A Bit early on the Reveal, maybe?
I think I'm a pretty normal guy for this day and age. I'm open minded about most things. I still don't like people living together unless your married or in the military. I'm also understanding that sometimes people need to let loose a bit. If I'm at a party and things get out of hand, no problem from this guy. Go ahead and let your hair down, just not your pants. I've been trying to follow this whole we can pick our gender if we want to. It's a bit weird to me but I say everyone is allowed to fly their own freak flag. We know a couple that will be having their first child and want to have a gender reveal party. I mentioned how it seems a bit presumptuous to announce your child's gender until they have a chance to make their own choice. My friend asked what I was talking about? I explained how sure the ultrasound might say a boy, but he might arrive and decide he is a girl and then what is he gonna do? Your sweet little Darleen might want to be Donald. Or perhaps your boy Beauregard might prefer to be called Brenda. My friend said I was nuts, but I just said whatever works for you and the misses. I don't want to be known as the Told You So Guy. I have a young grandson who told me he's a rabbit. I asked my daughter why is he claiming to be a rabbit? She just rolled her eyes and said you got me,but he is eating more veggies, so he can remain a rabbit for now. I let my friends know I will be giving you gender neutral gifts. I will be avoiding the colors Blue and Pink. I might also give a tool belt which can hold a hammer and screwdrivers but also a hairdryer and curling iron. I told my wife how we've needed an excuse to have a party so why not I have a gender reveal party for me. She said you are going to reveal what? Well I don't want to give it away but I'll reveal if I'm really a man or perhaps something else. Doesn't it sound exciting? I asked my lady if she'd like a gender reveal party but she said no thanks, her sexuality is still fluid. I explained to my wife how no matter what's revealed I'm still her man. Her Mr. MIcrowave, I don't take long to get heated up. My lady said: "Yeah, and after 20 seconds you go ding." She might not get invited to my party with that attitude.
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am i tripping or did there used to be a tmnt human au fic that was.. ahem.. set in hiroshima during the bombing…… i remember coming across it yeeeears ago, and simply skimming through it out of curiosity. if my memories serves me right, the boys were separated by the blast, i think splinter was killed and it was about them surviving the aftermath of it all…. i haven’t gone to search if this fic still exists, mostly because morally? is that even right??? did i dream this or did anyone else read this fic back in the day…
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Hi I don't know what the fuck im talking about here is a weirdly personal ramble about Tavros from my homestuck rotten brain I sent my friends from the fucking hairdresser:
Im having such complex thoughts on tavros while the pink dye is being applied so I put them here rather than subject my poor hairstylist to them: im just thinking about how like, he's a "late bloomer" so to say. Like, he still plays childish games, he's obsessed with fairies and pupa pan and games. His life sucks, and just keeps going downhill, and it makes him retreat into these sources of escapism, but its not actually solving the problem. I think about him telling Jade "the only fun I ever had playing this game is when I was asleep" a lot. He's a heartbreak feeling left behind by your peers. I see a lot of 20 such year olds freaking out over how they have friends getting married and having careers, but its also something so entrenched in puberty. You feel left behind socially as kids around you start getting their owns complexes to disregard and abandon "childish" things. This is seen so many times, a lot in Vriska but also a lot of the other trolls and even the kids, and a lot of them expressthis *to Tavros* . But tavros doesn't abandon this things, they're like, the best things in his life. Like, ni wonder he didn't know what to do when vriska kissed him, or when gamzee offered to make out, I would have had the same reaction at that age. Meanwhile I have heard people directly talk to me in 8th grade about having make out session in previous years. This doesn't have a point, im just having a lot of thoughts I can even imagine how long this is by now oh boy I guess its also like, I know I keep hammering home how the story seems to forget how young its own characters are, but tavros very much feels his age.
Yeah anyways I may be unpacking further why I relate (me at 13) to tavros. I was always friends people younger than me, I was into "childish" things, absolutely massive prude, I didn't even start my period until 8th grade. I understand how he's feeling, especially being pushed so much by vriska to grow up. She has that part talking about how he's always too late. Sorry "l8" "too l8 to kiss me. Too l8 to kill me." And everything she does doesnt work, if anything it does the opposite. She says she wants to make him stronger, but she's the reason he's disabled. She wants him to grow a spine, to fight back at her, but all of her lashing out only tears him down more, she wants him to kill her when she ascends to godhood, but he can't and its implied he was ashamed and horrified and he slept so much to escape thinking about it. He's falling behind, and he's not able to help his team the same way, I won't deny that, but can you *really* blame him? Hes a sad, scared, lonely kid, and his life frankly kinda sucks my poor little meow meow out in the rain. But like yes he does very little to actually fight back and improve his situation. He's very passive, things really just happen to him. Wow ok for surface level tavros is my son, but also he *is* pretty annoying, but also he's me at 13, but also a wet cat in the rain and its a lite his fault but thats gonna be a whole other tangent becauseI haven't even gotten into how well he maintainsa smile, but also fuck vriska a little bit, she's **really** not helping
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i'm sure there's a numerological reason for this that they didn't cover in my medieval lit classes but i think 6 is known as the evil number because it's 3 (number of perfection) multiplied by 2 (least trustworthy, stable number), creating the mirror image of perfection. likewise 8 is the 2nd most evil number because it's the two worst numbers multiplied (2, see above; 4, traditional number of death). it's not as evil as 2 (base numerical evil) but more evil than 6 (still a multiple of the number of perfection). 7 can contain evil numbers but 7 is the most of-itself number on the number line so the evil cancels out. 5 isn't really evil but i hate it. it's a smug number, true neutral, so intensely boring that i'd say it's being boring out of spite but i don't think it has the gumption for spite. and 9 is the backbone of our society, no number has such beautiful multiples as 9. did you ever notice that the multiples of 9 from 1-10 are mirror images of each other? no one appreciates 9. eight-track tapes should have been nine-track tapes and i'll stand by that til my dying day.
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gonna make nyself a warm milk I hope I don't break anythign
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🧍<- me standing in the middle of the kitchen waiting for the oven to preheat
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