ur local hoodrat, writing fanfic and being pretentious since 1679 | alt is ohsnapidroppedmykidney
46 posts
writing mood™️
In regards of the Trump government scraping all trans inclusion in its queer information portion of its websites I have made this thing. Spread the word. Don't let them pretend we never existed.
P.S: Don't like! Reblog! <3
When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.
i saw a license plate this morning that said ‘drgn slr’ which probably means ‘dragon slayer’ but ‘dragon slur’ is funnier. dragon faggot. draggot if you will.
I fucking hate that the general response to RFK Jr's eugenist take on autistic people is "autistic people do pay taxes, autistic people do work, autistic people do date!"
Some autistic people don't and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life. Some autistic people do need constant help and support and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life.
Once again we're falling in the right wing trap of :
They make a hateful, fascist statement
Instead of focusing on the fact that it is hateful and fascist we try to show them that they are factually wrong
We throw our own allies and the most vulnerable of us under the bus in the process
We legitimise an only slightly less hateful, fascist view as we go
They have completed their goal of making us accept the still hateful, fascist second version, hurrah. What a victory.
Right now what we're getting to with that is that autistic people who can work and pay taxes are okay, and the others aren't. Fuck this shit.
Same thing happens with the people who are being deported ("they have a visa!", "they didn't even have a criminal record!" -> even if they didn't have a visa, even if they did have a criminal record, deporting them and detaining them in what's essentially a concentration camp wouldn't be okay, you absolute tools of fascism.)
omg that’s so cool. it’s like hop
I want to make pysanky sooooo bad but have you SEEN the price of eggs these days?
before and after
genuinely wild to me when I go to someone's house and we watch TV or listen to music or something and there are ads. I haven't seen an ad in my home since 2005. what do you mean you haven't set up multiple layers of digital infrastructure to banish corporate messaging to oblivion before it manifests? listen, this is important. this is the 21st century version of carving sigils on the wall to deny entry to demons or wearing bells to ward off the Unseelie. come on give me your router admin password and I'll show you how to cast a protective spell of Get Thee Tae Fuck, Capital
Reverse of this post.
AU Unrealistic 90s, sorry
Eddie is like: "Well, Steve is just a really loyal ally. Really… physically loyal. And caring. I guess that's just the level of friendship a popular dude has." And Steve is genuinely convinced that they've been together for a long time and that Eddie knows.
1986:
They start hanging out. Then they hang out every day. Then they live at Steve's for a week straight.
Steve: “You can leave your stuff here, you know. Closet’s half empty.” Eddie: “Damn, you really are the most considerate straight dude I know.” Steve: “…Huh?”
1986:
They regularly sleep in the same bed. Sometimes they hold hands. Sometimes they kiss. Sometimes they kiss for a long time. Sometimes for a very long time.
Eddie (after kissing): “This is crazy. I mean, I get it, experimenting and all…” Steve: “What?” Eddie: “Nothing. I’m cool. You’re cool. We’re cool.” Steve (искренне): “Yeah. We’re the best couple I know.” Eddie: “…Couple of what, though?” Steve: “What?”
1987:
Steve gives Eddie a silver ring on a leather cord. Eddie wears it, even in the shower.
Eddie: “This is, like, a friendship ring, right?” Steve: “That’s literally a promise ring.” Eddie: “…A promise of what?” Steve: “Of us, Eddie. What the hell else would I mean?” Eddie: “Right. Us. Bros. Tight.”
1987:
Eddie: “You take care of me like we’re married.” Steve (smiling): “We might someday.” Eddie: “We might… legally non-binding kind of way.” Steve: “Eddie. We file taxes together.” Eddie: “You’re just very organized!”
1988:
Robin: “How’s your boyfriend?” Eddie: “Boyfriend? Who?” Robin: “Steve. Your literal partner in life. Your domestic co-op. The man whose shampoo you steal.” Eddie: “Steve’s not my boyfriend. We’re just… you know… post-labels.” Robin: “Eddie. You live together, you kiss. He holds your hand. He told me you're his boyfriend.” Eddie: “…He what?”
1988: Eddie: “Steve. Real question. Are we… dating?” Steve: “You’re joking, right?” Eddie: “Sorry! I didn't mean to! Maybe I misunderstood. I… I'm sorry, did I ruin everything between us?” Steve: “Eddie. We have a dog. We hosted Thanksgiving. We kiss. We have sex. You made me a Mixtape titled ‘songs that remind me of us’.” Eddie: “I thought you just needed a roommate with benefits and deep emotional intimacy?” Steve: “That’s literally a relationship.” Eddie: “…Holy shit. We’re boyfriends?” Steve: “We’ve been boyfriends for years, Munson.” Eddie: “Huh. Go figure. Guess I’m dating King Steve.” Steve: “You’re lucky I love you.”
Now that Eddie’s caught up emotionally, he’s 110% in. Possibly too in.
Eddie: “So... should we elope? Vegas? Matching rings? I’m thinking silver, with little bats engraved—” Steve (choking on his cereal): “Wait. What? Now you want to get married?” Eddie: “Well, yeah! We’re already basically married, babe.” Steve: “Don’t ‘babe’ me while talking about bat rings and eloping.” Eddie (grinning): “Too late, husband.”
*** Eddie: “So I saw this house. Big porch. Weird attic. Ghost potential’s high, but I think we can make it work.” Steve: “...Are you asking if I want to buy a house with you?” Eddie: “Well, yeah. We live together. We share a car. We kiss. A lot. I have a drawer full of your socks. I think it’s time we haunt a place jointly.” Steve: “This is how you propose real estate to me?” Eddie: “You should be grateful. The realtor loved my ‘gothic charm.’” Steve: (sighs) “We’re gonna need a mortgage... and a sage bundle.” Eddie: “You love it.” Steve: “I do.”
Grocery store, middle of the cereal aisle:
Cashier: “You want to sign up for the store discount card?” Eddie: “Yeah—uh, do I have to put my husband’s name too, or just mine?” Steve (pauses, then stares): Cashier: “...Congratulations?” Steve: tearing up immediately, holding a box of Cheerios like it’s a wedding bouquet Eddie (realizing): “Wait, you’re crying??” Steve: “You said—you said husband! In public!” Eddie: “I also said ‘Cheerios,’ are we crying about those too?” Steve: “Shut up.” Eddie (gently): “I meant it.” Steve: “I know. That’s why I’m crying.”
Later that night, in their definitely haunted new house: Eddie (quietly, as they’re brushing their teeth): “You know I really do want to marry you, right?” Steve (mouth full of toothpaste): “Mhm.” Eddie: “Not just for grocery discounts.” Steve (spitting): “I love you.” Eddie: “I love you too, husband.”
The key shortcut of "windows key" and "." held together has changed my life
like
emoji access? supremely powerful 🙂💖
But
Kaomoji ?
The year is 2013 and I am unstoppable ヾ(•ω•`)o o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブo(*°▽°*)o
NEW FIC WHO CHEERED?
"will byers meets mike wheeler in a room of darkness. he's loud, messy and slightly socially inept. he's already had the worst last year of his life and he does not need one more thing, or person, piling onto that.
so he's cold. he's icy. he leaves passive aggressive notes on their minifridge (but if mike would just put his socks AWAY then...).
but the two are destined to be a lot more than just mutually hated roommates. and it all begins with an anonymous radio show Late Night Caller."
basically the byler college roommates au i could NOT stop thinking about
see him schmoove
notice how nobody’s asking whether or not boycotting makes you sad or uncomfortable ??? it’s because nobody gives a shit. boycotting isn’t supposed to be comfortable for you at all times. get your shit together and stand with trans women.
to summarize: you have the moral backbone of a flatworm if your response every time harry potter comes up is to make it about your inability to give up a book
to summarize: you have the moral backbone of a flatworm if your response every time harry potter comes up is to make it about your inability to give up a book
the earth won’t cater to you, why should ao3 ???
I only hate certain types of fic the same way I hate mosquitos and ticks. Like get these nasty little buggers away from me but also I respect their place in the ecosystem.
"But what if my school's not accepting or doesn't have a GSA club?"
We hear that - that's why LGBTQ+ youth can pair up with various different types of organizations to apply for a Changemakers grant, including:
• Nonprofits
• Public libraries
• LGBTQ+ centers
• Public schools and GSA clubs
• And other youth-supporting community organizations!
A fave example: One of our previous grantees from a GSA club in Vermillion, South Dakota couldn't get their school on board with their idea. So instead, they paired up with a local mural artist organization to create a giant sparkly unicorn Pride mural on the side of a downtown restaurant - which went on to earn the town a USA Today Reader's Choice award for small towns with the best art scenes!
Youth + a partner organization can apply for a grant now by May 5th at itgetbetter.org/changemakers
Hey btw, this is how I attach loops on fabric strips for belts, decorative straps, etc. Take a soda can tab, attach it to the loop with jewellery chain links, and then sew them both onto the inside of the fabric before sewing the seam shut.
reblogging to remember this bc i LOVE rockstar eddie more than anything
THIS. this is the correct attitude. she funds the despair of so many trans people every day, there’s no room for what’s “too harsh” and what’s not. her hate doesn’t just live on the internet, she’s making real life waves and that doesn’t upset you all enough
also I wholeheartedly am wishing death on JKR and I don't give a shit if it's unethical at this point her existence is way more unethical.
this hurt my chest. like angst doesn’t usually do much to me in any one capacity but this made me upset man. great job
The radio crackled on. Robin clutched the microphone as steady as she could, the poor thing not used to the rough location of Steve's beat up Beemer.
"Evening, Hawkins," she announced into the mic. Not in her typical bravado. This was all Robin: trembling, scared, but defiant against it. "This is Rockin' Robin, here with Sailin' Steve in what very well may be our last broadcast."
She adjusts her spear, getting Steve to double check his shield. Not easy to do while speeding down the road, but when their destination is the same no matter where he goes, it doesn't quite matter anymore, does it?
"It's been a pleasure serving you lovely people and WSQK Radio," Robin continues, her voice shaking less as the certainty of her words takes over. "But it's time for us to sign off one last time."
"The end of the world is calling, baby," Steve says, loud enough for the radio to pick up. It's the first time he's ever dared to speak into it, and the wave of power it gives him makes him feel possessed. With the way his hand moves off the wheel to twist the knob of the barely functioning sound board between them, turning the music up as he accelerates and fueling his words, he may as well be. "We're here to pick up the call."
Steve grips the stick in front of the sound board, clutching the leather as familiar as the denim beneath his war clothes. "We've got one final song for you all, dedicated to an old friend of mine."
He smells ash. Tastes blood on the tip of his tongue. Feels the sting in his sides like a call from the other side.
Not painful. Hopeful.
Daring.
Trusting.
Fueling.
"We're gonna finish what you started, bud. I'm gonna make him pay."
As the first notes of the guitar solo to "Crazy Train" begin rattling his car, as his fingers tighten impossibly more on the wheel and a tear rolls down his cheek, he feels the ghost of a hand on his shoulder.
Ring laden.
Strong in its fear. Familiar in its loss.
Steve grits his teeth. Takes a deep breath as a calmness burns just as bright as the fire of vengeance.
"Eddie Munson, this is for you."
Then he shifts the stick, grips the wheel, and speeds straight into the apocalypse.
The radio crackled on. Robin clutched the microphone as steady as she could, the poor thing not used to the rough location of Steve's beat up Beemer.
"Evening, Hawkins," she announced into the mic. Not in her typical bravado. This was all Robin: trembling, scared, but defiant against it. "This is Rockin' Robin, here with Sailin' Steve in what very well may be our last broadcast."
She adjusts her spear, getting Steve to double check his shield. Not easy to do while speeding down the road, but when their destination is the same no matter where he goes, it doesn't quite matter anymore, does it?
"It's been a pleasure serving you lovely people and WSQK Radio," Robin continues, her voice shaking less as the certainty of her words takes over. "But it's time for us to sign off one last time."
"The end of the world is calling, baby," Steve says, loud enough for the radio to pick up. It's the first time he's ever dared to speak into it, and the wave of power it gives him makes him feel possessed. With the way his hand moves off the wheel to twist the knob of the barely functioning sound board between them, turning the music up as he accelerates and fueling his words, he may as well be. "We're here to pick up the call."
Steve grips the stick in front of the sound board, clutching the leather as familiar as the denim beneath his war clothes. "We've got one final song for you all, dedicated to an old friend of mine."
He smells ash. Tastes blood on the tip of his tongue. Feels the sting in his sides like a call from the other side.
Not painful. Hopeful.
Daring.
Trusting.
Fueling.
"We're gonna finish what you started, bud. I'm gonna make him pay."
As the first notes of the guitar solo to "Crazy Train" begin rattling his car, as his fingers tighten impossibly more on the wheel and a tear rolls down his cheek, he feels the ghost of a hand on his shoulder.
Ring laden.
Strong in its fear. Familiar in its loss.
Steve grits his teeth. Takes a deep breath as a calmness burns just as bright as the fire of vengeance.
"Eddie Munson, this is for you."
Then he shifts the stick, grips the wheel, and speeds straight into the apocalypse.
The 4chan situation could be disastrous for the internet ecosystem. As porous as the containment boards (/pol/, /r9k1/, /b/, /vt/, /pony/) were, they still managed to keep a lot of shitty people mostly quarantined from everywhere else mostly through familiarity. Now, all of those wretched specimens, the no-longer ironic Nazis and snuff enthusiasts and self-described lolicons and parasocial stalkers are IN THE WIND. There's people on that website who have never changed their habits since Web 1.0, and they're all going to be barreling through reddit and facebook and TUMBLR like living toxic bombs, ruining everything they touch because they no longer have their outlet. These people use "fag" like punctuation, and they have to find their way in a world that says "unalive" now.
I hate a "you're not a vibe bro" type of a hater. Dogs don't see colours the same way that people do, and yet your dog has never told you that you're stupid for taking a picture of a sunset. Just because you can't see the beauty of something doesn't mean that everyone must live in a world as dull and ugly as yours.
Let an aesthetic bitch be.
bakugou being so whipped for kirishima that when other people bring up things about him kiri is wildly confused.
them talking about how stubborn bk is and kiri being confused bc wdym stubborn ?? just say please ?? when everyone else has to argue with him for a minimum of three days before they start making headway.
someone says bk doesn’t pay much attention to his classmates and kiri is like “but he knows my shirt size favorire food and social security number wdym” meanwhile bk isn’t totally sure how to spell aoyama’s name.
So I realized that I don’t actually know of a calendar of what I call “tumblr holidays,” which are days that are only really important to fandom/tumblr memes and you always make sure to reblog that one post (or many posts!) that celebrates it.
Anyway, in honour of today being October 3rd, I figured I should attempt to make a tumblr holidays masterpost.
General
Every Tuesday: SPN - It’s Tuesday
February
February 13th: Parks and Rec - Galentine’s Day
March
March 7th - Mr Crabs opens Krusty Krab 2
March 14th: Pi Day
March 15th: Ides of March
March 23rd: Ever Given blocks the Suez Canal
March 31st: Parks and Rec - “I didn’t know March 31st existed.”
April
Entire month of April: “It’s Gonna Be May”
April 1st: Community - “From now on, April Fools Day is banished. At Greendale, April 1st is officially March 32nd forever”
April 8th: Empire Records, Rex Manning Day
April 13: Homestuck Day
April 13th: Neil Banging out the Tunes
April 22nd: Earth Day - “HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE GROUND”
April 25th: Miss Congeniality - The Perfect Date, because “it’s not too hot and not too cold. All you need is a light jacket.”
April 30: “It’s Gonna Be May” – Yes, this is a repeat but so many people have sent me this “addition” even though it’s already included and literally the first item on this list that I’m adding it again :P
May
May 1st: “It’s Gonna Be May”
May 1st: Tweet - “Damn it’s May 1st already? What’s next, May 2nd? Fuck everything”
May 2nd: The Rock’s Birthday
May 2nd: Harry Potter - Battle of Hogwarts
May 4th: Star Wars Day - May the 4th Be With You
May 5/6th: Star Wars Day - Revenge of the Fifth/Sixth
May 25th: Douglas Adams/Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Towel Day
May 25th: Terry Pratchett’s Discworld, Night Watch - Glorious 25th of May
June
June 5th/6th: Les Mis - Barricade Day
June 19th: Don’t Hug Me, I’m Scared
June 27: “We Will Be Back June 27th”
July
Juy 31st - Harry Potter - Harry Potter’s Birthday
August
August 30 - Frankenstein Day (Mary Shelley’s birthday)
September
September 1st: Harry Potter - First Day of Hogwarts
October
October 1st: First Day of Halloween
October 3rd: Mean Girls - “On October 3rd, he asked me what day it was”
October 3rd: Full Metal Alchemist - “Don’t Forget 3.OCT.11”
October 9th: Spongebob Squarepants - Leif Erikson Day
October 13th: Parks and Rec - “TREAT YO SELF”
October 17th: Mean Girls - “Two weeks later, we spoke again.”
October 19th: Community - “October 19th is a feeling in all of us”
October 21st: Back to the Future Day
November
November 1st: Nightmare Before Christmas - “There’s only 365 days left until next Halloween!” “364!”
November 5th: Back to the Future - “That was the day I invented time travel!”
November 5th - V for Vendetta - “Remember, remember, the fifth of November…”
November 5th - Anniversary of US Election-Destiel-Putin Chaos
November 7th: Mass Effect - N7 Day
December
Entire month of December: Doctor Who - No I shan’t, it’s Christmas!
December 10th: Lizzie Bennet Diaries - “Please, it’s Christmas!” “It’s December 10th!”
December 23rd: Friends - Happy Christmas Eve Eve
December 23rd: Seinfeld - Festivus
December 23rd: Christmas Adam
December 23rd: RENT fandom appears
December 24th: Muppets Only One More Sleep Till Christmas
Please feel free to add your own/message me with holidays that you remember, so I keep this updated. Whenever they come up, I always forget to actually tag/track them, so I’m missing A LOT.
had a dream that someone suggested the best gender neutral form of address would be Mþ (pronounced Myth) and i immediately said "mith me with that gay shit HEYOOO" and woke up at 4:30am hanging sideways off of my bed