Just a little to the left of sanity...

Even more fairytale and fairytale derivative properties tweets

Honestly “thanks I hate it” is one of the funniest phrases in the English language

i one time told my italian professor “grazie lo detesto” and she lost her shit, so it’s not just english

“¡Gracias! ¡Lo odio!”

“Danke, ich hasse es.”

“Merci, je déteste”

Tak, jeg hader det.

Bedankt, ik haat het.

Спасибо! Я это ненавижу.

go raibh maith agat, is fuath liom é

どうも！ それが嫌い。

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.شکریہ! مجھے اس سے نفرت ہے

(shukriah! mujhay isay nafraat hai.)

kiitti! mä vihaan tätä.

תודה! אני שונא.ת את זה. Toda! Ani sone.t et ze

谢谢，我厌恶它！

Takk, jeg hater det.

Hvala, mrzim to.

Dankon! Mi malamas ğin.

It’s somehow more jarring to see Elton in black than Johnny in pink.

My favorite part is how Johhny can't stop swooshing the cape and playing with it, that's adorable XDDD

Johnny Cash seemed to be enjoying the hell out of himself most of the time, and loved playing with his image as a dour and humorless “man in black”.

I mean, the man not only sang a song about stealing an entire car one piece at a time over twenty years, when someone actually built a car to the description given in the song to give to him, he accepted the gift and put it on display. Johnny Cash had a great time.

I think a lot of people spent their childhoods being very deliberately forced out of their comfort zones by parents / teachers / whomever in a way that was just deeply unpleasant and degrading and so, when they reach young adulthood and are finally allowed real control over their lives, become set on only doing things they know they're comfortable with forever. that's a really important thing to be able to do, especially if you're so used to having your boundaries routinely ignored that you aren't even certain what you like vs what you can bear, so I absolutely see why a person would have a negative reaction to being told that discomfort is good: it can very easily sound like being told that all that work they've been doing to prioritze their needs for the first time ever is Bad and Selfish, actually. and to that I will say two things:

one: as long as you aren't hurting or, like, being a dick to anyone, just staying in your comfort zone isn't an immoral action. if you just want to read one type of book (or just fanfiction), or just eat one type of food, or just watch one type of movie, or not go to new types of social events, you aren't being a bad person for that, and if people say that, they are soundly wrong and just trying to get a self-righteousness kick.

two: trying new things because you want to expand yourself feels a hell of a lot different than trying new things because you're being forced to. you'll feel better about trying new foods if you know you have a back up familiar one in case you can't stomach the new one, it's easier to read new books if you can experiment with audio versions or reading it in little five-page chunks by yourself, you can breathe a lot easier going somewhere new if you aren't chained there for three hours because your parent is your ride home, etc.

tl;dr: new things are good. I get why you might not want to try new things, and that's fine, but it's also more comfortable to try new things as an adult with your own agency so, yeah, what have you got to lose by trying a weird old art film?

It's really important to recognize that the negative reaction you might have to being forced into something new might make your reaction much worse than if you had the no-pressure option to explore it on your own. I always try new foods when no one is around, or only some few close friends I trust on that level, because I feel judged for being a picky eater - even if people aren't *actually* judging me, I feel judged anyways and the pressure makes the whole experience unpleasant and I'm less likely to enjoy the food

It's also important to recognize that sometimes, newness, in and of itself, can trigger a disgust reaction. For this reason, when i'm genuinely trying some new food/drink, I take a small bite/sip or two to get over the initial "this is new and new is bad ew ew ew" reaction, and then take the next bite/sip to actually evaluate how I feel about the flavor/texture/etc. Even when i don't end up liking the food, this often takes a food I'd be super grossed out by and moves it closer to the "eh i simply don't like it" category.

i found out years ago that i can hack my brain into liking a new food simply by getting mildly drunk and horfing it down with some friends. the warmth and happiness of being around people i like somehow reprograms my preferences to like whatever food i was eating at a time.

this isn’t to say this will work for everyone, or even most people! i just mean to say that in adulthood, when you have control over yourself, your body, and your company, you can often find out how to expand your own horizons in a fun and controlled way. experiments are much less costly, and failure is easier to shrug off. i’ve added dozens of previously inaccessible foods to my list of things i like now, from mushrooms to coffee, and it’s really improved my life.

being forced outside your comfort zone is a miserable and useless thing that happens to you a lot as a kid. but learning to step outside your comfort zone on your own, as an adult, is a valuable skill to learn that will pay off for the rest of your life.

Dorothy just wanted something that she could believe in, A gray dustbowl girl in a life she was better off leavin’. She made her escape, went from gray into green, And she could have got clear, and she could have got clean, But she chose to be good and go back to the gray Kansas sky Where color’s a fable and freedom’s a fairy tale lie.

Alice got lost, and I guess that we really can’t blame her; They say she got tangled and tied in the lies that became her. They say she went mad, and she never complained, For there’s peace of a kind in a life unconstrained. She gives Cheshire kisses, she’s easy with white rabbit smiles, And she’ll never be free, but she’s won herself safe for a while.

Susan and Lucy were queens, and they ruled well and proudly. They honored their land and their lord, rang the bells long and loudly. They never once asked to return to their lives To be children and chattel and mothers and wives, But the land cast them out in a lesson that only one learned; And one queen said ‘I am not a toy’, and she never returned.

Mandy’s a pirate, and Mia weaves silk shrouds for faeries, And Deborah will pour you red wine pressed from sweet poisoned berries. Kate poses riddles and Mary plays tricks, While Kaia builds towers from brambles and sticks, And the rules that we live by are simple and clear: Be wicked and lovely and don’t live in fear

       Dorothy, Alice and Wendy and Jane,        Susan and Lucy, we’re calling your names,        All the Lost Girls who came out of the rain        And chose to go back on the shelf.        Tinker Bell says, and I find I agree        You have to break rules if you want to break free.        So do as you like  — we’re determined to be        Wicked girls saving ourselves.

For we will be wicked and we will be fair And they’ll call us such names, and we really won’t care, So go, tell your Wendys, your Susans, your Janes, There’s a place they can go if they’re tired of chains, And our roads may be golden, or broken, or lost, But we’ll walk on them willingly, knowing the cost  — We won’t take our place on the shelves. It’s better to fly and it’s better to die Say the wicked girls saving ourselves.

(Seanan McGuire)

Delighted by the mental images this evokes.

ok some days being visibly homo is the most wonderful thing in the world. an old woman walking her dog stopped to say hello to me and I asked if i could say hi to her dog. she seemed really excited and told me "his name is rupert brooke. i named him after a gay poet from the era of the first world war. he had red hair just like my dogs fur". then she leans in and whispers like she's divulging some great secret and says "i don't usually tell people about the gay part"

I’ve told this one before, but: I was in a long-distance relationship in 2010. One time, after flying back into Toronto, I got a cab to my apartment. The cab driver, who was a recent Pakistani immigrant, asked where I had been travelling.

And I had to think about my safety as a passenger and a woman, but I decided to just tell him: “I was visiting my girlfriend in New York.” And he went quiet, and I was briefly terrified, and then he said, “It’s good here in Canada, for people like us.” AND THEN I FUCKING CRIED OBVIOUSLY.

It’s good to be visibly or openly queer, when you can be. There are so many more of us out there than you ever realize otherwise.

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These pictures are killing me

There are many animals I expect to see in caves, but I can confidently say that this was not one of them.

I’m taking the term world tour away from artists and management they can have it back when they’ve shown they know how to use it properly

anyway.

hes so real for this

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Speaking about the fantasy feature Pine revealed: "I don't do any stunts in this film. Nothing. I have no action. All I do is run. Run away from shit," Pine said. "All these poor schmucks had to do all this martial arts training on the weekends and I was taking walks on the beach. I was reading, caught up on my Netflix. I had a great time." End ID.]

i can’t decide if this is the single coolest girl in the world for making danger her middle name or the silliest for not seeing the raw power of “millipede danger” which is the greatest name i have ever heard

This collab was not on my 2023 bingo card

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This white man is trustworthy in the kitchen

Very strange 🤨 the way some of the user base of this site wants to treat random bloggers with some popular posts as like, microcelebrities or influencers. Oh you have a TUMBLR BLOG with 4-5 digits of followers well you're basically a household name like Mark of Plier I guess. So you're never allowed to screw up or be mildly irritating without being put on like "most irritating Tumblr users" polls or called out for whatever micro annoyance you caused for like 5 people. It's funny on the surface level but beneath that it's irritating and weird. I don't think some random blogger who makes funny posts should have to, like, deal with that. You're just being parasocial and it's scaring the hoes.

Too many people on here are too comfortable being mean and cruel to others, or calling out "popular bloggers" for the crime of "making me feel irritated with a post" and it's not cute of you at all, really.

Sorry last reblog. She evoked realness.

This was not the Dracula lore drop I was expecting today.