Cat camera patches I wish I was home right now
obsessed with the april fools day joke from the another crab's treasure devs
Mt. Tanigawadake by Masahiro Kurata
Sometimes i feel like younger queer kids are getting a bit to bold with openly talking to people they donβt know In The Context Of:
More than once i have had a younger/same age queer person come up to me in public settings and say something about βfinding other gaysβ or clearly clocking me as nonbinary and Iβm like :)))))))) hey buddy Iβm here with my conservative parents can you fucking not out me :))))))))
Just say you like my outfit or hair and move on, fuck even tell me you like my shoelaces. Donβt call me gay and limp your wrist at me when you donβt even know me? Especially when thereβs a bunch of ppl around?
i was out with my ex once when three *very* young queer kids, like thirteen years old, came up to us and asked us βare you guys, you knowβ¦β and did the limp wrist thing at us. one of them loudly exclaimed that it was so cool to meet other queer people in real life. this was in public in an unbelievably conservative area - we didnβt even feel safe holding hands because we were surrounded by Mormons. we got lucky that day, but Iβm begging yβall to remember that the world doesnβt work like the internet. other queers are real fuckin people. donβt do this shit. OP is right; tell me you like my jacket, or my patches, or the rainbow spokes on my wheelchair, but donβt out either of us!
This used to be standard operating procedure not even ten years ago: NEVER OUT OTHER QUEERS, even if theyβre supposedly already out. Never assume that itβs okay to let third parties know that so-and-so is queer. Ever. You never know when youβve found the one uncle with the heart condition that they canβt bear to risk telling, or the one neighbor whoβs just threatening enough that they donβt mention it around, or even the grandma that they havenβt gotten around to mentioning it to yet. You might have just ruined a very important milestone for someone, or you could have put them at actual risk of harm.
Alsoβ¦ stop freaking assuming. If you donβt see a pride flag on them, please donβt just assume. You canβt tell ANYTHING about a personβs gender or partner preferences by what theyβre wearing on any given day, what their hair looks like, or whether or not theyβre using makeup. You legit cannot, and you look like a jerk when you try.
this is even more important now that Trump is in power.
some people will be choosing to live in the closet and it is not your job to pressure them one way or the other.
protect your lgbtq siblings - honor their choices - and never talk to cops, collaborators, and snitches.
Younger queer people have grown up in a better world, but weβre in a time of backsliding right now. Do NOT out other queer people. Also, Iβm not gonna tell you how to present yourselves in publicβ¦β¦β¦..but please, I am begging you to re-evaluate HOW safe you are in the current climate.
Well, fuck me sideways. Connections have been made.
My girlfriend has this specific gesture she does sometimes, a very particular way of turning her wrist around and locking her fingers in one specific grip. Fast or slow, the angle of her wrist and the rhythm of the movement are always exactly the same, and at this point I've learned to recognize the motion well enough that she could do it with her back towards me and I know she's doing it.
The first time I saw her do it I thought she was putting something into her pocket, but once I noticed her making it more often I started making connections. I saw her doing it unconsciously when some situation in the house is getting tense - not during the casual sparring arguments with my other housemates, but the serious fights where shit is about to actually get fucking real - and I figured that it's a nervous thing, she doesn't like where this is going and it's scaring her. So that became my cue that it's time to back down.
I don't know when she noticed that I noticed her doing it. We've never talked about it, but at some point she started doing it on purpose, as her way of telling me that I should stop causing problems. Rotating her hand slowly means she's seeing a problem brewing and it's better that I watch myself before I start escalating it, and a quick flick and snap means whatever I was just about to say or do, I should cut that shit out right this fucking second. It works for some reason, so I've respected that.
My girlfriend does some volunteering favors for the neighbors here sometimes. Today she asked if I wanted to come along to walk this one old couple's dog, and I was feeling up for it so I went along. My father was terrified of dogs so I'm not familiar with them, but her family has always had them.
So we were walking, talking about something else, enjoying the nice weather for once, when my girlfriend saw another dog walker approaching. I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, but the other dog walker started pulling the dog back with this roller leash thing whatever the fuck they're called. And then the old couples' dog started growling.
With the familiarity of someone who's been handling dogs all her life my girlfriend grabbed the little fucker's leash, wrapping it around the width of her palm and gripping it to pull the dog closer a second before it could bolt to attack. A move she's probably done countless times in her life, that she could do in her sleep, by instinct, without ever even thinking about it. A gesture I've learned to fucking spot from across the room from the corner of my eye. That exact same fucking twirl and grip. I have no idea if she noticed me noticing it or making the connection.
She's fucking learned to pull my fucking leash back when I'm about to start shit.
no cruel jokes or pranks this April 1st we should instead celebrate the better April 1 holiday
What is the better April first holiday and what does this saucy little scamp have to do with it
I can't find an article in English but essentially in France it is a common children's prank to on April Fool's put little paper fish on people's backs and it's called "poisson d'Avril" (April Fish). when i was in school in our french classes we would hide paper fish around the school as well and i took great joy in wedging mine in deeply impractical places that im honestly not sure were ever found. looking at it now, my French teachers had billed it as a Whole Separate Holiday but it actually seems more to be like a cultural in-joke/France-Specific April Fool's Prank lol whoops
regardless I like it better than some of the more mean spirited stuff I've seen associated with American April Fool's day
can't be mad at someone just taping one of these lil guys to your back right !
i love this thank you
Have you ever looked closely at a car windshield?
The edge of the glass is painted where it is glued to the car but it has these small dots between the clear and painted glass.
These are there for a reason. When the sun hits the glass the painted areas and the clear areas will absorb heat at different rates. This causes the glass to expand and contract differently putting stress on the glass.
These dots help the glass to warm up more evenly over a larger area so the glass does not suffer stress that could cause it to spontaneously explode.
Fun fact: the Tesla cybertruck doesnβt have these.
Yes, the glass will spontaneously crack or explode in the sun.
When I used to play widowmaker in overwatch id put some bait in the chat like "why are they called light savers if they don't save any light?"
You'd see a bunch of people stop to type and I could take them out one by one. Easy wins
*Scrolls past*
*reluctant sigh*
*scrolls back up*
*rebogs*
no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for
The evolution of (trans) man.
(Well, this one, anyway.)
- Age 9: "Tomboy"
- Age 15: Strictly enforced femininity
- Age 30: Hitting the mental limits of being closeted all his life and about to crash HARD
- Age 47: Fifteen years now since starting transition. Far more good days than bad, no regrets.
The world may be full of uncertainty and danger, but I resolve to continue to find joy in who I am. Be joyful to be kind to yourself and be joyful to spite the bastards who would tear us apart.