Butch. Dyke. In my 20s, mostly they/them but sometimes he/him in a lesbian way (gender is an artform). Black Lives Matter, fuck cops, and if given the chance I would 100% eat Bezos‘ heart in the marketplace. I‘m a Heathen, and fascists can fuck off.Icon art mine.Slanossiietum Sualido Contilossi.
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Alright. So. I have a confession to share with you. In middle school, I strongly identified as a libertarian. In my defense, I was 13 and I had autism. Against my defense, I was literate, and capable of using common sense. I confessed this to you willingly, so go easy on me.
One thing about this that I can share with you is that I, as a 13 year old boy, read Atlas Shrugged. I read it as someone very committed to the ideology, who wanted to believe it, who wanted to like it, and there are two things I can share with you about that book from that time period.
The writing is terrible. It has the slowest, most boring, most pretentious prose you could possibly imagine. Calling it glacial would be a compliment. It makes glaciers look like Formula 1. There is no description for the pacing outside of hellish torments. It is like being condemned to watch a dog with an itchy ass wear the Himmalayas away only by scooching. It is like counting the grains of sand on a beach while Alexa reads off random phone numbers. It is like dipping saltines into lukewarm tapwater while listening to white noise in a beige room with no doors. It is like wearing a blindfold and being told to guess what a man is painting by sound alone, but there is no man, there is only a dog licking cold vaseline off a window. Forever. It is all of those things and more.
There is a multipage rant about how affairs are Good and Rational that is so insanely desparate that even middle-school-autist me thought she must have been having an affair while she wrote this. And then I googled it, and the answer was yes, she was. She called her philosophy Objectivism, because she believed, like everyone else in the world, that her ideas and motivations were Pure and Rational and Ojectively Correct, but I still find the name accurate, because it was really written with one Objective in mind, and that was finding a way to never admit that Ayn Rand had ever made a mistake in her life.
I was going to rant more about this but I kind of lost my train of thought. The book fucking sucks. It was propaganda of such remarkably low caliber that it actually helped me move out of those circles. Every time someone talked about liking the book, I'd reply with something along the lines of "Yeah, I especially loved the part where she destroyed the post modernists by unequivocally condemning affairs", and if they agreed with me, they would have lost my respect forever, and if they looked very embarrassed, I could at least acknowledge that they had a soul, albeit small and malformed. I had dozens of people claim that they read the book, and only three or four actually passed the test.
And now, goodnight.
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i'm gonna be honest i don't get why they say everypony instead of everybody in mlp. it's not like the word everybody is human-specific. the ponies have bodies. the word everypony, however, is pony-specific in a world where ponies are not the only people in their society, which means it would be more accurate and inclusive to use everybody instead of everypony. it all makes no sense to me
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HEAVENBREAKER
Commissioned illustration for Sara Wolf's (Insta: @ authorsarawolf; Twitter: @ Sara_Wolf1) upcoming book, Heavenbreaker! Thanks so much for being an awesome client <3
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Anti-Stratfordian who thinks Shakespeare did write his plays but he was from somewhere else
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I love how Watson starts every story with “I’ve written a lot of these but YOU GuYs this one is literally insane like it’s the best one yet i swear” I love the energy
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Train Rides
Sherlock Holmes | Jeeves and Wooster | Raffles | Poirot
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I Might Have Made My Own Terms With Him
Moll Flanders, Daniel Defoe / Harlots / The Ruined Maid, Thomas Hardy / Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
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PERIOD DRAMA APPRECIATION WEEK 2023 day 3: favourite costume design harlots (2017-2019)
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Wearing boxers is genuinely so liberating as a butch. They're more comfortable and sturdy, yes. But they're also a way you can be unquestioningly butch, even if you can't display it outwardly.
Underwear is arguably the most vulnerable piece of clothing. Few people see you wearing it, and it conceals what can be the most intimate part of yourself.
Even if you have to present feminine for safety, you can still wear a pair of boxers under your clothes, whether that's a pair of skinny jeans or a sundress. Other people can't see it, but you know you're wearing it, and that part of butchness is still with you.
Butchness is often discussed in terms of presentation, but it will always be an internal experience as well, and even the smallest reminders of that, like wearing men's underwear, can be a huge confidence boost.
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There’s something so inherently romantic about helping a girl put on her necklace. About brushing her hair back. About lacing your fingers with hers like they were made to fit.
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