands, throws on a jacket that makes him feel broad and formidable. there is more living to be done, always more and perhaps, it will be better tomorrow."

[livepasthope]

A story is true. A story is untrue. As time extends it matters less and less. The stories we want to be believe... Those are the ones that survive, despite upheaval and transition, and progress. Those are the stories that shape history. And then what does it matter if it was true when it was born? It's found truth in its maturity... Because what's it all for if it goes unremembered? It's the art that leaves the mark. But to leave it, it must transcend. It must speak for itself. It must be true.

[leguin]

8, 11, 13, 20, 24, 29 for the book asks

8. Fantasy or scifi?

Oh, tough one...scifi as an adult, fantasy as a kid, but it's still relatively close. I think the isolation and alienation present in a lot of scifi really appeals to me now in a way that I found scarier as a kid, and I also have found more well-written adult scifi than I have fantasy.

11. Have you ever bought a book because of who the author was?

Frequently! I bought a whole set of strangely cheap 1st edition Edna St. Vincent Millay books after reading three poems of hers online, and do not regret it.

13. Are you a fan of autobiographies?

My immediate thought was yes, but I'm actually not sure. The only proper autobio I own is Dirk Bogarde's collected memoirs, which are excellent because Dirk Bogarde was a very critical, observant judgmental man with an interesting life and a talent for writing, but I can't think of a non-graphic novel autobio I've liked aside from Bogarde's work.

20. Do you read e-books?

Yes, although much less frequently than I used to. I spent 9th grade living in a very rural area with some family friends, and going to the library was a whole trek, and there was no regular internet connection, so whenever we did go out I would download everything that looked even remotely interesting from the 'top 100 free kindle books' list onto my kindle. I read a lot of romance novels and little 'history of anthropology' type books back then. Now I'm sick to death of reading things on screens, so I mostly only read e-books if I can't easily buy the book or get it from the library.

24. How willing are you to lend your books to other people?

Hm, both very willing and not. I tend to pick up multiple copies of books if I want other people to read them, and then I just give them away. I think I worry in general that I might never get a book back, but if someone asked me for a specific book I'd be happy to lend it.

29. What's the biggest book you ever read, and how many pages did it have?

I'm really not sure about individual books, but the longest series I've ever read was Tad William's Otherland series, which is just over 3,000 pages (I enjoyed and was disturbed by it).