Iron Myr

Our celestial lovers are reunited today! It warms my heart to see people reblogging this art again, almost 7 years later 🧡

I actually think all fairies are fat, in their natural habitat. The Irish used iron horseshoes to protect their milk and butter stashes from fairies bc they love cream so much. Cream and berries and honey and ale, all day every day. If you see a skinny fairy she is underfed, give her some sugar water like you would a tired bumblebee 🍰

“it isnt something you have to read critically” well 😭

this technically is true but I think this also perfectly encapsulates why I am inherently distrustful of like. “”cozy”” “turn your brain off” fiction lmfao. like okay WHO gets to turn their brain off and who has to suffer through bigoted caricatures of themselves while everyone else is having cozy silly no brain time 😐

“it isnt something you have to read critically” well 😭

this technically is true but I think this also perfectly encapsulates why I am inherently distrustful of like. “”cozy”” “turn your brain off” fiction lmfao. like okay WHO gets to turn their brain off and who has to suffer through bigoted caricatures of themselves while everyone else is having cozy silly no brain time 😐

Nobody ever says "it's not that deep" when you compliment a story. That shit only gets brought out as an excuse.

“it isnt something you have to read critically” well 😭

this technically is true but I think this also perfectly encapsulates why I am inherently distrustful of like. “”cozy”” “turn your brain off” fiction lmfao. like okay WHO gets to turn their brain off and who has to suffer through bigoted caricatures of themselves while everyone else is having cozy silly no brain time 😐

"art should comfort the comfortable! what do you mean 'the disturbed?' ...i don't know.. that's scary"

Tumblr users are addicted to telling on themselves when precisely 0 people asked for it

I for one would be embarrassed as fuck to announce that I have a hard time relating to both real and fictional women, that I find no meaning in black art forms, or that I find trans people of my desired gender invariably unattractive. Like if those were things I believed then even my therapist couldn't get that out of me. And yet.

true power comes to those who wear the pencil skirt without tucking

Not to be a lesbian, but oh my god