I'm Mouse on a Moose. I'm NNM on AO3. She/Her.I reblog things that make me feel good about humanity. Also, dogs and other animals count as "humanity" when I feel like it. Also, I've written some fanfic that people have liked, so I talk about that sometimes.Also, I am a distressingly fanatic fan of the podcast, Finish It!, and I really would like you to listen to it.
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Not sure about anyone else but I re-read all my favourite AO3 comments when I’ve had a rough day so if you’ve ever taken the time to write a deep, funny, or just kind comment, thank-you.
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I'm very pleased with my collection of arts in my office, so I decided to share:
I'll happily take suggestions for additions or re-orderings, if anyone has interior design impulses.
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40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back.
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early homo sapiens b like help i cant stop making bowls . help i cant stop domesticating plants and animals. help i cant stop developing language and architecture and religion
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2025
BE A STUDENT OF WHAT YOU ADMIRE
DO IT BADLY RATHER THAN NOT AT ALL
TO DESPAIR IS TO CEDE VICTORY TO THOSE WHO DO NOT DESERVE IT
BROADEN YOUR CULTURAL HORIZONS
REVEL IN THE ANALOG
ACTION ABSORBS ANXIETY
GRIEF IS PRODUCTIVE; GUILT IS NOT
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Sometimes, writing fanfic is writing out fictional scenarios, editing them up, and posting it all online for others to read. Other times, it's completing research overviews regarding hypnotherapy, psychoanalytic approaches to substance use disorders, and attitudes towards narcomania in Soviet and Post-Soviet Eastern Bloc countries. And then there are times when it's just daydreaming about hypothetical alternatives to Freudianism, like, really hard.
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Thinking about him (the soldier in Poynter’s Faithful Until Death painting watching an apocalypse unfold around him with horror in his eyes as he tries to keep himself standing beneath a doorway, based on an actual 19th century archeological find of a man in full soldier’s garb under a doorway at Pompeii)
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Hey, I wrote one of those!
I'm starting a collection. Idk what the aesthetic is. Blorbocore
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I don't understand Communities, and I am instinctively afraid of change. Am I missing out, or should I tell kids (Tumblr features developers) to get off my lawn?
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One quiet day on the farm, the Little Red Hen found some wheat seeds and decided to make bread.
"Who will help me plant these seeds?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Horse "But I'm a workhorse, and I'm too busy moving carts around."
And so the Little Red Hen planted the seeds by herself. And they grew into bountiful golden crops.
"Who will help me harvest the wheat?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Dog "But I'm a guarddog, and I'm too busy keeping away burglars and predators."
And so the Little Red Hen harvested the wheat herself and made it into flour.
"Who will help me bake the flour?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"I would." said the Pig "But I'm a mother of 5 newborn piglets, and I'm too busy taking care of my young."
And so the Little Red Hen baked the bread herself into twenty beautiful loaves.
"Who will help me eat the bread?" the Little Red Hen asked.
"We would." said the Farm Animals. "But we're ashamed, for we didn't do anything to make the bread."
"Nonsense!" said the Little Red Hen. "You, Horse, helped move around the stones that built my oven. You, Dog, kept me safe while I worked. And you, Pig, are raising a new generation of Farm Animals, who will too contribute to our Farm one day. You've all helped me so much by simply being you."
"Besides," the Little Red Hen added. "I couldn't possibly eat all the loaves on my own, most of them would go to waste. Come, eat with me."
And so the Little Red Hen and the Farm Animals ate the bread together. And all saw their own, and each other's, worth.
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I came across a fic last night that left me feeling too much and thinking in new ways. It's so exquisite. It's painful. I think it gives something deeply important about loss and aging. Love.
It's called All In Due Time, by Schattenspiel (Oxycontin). It's Disco Elysium, but honestly I don't think you need to know much of anything about the plot of the game. If you want a plot description that does not at all do it justice: Kim Kitsuragi is Benjamin Button'd.
Anyway, if you choose to read it and would like to talk about it, please do reach out.
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I don't know if I can fully explain to you the pure unbridled sense of joy I felt upon seeing that the author of my two favourite Good Omens fics ever had begun a Disco Elysium therapy fic. Surprise surprise, the fic's incredible. I can't get over the skill you have to be able to craft 3 separate therapist POV characters, all very different, all of whom I feel incredibly attached to. Your writing never fails to cut to the heart of a character, and I'm very excited to see where you take SugarPop Psychodrama. Thank you so much for sharing your work with the world.
Oh, yay! I'm glad you're enjoying it. I'm very worried about SugerPop. It's going to be what I want it to be... And, in the past, I've been very lucky that the things I've wanted my therapy fics to be were things that people enjoyed. But what if this is the time that the spell breaks!?
With the most recent chapter--Ch. 4--I was concerned that it felt a little formulaic. The emotional beats, the chapter arc... I've done it before. There was one sentence, even, then I ultimately had to change, just because what I wrote looked too much like a line in Demonology. I was too uncomfortably aware of my own authorial voice. Which is interesting, given how I generally feel like I don't have a authorial voice at all.
But, then again, therapy itself is fairly formulaic. And, at the end, the formula reveals the characters in different ways.
What I am satisfied with is that Svala certainly is her own unique little person. I can feel a little proud that Aubrey, Dave, and Svala all have reasonably unique personalities. They also have different therapeutic approaches, which is very fun for me.
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Hello. I was talking to a friend about loyalty and thought of Aubrey. She is the clearest, fiercest, most true-to-herself-and-her-friend character I’ve ever read or seen.
I wanted to express this to my friend, but he doesn’t even know what GO is, so it would have required so many layers of explanation that it just would not have communicated very much in the end.
But I can tell YOU that you have created the character who is now my idea of the embodiment of loyalty. So, congratulations and thank you! 😊
Aw, thank you! I didn't design her specifically to be loyal, and I think she would reject that label for herself (she rejects things a lot), but also I think you're right.
And why hasn't your friend seen Good Omens!
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nimble, a border collie-papillon mix, wins the 12” class in the 2024 masters agility championship. the first time a mixed breed has won at westminster ever.
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Hello! I can’t help but write, although I understand that there is nothing unique in my message. It took me two days to read your stories (Demonology and Angel-Centered Therapy). These were two wonderful days, although very difficult. It is true! Thanks to all the emotions I had experienced! I remembered songs that I had not listened to for a long time, but which resonated with the emotions of what I read. I even allowed myself to accelerate the car to 80 km/h (ridiculous, maybe, but I rarely drive a car and only near the house, so it’s usually no more than 40-50 km/h), I was so overwhelmed with emotions! I also wrote one thoughtless letter and then cried all evening because of the response I received. Maybe this is all very stupid to write to you, but all these experiences that I wrote about above would have been impossible without your stories. For which special thanks.
I haven't read something that breaks my heart in two for a long time. I hope you'll forgive the Aubrey reference. But she is wonderful. Wonderful character and I miss her. Separately, I want to say thank you for this moment when Aubrey said, that she is sorry for what happened to Crowley. It's hard to describe, but how sincere it was, her words! Sincerely to the point of pain. For real. That's exactly how I felt it. Thank you for this moment.
There were so many moments for which I want to thank you separately. But if I start, the message will probably turn out huge. I've already written too much. But still - thank you for Davey and Crowley interaction. That was something!
But can I ask one question? Putting the two fanfictions together, I get the impression that these two still managed to develop their relationship? The mentioned cottage gave me an idea about this. Please tell me that this is so in your version too. I need this 😂
Thank you sincerely! An adult (so adult that has two children), who is still trying to recover from your story.
Thank you so much for your kind words. It means so much to me, to know that those stories inspired such important emotions. And do take good care of yourself, too, as you process through everything you have to process through.
I cannot see any possible way that Good Omens could come to an end without there being a cottage filled with love and peace. If the S3 movie doesn't give us that, then, well, that'll be their problem. Crowley and Aziraphale love each other.
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