the number 1 rule of fanfic is have fun and be yourself. the number 2 rule is the average healthy adult male can lose roughly 2 liters of blood before dying.

embarrassment has good bones

*gathers all of the people in the world who write the number 7 with a little dash in the center of it so I can study them like little critters and find out what makes them do that*

There’s actually a lot of history regarding the development writing systems and why there are different visual representations of numerals, but the short answer is: it’s regional, and you probably picked up how to make your numbers look based on your parents or your primary school teachers

I do it out of spite because in grade school a kids detective story identified the culprit by saying NO American wrote their sevens with a line and I thought that was super flimsy evidence and it made me so mad I started putting a line through my sevens so the fictional detective would be wrong and then kept doing it for several decades since.

I do feel one can’t underestimate the “elementary school child taught themselves how to do this Out Of Spite” crowd

also I guarantee you're already analyzing stuff to some degree it you're having, like, any thoughts about the stuff you read/watch/play/whatever

In Rimworld my top surgeon just failed to give a guy a peg leg four times in a row. So that's how my day is going.

Well no shit they can't give a guy a peg leg that's not top surgery at all

I feel like being very attracted to women (in a way that was and to some extent still is more overt than my attraction to men) made it harder to realize I was trans, because it lead to a sort of idolization of what I perceived as the "feminine form" in a way that blended smoothly with gender envy/body envy but in a way that I could fairly easily back-ascribe to sexual/romantic attraction.

And I've picked that apart a lot since and discovering that I'm attracted to men and exploring that more has also helped, but I do think that there was enough cross-contamination that a lot of my attraction to women is influenced by spillover trans egg feelings now trapped in amber. But that's also literally fine I think.

I would advise younger people though - if women are literally so perfect and beautiful and amazing, and of course that's the ideal form that you're so drawn to because it's so hot and sexy - maybe check if there isn't another layer undercutting that.

(Oh god, the AGP theory people would have such a field day reversing the polarity of this post to ascribe my transition solely to sexual attraction, huh. Well too bad, I am already too much of a queer radical and shameless pervert to be bothered by people doing that. If someone transitions solely because they find the female form hot then that's actually just based)

jevil says "YOUR CHOICE HAS RUN OUT!" and spamton says "YOUR VOICE WILL RUN OUT EVENTUALLY." therefore i posit that the third secret boss will be british and his quest will be about eating rice. and at the end he will say "MY ROICE HAS RUN OUT"

oh my god i predicted ramb

I'm so fucking scared.

art history will be like "this is the most revolutionary painting of its time!" and you will look at it and is just a normal painting of a lady sitting under a tree and then an art historian will explain "this is the first time a painting ever used this specific shade of blue which challenged all understood conventions of how to depict light and launched a movement known as auzureism, and also the lady is looking at a sparrow which in its time it was a sign of fierce sexual liberation and it was considered scandalous" and then you find out the painter was expelled from the academy of art of stockholm because of the painting and that the king of sweeden paid three thousand marcs (equivallent to ten million dollars now a days) to have the painting in his room and the painting still looks like a generic painting of a lady under a tree

Civil rights pioneer

Claudette Colvin, whose 1955 arrest for refusing to give up her seat on a segregated Montgomery bus helped spark the modern civil rights movement, has died. She was 86.

Her death was announced Tuesday by the Claudette Colvin Legacy Foundation. Ashley D. Roseboro of the organization confirmed she died in Texas.

Colvin was arrested months before Rosa Parks gained international fame before refusing to give up her seat on a segregated bus.

THE advantage of memorizing poetry is that when somethings happening, maybe even you’re in a situation or a location, you can just go “ok. lady of shallott time” and boom. you reclaimed your mental space and attention for YOU for the next ten minutes

Everyone should be able to do one card trick, tell two jokes, and recite three poems, in case they are ever trapped in an elevator.

— Lemony Snicket, Horseradish

i know this is humorous but! i learned from one of my college friends (who learned from a therapist) that reciting a poem you have memorized is a great grounding & focusing technique when you’re spiraling into anxiety or panic. i can personally attest that The Tyger has staved off several panic attacks.

so like if said “situation or location” is freaking you out really badly, “lady of shallott time” can help reclaim your mental health too

Ok everybody share what poems you can recite in case we’re trapped in an elevator.

I’ve got the first 42 lines of The Canterbury Tales in Middle English, the first 10 lines of Beowulf in Old English, the first canto of Tolkien’s Lay of Beren and Luthien, and Sonnet XVI by Pablo Neruda (“I love the handful of the earth you are”). I used to have the Proem of the Kalevala but I’m a bit shaky on it it now and I think i’ve only got the first two sentences. Anda handful of others I half-remember which i could probably do if I were with someone else who half-remembered the same ones and we could prompt each other back and forth.

Extremely underrated scene

i painted this scene forever ago cause i thought the composition was beautiful (digitally painted. but whatever)

Extremely underrated scene

i painted this scene forever ago cause i thought the composition was beautiful (digitally painted. but whatever)