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@youmaycallmebrian

❀ ∵∴∷ 🎀 Cath | 27 | ♒ | she/her | Québec, Canada | Wannabe polyglot who speaks français, English, español | I'm a slut for clowns and jesters | My url is a pun with Queen's guitarist Brian May. This used to be a Queen blog but as years went by I chose clownery instead | my current hyperfixations are: God of War, Skyrim, Attack on Titan, Percy Jackson (riordanverse), Breaking Bad/Better Call Saul, Kirby | sideblog for nsfw content related to my Ciceroxfem!dragonborn fanfiction is @ifuckingexist

idk who needs to hear this today, but don't go lurking on ex friends and partners. nothing you see or read will make you feel better there. all you're doing is hurting your own feelings. leave them in the past and do your best to move on with your own life, to make what you have now happier rather than dwelling on things that used to be (:

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hyrude

is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?

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hyrude

here is my life philosophy: next week there might be someone ahead of you in line at the store who’s short a quarter and you have a quarter and you can give it to them. if you weren’t there, they’d have to put something back. the week after that you could be getting lunch and the waiter might ask if you want some pancakes someone else ordered and never picked up. you could find someone’s lost cat. you could watch someone’s bag while they go to the restroom. there are so many ways you are going to touch other people’s lives and they are going to touch yours and there’s no way to know when it’s going to happen. so you have to keep living!!! i wouldn’t want to die knowing that tomorrow the barista will give me free oat milk just to be nice. 

When I was 11 years old - we went to Sea World for my birthday. This was to avoid the realization I had no friends, and no one to come to a birthday party and probably because someone gave my mother free tickets at work. It was kinda a shitty day despite being at a theme park full of cute animals. There was a new roller coaster there that had just opened so we decided to go on. I was nervous. I’d never been on a roller coaster.

A group of 6 college kids were ahead of us in line and started chatting with me. Full on just having a fun conversation with someone literally going through the beginning of a very awkward middle school period. I was so shocked they wanted to talk to me. I think my mom mentioned it was my birthday. They were very nice about it. When we got on the ride they told us to go ahead of them so we could sit at the front of the car since it held 8 people.

Now the ride (called Journey to Atlantis - I believe it is sadly no longer there) started with a slow ride of beautiful visuals of dolphins and oceans and computerized images of this imaginary Atlantis before going up the hill to the beginning of the coaster, where it paused for about 30 seconds, and then the ride started. The college kids must have known there would be a pause. Maybe they’d ridden it before I’m not sure.

But as we sat there on that peak, 6 people I’ve never known, and will never know again, sang a very very lonely 11 year old happy birthday. Loudly. And with gusto. They were happy and laughing and joyful. And it made me feel less alone in the world.

I am 29 years old this year, and I still remember them. I still remember that kindness. It is so important. It doesn’t go into a vacuum. It exists beside me in my daily life. And I love the idea that I have been that person to someone else too.

It’s stunningly lovely to be human when we’re kind to each other.

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lymmea

OH THIS CAN’T BE LEFT IN THE NOTES

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antirpg
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ofide

good lord

YEAH I GOT NOTHING

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vonlipvig

i don’t understand a single sentence in this and i’m ok with that

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xek-xek

I haven’t stopped saying “it’s called quantum jumping, babe”

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arirna

I would genuinely like to know who to blame for making these children so disconnected from the concept of imagination that they think the simpler explanation for what they’re doing is that they’re projecting their consciousness into one of infinite realities where fictional characters are real.

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esoanem

topical :/

WHY IS IT TOPICAL

Me shouting at my rash ointment

great post everyone

ppl in the age of cell phones: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of books: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of textile art: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of picking lice: fucking up their necks

ppl in the age of cooking: fucking up their necks

in the age of keyboards: carpel tunnel

in the age of writing by hand: carpel tunnel

in the age of squeezing water out of wet clothes after cleaning them by hand: carpel tunnel

in the age of using hand-sized stone tools: carpel tunnel

Was feeling kinda blocked on my current fic so to distract myself I decided to pick up that months-old fic I had started writing about Heimdall. Better late than never I guess lmao

It's a self-insert fic for a female reader, with 2nd person pronouns and [y/n] for the name, but I'm willing to change it back to an OC as I originally planned if people like that better.

Anyways, if you would like to give it a read, here it is. I'm super open to criticism and suggestions so don't be afraid to speak your mind in the comments!

Sex work is real work and if you disagree, leave.

Y’all really out here getting cucked huh

Dude, he’s fucking the girl you jack off to. That’s the exact opposite of being cucked.

If you don’t think sex work is real work then kindly get the fuck off my blog