Pros of being a Fandom Old:
– never have to worry about my mom finding out about my porn fic
– have seen it all before and give few if any fucks
Cons of being a Fandom Old:
– forced to work at actual job instead of writing fic all day
– have seen it all before and get regular “ugh not again” moments
you know that depression thing where you still care about the things that you love and are passionate about but you don’t care in the same way that you used to and so all of your feelings toward x things are just sort of… hazy, foggy, and blurry and you know why you love the thinsg but you can’t bring yourself to love the things the way you want/use to love the things and it’s just really sad because you don’t want to feel this way towards the things because you really do love the things. you’re just. sad
modern day adaptation of norse mythology were gleipnir (the unbreakable ribbon that binds fenrir) is made out of these
Hot tip for removing these easily: turn them inside out and then pull firmly on the flap, they’ll come apart with very little effort
make your own post we’re trying to imprison an apocalyptic invincible wolf over here
Nordic pro-tip: Always use double sided gleipnir when binding your world-ending wolf. You can also mix and match colors to add a festive touch to Ragnarok.
if i was a shapeshifter, half of my time would be spent making myself look androgynous and trimming up the things about my shape I’m not happy with, and half of my time would be spent making my teeth look just a little bit sharper than is normal, changing my eye-color subtly between slightly unsettling shades, and giving myself an intricate “tattoo” that just barely moves every couple of hours, until it’s in a whole new shape next time you look at me.
I’d just sprout 3 meters long black wings and have giant sharp teeth, goat legs and have transparent skin, you guys have no balls
why would I want balls
I want to leave people feeling like they had a close run-in with something fae and wild but kindly inclined toward them. they wouldn’t know who or what I was or what pronouns to use for me, but I’d give them a mysterious smile full of fangs and then hand them something from a small pocket of weird trinkets I carry around specifically for fucking with people, and then I’d open my second pair of eyes and wink with both of my left ones and then turn and walk away. Maybe a long tail peeking out from under my decadent shawl.
part of me wants to write a post about cryptids and settler-colonialism, but then i think about how incredibly broken my blog is thanks to kardala meta and change my mind
basically there is a difference between “fun weird thing we made up” and “actual being from an Indigenous culture we appropriated as part of the process of destroying their culture” and that’s an important distinction to draw. like, some of the beings that get called cryptids have important cultural context that gets stripped away when they’re shoved into pop culture will-nilly. Navajo skin-walkers are beings that shouldn’t be talked about, unless you want to draw them to you (and you don’t). on the other hand, telling stories about wendigos helps us understand traditional Cree (and Anishinabek) legal orders and customs.
b’gwus/sásq’ets
(sasquatch/bigfoot) stories have been told up and down the coast of the pacific northwest for thousands of years and now tourist traps run by settlers repackage culture and sell it for a profit that never makes it way back to the people they’re extracting stories from. i’m not expecting people to stop playing with “cryptids,” but i do kinda want everyone to be aware of the places and people these stories come from and that, for us, they have meaning.
Which are really cool and cute Japanese dog breeds. Let me introduce you to these other cool and cute Japanese dogs, which I think deserve equal attention.
The Kishu Inu:
The Hokkaido Ken:
The Kai Ken:
The Shikoku Inu:
I just really love dogs, and look how cool they are! Dogs!!!
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