[herukproperty]

The mantra this one lives its life by

[timothywinters]

voting for paid parental leave but for kink reasons

[dozydawn]

“Two women rest and have a cigarette during a horseback adventure through rough terrain circa July, 1954 in Jasper, Alberta, Canada. Photo by Hy Peskin.”

[yeoldenews]

A small selection of children attempting to spell the word 'velocipede' in Dear Santa letters from the 1880s/90s.

[timothywinters]

Being the only person who gives the answer in a tutorial when you don't know the answer is a form of chivalry actually. I forgot what Wilson's Disease is but I will defend this 62-year-old woman from the total silence of forty medical students with my life, much as a mediaeval knight would I assume

[timothywinters]

my recycling bin has frozen over

[binturong-of-the-day]

The binturong of annoying your big brother

[timothywinters]

Men are very bad at writing fetishy matriarchies. Like, when I write them I am also getting off on it, I can just recognise that the worst punishment a woman can inflict on a man in a matriarchy is not going to be forced feminisation.

[timothywinters]

Maybe it's just me but I can't kink on like... the concept of a female Prime Minister. Fascinated by people who can, though.

[timothywinters]

Men are very bad at writing fetishy matriarchies. Like, when I write them I am also getting off on it, I can just recognise that the worst punishment a woman can inflict on a man in a matriarchy is not going to be forced feminisation.

[orphiclovers-deactivated2026032]

If I was in a fanfiction and started coughing up flowers while working at a flower shop (because this is a flower shop au) I would NOT connect my crush on the tattoo artist next door to the flower cough situation. I would freak the fuck out and think the pollen at work was doing some Last of Us shit to me, quit my job and move FAR away. inadvertently my flame for the tattoo artist would fade with distance, solving my hanahaki situation and proving my 'the flowers were trying to turn me into a plant zombie' theory

[timothywinters]

Okay I know I am the queen of annoying pretentious fic but what if I wrote a PHM/Aniara fusion. What then.

[timothywinters]

I read Yesteryear and it was like. Fine. I thought Natalie and Caleb's early-days realistically terrible marriage was good, I also thought the depiction of post-partum depression without knowing the term was really well done. I thought the twist was annoying.

But the thing that really struck me was how un-Christian Natalie's... general environment was?

Like, sure. I will believe that Harvard treats conservative Christians as some kind of alien species. But the lack of inspirational Instagram posts about her #SeasonOfLife, or quoting Paul- you know Natalie would refer to herself as a Proverbs 31 wife, both sarcastically in her head when she's getting up at 4am to stage another video and in her posts. She would be selling devotionals and Marketing her Ministry!

There could have been so much conflict over church- maybe their pastor is buying into conspiracy theories or Caleb is getting conspiracies from another angle aside from the internet, maybe Natalie does annoying matching clothes to church with her daughters for photos that Clementine changes last-minute for another source of friction. Maybe they can't get to church because their farm is too far away and Natalie feels really isolated!

Also- there wasn't a Bible in the 1850s, I guess? Natalie never felt the need to read Scripture and pick up a potential plot point when either she noticed the Bible was missing, or, I dunno, a family tree in the front! A publishing date! Cmon!

[nobrashfestivity]

Leonora Carrington The Giantess (The Guardian of the Egg) 1947

[jareckiworld]

Leonora Carrington (1917-2011) — "Edwardian Hunt Breakfast" [oil on canvas, 1956]

[tyger-land]

𝗟𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗼𝗻 Ikon. 1988. Egg tempera on panel: 77 × 61 cm (30 × 24 in).

[timothywinters]

new fic out now

[wovi]

[vampireianthe]

[txt id: "What an age! Every one is dying, everything is dying, and the earth is dying also, eaten up by the sun and wind. I don't know where I get the courage to keep on living in the midst of these ruins. Let us love each other to the end. -George Sand, Letter to Gustave Flaubert, 27th June 1870" /end id]

[mathysphere]

In 1999, on the 30th anniversary of the first moonwalk, the members of rec.crafts.textiles.needlework shared their memories of the historic event. Transcripts in alt text.