Went to the Aboriginal artifact exhibit in Chicago. And it’s interesting. How many blankets and masks and totem poles say ‘unknown source’, because every five seconds my mom would stop and point to something and say. “Pauline’s grandmother made that,” or, “That belongs to Mike’s family, I should call him” because. It’s all stolen
With the power of adhd you can do two halves of different chores and then sit down again instead of finishing either 👍
I hear you call my name And it feels like home
I think my favorite genre of fanfiction is when the author says something like "this was meant to be 3 chapters but it's actually going to be 5" in the notes at the end of a chapter and you can look up at the chapter count and it's like 15 or something
you know in retrospect it's weird that the splatooniverse has a band called "the squid sisters" when, like... they Are squids. that's like if the real world had a band called "the human league"
fuck you (runs your cast iron pan through a dishwasher cycle)
curious to hear y'all's suggestions for the worst possible pasta shape
(Assume that "pasta" needs to be made of sheets or strands of dough with enough surface area relative to thickness so that they can be cooked.)
I’m actually screaming
*Stuck in their civilian identities trying to stop a villain*
Clark: *whispering* Bruce what do we do?!
Bruce: *whispering back, stuck in Brucie mode* I dunno man, usually I just flash my tits and all my problems go away
*Clark’s eyes dart down to Bruce’s unbuttoned shirt and a blush takes over his cheeks*
Clark: Oh, erm, *cough* y-yeah I could see that…
He/They trans & agender 🪰 20' still alive(?)
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