eirwyn · 1 day ago
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having friends notably older than you is fantastic actually, cause you can drop in a little mention of how old you would have been at the time of a story they tell and watch the existential crisis set in
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eirwyn · 6 days ago
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I am thinking about how it's just as well I'm a decent human being because I happened to see two of my favourite streamers leave London Comic Con today and between that and a picture one of them posted to their Instagram (and the fact that I grew up around there) I'm nearly certain I know where they're staying while they're at the con.
Which is fucking creepy, I know, but I didn't mean to put it all together, my brain just did it. And see above re: being a decent human being.
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eirwyn · 18 days ago
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Have you ever listened to a song parody that permanently affected how you listen to the original?
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eirwyn · 19 days ago
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Age gap discourse is surreal to me because social circles being limited by age is very much just something for when you're in school. Even in college, you can be in classes with people 20+ years older than you, especially in community colleges with people getting degrees "later" in life.
People in their late teens and early 20s are coworkers with people in their 40s and 50s. If you join community groups or clubs, you'll probably meet people decades older than you. Your neighbors probably won't be the same age you are. Neither will everyone at the bars or cafes you frequent. It's totally normal to meet someone much older or younger than you and hit it off as an adult because real life is not segregated by age.
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eirwyn · 20 days ago
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Sometimes I wonder whether how much I adore the children I work with is wrong. I'm not anything to them. At best I'm an instructor to them, at worst I'm just another adult in their lives, but I would genuinely die for every single one of them. Their victories are my victories, their problems are my problems, I would do anything for them to know and understand what absolutely wonderful, incredible, worthy human beings they are. I love every single one of them so, so much, and I want them to know that there is nothing they could do that would result in me not being 100% on their side.
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eirwyn · 2 months ago
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I am so clearly my father's favourite child that I feel awful for even thinking this, but maybe I'm just an awful person underneath it all, so oh well I'm going to talk about it anyway
My brother came over for dinner tonight. He does it on a mostly biweekly basis and I hate it every single time. Not because I hate my brother, because I don't. I've never known my life without him because we're so close in age, and regardless of how much he irritates me sometimes, that's a bond that can never be broken. He was my first friend, my best friend for a lot of my childhood, and is entirely too clever for his own good.
We're buying a flat together. We needed to talk about a few things, so my mother calls me down when he gets there, and proceeds to sit in on the conversation. Again, I don't object to this, we're first-time buyers and fucking clueless. It's what happens after that I hate.
My brother is in a very similar career to the one my mother retired from less than a year ago. And he's just been promoted so he's a bit stressed and he talks to my mother about it. And objectively speaking that's it. That's fine. But it makes me feel like literal shit because not only do I not have a clue what they're on about and cannot participate in the conversation (but am expected to stay at the table otherwise I'm being 'anti-social'), but my mother has never shown that amount of interest or enthusiasm in my career choices ever.
I had one of the worst days I have ever had today, in which a little piglet died in my arms moments before a vet could put him to sleep, which meant he died suffering, and an event that I have been planning and looking forward to for months now can't go ahead and I'm the fucker who has to break 20 kids' hearts and I barely got two sentences out about my day before I was summarily dismissed.
I got told I was being 'very quiet' and the only reason I didn't snap back is that it's not my little brother's fault he's my mother's favourite child. And, as I said at the beginning, I feel awful for resenting him that because it's obvious to anyone with eyes that I'm my father's favourite child and I imagine that's probably quite hard on a son.
But I hate how these dinners make me feel and that coupled with the shittiest day means I'm a lot more thin-skinned than normal.
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eirwyn · 2 months ago
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Thanks, Anon!
-submit your poll!-
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eirwyn · 2 months ago
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Inspired by some other polls that have been going around lately, I'm trying to see something:
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eirwyn · 2 months ago
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What assigned English class book did you viscerally HATE (the most)? I tried to make it general by some authors since curriculums vary.
Any Charles Dickens book
Any Shakespeare Play
Any Greek Epic
The Great Gatsby
1984
A Scarlet Letter
Lord of the Flies
Frankenstein
Other (if it's farenheit 451, I'll burn you)
I didn't viscerally hate any English class book
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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It must be super awkward if a Kelpie tries to drown a person wearing a weird coat then they get deep into the water and they have turned into a seal
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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🧛🏽 Assad Zaman as the vampire Armand
Interview With The Vampire Part II Costume design by Carol Cutshall
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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Core memory moment
Going into work just to play dnd only to find that two of your players have conspired behind your back to make you a birthday cake, and they actually put candles on it and sing you happy birthday, and another player came up with the same idea but they didn't communicate so now there's two birthday cakes and good natured fighting over which one gets to have candles put on it. One of my players roasts another so hard I give him inspiration. The rain starts hammering it down about half a hour before the end of the session and we all just run around in the courtyard in what was meant to be warm summer rain but is actually just standard british rain so it's fucking freezing, but none of us care because we're kicking a football around making jokes about the england football team and laughing so hard we keep missing the ball, getting soaked through to the skin hair and clothes dripping all over my paper maps and god I love them I love them I love them.
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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blogging
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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Project - GIF all of the Globe Theatre’s 2013 Production of “The Tempest” #12/32
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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Me: *scrolling tumblr*
Castiel: I love you
Me: Dear god what’s happened now
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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Armand + looks through season 2 for @aarmand
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eirwyn · 4 months ago
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Clothes off, face down in the coffin. You can read 'em to me while I fuck you.
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