apologies to anyone who ever thought i was cool and reached out to me only to discover i am just a weird little hermit who can't carry on a conversation to save my life
this image can only be shared on Thursday, Sept. 12
Truth
mark: my kink is when people care about my feelings and what I have to say.
ten: too unrealistic. settle for bondage like the rest of us.
The Starkid House is the first-that-I-know-of reality show to be originally broadcasted on Tumblr. However, it is meant to be watched via reading.
The Starkid House is based on a unique format, based on the idea of @im-gonna-liveforever. But while the original idea includes the main characters of Starkid living together peacefully, I decided to spice it up a little. To kick it up a notch, as people say. In my fanfic, there will be as many Starkid characters as possible, and they will compete against each other in order to get the best prize they can imagine.
Do you like A.J Holmes's Gilderoy Lockhart? Because he is going to be there.
Do you like Jemilla? She is gonna be there.
How about Moff Tarkin? He is the house.
Vanessa? Yes.
Sherlock Holmes? He is in.
Prince Achmed? Bugette Buggington? Cletus Jones? Hot Chocolate Boy?
Yes, they are all gonna be there, so you better prepare yourselves!
There will be laughter , there will be drama, there will be eliminations, there will be fights and blood and tears.
One last thing: I can't believe I say that, but:
Please reblog?
Like, I want to leave some decisions for the audience, and this is going to work only if The Starkid House content would spread through Tumblr like fire (it is a Firebringer pun!) and currently it is not exactly happening. If it's because any writing problem I have, please let me know, because English is not my native language and I want to get better at it.
This had me rollingšš
someone take photoshop away from me
I was walking through the toy aisle at Target when I found this thing and had a VIOLENT AND IMMEDIATE FLASHBACK to when JP first came out and they had a bunch of REALLY COOL T Rex toys that I would have sold one of my scrawny small-child limbs for but my mother wouldnāt get me one because they were ātoo violent and also ate peopleā :(
ok not to be that guy but like. labor rights and working class rights can coexist with 24h services and late amenities. its certainly hard to do so without worker exploitation in this political and social environment, itās not a conflict likely to resolve overnight. but 24h services are important and especially valuable to those of us that are disabled or are on a different circadian rhythm. in fact more professional, health, and government services should be available or at least possible to work on asynchronously (if applicable) during late or odd hours, while workers also get sufficient pay for their labor and proper consistent scheduling. this would be much easier on the workers with night schedules if the entire professional world didnāt grind to a halt at 5pmEST
me: *trying to take my socks off but they keep getting stuck on my heel* oh fuck. goddamnit.
the extractor fan in a bathroom in Norway that has an intrinsic link to my spirit: *momentarily whirs louder*
Today feels sleepy...
The rain, the grey sky...
The world is moving slow today