My master post for @winterfalconevents winterfalconbingo2022! 🥳
"I Need You":
Good Cop Bad Cop:
Falcon:
BDSM:
Thanks for organizing these sambucky events!! I'll definitely participate again!

My master post for @winterfalconevents winterfalconbingo2022! 🥳
"I Need You":
Good Cop Bad Cop:
Falcon:
BDSM:
Thanks for organizing these sambucky events!! I'll definitely participate again!
black lives matter and pride are intrinsically linked. the black trans community have done so much for us, we owe it to them to not forget their movement this month. without black lives, there would be no pride. black lives matter, today and always
trans people keep winning this Halloween season ngl
I am begging the FDA to require that companies CANNOT just put "spices" as an ingredient but have to label the spices.
"Spices" can mean "this has some oregano and black pepper in it" or it can mean "this has cumin cayenne and paprika and if you eat this you will be sick in bed in pain for a week" for me.
Seriously, this is an allergy issue and a huge oversight on the part of corporations.
Require detailed labeling of spices used in packaged foods NOW.
Also while we’re at it, can we nix the nebulous “essential oils” on toiletries ingredients lists? Because that sometimes but perhaps not always means lavender, which I’m allergic to, and clarity might allow me to be able to stop avoiding currently ambiguous labeling.
Can we also just... please out aloe Vera on labels as well??? The amount of times I thought a soap or hand sanitizer or lotion was safe and then I found out very quickly it wasn't is atrocious (and yes, some do, but not nearly enough brands do this)
It sometimes feels like we're about 10 years away from "Ingredients: stuff"
zombie apocalypse au
I actually have these apocalypse recs! I think about these 24/7 😍
White out
Okay that’s what I thot too,
But apparently it’s “Wite out” 😳😳😳 hello??????
Mandela effect *X-file music plays*
Views from an alternate dimension
Wite-Out is a brand of white out/correction fluid/liquid paper. The colloquial ‘white-out’ probably derives from the Wite-Out brand. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Correction_fluid https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liquid_Paper
More importantly:
New Zealand math classroom, circa 2019
this post just shot me in the face like ten times
Top 10 sailor Moon Monster of the week
10. Screaming violin woman (093)
9. Pegasus hits the gym (143)
8. WHAT the ACTUAL HELL (151)
7. An 80s stripper who also happens to be a shoe (106)
6. Me (114)
5. The animation department had a lot of extra pink paint (174)
4. An elephant vacuum cleaner, but like in a sexy way (094)
3. My breasts are two small screaming snowmen (038)
2. Ball Family (132, 140, 146)
1. A straight-up, actual volcano (067)
alluka and canary hanging out? :)
Requests closed 🐛
Literally 100000% I think this is why all middle aged aunts and moms are obsessed with commenting on their nieces’ and daughters’ weights
Rewatching hunter x hunter 😌
recognising people's ao3 usernames in the kudos is like taking out a library book and seeing a familiar name like ah, yes, we are both connoisseurs of the art. cheers bitch 🥂
Canary from Hunter x Hunter
(Hisoka’s Bungee Gum)
i just think canary is neat
"There are old poops who will say that you do not become a grown-up until you have somehow survived, as they have, some famous calamity -- the Great Depression, the Second World War, Vietnam, whatever. Storytellers are responsible for this destructive, not to say suicidal, myth. Again and again in stories, after some terrible mess, the character is able to say at last, 'Today I am a woman. Today I am a man. The end.' When I got home from the Second World War, my Uncle Dan clapped me on the back, and he said, 'You're a man now.' So I killed him. Not really, but I certainly felt like doing it. Dan, that was my bad uncle, who said a male can't be a man unless he'd gone to war. But I had a good uncle, my late Uncle Alex. He was my father's kid brother, a childless graduate of Harvard who was an honest life-insurance salesman in Indianapolis. He was well-read and wise. And his principal complaint about other human beings was that they so seldom noticed it when they were happy. So when we were drinking lemonade under an apple tree in the summer, say, and talking lazily about this and that, almost buzzing like honeybees, Uncle Alex would suddenly interrupt the agreeable blather to exclaim, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.' So I do the same now, and so do my kids and grandkids. And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.'"
— Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country (2005)
its okay bud, were all just tryin our best in a complicated place