Someone Needs To Get That Tall Ass Vocally Gifted Irish Man To Write A Fanfiction

settle this for me once and for all

is “chai” a TYPE of tea??! bc in Hindi/Urdu, the word chai just means tea

op turned off reblogs but i want this post on my blog

my number 1 hobby is headcanoning every character i’ve ever loved as autistic. i will never stop.

A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.

what about us, the persons who don’t speak english natively, but nor are from europa? would it be well if we speak and write in the break down language, or do we have to add the accent USA citizens associate with our own nationalities?

have you considered that perhaps people from the us/canada assume you are one of them because your posts are written in english that is indistinguishable from that of a native english speaker from the us/canada

I’m going to unionise with all non-native English speakers on tumblr and we’re going to start writing our posts with heavy cartoonish German or Russian or Portuguese or French accents and you will regret this message so much

The excluded tags filter on Ao3 is such a fucking lifesaver. I love it so much.

anyways heres my take on leakira

NO

NOPE

NOT HAPPENING

FUCK THAT SHIT

Things I remember reading online that I wish I had screenshotted: Story of a trans guy, estranged from family, who got an invitation to his sister's wedding, but their parents had specified that he'd better come in a dress or not come at all. But they hadn't seen him in almost 7 years and didn't know that not only was he on T and had surgeries, he's a passionate weightlifter.

So if I remember right he sent the sister a heads-up beforehand and the sister was like "holy shit do it", and he showed up in a pink, frilly dress, and sneakers. No makeup, jewellery or anything, just this bulky, hairy dude in a dress for no particular reason.

Their parents, naturally, still got mad despite of him following their exact, specific instructions in order to "not embarrass the family", and after the wedding the sister made sure to pick as many photos of the wedding as possible with the brother visible in them, because it was now a funny family story of bringing the family together by pissing the shit out of their parents.

to pretend that horrible people cannot make good art is another way to conflate beauty and talent with integrity and morality. the works of monsters are best examined with knowledge of the author in mind but art is not inherently reflective. human beings are creative, and habitual liars- it'd be stupid to pretend art must always be a portrait of its creator