Fun fact: I'm trans+use a mini platypus toy to pack. And whenever I put it in I sing quietly 'my penis is a platypus'.
anon this is by far my new favorite ask thank you for this
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Why is the recent epsi of loki season 2 making me so mad
because Loki, Sylvie, and Mobius didn't have a threesome in the bed of her truck? 😔
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thank you SO much for uploading all these! i'm having so much fun going through them all :') great stuff keep it up!
No problem! I love archiving videos, but I'm always paranoid that I'll lose them all somehow, so posting them here ensures I'll never lose them and I get to share them with everyone!
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i love your blog! it's a great archive that imo deserves to be a bigger presence on swiftie tumblr.
Thank you!!! I spent months during quarantine making my own little Taylor video archive, and when I realized how loosely enforced tumblr's copyright rules are, I figured I could share my collection with the rest of the fandom! I'm so glad you like it!
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I think we should have a turn of phrase for "I'm not in the right, but I AM annoyed with this situation, so I just need to go bitch to a friend about this before I suck it up and go do the right thing" because more and more I'm finding this is a critical element of functional adulthood.
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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sooo... @ranilla-bean wrote a fic The Iconoclast
beta read by @faux-fires
but before rana and i got to talk lots about sout eats asian clothing and khmer cuture and...
i stat down... drew the first one... and the other two. enojoy?
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Lots of me
AT FIRST I WAS THINKING "HEY, THIS IS GREAT!"
... but there's more of me than even I can tolerate :(
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Now that u mention it. The sylkius threesome sounds like a better idea!
I'm not saying Kevin Feige should hire me to plot out his Marvel shows, but I'm not not saying that, either
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fyi, this says it’s question, but it’s invisible: https://www.tumblr.com/surprisesongoclock/722627970080145408/taylor-swift-performs-question-at-gillette
oh crap, you're right 😅 tumblr's kinda broken for me rn because sUpPoSeDlY I Almost Do has been processing for days on end so I can't upload any videos right now, but as soon as i get that sorted out, I'll upload the right video. thank you so much for pointing that out. I should really check before I post these videos to make sure I have the right one loaded lol
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What makes you think midnight rain is about Tom? She already had made her name and fame when she was with him. She didnt have to chose between him and making a career
Everything.
It's about an ex that she still likes and she still thinks is a good person and she still has love for, and there aren't a whole lot of exes she still likes, so that knocks out a lot of the competition cough fuck you john mayer cough. And when she says she was making her own name, it's right after saying that he wanted a bride, which means it had to be recent. I doubt Taylor Lautner or Connor Kennedy were looking to get married fresh out of high school. And with the rumors that Tom actually did propose to Taylor -- rumors I'm not sure I believe because they make me sad, but champagne problems almost sounds like it was inspired (but not directly about) someone that very situation -- it seems a lot more likely that it's about Tom than Calvin. So when she says she's focused on making her own name and chasing that fame, I'm pretty sure she doesn't mean it was the start of her career and she's just a young girl in Nashville trying to make it somewhere in the country music capitol of the world; I think she's talking about how 1989 was her peak, and she was so focused on making the most of it and trying to hold onto that popularity that she couldn't give her all to their relationship. And that seems to track with what little she's sung about him, because ever since Getaway Car, she's been implying that Tom was far more dedicated to their relationship than she was, and she's given a million different reasons why, ranging from him being a rebound to her love for Joe to, now, her desire to hold onto her fame.
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