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Guardian's Vigil

@kedreeva / kedreeva.tumblr.com

Kedreeva, She/Her/They/Them, Ace, 38. If you need someone to talk to, you've found me. You've found shelter where I keep vigil for those who need a solid wing under which to rest. Welcome. This is a personal blog with a lot of fandom stuff. Stranger Things, Good Omens, Teen Wolf, and others.
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Since it's come to light that they're going to be lowering support for Tumblr, I'm letting you know that I exist on other social sites already, as backups.

I will be on Tumblr until the lights turn off, but if things do go south here and the doors close, these are the other places I can be found. I intend to wait and see how it falls out, and where the communities I'm in go, if anyhere. Or if Tumblr just manages to survive, I'll just keep being here until the end.

My other socials are below the cut.

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just asked my professor if he wants to feature on a song LMFAO

this man is twisted. Sick .

Some quick research shows one u/SrPeixinho have officially named 12980055490033 the bajillion, so that's the amount I will use. One can get a tube of 50 harvester ants for $12.95. So your professor is asking for 259601109801 tubes of ants, or $3,361,834,371,923.

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kedreeva

Why would you buy ants. Put a piece of watermelon on the sidewalk and a bajillion ants will come try to eat it. Buy your professor a watermelon for $7 and tell him to smash it in his driveway and he'll have all the ants he could ever desire.

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Anonymous asked:

I’ve seen the post about The Last Unicorn before, but I never really thought about it, but that quote you had from it? Specifically my vibe, I’m gonna have to get that book and read it and I’m going to do it because you shared the thing you liked with everyone else. so like, idk, thank you for sharing your joy so we can find it too?

I hope that it is as enchanting for you as it was me. He actually just recently got the rights for it back and has published more in the world, though I still like the original best. The dialogue, the descriptions... It's all super beautiful. Timeless, ethereal. Really lovely.

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🔹 Saying that it's okay to write or read about dark and taboo topics but only when they're portrayed in a certain way is still censorship.

🔹 Wanting to ban or forbid media that you believe portrays a negative topic in a positive light, by glorifying, romanticizing, or fetishizing it is still censorship.

🔹 There is no objective metric to decide if a story is portraying a negative topic the 'right' way.

🔹 Just because a piece of fiction doesn't explicitly condemn or portray an evil action in a bad light in the text doesn't mean the author thinks its good or is trying to persuade the audience that it is good.

🔹 Survivors of trauma will not always write fiction about their trauma in a way that seems 'right' or 'normal' to you.

🔹 Banning fiction because it portrays dark, taboo topics in a way you consider gross or disgusting is still censorship.

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pro-bopass

[Tags reading, "#I've said it before and I'll say it again #I create art for adults #and as an adult I expect you to already know that hurting people is wrong #I'm not gonna hold you're hand through that like you're a toddler #"hurting people is wrong" is something you should have learned in kindergarten #not at 24 from an m-rated dark romance novel"]

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over christmas when i came out fully to my mom she did tell me i was beautiful and gave me some of her old jewelry and told me she was excited to have another daughter and that was all wonderful, but the part that meant the most to me was when i told her "i want to get my facial hair taken care of sooner than later, the whole "girl" thing is a lot easier to swallow when im shaved" and she examined my use of the phrase "it's a lot easier to swallow" and said "Scout, I didn't have a good relationship with my mother. you know that." (i did know that, my grandma was NOT good to my mother) "but your grandma kim [friend of my grandma's, unrelated by blood in any way, but was adopted as a grandma through familial osmosis] was the greatest woman who's ever been in my life. and up until the day she died, she had a beard and a moustache [which is true, my grandma kim, a cis woman, had VERY thick facial hair]. if you kept your facial hair for the rest of your life i wouldnt think of you as less of a woman" and ya know what? THAT'S the part of her support that made me cry.

my grandma kim was an amazing woman and she had peach fuzz that she didnt give a FUCK about. and everyone loved her.

you can have your own fuzz too, and that doesn't make you not a woman.

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3 seconds into dungeon meshi and they’re already living my dream. i love eating things I ought not in unfamiliar ecosystems

one time in undergrad we went to this big farm & greenhouse where they were cultivating rare & endangered plants and during the tour the botanist let us all taste a leaf off of a particular plant & I was like oh some of these are edible!

so we got to the next plant and when he took questions I asked if it was also edible and he said “I mean. It’s not poisonous, but I’m sure it won’t taste good.” I asked if I could try it anyway and it seemed like he was just perplexed enough to indulge me so he gave me one leaf. It was terrible.

At the next plant he offered me a leaf before I asked and he wanted to know what it tasted like

For the rest of the tour he gave me a leaf from each non-poisonous plant and I told him how they all tasted (mostly like nothing at all but some unspeakably terrible) and that’s how I ate several dozen rare & endangered leaves.

So anyway. I’m a fan of this blonde guy already. I think we’d be friends

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macksting

I've met him in person btw and he's a fucking sweetheart

[ID: Text-intensive Twitter thread from the Shapeshifters chest binders Twitter account in reply to a post by artist and author Ursula Vernon. Vernon says, A non-zero number of you apparently did not know that The Last Unicorn was a book before it was a movie. It is by Peter S. Beagle. It is made of spun glass and fairytales and iron knives and there are individual lines that I would give my lungs to have written. Shapechangers replies, I saw him every year at NYCC for several years straight, bought something at his table, asked him to sign it, and we spoke. He remembered me from year to year, no small feat at that con. He remembered which stories he'd told me. One year I came back with a different gender on. He squinted at me a bit and said thoughtfully, "I've seen you before in this place." All I had to say was, "last year you told me the story about the inoshishi." And his face cleared, and he leaned in with a grin and told me about a German guitarist who he traveled with, twice. Who transitioned between the first and second time, so he'd gotten to meet this person all over again on the second round. It was a wonderfully kind way to let me know that everything was fine. I was fresh out of the closet and I needed that, and maybe he could see it. The Last Unicorn is the best book in the world and I will defend it and its author til I die. the end. /end ID]

I don't usually talk about celebrities; artists, when I do, and I'm keenly aware that one needn't be a good person to be a hell of a heartwrenching artist. But Peter S. Beagle has written a few of my favorite things in the world, he's an excellent singer and filker, and this Twitter thread was dreadfully important to me. I don't want it going away as Twitter becomes Shitter, because it's so often bad news, isn't it? It's important to me to share trans joy.

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these posts have the same vibes imo 💯

and this tweet as well

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conways

Just so you know, whenever we invent yet another fake fandom character, they inadvertently blink into existence, ill-formed and meaningless, only to be trapped within the hellish liminal space created by the zeitgeist of our collective consciousness.

Make room for Orangutan Johnson

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Snatched a photo post power washing (before cleanup of the area), of the quail tower we built last year. I built it off someone else's specs and it's okay, but not ideal for me. It's larger than the plastic one, and cheaper to build, but the poop trays are too large and the 1/2" hardware cloth is too small (hard to clean). The water system is great, much sturdier and easier to use than the plastic one. But I did fuck up the bottom cage, it was supposed to be another rollout but I put the wire on the wrong way so it's flat bottomed now for growing out babies. I don't like it.

I plan to sell it (already have someone potentially lined up for it), and build 2 others that are slightly more sensible for me personally. I'm going to use pet crate plastic trays underneath instead of metal oil trays (they corrode, under repeated exposure for high pH poop), and just use 2 smaller ones instead of 1 giant one, which will make it a lot less cumbersome. I'm also going to use 1x2" wire instead of 1/2" which will hold the adults. Will have to figure out how I want to grow out babies.

While we power wash, the birds have to go into carriers. They're normally on coated wire floors, to keep them clean, so they go nuts about a dust bath in some shavings.

We also played musical quails today, and got everyone banded with color coded zip ties. One green tie for 2024, yellow for 2023, red for 2022. One blue tie on the same leg for blue laying hens. One blue tie on the opposite leg for blue males. Black on the same leg for sale hens. This is much better than my previous system of put colored bands on birds and forget why.

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pick up the pieces also on ao3 // gift fic for malikat22 on ao3

They said his scars would hurt sometimes.

But this is ridiculous.

Steve is sick of it, of the persistent, never-ending ache in his skin, on his sides and his back. The backs of his arms. The bottoms of his feet. Around his neck. The palms of his hands.

They’re everywhere, like they’ve infected him, like they’re spreading. Like mold or fungus or something else that’s sickening, something people get rid of without even considering letting it stay, because they have no reason to.

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eriquin

Nightswimming

Today's my posting date for @steddiebang! Many thanks to my wonderful artist, LucaDoodleDoo. He has given me permission to post his art here, since he doesn't have a tumblr, but check him out on X/Twitter.

Chapter 1 is up, with more to follow:

Eddie Munson’s social circle had never intersected with Steve Harrington’s, even though they’d been in the same high school for the last four years, but you could say the same thing for everyone who gave the school freak a wide berth. He’d been tangentially aware of the rise and fall of King Steve as much as anyone else with ears, but he’d never given him much thought other than that. He’d been more focused on his own problems, like trying to figure out how to not fail his senior year a second time.

All of that changes one night in February of ‘85, when a nasty encounter with the new popular kids leaves Eddie cursing his bad luck. But this one bad turn leads to a rapid expansion of his circle of friends. Nancy Wheeler has brains and a frightening level of focus, Jonathan Byers is hiding hidden depths beneath his quiet loner personality, and Steve...

Steve is a literal life-saver.

Eddie wants to bite him and see if there are sparks.

And thanks to @humangerbil and @lollaika for their tireless beta work. It's a long fic and they've been helping me fix it in so many ways.

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