#out of a necessity to survive.

[cator99]

out of curiosity, would you consider yourself butch?

used to be a blonde underweight twink and now I'm a based jock still got the chanel bag and the sick albeit matured mind of a suckpig to prove it so I'm gonna let you decide whether you wanna call me that word just cuz I got a pussy and short hair. I promise you that there have been enough advancements made in the art of lesbian sexual dynamics in the past 50 years to broaden the vocabulary used to describe the plethora of types of masculine females.

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Having ocd while being in an abusive environment really does exacerbate every aspect of ocd because when you already have an idea in your head that Certain Things are always indicative/precursors of Other Things no matter how irrational, and you are then surrounded by people/an environment where everything you do is monitored and scrutinised, and punished at random, then every little thing you do must be purposeful, with an excuse ready on your tongue for any which way said person(s) might react. and so it creates an idea in your mind that, therefore, every little detail of your life can also be used to (mis)characterise you or reveal something secretly horrible about you. You start to think you're actually just inherently evil and bad and so everything you do must be an attempt to disprove that, to show you're not a lost cause, and so the idea of "just do something for fun/do something just because/do something on a whim" is not just an impossible mindset to naturally have, it is also a dangerous one.

[whoslaurapalmer]

i know kit has like actual folders with her in penultimate peril but i think when she was younger she used whatever book she was reading at the time as a filing system/a folder/a purse. she'd bring it with her everywhere so she could read it, and she'd never forget it anywhere, so of course she'd put important things she needed in it. money and notes and recent assignments and letters from her siblings and reminders she's written to herself and a pen clipped on the cover

beatrice meanwhile is a Big Purse person but it also has No Necessities and isn't even necessarily always Big, it is just Jammed with things. multiple books, pairs of stockings, scripts, a bottle opener, the pocket dictionary, six pens because she keeps stealing them from people, a pocket knife, pretzels she forgot about that went stale that she WILL try and eat later regardless, maybe even a pair of shoes. emergency heels

bertrand has the Seemingly Bottomless Inside Jacket Pockets where he does carry The Necessities. always some sort of snack. that is not stale. definitely some candy too, though

[melloneah]

i just bought my FIRST. EVER. RUG. it’s arriving TOMORROW. i might cry tears of joy guys this flat’s gonna be SO GORGEOUS ONCE IM DONE WITH IT!!!!!!!!!!

[rxttenfish]

PLEASE tell us more about virina mishra im such a sucker for nextgens

OOPS FUCK I GOT DISTRACTED AGAIN AND FORGOR TO ANSWER THIS

virina!!! my beloved virina!!!! littlest froggy!!!

aaravi and miranda very much both wanted to actually, you know, have a family. its one of those things where you come from someplace so shitty and so terrible, that you just cannot imagine someone else going through that same thing, and you cannot bear the thought of making someone else go through the same thing. to be fair, they are both TERRIFIED of just repeating the past and ending up in the exact same loop that their parents did, terrified of just heaving back on the same generational trauma and wreck of a childhood, but there comes a point in being afraid of something where you just need to get rid of this fear. its too constant, its too forever, its too eternal. sitting through it and avoiding it isn't making it go away, and they already fucked up avoiding it by finding each other and loving each other, so dancing around the issue isn't helping. instead, what they mutually land on is just... a want to prove that fear wrong. a want to prove that fear wrong, to prove that they aren't doomed to be just a weapon and just a source of death in all its forms, that they can hold something in their hands and make it grow. best way to avoid repeating the past is to take responsibility by the leash, after all. they want to go back in time, to give themselves the childhood that they always missed, and the best way they figured to do that is to give that to someone else.

this is something that very much existed since their relationship started to get serious with each other, and something that's been in the background the entire time since, so its not like its a mystery or anything. if anything, they've been using this want as a motivation, as a need to keep going even at the worst of times. they will have this happy future. they will make it through this together. they will make it work. no more ifs, no more buts, no more doubt. stop living in the doubt and start acting as though their happy end is a foregone conclusion and something that they are going to have no matter what, give no room for fear or guilt or shame or depression or self hatred to sneak in. they will be happy. they will make someone else happy. they will be someplace safe, not just for themselves, but for their loved ones too. they will be good. they will be.

even after everything blows over (mainly from miranda's family, she is still crown princess and stepping away from that was never going to be an option they gave her), it still takes a few years for them to broach the topic of having a kid for-real. just to make sure everything's settled. just to make sure everything's safe.

they have virina later in life than some of their other friends or just in general, but they were planned and wanted for so long that the wait is worth it. the name, as i've mentioned, comes from aaravi. she knows her mom was a... complicated woman, she knows her own raising wasn't perfect and that there were things that she still cant fully forgive her mother for, but she had a hard life too. she too deserved better. despite it all, aaravi still loves her mom, despite despite despite. and so she does the best thing that she can to honor her mom, to honor her memory, to give her the life that she never had the same as aaravi herself, and gives it to virina. the mishra last name was a no-brainer already, miranda already look aaravi's last name and preferred being a mishra over a vanderbilt anyday.

years later, virina also earns the nickname of "froggy" - primarily because of their own love for the animal, constantly finding them and bringing them in from outside. likewise, miranda and aaravi decide to raise them genderless, and to let them decide for themselves how they want to be referred to when they're older.

virina doesn't really take much after either of their moms, though. mostly they're quiet, shy, keep to themselves. where both of their moms are brash and dominant, very confident in themselves and willing to bowl over quieter personalities, virina seldom speaks, and when they do, its soft-spoken. they get easily spooked and cry easily, especially when it comes to other people. they cling to their moms legs, hide behind them when other people come around, prefer the company of animals over other people, tend not to like new things or new people and greatly prefer sticking to their simple, easy routine. they just can't figure out other people, seemingly, not understanding them or how to make friends or even what's appropriate or not to say in a conversation.

this isn't to say they aren't deeply intelligent and curious. they quickly learn to love venturing outside with their moms, playing in the garden or chasing bugs and frogs. they come in with sticks and rocks, make mud potions, try to build things out of sticks and befriend birds. they prefer books over people, ending up much more of a bookworm than either of their moms ever were, and ends up a very big nerd as they get older. theyre close and affectionate with the friends they do make, but this is a small handful of their very most trusted, and they never get much better at figuring out social norms.

in time, they lean a little bit more towards the femme side of things, growing their hair out long and liking long, swishy skirts that they can spin and sway over and over, that doesnt cling too tight to their legs. they end up needing glasses, and end up picking a pair thats large and circular, making their eyes seem all the more owlish. they settle on they/she, but never have particularly strong opinions about gender regardless. they can be blunt and quick to frustration, especially if they feel people arent understanding them, and are forever going to be deeply embarrassed over how their moms dote on them. i very much see them getting intensely interested and starting to study either linguistics, literature, history, geology, or any biology that takes them closer to the marshes and wetlands that they love.

they never think very much about how one of their moms used to be a princess, heir to a kingdom. beyond an instance as a kid that ended with them dropping a training sword repeatedly and crying, they never get very interested in following the slayer line of work. they fuss over small stakes, have their moms grate on them sometimes in both of their old ways, and they live a normal life.

[mishmash-webster]

shitty transmasc vent about chest dysphoria and the government proceed with caution don’t put yourself in a bad state of mind if you don’t need that rn peace and love

i wanna fucking cry just give me a flat chest already without the government interfering in my fucking shit I don’t even need a dick i just want it to be flat i cant even look forward to life with a flat chest anymore without breaking down worrying my shitty fucking government is going to take away one of the only things keeping me going rn there’s no joy in romanticizing a future with a body I want anymore because of my reality it’s almost turning into slight contempt for people who have had top surgery and escaped my hell no matter how much I don’t want that to be the case I can’t get out of this until I’m past my fucking 20s and that’s if I’m lucky I know no one would even understand if I told them and at this point I’d rather have a comforting lie than a harsh truth and that’s all you need to know about me what clearly fucking horrible shit did i do to the universe that made me deserve this i just want to be okay just make me okay fix me i was not made correctly and i can’t be this way

[seafoam-taide]

I feel insane. Listening to some people talk about struggling with balanced consistent eating and out of every point they make to why it's a struggle they keep circling back to its so expensive. I feel like. Can people hear themselves. Does anyone hear how insane that sounds. Food is hard because it's so expensive. Food. That thing you need to. You know. Survive. To live . The most basic. Food is so expensive nowadays it's so hard to eat enough. HELLO? THAT'S INSANE

[tiercel]

Things are a little tight for everyone right now but ouhhman

[savage-rhi]

🫂

[runefactorynonsense]

Cozytober - Day 26 - Catnap

[afterthegreatunknown]

If a person told eight-year-old Bouvard 'Pip' Bellerophon and five-year-old Pecuchet 'Squeak' Bellerophon they’ll become librarians at young ages before the events of The Thistle of the Valley, they’re be asking the person if they want a taxi ride or not. The two brothers assumed that they’ll be driving around as a profession. Squeak more so, since he’s the one working the pedals and thinks himself as being the brother who knows vehicles more.

Upon taking the roles of librarians, Pip and Squeak realize they have no freaking idea what to do. They’re smart and knowledgeable on how a library works, but it’s limited. The interest of Stain’d-by-the-Sea rising after The Thistle of the Valley train wreck brought outsiders though, and the Bellerophon brothers got help from one outsider. The outsider was a teenager who works at an inn, and he came with his uncle and two triplet brothers. Unlike the uncle and other two triplets who toured the city, the teenager spent his time with the Bellerophons, teaching them all he knows of a library and the Dewey Decimal system (and helped revamp the library).

Pip and Squeak thought him as a wonderful teacher. Pip more so, for he’s more interested in books, being the one to read Squeak stories before bedtime (something that their father did, before falling ill and eventually dying, a fact known to two other people in Stain’d-by-the-Sea). When the teenager and his family left, Pip and Squeak ran the library with more ease and proficiency. By the (post) ASOUE period, both brothers are still librarians, and run the Bellerophon Taxi and Mobile Library. Pip is usually the one taking care of the Stain’d-by-the-Sea library, while Squeak drives the taxi and mobile library.

[novelconcepts]

hi novel! i just saw your yellowjackets and american gods post and you managed to articulate something that's been rattling around in my head since I saw the first episode. I feel like in popular culture, "lost in the wilderness stories" like lord of the flies tend to be viewed as "watch these people become uncivilized." But with the yellowjackets, they're not necessarily becoming uncivilized - they're just creating a new society / culture that has set roles (butcher, acolyte, prophet, etc) and rituals (the card game, the masks, etc.). One of my favorite things has been watching the team slowly develop the customs that will eventually become the well rehearsed hunt we see in 1x01. Like I got really excited seeing Shauna cover her face with the scarf to carve up Javi because I was like "oh is this why the end up wearing the animal masks." To your point, if you built a society from scratch and were isolated in it for almost 2 years because that's the only way you could survive, it's probably very hard to return to the old one which is also essentially new. Blame it on my sociology degree but I fucking love analyzing this show and your meta is amazing.

Yes, this exactly! Like we love to pretend these stories are about the brutalist nature of uncivilized behavior, but that’s not it at all. It’s about finding what works to keep people safe and fed and going. You shed the parts that are just…extraneous, and you learn new skills you’d never need in suburban New Jersey, and it’s all just a shift to a new kind of perspective. It’s so interesting. Especially because we know “civilization” isn’t that different, in certain ways. It’s just about what society deems palatable. It’s not okay to stab someone who upsets you, but we see in the Taylors, and in the political event Taissa attends, that people will say truly vile things and just paste a smile over it. That sort of behavior gets dropped in the woods because it serves no one. It’s replaced with violence, but both kinds do damage. So we have a bunch of kids who have spent 17-18 years learning the rules of society, and then have to unlearn them in a hurry just to survive. Those who can’t shift their perspective, acclimate to the new rules don’t make it. It’s violent, and it’s devastating, but it does have rules. It’s something I can’t wait to see more of down the road.

[sirens-scribbles]

Screenshot from my main blog uhm!!!!

Silly little summary of my favorite child

my boy,,, my guy

Look at how scruffy he is

[subtlesolitude-tailoredtaste]

🛎️📍🧿

This note was written by a child who was listening in on a bunch of artists discussing art and life.

[waves-of-august]

no offense but when at 8yo i was the only kid in class who responded to "would you rather be a kid or adult?" with "adult" and my reason being essentially 'so i can have privacy' someone should have called the cops

[areejfamil]

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