I am out and about and slowly develop a vague sense that Something Has Happened, so I open up Tumblr and it’s just a wall of Destiel Crab Rave.
I’m a waitress in a deep red state. I want my worst table of the night to burst into tears about it.
Every once in a while, when I’m feeling low, I think about the death of Stalin, and remind myself that, if he isn’t currently on live television, for all we know, *it could have already happened.*
So far it’s been a disappointment every time, but sometimes you just need a little something to get you through the night.
Literal sunshine boy and probably the reason why PresAux’s solar batteries never run dry. I have finally read all the books and all I can say is I love you, Ratthi 😭💖.
Also, i know they’re way past using phones but we have to let it slide.
to be honest I think working on a sewing machine strains my eyes as much as being on a computer does. However, I am incentivized to remain alert and focused by keeping my fingers within stabbing distance of a needle making 60 stitches per minutes.
Me: oh boy I can’t wait to have a cool jacket
The hungry and voracious sewing machine: CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CHUNK-A CH
@luxlightly I wanna meet your junki deathmetal ultrafuck, they sound capable of sewing me a tool pouch.
It’s a Juki TL-2000Qi semi-industrial sewing machine and it can probably sew through solid steel.
It does exactly two things, a forward straight stitch and a backward straight stitch, and you’ll be GODDAMN grateful it even lets you do that. You want to do zig zags? Get fucked.
Threading it takes about 10 steps and feels like trying to defuse a bomb. It’s got a side fed bobbin case that takes an additional 3 or 4 steps to thread. If it’s not sharp or strong enough, it’ll snap through a heavy duty needle and without even slowing down, no matter stopping, sending the tip flying through the air at speeds capable of sending a piece of straw through a telephone pole. It’s compatible with exactly 0 of any other parts from any other brand machine except sometimes needles and it has a palpable air of bloodlust surrounding it.
But it’ll sew through 4 layers of denim like a hot knife through butter.
The college art lab my mom teaches at has got THIS EXACT MODEL of sewing machine, and it’s injured more students than all the other machines in the lab put together. Including several Lasers and a Bandsaw.
I didn’t get a picture last time, but I feel like @facelessoldgargoyle@luxlightly should know that a copy of this post has been printed out and taped on the wall next to it.
Was talking to a coworker today who explained that her grandfather was like Snow White “but Californian. And an old man.” in that the creatures of the forest would follow him around and presumably duet with him.
“When he died the ravens sat in the trees outside for a week, watching. Taking turns. A horde of raccoons tried to break into the house every night, tearing at the siding. Eventually they gave up, but it was unsettling.”
“Aww. They were checking on him!” I said, like a normal person. Internally, I thought “Maybe you could do the thing you do with dead pets, where you show them to the living pets so the living pet understands they’re gone. But I guess if you did that to a bunch of scavenging species, they’d be like “Well, that’s very sad but he IS food now.” So what you’d need, for human sensibilities, is some sort of transparent corpse barrier. Like a see-through coffin oh that’s what the dwarves were doing! You’ve stopped paying attention to this conversation about the loss of a beloved family member you gotta phase back in.”
when I started to become more openly black online instead of a generic furry trans artist, I noticed I have been facing a lot of racism from it
my characters and myself being more fetishized by reactionaries-
people questioning if I’m truly black, saying they’ll just “pretend I’m a white person” (weird)
my vents about my grudges with white people being anti black to me is twisted into being too “mean to white people and that I’m on white devil speech and I need to be nicer to them”
it’s just crazy how I’m treated no differently for being black online than I am IRL, and this is mostly done WITHIN leftist spaces. it’s exhausting.
it really does suck being treated like subhuman by people who are supposed to be my allies, especially when I criticize white fragility along with how antiblackness is too prevalent among our spaces specifically.
they see me as a crazy hotep for embracing black positivity and critical thinking towards non black individuals who benefit from white supremacy by being antiblack. and I hate that I’m not safe from this even in fandom spaces (which are exceptionally racist in its own ways) just blugh
what fucking sucks the most is that vents on antiblackness gets mostly ignored, especially when Its a black person’s own experiences but when non black people essentially repeat our voice they get thousands of notes of people going “yeah racism bad”
white people genuinely only care when other white people tell them stuff. it’s so frustrating and I want people to deprogram this mindset.
best part of angel exterminatus is definitely “i understand you expect me to be your lapdog” but SECOND best part is when eidolon is convincing a visiting IW that he should be at the club
Shotgunning hookah smoke into this guy’s face, gosh 😳
evemer and kadou from a taste of gold and iron by @ariaste ! finally got around to reading the book and ogh my god im obsessed…… expect more fanart soon eheh
Oh and I want to fight all the Gen Z kids who are like ‘teehee, we’ll just do lavender marriages instead!’ Some of us are adults who want equal rights and protections under the law of our land.
Yeah, we wanted legal marriages because your spouse’s horrid family could show up, get you kicked out of the hospital, steal all of their stuff, and there was nothing you could do about it.
When my wife went in for surgery before we got married, it was me and her horrifically homophobic mother in the surgery center waiting room and I knew without a doubt that if anything went wrong, I would be expected to leave without any access to her belongings, the pictures of us on her phone, or the funeral itself, and the obituary would not mention me or our relationship at all.
And that was after almost a decade of marriage equality! The fear and anxiety leading up to that surgery and the recovery process after reinforced for me just how important marriage can be. It’s a form of self-determination.
Lest we forget
(Image of Electric Fan (Feel It Motherfuckers) by John Boskovich)
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