“I ate an edible last night” yeah I did too you dumb fuck it’s called food for dinner
The Wageworker, Lincoln, Nebraska, May 31, 1907
there’s absolutely something to be said about ‘booktok’ books being largely wattpad quality written erotica i’m certainly not reading them however having seen a guy on tiktok make a video like ‘all the women in your life are READING PORN’ about a book he picked up and read in his FEMALE FRIEND’S HOUSE in a tone of scandalised horror and disgust i actually don’t think men should be making those criticisms. he said he picked it up expecting a romance and was horrified it was GOONER SHIT he said specifically like ‘who are you getting your pussy wet FOR??’ in a tone of revulsion. idk man im not sure shes the weird one. i kind of wish you were dead
"a lot of books that are successful on booktok are not very good" and "people can read what they want and we need to stop being so fucking weird about women enjoying erotica" are both correct statements
This scene demonstrates why I love how Vault-Tec is written as an evil corporation. It's not the usual mustache-twirling, over-the-top villainy you see in other media. It's quiet, subtle, and very realistic, which only serves to make Vault-Tec that much more terrifying.
When Cooper finishes describing how Vault-Tec was responsible for the deaths of countless people, the executive here does two things: a) he makes their deaths about himself (ALL WHILE NOT EVEN ACKNOWLEDGING THEM!), and b) he makes it about "Product Management."
It really emphasizes the theme that corporations like Vault-Tec and the suits who run them at Vault-Tec only care about the company and its products and NOT the people who use them (or are being used by them).
fallout tv series + text posts, what could go wrong?
fallout tv series + onion headlines, okey dokey?
i really like fallout because, unlike a lot of media that uses retrofuturism as just a cool aesthetic, fallout’s obsession with 1950s americana actually means something. it’s not just chrome fins and googie diners, it’s weaponized optimism. it’s that sickly-sweet propaganda sheen slathered over nuclear terror, where smiling mascots tell you to duck and cover while the government quietly preps for the end of the world. it’s about a country that believed so hard in its own greatness it signed its death warrant in cursive.
fallout takes that warped, post-war idealism, the “gee whiz!” charm of suburbia on lithium. and drags it through the dirt, showing us what happens after all the white picket fences melt into radioactive slag. in a world shaped by that specific brand of McCarthyist exceptionalism, the future isn’t flying cars and robot butlers, it’s a dinky holotape of your last moments before the bombs hit, looping forever. like vault 11, the one where the final recording plays after everyone’s already dead, revealing the whole “sacrifice one person every year or everyone dies” mandate was a lie. a loyalty test. a sick joke. and the vault passed, right before it failed, because paranoia and desperation had already eaten them alive.
that’s fallout. not just the end of the world, but the punchline that comes after the moral.
and honestly? that hits way harder than any sleek utopia. because fallout remembers: beneath all that pastel patriotism and canned laughter, something was always rotting.
yeah so it turned out the 2024 election was actually about deciding who would run the federal government--a liberal woman or a raping white supremacist who'd previously tried to overthrow the government--and not about Sending a Message regarding your laundry list of personal grievances and your poser, radical identity. That's why there have been devastating consequences to letting the insane rapist win and Trump 2.0 isn't, in fact, just a continuation of the stability you took for granted under Biden with the added bonus of owning da libs like you thought it'd be. womp womp.
wizard college is going to kill me I swear to god. I just saw someone without a component satchel reach into their pocket and pull out a handful of LOOSE tapioca to use as a substitute for blood in their fell ritual. and it worked. I've never been so fucking mad.
experiencing microaggressions apparently
what even happened to plastic girl and crow boy. we forgot about them so fast. just another example of the savage nature of hollywood
Even our youth fictional romances are cheap, artificial, and disposable these days, much like a certain clothing material that comes to mind.
what about blorbhov from my complicated russian novel though

blorbeaux from my nilihist french plays
blorbón from my weird latin american magical realist novels
blorbug from my kafkaesque short stories
von blorbow from my german sturm und drang novel
Don Blorbo from my opera
błórbżo from my polish poetry
blorbocles from my ancient greek epics
Mr. Blorby from my Jane Austen novels
Blorbio from my early modern plays
Assembling some more from the notes:
And the kicker:
useless rosetta stone
Waiting for Blorbot
the fact elon mask genuinely might ruin the night sky for everyone makes me wanna sharpen my shovel and get to work
For those who are confused, SpaceX has been putting a metric fuckton of little sattelites into low earth orbit, and they’re well on their way to making earth-based visual astronomy impossible.
Like, this was a picture taken by an observatory in Arizona
The streaks are all SpaceX satellites. So you can see why that’s a bit of a problem.
Oh what the fuck
Writing would be so much easier if I didn't have youtube or computer games Right There.
"Derin you can get timed apps to block -- " No. I don't want to block them. They're too fun.
Me when I block myself from my games.
sure yaoi is great but in reality men don't deserve happiness






