psst hey there are Hot Topic Sun and Moon plushies for $15 USD each on the website, so half the price of the youtooz if you want a plush really badly
THERES ALSO A GLAMROCK FREDDY BACKPACK

psst hey there are Hot Topic Sun and Moon plushies for $15 USD each on the website, so half the price of the youtooz if you want a plush really badly
THERES ALSO A GLAMROCK FREDDY BACKPACK
The most beautiful footage of strangers dancing in public… https://twitter.com/Thorayaaa/status/1660180658646568967
its like a real life version of that children’s song with the magic bridge that you had to dance across
Highlights: --all the old people --one dude who starts doing the Cotton-Eye Joe and has the steps on lock --quinceañera girl with a dress bigger than the circle --lots of kids but particularly the dude who's doing the helicopter with his little girl --an entire section of Millennials doing dance moves I recognize, oh the nostalgia
the world is full of joy, and whimsy. sure, it's full of other stuff too, but it's important to acknowledge and appreciate the good things as they come
for example, I saw a bird today.
and like, holy shit.
pretty cool
Mini rant here, hope thats okay op 💕 My outlook on life drastically changed when I began intentionally appreciating even the smallest things that made me happy in my day. I always make a special effort to remember when I see cute dogs, or particularly beautiful clouds, or my favorite colors in the world, or other small details that I, at the worst times of my life previously, wouldn't have the strength to care about or worse, wouldn't even notice. Reminding myself regularly that the world is beautiful, and there is goodness in it really does help me stay out of the spiral of doom I often find myself on the precipice of.
Being mindful and all that junk didn't cure me. It just... gave me a better foothold to climb my way out of my bullshit. And goddammit if those birds aren't pretty fucking cool, too.
woah.. just like me for real.....
one thing about HRT i think is underdiscussed is the fact that if you're on testosterone, you can (sometimes) just produce Too Much Blood, and the way to fix having Too Much Blood is to Do Bloodletting. There are modern day people doing bloodletting as part of their transitions. why does no one talk about this
reading thru the informed consent packet my clinic gave me i was like. mhmm. yeah. yup. acne. seen that. infertility. kind of the point. dry vagina. that sucks but i was aware. more blood-- wait, what the fuck? more blood? and the doctor confirmed later that yeah, more blood can happen, and the way you treat that is just getting rid of blood, usually by donating. what the fuck. how have i culturally osmosed every effect of masculinizing hrt but the most insane one
t4t stands for trans for transylvanian
Recently I was listening to the playlist of "Beetlejuice the musical" and all my thoughts literally screamed: "DUDE, THIS WILL BE THE PERFECT CROSSOVER"
so... Beetlejuice! Eclipse?? :D
Y/N then someone like Lydia
and the Sun and Moon are Barbara and Adam, lmao
(this protruding hand is killing me, I'll redraw it... someday)
maybe one day I'll draw more of this....
We’re all goin here right
Imagine if play was something encouraged in adults, places to run and jump and climb because it's fun
I never know what the machines do at the gym, but i will clamber to the top of the tower to slide into a ball pit
I am 100% certain I would be in better physical condition if adults were allowed to play in ways that focus on fun and aren't competitive.
dont get me wrong this is #mood but just try eating a piece of bread with salt. please, seriously. ok? at least a tiny bit. salt helps with nausea, bread calms the stomach acid. if you really can’t face eating anything, just lick some salt like a damn elk, then wait and see if you can manage the bread. make some broth if you’re into that kind of thing. no spices, yes salt. if you’re feeling too weak and shaky to do much, just have a cup of tea with sugar (energy) and lemon (again, good against nausea). nibble on the lemon first, it will feel good, but don’t overdo - citric acid on an empty stomach is a majorly bad idea. take care of yourself, you’re the only you we’ve got
“just lick some salt like a damn elk” is the new “touch grass”
wow tumblr really loves piracy huh. this didn’t break 100 on any other platform, but got 10k notes in less than 24 hours here. yo ho tumblrinas.
Piracy 🤝 Physical Media 🤝 Libraries
Physical media has two hands 😌
One of the best parts about working at a sex shop is the employee discount, and yeah that means excellent deals on sex supplies but that's not the big brain part.
You come to my house. Something is cooking in the kitchen- it smells wonderful. What is it? It's novelty dick-shaped pasta. I've set up a sensual sexy Italian dinner. There are candles set up on the table. They're melting too fast, dripping everywhere- they're low temp waxplay pillar candles. For dessert, I serve you a delicious ice cream topped in penis-shaped rainbow confetti sprinkles and strawberry body paint drizzle, and afterwards, serve coffee with roasted hazelnut warming lube.
We play a board game while we drink. It's sexy monopoly. It's your turn. You roll the dice. They come up as 'whisper into' and 'butt'. I lost the original dice. We're using the sexy dice. You move four spaces.
After dinner, I run you a bath. A bubble bath. The bubble gel? Sensual ocean breeze. There are candles lined up around the tub. The scent is overpowering. Why? They're three-in-one fruit flavored massage oil candles. I'm using so much. It's so wasteful. Do you want to shave? I have conditioning shave cream that smells like limes. And an electric body razor, but you can't use that in the tub.
How about a bath bomb? You toss one in. It's cherry blossom scented. As it dissolves, three sexy bath sex suggestion cards fall out. They're all variations on doggy style, probably because fucking in a bathtub is probably the easiest way to break your hip.
The water cools. You get out an dry off with a novelty towel. If you wrap it around your chest, it looks like you have gigantic tatas bursting through the fabric like the Hulk.
You walk into the bedroom. I'm there, reading an instructional book titled "The Housewife's Guide To Every Day Stripping". I'm wearing a neck pillow designed to look like a massive curved weiner. Also a pair of fake leather bondage leggings and an oversized men's christmas T-shirt that says "Jingle My Bells" across the front.
I see you come in. I put down the book, take off the pillow. Offer you a massage. You accept. I already burned up all the massage candles so I pop a new bottle of CBD massage oil that says something wrong about Chakras on it. It's very gritty. That's because there's little chunks of amethyst in it for some fucking reason. It's fine, though. You say you don't mind.
I don't do massages very often. It's bad. You end up more tense than before. One of your muscles starts to cramp- it's okay. I whip out a bottle of Lidocane topical masculine performance numbing spray. You immediately feel like your shoulder went to the dentist. It's not ideal, but it's better than cramping.
You're not in the mood to bone after that. Which is good, cause I'm actually pretty asexual, but it hasn't come up yet so I'm relieved to avoid the conversation. Instead we get ready for bed. (The weather is terrible, and I insist you stay over.) I set up the futon, then realize it smells like cigarettes from the previous owner and shyly ask if you wanna cuddle in my room. You're down.
I crawl under the covers, placing my penis-shaped pink glitter pride bottle on the side table in case one of us wakes up thirsty. Once you're settled in, I turn off the glowing bare ass night light and the room goes black.
It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust, but when they do, you look up at the ceiling. It's dotted all over with little green flourescent lights. Are they plastic stars? No. I've pinned up a thousand glow in the dark condoms. God bless
i’m going to start saying “sorry i was stimming” in an indiana jones voice forever now
“We were hooking up all through raiders but they never showed it”
stop using hospitals as horror settings
fun alternative: cruise ships. cruise ships exploit workers and can pollute as much as a million cars on a daily basis while dumping endless shit into the ocean and endangering all passengers on board because the on board air quality rivals some of the most polluted cities in the world while being a breeding ground for disease. cruise ships deserve to have negativity associated with them
also all crimes commited aboard a cruise ship is under the juristiction of whichever country they’re registered to once they’re a certain distance away from land so you have the added bonus of the crimes being very unlikely to be properly investigated (due to usually being physically so very far from the actual police whose juristiction they’re under)
terrifying!
On top of THAT cruise ships tend to have their own morgue, as people tend to die on ships all the time. Good for those spooky scenes.
plus u can just like…leave a hospital. good luck escaping a killer or a monster or a curse or w/e in the middle of the fucking ocean
As an ex cruise ship employee, let me give you some stuff to work with!
Water tight doors! You get a special training video on interacting with these correctly because they will literally cut you in half if you try and go through them while they’re closing!
Freezer vaults for food in the sub decks - you can only get into these with the correct code and they have very thick walls. Good luck if you get shut in one of these just after the last round of checks bucko
There are cameras everywhere…except in the crew cabin corridors. Also there are no windows down there because unless you’re an officer, you live below the waterline. Day and night have no meaning because everything is in the same slightly unsettling yellow light.
Don’t piss off the guys who deal with the rubbish. They have machines down there that can crush metal barrels
As well as morgues, cruise ships usually have one basic operating theatre with all the attendant horrifying equipment in it
One cigarette thrown carelessly in the wrong place WILL start a fire that will gut half the ship.
When we’re pitching side to side, the anchor swings out and then back in, striking the metal outer shell with a noise that shakes half the ship
People disappear overboard more often than you’d really want to be a thing
A lot of cruise ships now have theatres on board (usually towards the front) with all the potential for dark corners, creepy costumes and electrical calamities you could want.
And as op says, you can’t really escape a ship in the middle of the ocean. Particularly during a storm, as then you can’t even evacuate to lifeboats unless the whole ship is going down. On the upside being on board during a storm means most guests hide in their cabins and the staff walk around like drunks, which would likely throw off a skilled murderer’s plans.
Takes notes
You also have the bonus of a corporate overlord who doesn’t give a shit about anything but profits and can be reliably counted on to downplay any disaster in an attempt to avoid publicity.
Norovirus outbreaks on cruise ships show just how fast a highly contagious virus spreads, how hard it is to avoid catching it due to surface contamination and food transmission, and how disgusting the ship rapidly becomes. Unnavigable with filth. (Seriously I won’t go into it but accounts are sometimes horrific.)
If you want a zombie virus outbreak or something like that, a cruise ship could create up to NINE THOUSAND infected. (Based on the capacity of the current largest cruise ship.)
we all must get weirder and more queer. i am completely serious and genuine and this is urgent. please get weirder and gayer now. if you see me acting weird and gay mind your business a little bit.
The saddest part of the passing of time is that people think Techno "hates orphans" because of his DSMP origin joke about orphans killing his parents.
The "second worst thing to happen to these orphans" is a joke about how he memorized the entire map of the hypixel Grinch Simulator minigame and stole all the presents. Respect your roots.
Honestly “thanks I hate it” is one of the funniest phrases in the English language
i one time told my italian professor “grazie lo detesto” and she lost her shit, so it’s not just english
“¡Gracias! ¡Lo odio!”
“Danke, ich hasse es.”
“Merci, je déteste”
Tak, jeg hader det.
Bedankt, ik haat het.
Спасибо! Я это ненавижу.
go raibh maith agat, is fuath liom é
どうも! それが嫌い。
411 Writing systems of standard forms of languages
.شکریہ! مجھے اس سے نفرت ہے
(shukriah! mujhay isay nafraat hai.)
kiitti! mä vihaan tätä.
תודה! אני שונא.ת את זה. Toda! Ani sone.t et ze
谢谢,我厌恶它!
Takk, jeg hater det.
Hvala, mrzim to.
Dankon! Mi malamas ğin.
teşekkürler! nefret ettim.
Qatlho’! vImuSHa’.
So I’d been watching these posts on executive dysfunction go by, and yeah, some of it sounded familiar, like I know I’ve got that issue SOMETIMES, but like… People keep describing it as thinking insistently about the thing they want to do and still not being able to do it. And I don’t do that. I think idly about something like putting away that basket of laundry, and my entire being goes ‘Meh’ and I shrug and move on to something else. Like. It drives me NUTS that there’s been a basket full of clothes sitting in one corner for months, but… at the same time I can’t really care about it?
So I figured, okay, I’m SELECTIVELY lazy. Sometimes it’s legitimately executive dysfunction, but sometimes I just don’t care enough to do something.
And then this morning, I woke up and realized: I had executive function. I mean literally the minute I woke up I realized I was capable of DOING THINGS today, it was AMAZING. And even with chronic fatigue meaning I had to rest for hours after like twenty minutes of exertion, I got SO MUCH DONE that I have been YEARNING to be able to want/to do. If I list it it won’t sound like much, but trust me, I did a LOT, for me.
And it felt SO GOOD. Because, spoiler! I’m not actually lazy. My form of executive dysfunction just looks a little different than some people’s. When I can’t do a thing, not only can I not mentally surround the steps it would take to do that thing, I can’t even manage to care about doing the thing. Maybe that’s some kind of emotional defense I’ve built up to keep it from being so maddening, I don’t know. But it doesn’t mean I’m lazy. It just means my brain has realized I can’t do the thing, and I can’t afford to care, or think about doing the thing, because pounding my head against that brick wall won’t help anything.
So hey. If, back before you had executive dysfunction, you really LIKED cleaning, just for instance? And now you find you’re ‘fine’ living in a mess? It might just be your brain protecting you from its issues. You’re not lazy, executive dysfunction is just even sneakier than we think.
“It just means my brain has realized I can’t do the thing, and I can’t afford to care, or think about doing the thing, because pounding my head against that brick wall won’t help anything.”
ohhhhh hey
The thing is, I’ve been like this LITERALLY my entire life. From when I was a tiny child being told to clean my room. To being a teen and not being able to keep up with all my homework. Although I have been MORE functional and productive than I am now, I have never been what I or others would consider “normal”.
And paradoxically because I’ve always been this way I feel like that undermines any legitimacy my claim of executive dysfunction may have, as though the fact that I’ve never had a “normal” to decline from means I have simply NEVER tried hard enough.
It’s fucked up. I hate it. It’s awful.
OH HEY. Yup.
Plus it sometimes is like heavy electric cotton in my head.
*raises fist in solidarity*
HEY HEY HEY I’m feeling this like CRAZY these days GUESS WHAT I am not a bad person for having executive dysfunction and neither are you
character who is sun-coded but not in the traditional ray-of-sunshine way. character who is sun-coded in the sense that they burn hot and bright and powerful, that they're a raging fury of fire and passion, and that maybe, just maybe, they are destroying themselves as they do so.