Huckleberry Hipster

I have heard a variant on it that I really like: "You cannot hate yourself into someone you can love."

Sometimes having an OC is like "this character is an outlet for my insecurity and trauma" and sometimes it's like "this character is an outlet for my love of vampires :)". Sometimes it's both

Sometimes you think it's "this character is an outlet for my love and nothing more :)" and then you look it over later like "shit. product of the deepest depths of my soul again"

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Sometimes it’s the unyielding silence

important addition i forgot that not everyone might know. similar to how ao3 bookmarks work, you can also link to non-ao3 fanworks using this format. so, for instance, if theres some fanart on tumblr that inspired you to write the fic? you can link that fanart to your fic!

You know, when I've remarked that a lot of the responses to my posts feel like people are just plucking out keywords they think they recognise based on the shape of them and replying to what they imagine the post says based on that, the possibility never occurred to me that this is actually how many American schools are currently teaching kids to read.

Like, my assumption this whole time has been that when folks go "I misunderstood this post that says [thing] as saying [unrelated thing] because I mistook [word] for [completely different word that happens to start with the same letter]", that was a bit. What do you mean they're teaching kids a reading method that's tailored to produce this exact error?

happy almost ten years to my all-time favorite disability post on this braincell forsaken website

I have a soft spot for zombie movies bc you know those extras are having fun. usually being a movie extra just means standing around blending into the background, but these guys get to put on gory makeup then run around screaming and growling and trying to bite people. aspirational

One of my college friends had a 2012 End of the World wedding featuring zombies. During the reception, unsuspecting wedding guests were slowly picked off by roaming zombies, hustled into the bathroom and handed makeup, and sent back out to eat someone else. We all ganged up near the end to take down the wedding party- we got the MOH but the bride had a lightsaber and got away.

still fuckin hate that “bee-free honey” that’s made from……… apples. bitch who you think sexed up those apples

A farmer, by hand and with love and care

wild bees still sexin em up when he’s not looking

old mccuckhold had a farm it seems

Never before has an animal’s face so clearly expressed “You think you’re hilarious, don’t you?”

the thing that really cheeses my cake about flies getting in my house is they clearly don't want to be there anyway. like at least the ants trying to steal cereal from my pantry had a goal and a plan. you are just here because you're too stupid to use a window twice