Literally Every Sleep Advice Pamphlet And Website: Don’t Do Things Before Bedtime! No Reading! No Video

Reading reviews for havdalah candles written by unsuspecting Christian housewives who bought them to use for dinner candles is my new passion. I’ll be laughing for an eternity.

cuteeeee

Burrito

why can i never get my partner to watch Overly Sarcastic Productions with meeeeeeeee i just wanna show you how GAY the past was in it’s story telling and how cool some of these story’s areeeee  can’t i just please show you Dionysus and why he’s so cool to me???? ;U;

Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made

a few reminders because i’m tired and angry

fandom is a hobby, not a form of activism

adult women aren’t inherently creepy for being in fandom and having hobbies apart from raising babies and doing taxes

the vast majority of people pushing back against the worrying trend of instigating harassment over fictional characters and relationships aren’t incest supporters or pedophiles, actually

liking a m/f ship doesn’t make someone a dirty heterosexual invading your space

preferring gay ships doesn’t make you ‘’woke’’ and good

no one owes you a disclaimer that they are a good person who recognizes that their favorite fictional villain’s actions are evil and that they don’t condone those actions irl

liking a fictional villain is in no way comparable to advocating abuse/murder/genocide/etc and you’re a fucking idiot if you believe that

just because a woman is attracted to a fictional villain doesn’t mean she’s promoting toxic relationships or going to end up in a toxic relationship. assuming women can’t tell fiction and reality apart stinks of internalized misogyny 

some rando’s a/b/o fanfics have none of the level of influence that popular tv shows and movies spreading propaganda have

no one owes you a detailed description of their traumas and mental health problems

abusive relationships are not the same as enemies to lovers ships

y’all need to chill the fuck out over people, relationships, actions and events that don’t actually exist and learn how to enjoy and discuss them like normal people

fandom is a hobby, not a form of activism

feel free to add more

lol

6 Things I learned from OSP’s Miscellaneous Myths Loki episode:

1.) Loki is canonically a beautiful Twink/Femboy.

2.) Despite being considered a male God, he would change species/gender so much it didn’t really matter.

3.) No one actually knows what Loki was the God of and there were no recorded sacrifices in his name unlike any of the other Norse Gods.

4.) Loki didn’t want anything to happen to his Monster Children,(Daughter Hel, Son Fenris, and Serpent Jormungandr), and tried to hide them away until the rest found out.

5.) Despite being a mischievous “Evil in Disposition” God, he usually ends up using said cunning/trickery fixing messes whether or not he caused them. 

He is also just as often used as a scapegoat by the Gods to expunge themselves of guilt for the wrongdoings they commit. Yes Loki causes a lot of mischief, but he receives a disproportionate amount of punishment from his peers. It’s to the point that he’s portrayed as a comparably sympathetic character even in the original text.

5.) If Loki can get mpreg…

…He will get mpregged.

Seriously, the dude’s given birth more times than his actual wife and all the Goddesses combined!

So I found this caterpillar on my way to class

We’re bros

me when a girl refers to her “partner”: 👀 me when i find out she was talking about her boyfriend with a beard: 😴

it’s like I DO want to be feminine in the way a man is feminine. if I’m performing feminity I don’t want it to be read as an inherent reflection of my gender and who I am. I don’t want someone to call me ma’am or be called a girl. like. it’s drag. only it can’t be drag for me, because it’s not actually subverting anything, is it? so I’m in this spot where I either cannot allow myself any femininity or I do and accept the consequences of perception. my wearing eyeliner isn’t a subversion, a quiet rebellion, it’s perceived as fulfilling an expectation. somehow I can never be masc enough to be percieved as I want to be, so any introduction of femininity feels like a defeat. and yet sometimes I want to wear the pretty things that are still in my closet! or play around with makeup. but it isn’t a young boy getting into his mother’s vanity and heels, it’s growing up into the fulfillment of the wants of the mother and the rest of society as a blank whole.