YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY
It’s December 10th now and I’m putting this in my queue for next year.
It is indeed December 10th
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YOU GUYS IT’S DECEMBER 10TH YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND THIS HAS BEEN IN MY QUEUE SINCE FEBRUARY
It’s December 10th now and I’m putting this in my queue for next year.
It is indeed December 10th
happy Thursday the 20th
I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
TODAY
Since it’s now August 20, 2020… The next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th:
May 2021
January 2022
October 2022
April 2023
July 2023
June 2024
February 2025
March 2025
November 2025
August 2026
If you wanted to set your queue for the next six years.
THANK WHATEVER COSMIC BEING IS OUT THERE THAT THIS CAME UPON MY DASH HAPPY THURSDAY THE 20TH!!!!
happy Thursday the 20th guys
Holy shit, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a Tumblr post with this many notes. See you all in April!
Hey fanfic writers who know their way around the kitchen, I have an idea for you:
Pick two characters that you like writing together, and a recipe you're proud of doing really well, and then write a short story of the two of them making that dish, depicted in such precise detail that someone reading through it could actually reproduce the dish by just following the instructions written into the action and dialogue.
If you're so inclined, you may keep sprinkling the story with red herring hints that the story is going to get ~saucy~ at some point, but it doesn't. You're just showing your readers how to make one hella damn good lemon meringue. Nobody fucks around your lemon meringue.
keep sprinkling in the hints about saucyniss until near the end, and then have one of them go "wait. did we forget the sauce?"
reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform
I am forever of the opinion that SO many people would be so much happier if they stopped trying to fit their relationships and feelings into "just friends" and "romantic partners". man those are two boxes. twoooo. you are an entire living being. you are alive and your brain is full of electric signals and your body is sending crazy chemicals all over the place. you cannot always cram your experiences into two neat cookie cutter shapes. you are alive on this stupid gay earth please relax and have fun. I love you
some of you need to look up alterous attraction and relationship anarchy and queerplatonicism. and some of you need to stop policing other peoples' relationships because you're uncomfortable that they don't fit into your two funny boxes. my wizard wisdom
really really funny update 2 days later. I was arospec this whole time and didn't realise. love you guys hope everyone has a crazy revelation that makes everything click into place too
when I was a kid I thought the weather guy on TV controlled the weather and he was just telling us what he was gonna do for the next few days. when he said "30% chance of rain Thursday" I thought he was just guessing how likely it was he'd wake up in a rain mood that morning
I feel like I need to explain. there was a whole internal logic here. there was fucking worldbuilding. I knew there were different weather people on the news in different places and I thought each one was the weather decider for their local area. I knew the word "meteorologist" and thought it was a scientist who had expertise in weather control technology. I never questioned why there was bad weather sometimes because "bad weather" was subjective, after all, I liked cloudy days and snow. and the plants need rain, right? so I figured the weather guy probably had regular meetings with local farmers and gardeners to make sure the amount of precipitation and sunlight we were getting was working out for the crops. I never spoke about this to anyone, because I thought everyone knew. at some point my parents had said "this guy on TV tells us what kind of weather we're going to have" and I misunderstood exactly one fundamental point and built out an enormous set of logical conclusions from there. this lasted from like age 3 to age 6 btw
Právě jsem si vzpomněla na frázi "vyser si oko".
Čeština je tak krásná 💖💖💖💖
Hoďte mi sem vaše oblíbence! :3
Moje máma říká o špatně složeném a nevyžehleném prádle, že je ,,jak z prdele vytažené"
„čumí jak Bulhar do mlátičky“
co brácha objevil internet
„halekaj jak Komančové na válečné stezce“
buď jsem převzala z nějaké česky psané fanfikce, když mi bylo 13, anebo jsem s tím tehdy sama přišla, každopádně vím, že jsem to použila v jedné staré povídce
„a sežral úplně všechno včetně stolu, u kterýho seděl“
kdykoliv někdo něco sní
skoro přesná citace z dětské knížky mojí ségry
+ většina veršů z knížky Kdo to je, kdo to je, kdo ten záchod blokuje?
používá to rád hlavně táta (jak jinak)
hey so. don't do this. being a minor doesn't give you an excuse to be an entitled piece of shit. if you're old enough to use the internet and communicate with strangers online, you're old enough to know basic manner. fanfic writers write for themselves, they don't owe you anything. you’re privileged enough to read their works for free. either be respectful to them or shut the hell up.
to clarify, this didn’t happen to me. I found it on twitter and it made my blood boil
by the way, if you talk like this to a stranger in real life, you might get a black eye. I don’t condone violence, but sometimes if you fuck around, you’ll find out. it’s one thing to joke like this with your friend, someone you’re close with. but a stranger? know your boundaries.
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im 16, and I would never comment in this way. Genuinely sounds like a 12 year old. Its so obvious when someone hasnt been in fandom spaces for very long, like aside of the fact that that's rude, it doesnt even slightly follow etiquette
and seeing other teens call someone old for having a job is so funny.. like half of my firends have jobs, and even those that dont often dont have time to regularly write
Some people haven't been reading fanfction since middle school and it shows, where's the etiquette
occasionally I am struck dumb by the sublime beauty of the world in the small moments, you know?
egg
i drew it
hey I hope you dont mind I also painted your egg
i also painted the egg hope that's ok
i heard we were painting egg?
I love how this shows how real artists drawing a thing aren't just representing the thing, but showing you what THEY found beautiful in it.
hope I'm not too late to paint egg! watercolors :)
i too have drawn the egg
heres my egg
Love every single one of these eggs. No yeah of course it's still okay to write your vampire story or whatever, even if a thousand people have done it before you. Your art will still be uniquely yours and people will find something fresh in your perspective. Paint your egg.
If I ever wrote a superhero story I’d want there to be a recurring shitty C-list supervillain in the background whose power was changing something’s colour and all her villainous plots would be colour-themed things like “If the city council doesn’t give me a million dollars, I will turn the city of GREEN Bay into the city of RED Bay!” and she’d turn the Golden Gate Bridge magenta or whatever.
So it’s all low-stakes villainy, but everyone absolutely hates fighting her because her very shitty superpower works really really well, and there are dozens of background characters who’ve fought her that are just permanently green now
#the wildest thing about this is that it COULD be incredibly powerful #you turn solar panels white they aren’t gonna work anymore and that’s gonna fuck up your whole grid on a very Temperature day #you can blind people the same way #turn some water red. make your own murder scene #fuck up traffic and hide warning signs. or fences. or a building #blackmail your local hidden spy facility with neons #absolutely demolish a politician’s career because who can take a bright lime guy seriously? #red tides are devastating for a tourist beach economy #that sort of thing. you get it #but the point is she’s got all the tools and she’s hitting the nail with a wrench for no reason
@hedgewitchnecromancer yes exactly. “You can alter any material on the fly and you’re using it for superpowered vandalism?! You could destroy the environment by changing the colour of chlorophyll!”
“But I don’t want to destroy the environment. I want to turn Yellowstone purple.”
@copperbadge
Her normie alter ego works in a children's hospital.
It's actually so fucking weird that your identity is absolute these days. like, it's been normalized to the point we don't think of it much, but until a hundred years ago, hell even less, you could just kinda. go somewhere else, and be a new person. and that's not a thing anymore.
Yk this is fully untrue right? You can fully still do this if you're willing to change and let go of everything at literally any moment you want
since a good few people now have said this i want to be clear: you can move to a new town still and change socially, but like. the government still knows who you are. so do tons of corporations. your identity follows you.
13 hours later and the parade of stupid comments like this has not stopped =_=
a guy named Rusty cage did a video on how it's impossible to leave your identity behind unless you become a eunuch
fuck hermit I meant hermit
Identity is stored in the balls.
i think it's fucked up that there are plants that decided they wanted to eat meat
a plant's job is literally to just exist but the venus flytrap chose violence
what if i gently laid an uncooked steak on the soil for it to absorb
my tree biology teacher fed her calcium-deficient tree a whole-ass bbq rib bone - she stuck it in the ground near the base of the tree (after eating the meat off of it), and when she came back to collect it to show the tree biology class it was GONE
the tree had grown a root up through the center of it & out through the sides
also there’s an old story about a man who was buried beneath a tree, and when they went to exhume the body it had been completely absorbed by the tree’s roots- you could see the shape of the body in the way the roots grew, splitting up for clearly defined arms and legs. trees will absolutely eat a steak if you bury it & they need the nutrients.
that’s horrifying! thank you
Bury me under a mineral deficient tree please and thank you.
Bury me under
a mineral deficient
tree please and thank you.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
misogynists love to mock women who have standards by saying “no man will want you, you’re going to end up old and alone with your cats” but most crazy cat ladies had a husband at some point. men just live shorter lives than women, that’s why there are a disproportionate amount of single women 70+. a woman can have a loving husband and still end up alone in the end because we die like hamsters. lol.
*goes though the author's entire ao3 library* *leaves comments on every chapter* *subscribes to the author on ao3* *follows the author on tumblr* *follows the author on twitter* *follows the author to their house* Hi, I really like your fics—
sir. SIR. there are 6 whole ass days between our class and the deadline for homeworks. WHY do you decide to upload it 2 days prior to the deadline!! people have a life, you know! kurník
Icelandic horses are so fun, Icelanders were like “We need a very strong horse to deal with the rugged landscape and inhospitable conditions. We must create the best all terrain vehicle.“ and the result was this:
And they absolutely get the job done but they look like stuffed animals.
Was explaining some gender things to a straight cis friend today vis a vis gender presentation VS gender identity when it suddenly dawned on me with much the same horror as getting to work and realizing you left the stove on, that unless you've been immersed in a queer culture for some time you'd have no way of knowing that appearing androgynous/indeterminate/wildly gender-nonconforming is HOT
(Running around knocking things over in a panic) NOBODY TOLD THE NONQUEERS THAT BLURRING THE GENDER BINARY IS THE GOAL SOMETIMES SHIT SHIT SHIT
Friend of mine at work was expressing frustration at not knowing someone's gender on sight and I had to find a way to gently tell them that thirty of my closest friends regularly leave the house thinking "boy I hope someone has to fucking take a guess today" without sounding like it was all a huge prank
God no wonder people felt so bad getting my gender "wrong" growing up. They thought it was a fucking insult
Bruh I was THRILLED
i've told this story before, but pre-transition (and really pre-egg crack) i was still pretty androgynous when i put the effort in, and worked a very public-facing job. i would regularly get young children asking if i was a boy or girl, and their parents were always SO QUICK to jump in and start apologizing (occasionally calling me ma'am in doing so which i found hilarious) and i always played it down like i didn't mind, partly out of customer service muscle memory and partly because i genuinely didn't mind. it wasn't until i relayed one of these experiences to a coworker that it REALLY confused me though, because on hearing it, her instinctual reaction was to be offended on my behalf and start "reassuring" me that i definitely looked like a man and she didn't know how anyone could "mistake" me otherwise. seeing someone who knew me (as well as one can know a shut-in coworker) jump to my "defense" like that really drove it home that yeah, a lot of non-queer people do see that confusion as an insult. i still don't fully understand why and don't think i ever will