Do You Ever Feel a Strange Sadness as Dusk Falls?

it's actually so funny how challenging it is to write bona fide graphic, horny smut. like people don't give smut writers enough credit. you are constantly running out of words to describe the same 2-4 body parts and same 4-6 motions. you are constantly attempting to do interesting and dynamic things in the prose with this extremely limited set of words. you are looking at your prose for the nastier bits and wondering if it actually sounds hot or if it just sounds goofy. you are then toning down your prose and then wondering if it now sounds tasteful or if it's just boring. you do ctrl+F for the word "cock" and there are 37 instances of it in the doc but you hate the 1-2 acceptable synonyms so there's nothing much you can do about it

*having sex*

partner: how does that feel?

me [checking my mood ring]: uh… normal/cool

We failed as a society when everyone stopped wearing headphones.

At my parents place with 2 children watching YT on tablets and 2 adults watching tiktoks and reels on their phones and trying not to summon a comically sized Loony Toons hammer out of my back pocket to smash them all.

Calvin and Hobbes - It’s July Already

no cishets at pride! *spin kicks a grandma with a “I love my gay son” tshirt*

Yes, @passionpeachy illustrates a great point!

The first pride my mother attended, she marched with me alongside the PFLAG float, holding a sign that read "I'm Proud of My Gay Child".

I noticed she kept falling behind and running to catch up, nearly a whole float behind us. So finally, I stopped to see what was going on.

People kept pointing at her sign and cheering and then she'd proudly point at me, saying "they're here!"

That was usually the point where at least one person burst into tears. And this is where my mom started lagging - because she'd stop, reach over the barrier, and hug them. Teenagers, twenty-somethings, thirty-somethings... they'd break down crying at the sight of a cishet woman proudly marching with her child in Texas, of all places. That she'd claim me and be proud of me. Because they couldn't imagine their own family doing the same.

So she stopped and hugged them and told them she was proud of them, even though she had to race to catch up in the heat, even though they were strangers. And i like to think she made those young people's lives a bit better.

So yes, cishets at pride.

I'd rather have a cishet grandma there than a gay cop.

its monday. lets get on it cunts

Other potential locations for the thing:

The Daily Times, New Philadelphia, Ohio, July 9, 1924

whoever wrote this paper has the funniest phrasing possible

happy turtle bit off a cop’s toe in the hudson river day for those who celebrate

one time a casual hockey fan tried to convey this experience to me from the other side as: "it's like... okay, imagine that you like donuts, and you meet a guy who also likes donuts, and you're like, hey, cool, we both like donuts! but this guy... he built his house out of donuts"

so now when I trip into a new fandom I'm like "oh shit I'm building this house out of donuts"

[Image ID: Tweet from @/ warnerbff on 22.03.23 reading: talking to someone with the same interests as you and realizing they're a casual enjoyer while you're deranged /End ID]

shoutout to the people working for hours on content that only gets ten notes. i’m kissing you tenderly on the forehead as we speak

starting a collection

thinking about all the “small” art that’s ever existed. songs that were only ever sung in one village. stories written by children that got lost in the shuffle. personal paintings that didn’t survive the test of time. how they affected the lives of just a few, but still existed, still mattered to someone.

this is not a sad post!!!! this is a celebration!!!!! art is part of the human condition!!!!!!! we were born to create and share!!!!!!!!!!!

CILLIAN MURPHY photographed for Esquire UK, june 2016

Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks. Do something creative even if it sucks.

Telling a group of people to draw a troll face by memory is the funniest thing I swear to god the results are always so asdfghjkl

ladies, if:

that's not your man, that's man door hand hook car door

Like to charge, reblog to cast

i'll fuckin do it again

mural i painted in april. this shed will be torn down soon, but i had fun. don’t fear making art that won’t last. draw on shitty paper, paint where it will be covered up, use your handmade mug until it breaks. life is to be lived.

oh we won, this is gonna be a cinematic event