I never post on this hell website anymore but… bro… they are teens.
GUYS I ADDED LYRICS TO THE WONDERLAND SONG!
You made it!
Hopefully you didn’t have too much trouble navigating the Wilds!
Hey, hello sirs
And ladies!
Welcome, welcome, to Wonderland!
You will find, your heart’s, desire
Come in, and spin, and see what you will sacrifice, come on!
One two three, spin the wheel, what will it be, an eye an ear?
One two three, spin it good, don’t be rude
Come on darling play!
One two three four five seven eight, how long will it take, will you play, will you break?
You wanna be free? There’s nowhere to flee!
Hey, hello sirs, and ladies! Welcome, most welcome, to Wonderland!
Trust, Forsake, Trust Forsake, what will it be, will you make a mistake?
Trust, Forsake, Trust, Forsake, press the button, no need to wait
Come in, Will you win? Or will this challenge be your end?
Oh look, it’s time for the bonus round!
One two three, you can escape, one betrayal is all it’ll take
One two three, heal your wounds, but don’t forget our two-to-one rules!
One two three four five seven eight, are we real, are we fake?
Push, push through, and you, you’ll go, leave the show, aglow
Trust me darling I know!
Break the rules, my beautiful jewels, my sweet little fools
And you better believe, you won’t get to leave
This game that we weave…
Happy
Just press play my fellow Germans
Shoutout to @jointhepartypod for tearing out my heart in the most wonderful way. Anyone who is into podcasts and D&D (or people who are not but wanna start out, do iiiiit) should give it a listen, it’s fantastic!
i love that one old timey 1910s trans dude who has a tiny wikipedia page for himself that he earned entirely due to him starting fights in bars and being the city’s hottest casanova
oh my GOD this is the best list
“ “[DEADNAME] Again" “
Like this glorious jerk got arrested so many times that was literally ALL THEY HAD TO WRITE IN THE PAPER
He was a vagrant street kid and Seattle girls were all over this guy, to the point where it caused a moral panic. There’s a famous anecdote about a women proclaiming her love in Denny Park and then trying to shoot herself, but most of these reports were falsely worded in a way that suggest his female admirers were “upset about being deceived” when really they were upset that he was wooing other women, or trying to get his attention by being as extra as possible.
What you also should know is that back in the day “seduction” was a literal crime that could put you in prison (unless you married the woman you seduced) but since he wasn’t cis they couldn’t really CHARGE HIM with anything. Legend.
I especially like “Seattle Woman Appears in Men’s Clothes Because She Says Her Features Make it Possible.” I can’t imagine anything but someone going “Hey! You can’t dress like that!” and him responding “Oh yes I can. You see, I look very good.”
role model tbh
so i used something called infinite jukebox to cut out every other beat of this song and
well
here ya go
250 miles
I’m having a fucking stroke
*vaguely scottish noises*
when I whmp, well I nunna be, wanna be who wakes to you. when I gwmp, ay I nonna be, wanna be who go wih you.
if I *SLAM*, well I nonna be, wanna be who geks to you. if I heh, ay I nonna be, wanna be who’s into you.
but hwn wive head manna ood wive hun, must’ve done mcwhaff an’ puff aodood.
when I’m wock, yes I nonna be, nunna be who’s wock for you. an’ na mungeh, well then fuck I do, I subley plin to you.
an’ I clankahoe I nunna be, unna be who coal to you. if I brokhe, well I nonna be, unna be who’s cold with you.
but wood wive hen manna hood wive hun, musta dub mcwhaff an’ *bloop* muff aonouds
nahnahnah, dahdahdah, nahnahnah, dahdahdah, dladadadadadadadah nahnah*bloop*nah, dahdahdah nahnahnah, dahdahdah, dladadadadadadadah (hoh!)
when I’m luh’, well I nunna be, onna be who’s without you. when I’m drmp, well I nunna dream, unna drink a pint with you.
AAH KWENG! well I nonna be, ‘nna be new good with you. an’ I cluddag! yes I nonna be, ‘nna be who cob with you, gonna avish coooomb wi’ you.
but ood wive hung manna *bloop* ood wive hem yes the *bloop* dung man whaff an’ luff aonood
dahdahdah, dahdahdah, nahnahnah, dahdahdah, dladadadadadadadah (ayy) dlahdahdah, dahdahdah, dahnahnah, nahnahnah, dladadadadadadadah
dahdahdah, dahdahdah, dahdahdah, dahnahnah, dladadadadadadadah (eh) nahnahnah, dahdahdah, nahnahnah, dahdahdah, dladadadadadadadah
an’ would wive ben wanna hood wive den, justa dackh mood hwackh dundwehnhaodoo kohh–
EVERYTHING WAS LAID OUT IN FRONT OF ME AND YET I WAS NOT READY FOR A SINGLE SECOND OF IT
26 hannu/joona
(I got two requests for these two, 26 and 39. I think they fit together pretty well, so I’m combining them)
26: “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” / 39: “Don’t cry.”
“That’s it for me, I’m heading out.” Hannu dropped a final tray of loaves on the counter and dusted flour from his hands.
Joona looked up from the sink, where he was elbow-deep in soapy water and mixing bowls. “Already? I thought you were here until close.” Not that he made it a point to memorize Hannu’s schedule, or the dates when their hours aligned. Of course not.
Hannu pulled his apron off and hung it on the peg. “Nah. I was supposed to, but Jonna switched with me so she could go on a date tomorrow night.” He glanced at the door to the public side of the bakery, saw that Jonna was busy helping a customer, and sidled over. “Why? Are you gonna miss me?” His elbow brushed Joona’s ribs as he reached for the faucet to rinse his hands. “Don’t cry, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
Joona snorted. “Oh yeah, I’ll be sobbing in a minute. Good thing I’m just washing dishes, or all the bread would be salty tomorrow.” He bumped his hip against Hannu’s and took the faucet back to rinse a bowl. “Asshole.”
“Idiot.”
“Slacker.”
“Drudge.”
King James I: *builds secret tunnel connecting his room to the room of a man he calls his husband*
Historians: it’s very hard to tell what kind of relationship they would have had, let’s not look at this through a 21st century lens
i’m a hopeless Romantic. walk with me in the graveyards of gothic cathedrals, transcend the confines of elitist and rationalistic structures of discourse, and join me in an eternal spiritual quest for the strange and sublime.
female awesome meme ♡ (3/10) LGBT characters → Elena Alvarez “I took the makeup off after first period because people were staring at me and all these boys were talking to me, which is the last thing I want.”
[girl wearing a red shirt that reads “i don’t know what is wrong with me but i can name several prescription medications that haven’t helped”]
Hnnnng…
Hnnnnnnnngg….
HNNNNNGGGGGG…..
Get a metric ton of different dice
Get dice from different worlds. Get one from Yuggoth. Get one from Kadath. Get one from a place you can’t even pronounce.
Get cursed dice. Intentionally.
These are designed by independent artists and you can purchase them on Shapeways btw! Get them 3D printed in whatever material you’d like.
Also, there are so, so many cool dice on there
these are all lovely
but I just know some of them are going to end up stepped on like even crueler, meaner legos
The alphabet one could be used as a tiny, interference-proof ouija board
Hello there! Today was a very exciting day: I made a thing (or like a combination-text-and-music thing) and then I posted the first work in the Join the Party fandom on ao3. So the little thing ended up becoming a bigger thing and now I’m back on tumblr for the first time in like at least half a year? Wild. Anyways, go check out https://www.jointhepartypod.com/, so you can join me in crying about how beautiful all the gay stuff is.
me: *doing some german work and sees the word ‘zweifel’ (doubt)*
me: ok but y the word two at the start.
wiktionary:
me: OoooOooOoOoOOooooOOh
why have we stopped wearing cloaks and capes. this is ridiculous. the human race is a failure
When you’re in a battle against an enemy so much bigger, so much stronger than you, to find out you had a friend you never knew existed, that’s the best feeling in the world.
By coming together, all of us, by pledging our solidarity, our friendship, we’ve made history.
Pride (2014)