The Way This Got Me Giggling With Teary Eyes And Kicking My Feet

the danger of going on socials to look at pretty fanart of your favorite fandoms is that there is always ship art and it's always

"oh i don't ship them but they are cute"

"oh this is so cute of them!"

"wait... i didn't think of them like this- this is kinda v wholesome..."

"well... i DO want fanart of them but it doesn't HAVE to be shipping fanart haha..."

"*sighs in defeat as i enter ao3 and search up fics of new ship to obsess over*"

A question I get asked a lot while working at a public library is "how do you deal with homeless people?"

And the answer is, we don't.

The unhoused people who come here seeking refuge 99% of the time understand that they will be kicked out if they misbehave.

The people you have to watch out for are Jessica, who only came because the kid she didn't want had to visit for a homework assignment and she just *needs* to yell at her child for asking to borrow two books or stay an extra five minutes, or Michael, who came in to look at porn on our computers for whatever fucking reason, or Karen who just wanted to come by to throw a fit that the particular book she wanted was checked out and harrass our staff about our collection being too limited.

99% of the time, the people we need to ban are middle to upper-middle class white people while the homeless and mentally ill/disabled people mind their own damn business and are honestly some of the best patrons we have.

when I was a little kid at some point I got upset with my parents because I didn't have a crucifix in my bedroom and they did- I was like why do YOU get to be safe from vampires??? you're okay with me getting my blood sucked???? so we took a little trip to the catholic store but the one closest to us was run by a group of nuns that had been moved here from romania. I got a little baby pink cross and this sweet old nun was like 'aww, is this a baptism gift?' and I was like no. I need to be protected from vampires. and she immediately got SO serious and was like 'this is the best one we've got, you'll definitely be safe' and since she was literally from vampire land I was convinced she was like, van helsing. like the whole time my parents had been laughing about how cute my fear was but she literally Knew dracula and was taking my concerns seriously I held this over my parents for so long lmfao

dan heng imbibitor lunae? no.

dhil? yes<3

stop making fun of bad people for being fat or having small dicks or being socially awkward or whatever else you seem to think is a fair target. none of that shit has anything to do with why theyre bad. i don’t care if a nazi has a stutter or a terf has thinning hair or whatever. at best youre missing the point, at worst your comments are gonna hurt vulnerable people more than they will ever affect the shitty person you’re mocking. why are you so attached to these bullshit standards anyway?

my sister:

me, hunched over a bowl as i was mixing hair dye in the dark in the kitchen:

my sister: ... so what color this time?

Dick: I don’t dress the way I do because it’s sexy.

Dick: I dress the way I do because it puts queer people at ease and makes bigots wildly uncomfortable.

i wanna talk about this shot

Shorter conservatives: me, me, me.