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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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JBB: An Artblog!
Stranger Things
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@rainingmoondrops
My favorite quirk of American English is that since we're constantly exaggerating, sometimes it's more intense to say something slightly less intense. Because like, it means you actually thought about it.
"you look great!" - normal. Anyone could say this. Could be true or could just be lying to be nice. Very normal expected thing to say to someone
"you look good." - gay as hell thing to say to someone.
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Today I wanted to talk about Kyle Bassinga. Kyle was a 21 year old man from Georgia, whose family described him as "a kind, thoughtful, and smart young man who loved nature, music, and the people around him". Kyle Bassinga was killed on February 18th 2026, just ten days after his birthday. He was found hanging from a tree in a park.
The police ruled it a suicide. The family and local community demanded an investigation. The police refused to change their ruling.
I know this website it too white for this to really go anywhere, but an understanding of the present reality of white supremacy in the United States is just so important to transfeminism here. Lynchings never stopped, white supremacy never went away, you just stopped looking.
[wishing so bad to vaguepost but not wanting to send harassment after anyone] i saw a post. and it was bad.
I don't have time for tumblr discourse they're calling the very hungry caterpillar degenerate art over on twitter
good art is when something looks like real life, the more real it looks the more better the art. abstracted figures give my trad children nightmares, one time they were exposed to cubism and couldn't go outside for a week
Huh fascinating, I wonder what the fash have against Eric Carle? I wonder what he might have said about his life, and influences, and early experiences that makes them say he’s part of an ‘insalubrious culture’?
Franz Marc (1880-1916) was a German painter and printmaker, one of the key figures of the German Expressionist movement.
I was tidying up a room, and right in the middle of it I saw a massive grandfather clock. At some point I noticed it had the AO3 symbol on it, so obviously I decided to take a picture and post it on Tumblr.
Except I accidentally captioned it, “guys check this out, I’ve got the one and only AO3 grandfather cock.”
I realized immediately, but by the time I reblogged it with “CLOCK” in all caps, it was too late. It had already done numbers on this hellsite.
#mygrandfathercock
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graduated and was blessed by ladybug freaks 💛🐞🎓
Maedhros: What's the most polite way to phrase 'you fucked up big time and need to fix this now or else' in a letter to one's brothers? Fingon: 'Hello, I hope this letter finds you before I do'
practicing self care less out of self love and more for the sheer logical reasoning of it’d be kinda stupid of me to expect myself to be able to function without proper maintenance
“oh i don’t deserve rest and relaxation, i haven’t done enough, i haven’t earned it” and my car’s breaks don’t deserve break fluid because they aren’t breaking well enough to earn it. that’s what you sound like!!!!!
"'I don't know' isn't an answer" alright man then I'll just. Fuckin. Enter my philosophical mind-palace and check the fuckin akashic records. Real quick lemme just catch and cook and eat the Salmon of All Knowledge. Tell me ur question again so I can real quick climb to the highest branches of the Yggdrasil and lay it at the feet of Freda the all-wise Queen of Heaven. Dickhead.
"I don't know isn't an answer" and "there is no try" are the two phrases that took an otherwise honest child and created a child who carefully calculated lies about deliberate naughtiness so that I didn't get talked at for hours. I still got talked at for hours, but at least it was about the fictional child who had deliberately done The Bad Thing.
I worked out that "it looked like fun" was a good lie. "Other kids were doing it" was a bad lie, as was "I didn't think about the consequences". "I wasn't thinking about how you/other adults would feel about it/perceive it" had to be carefully used. Anything that implied lack of understanding brought out the lectures about how I was Responsible, and other bullshit words that mean 'I don't want you to behave like a child, why can't you be a little adult with no agency and no desires'.
As an adult, I lie like breathing to people I don't hold tight within my heart. Not big lies. Little lies, like making up a fussy family member I'm looking for a gift for when attempting to explain to a store clerk why the thing they have so helpfully provided doesn't suit. I make a concerted effort to give only truth to those I hold tight, but I make no promises that I'm ever giving the whole truth. I don't have it in me to ever be truly transparent.
Those phrases, in part, also created the mindset that led that same child to contemplate trying to hide/clean the injury that needed 27 stitches. The young adult who never gave anything of their personal life to the parent. The adult who won't ask people for their personal information, it has to be volunteered. Who possibly has never had an honest and free discussion with the non-custodial parent.
"'I don't know' isn't an answer" alright man then I'll just. Fuckin. Enter my philosophical mind-palace and check the fuckin akashic records. Real quick lemme just catch and cook and eat the Salmon of All Knowledge. Tell me ur question again so I can real quick climb to the highest branches of the Yggdrasil and lay it at the feet of Freda the all-wise Queen of Heaven. Dickhead.
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but people shouldn't react to the incentives i create. they should just be virtuous and do the thing i want instead
I think everyone ought to have the opportunity to make art, but you should not view "the joy of the artist making art" as the fundamental reason why other people pay to see your art
you have to be able to separate the value to you from the value to everyone else when thinking about things or you're going come off as frankly self-centered.
You don't need to give a shit about anyone else when you make your art, but if you want attention or resources other people don't get to make it, you might have to consider what anyone but you gets out of that arrangement.
At Anthrohio when emceeing the dance comp I joked with a dancer that they needed to stop doing crowd work, that was the comedian’s domain. A member of the audience in the front row looked at me and said lowly “Yeah but where’s the comedian?”
Well fucking played.
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My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying
Well-to-do finance manager with tidy shoes: "Why hello, sweetheart. Can you say 'hi'? Aren't you cute. Are you on a trip with your mom?"
4 year old me: why must we do this
Fantastic old woman in the leopard print coat: "Why yes, my tooth IS real silver! Nobody ever asks me that. Do you like cats?"
4 year old me, suddenly paying attention: Finally, A Person Of Intellect
Me when I see the word beaʃte
In my head: ah! The archaic form of the letter s! Being a casual scholar of linguistics myself I am well aware that though it resembles the letter f in modern typography in fact it is phonetically identical to s! How foolish it would be to stumble into such a simple lexiconical pitfall!
Me aloud to myself every time: beeft
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There is one very important thing I need people without major dietary restrictions to understand: the distress caused by allergies, celiac disease, and other food restrictions is largely not about the food.
Do I miss some foods I can't eat anymore without getting sick? Sure, but that's not what really bothers me. What bothers me is being excluded from a huge portion of human social life of which food is a crucial component. What bothers me is the stress and social stigma of trying to figure out what I can safely eat. What bothers me is the amount of extra work and cost that is required of me to identify, obtain, and prepare safe foods. What bothers me is people treating my needs like a nuisance, as though I chose to be like this - as though their brief inconvenience to check an ingredients list is unreasonable, when I deal with this every day of my life forever.
I don't miss the food that much. I miss not having to worry about what I eat. I miss freedom. I miss when trying new foods and new restaurants was fun instead of a minefield. I miss not having to plan my entire life around the need for safe foods.
Food is such a basic human need, and a lot of people don't really need to think about it. When your danger foods can be anywhere and everywhere, suddenly your entire life revolves around avoiding them, and it massively sucks. You get used to it and it's not a big deal most of the time, but then you go to a new restaurant, or your office has a potluck, or you've been invited to a party and suddenly it feels just as miserable and exhausting as it ever has.
Luca v Pleakey Pride Parade Grand Marshal Round 1
Who better deserves the honor of being Grand Marshal?
Luca
Pleakey
Luca Paguro, Luca (2012)
Not only are he and Alberto absolutely boyfriends, but his whole storyline is such a great metaphor for multiple branches of the LGBT experience!
Pleakley, Lilo and Stitch franchise
The drag icon that Pleakley is would guarantee that the Grand Marshal would be decked out in something amazing while leading the parade! He knows what's it like to explore your identity and can work in chaotic situations.He would also rock the drag queen reading hour. He's fabulous and deserves more attention Queen, drag icon, basically married to Jumba
i'm sorry but pleakley is WAYYYY too closeted for this.
pleakley would be like "the human earth female disguise-" and yes she would use those specific words because those are the words she uses "-is just for the mission!!!" ignoring or forgetting the fact that the living lie detector has loudly called that out as a lie in the past "and i'm also pretending to be married to a man! i can't compromise that by going to a PRIDE PARADE!!! then people will see through the cracks and realize i'm NOT ACTUALLY A WOMAN-"
and then she probably would have a classic pleakley meltdown.
someone else could bring up the existence of trans women and be like "hey saying that people will realize you're 'not actually a woman' if you go to a pride parade is messed up" and pleakley would, very awkwardly and frantically, say that no, other people are perfectly fine, but she's not actually a woman and so if she goes her entire facade will be unraveled and everyone will think there's something wrong with her and-
she's so painfully deep into the closet it hurts to watch sometimes...
anyways here's my evidence video:
