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mxtxnet

Happy Pride!

hedgewyse

and a happy hanguang JUNe

correctopinionhaver

keep liking my posts and we’re gonna end up as longtime mutuals who never talk to each other

dailynarnia

is jake gyllenhaal gay??

why would you ask us, a narnia blog, this

eddysonline

The original flag, by Gilbert Baker, June 25, 1978.

knightclubbing

worry not my lord, allow me to unscrew that jar for you. i would not want for you to strain your hand or break a nail. alright. hmm. HMMMM. HNNNGRGHHHHHH. HNNGGHHHH HRRRRRGHHH. AAAAAARGHHHHHHH fucking. squire fetch me my grippy gloves

azaablue

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

nondelphic

writing tip: put words on page. hope this helps. i will not be taking questions because i have not done this

strayklds

HAN back to life, 2026

whorerific

wei wuxian is such a lesson in contradiction like he's so nice he's a jerk he's so smart he's very naive he's friends with everyone nobody likes him he's the best cultivator alive he can't use a sword he's a whore he's a virgin he's lazy he'll work for days without sleep he's so calm under pressure his temper is atrocious his ego is massive he has no self worth he's dead he's alive he's a saint he's a monster he's a victim he's a villain he's a great teacher he's a terrible student he's a charmer he's so so annoying he saves everyone's asses he's the reason they're in this mess he's a brother but not really he's a son but not really he's a father but not really he's a sect leader with no sect he's so selfish he puts everyone before himself he made so many choices there was nothing else he could have done like no wonder it's so difficult for people to understand him he's literally everything

womanguy

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

headspace-hotel

In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"

We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines

headspace-hotel

We will be feeding our grandchildren strawberries and raspberries we grew in our gardens, dragging them along to the farmers' markets for tomatoes and eggs and goats milk and pickles and pecans and salsa and sunflower seed butter and jars of honey, as they complain and drag their feet because Gramma always stands around talking to people for like an HOUR

and we will say "When I was YOUR age, fruits and vegetables came from a supermarket and they were bred to get shipped 1000 miles in a truck and sit on shelves for weeks, and they tasted so sour and watery it was like eating paper compared to these ones. It wasn't even legal in some places to grow your own food"

and they will roll their eyes like yeah yeah just because everything was miserable in the 20s doesn't mean I have to have a smile on my face standing in the hot sun while you listen to that one guy talk about his bees FOREVER

But they will go, because there might be baby goats.