Beyond the Mysterious Beyond

"3D printing clothes so they can be custom made to fit you" TAILORS THEYRE FUCKING CALLED TAILORS AND THEY DON'T NEED TO WORK WITH MELTED PLASTIC

garak @ the replicators on DS9

doomscrolling thru the weather app

okay not to ocpost again but the worst thing about having an oc is sometimes they become The Character to you. and you need to talk to someone about it like wow I can’t stop thinking about The Character… but in order to do so you have to like sit them down and explain everything about your oc first. and then it’s just you explaining your writing ideas. i need to talk about them the same way i would talk about any random character i love to someone.

Booty shorts with “it’s plot exposition, it has to go somewhere” on the ass

basically my favorite thing to do is imagine The Character in some sort of situation of terrible emotional turmoil. it’s like enrichment for me

i dont like that i have a body it makes me very uncomfortable living in this flesh thing get it off me

snakes really make you appreciate how gross mammals really are. squamates are very dry and clean

a bird is a kind of reptile that has learned to be yucky.

let’s give it up for graphic depictions of violence three cheers for graphic depictions of violence

Does anyone remember a summer that wasn't Evil

personified locations will just never stop being compelling. forests that resent you for entering them. houses that grow lonely and hateful until they start to haunt themselves. a city with a beating heart and veins and lungs and a soul. places that love and lose. places that feel pain. places that will never let you go. places that want you out. banger after banger after banger it just doesn’t get better than that.

there’s few things that are more disappointing than when you finish a really good book, go online to find fandom content and there’s maybe 3 fanart pieces, a dozen fics and the most of the posts are from three years ago when the fandom was actually active.

“If you deny any affinity with another person or kind of person, if you declare it to be wholly different from yourself—as men have done to women, and class has done to class, and nation has done to nation—you may hate it, or deify it, but in either case you have denied its spiritual equality, and its human reality. You have made it into a thing, to which the only possible relationship is a power relationship. And thus you have fatally impoverished your own reality.” Ursula K. Le Guin "American SF and The Other" in Science-Fiction Studies 7, 1975.

I live a very balanced life of noticing things nobody else does and not noticing the things that literally everybody notices

Pottery sounds terrifying to me. Every post I see is like "Here's this awesome art I made!! Pray for me that it survives The Kiln™ :')" I don't think I could cope with making art that could quite easily blow up and I have no way of controlling that. You guys are true heroes.