thegreatjackal:

sprachtraeume:

homohet:

abab

assigned born at birth

assigned baby at birth

all babies are bastards

fartgallery:

moody-hermitcrab:

fartgallery:

not to alarm anyone but if u look at the moon with one eye and then close it and open the other one you see another identical moon a little bit to the left. why has science covered up the existence of this second, secret moon? we are the people and we demand answers

Parallax, my friend

thats a stupid name. it should be called “moon 2″

asymbina:

forest-of-books:

ayellowbirds:

monstersdownthepath:

vonbaghager:

A faerie introduces himself. Then, holding out a hand, asks, “And your name, please?”

And, like a fool, you give it to him.

I got asked for clarification on this (but can’t reblog that particular post cuz on mobile), which I’m more than happy to provide.

In this post, a faerie is asking for ‘your’ name. The way he is wording it, however, and the accompanying beckoning motion, makes it seem as though he is asking for you to physically hand your name over. Which, because of how some faeries operate, he is.

In this instance, saying your name aloud to the fae would be literally giving your name over to him, the exact consequences of which are left up to the imagination–usually, a fae even knowing your name gives it some measure of power over you, but giving something your name would likely let it completely take over your life.

In this instance, the wording you want to use is something like “I will not give you my name, but I will tell you that it’s [name].” Alternately, you can just lie to him.

Might i suggest the less direct yet still name-preserving “you may call me…”? It dodges the request while still giving an answer of a name, which does not even have to be yours, but any name you feel like telling the fae they can use to refer to you. I would recommend “Ainsel”.

Glad Tumblr is still dispensing useful real-life tips

Tumblr: tells me that people in the Old Country have a healthy respect for the Eldritch Horror sort of fairy

Also Tumblr: gives me Useful Life Pro Tips for dealing with said Eldritch Horror sort

neurodivergent-crow:

scarlettohairdye:

OKAY SO I had a coworker who was otherwise a standard clueless Straight White Guy, but this dude loved his wife and he knew her real good.
And his wife LOVES shitty grocery store icing.
So the first thing she’d always do with any cake is shove her fingers into the corner and scoop off whatever abomination of a flower was on there and eat it off her fingers.

SO THIS DUDE
GOES TO THE STORE
AND HAS THEM MAKE A WHOLE CAKE OUT OF FROSTING
Brings it home to his wife for her birthday
She shoves her fingers into it and then they just keep going
FROSTING ALL THE WAY DOWN
He said the look on her face was the best thing he’d ever seen in his life
It gives me hope that even a clueless Straight White Guy knew and loved his wife enough to give her the perfect birthday present cake frosting abomination

And I love to imagine the conversation he had to have with the grocery store bakery.

That’s disgusting, what a good husband