i'll settle down with some old story

I saw a tweet that asked “has there even been a baby who sat in the Stanley cup, then proceeded to join the nhl/win a Stanley cup?” and my dumb ass confindently went “JACK ZIMMERMANN”

the urge to write is like a cat meowing for dear life for someone to open the goddamn door, who then shows utter disinterest in said open door

Is it socially acceptable to use opaque watercolors, or is that considered gouache?

I’m a patron of the arts (I leave nice comments on aO3).

I'm a patron of the arts (I reblog on Tumblr dot com)

Reblog and put in the tags what your blog title (not URL!) is a reference to.

also sorry i’m so tired of people acting like they can have nothing in common with someone a few years older or younger than them. have you never had coworkers who aren’t your exact age. have you never taken an art class with someone thirty years older than you. have you never had a friend. like did covid fry everyone’s brains this badly

Reblog this and tell me what was your biggest crying over a piece of fiction. You can be vague if you don't want to spoil.

“autism wouldn’t have been difficult before capitalism” “nothing that caused me burnout existed before industrialization” well what if your boots feel weird against your skin. and your cape is itchy and too heavy. and your brooch keeps making an annoying sound everytime you move and this party is too loud and you’re hungry and there’s pigeon stew but you can’t stand the texture of pigeon so you ate some olives and now your hands feel oily and gross and you drank a little bit too much wine (bc there’s no clear water. also it was too bitter) so now your head hurts and you feel a little hot but not hot enough to take your cape off and you promised this time we leave when I asked, Aurelius! you promised! and don’t forget we still have a three hour ride back home you promised it’s not going to be like last time! or something of the sort.

the ‘Life only started sucking in the 19th century’ attitude as anti-capitalist praxis is truly hilarious like. personally, if the sun was even a tiny little bit too hot on the back of my neck while i was being kidnapped and taken as a war captive after *insert empire here* conquered my home i wouldve been pissed. praefectus if the shackles feel weird on my skin im killing us both

holy shit I've never seen this articulated but OP is EXACTLY RIGHT.

post so nice had to reblog it twice and force it down everyone's throats

Always reblog I love my sisters this is big news