#winter hatred

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

me and my personal demon manifested irl who is also my daughter on a adventure to find my other daughter

[ozma914]

Hillary's Bra, and Other Halloween Scares

 Halloween is the scary holiday, timed perfectly to arrive just before the two scariest spots on the calendar: winter, and elections.

It's hardly surprising, then, that one popular Halloween mask is that of the politician. One year I dressed up as Hillary Clinton, stopped all the other trick-or-treaters, and collected 28% of their candy. The bra was kind of binding, though. The problem is, half the people don't recognize political figures, and the other half get too scared.

"What costumes? We just finished some barbecue ribs."

 My main criteria for choosing a Halloween costume was always warmth. In northern Indiana, it's not unheard of for Halloween decorations to be under a layer of snow by the end of October. Any Hoosier parent will tell you the main challenge in designing a costume is incorporating a winter coat and snow boots. Dressing as an astronaut is very popular.

As for me, I stopped going out on Halloween when I got old enough to buy candy at the store, turn off the porch light, and sack out on the couch in a diabetic coma. Preferably while watching a really awful Godzilla movie.

The last time I dressed up for the holiday Emily and I went to a Zombie Walk, costumed as ... well, you know. On a whim I walked into a grocery store and asked if they had any bran. The clerk said, "Last year you were way scarier as Dick Cheney".

"Brains--huh. Nothing there."

 We always tried to do costumes on the cheap because, well--I'm cheap. So we scrounged around the house, looking for something that could be worn over insulated long underwear. For instance, my adopted brother Martin once gave me a bag of hand-me-down clothes. We don't have the same fashion sense, what with me being a white small town boy and him a black guy from Fort Wayne, which is a big city by my standards.

Most of the clothes did class me up, a little. But I also found a uniquely loud puffy shirt, and a pair of oversized parachute pants that button all the way down the side. No, I never saw him wear them in public--I suspect he was messing with me.

That gave me two choices: Go to Halloween as a stereotypical 70s disco black guy, or a clown. I'll never be politically correct, but you can guess which one I did NOT go as.

A rare photo of me outside in November.

 Another choice was something my mother bought for me years ago, back when she (correctly) assumed I needed to get more fit. It's this silver foil costume designed to hold in body heat, like a personal portable sauna. I used it once on the treadmill and lost twelve pounds in thirty minutes. I could have gone as a zombie without needing makeup, if I could walk in a straight line, which I couldn't. Still, a little silver makeup, an aluminum foil hat, and: tah-dah! I'm a space alien.

If I ever trick-or-treat again I'll choose that outfit. Any candy I eat will sweat out of me by the time I make it home. Besides, I'm bound to stay warm no matter how cold it gets outside. Since my one and only goal from October through March is to stay warm, I could celebrate Halloween for months to come, even as political campaigning leaves me cold.

And if that doesn't work, I still have Hillary's bra.

 Remember: When you don't read our books, the Wicked Witch melts. You don't want to clean that up.

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[heartstopperthoughts]

My favorite thing is that, by the chaotic family dinner from hell, David has supposedly already hit on Tori multiple times. She’s already so over him and his bullshit by this point.

[moongirlwidow]

I now apparently have been voted by the police as "NYPD's Favorite Vigilante" and MJ is currently ranting about how ridiculous it is that it exists and has actual funding behind it.

[thatunnamedwriter]

When I die, I won't put the blame on you but everyone around will know what you really made me go through. When I die, I hope you'll be happy but trust me, my broken soul will forever haunt you.

No, I don't hate you exactly but I know a part of me is starting to hate you even more yes, I still love you but I know a part of me is drifting away from you...

No, you're good you work hard but if I had to wish, I wish no one ever gets a father like you.

and no, I don't want to hurt you but I really want to see you crying for me the same way I begged for you.

And I'm sorry I'm like this but you made me even worse and if someone could read my heart you'll know what a bleeding monster this soft spoken daughter is.

~Shambhavi Singh

[vroomvroomsposts]

No, because how weak is your support for your favourite driver that you have to keep on shitting and looking down on Carlos, or Lando even?

You know you can uplift your fav without doing that right? You don’t even have to talk or care about the drivers you hate, just focus on your fav and leave Carlos and Lando alone you freaks!

And the things people accuse Carlos of?!?!! “when the team needed him the most he qualified p16 and crashed in fp2 when they had the cost cap issue” please stfu and look at why that happened instead of just going at it at Carlos! 🙄 also speaking of FP crashes didn't your fav crash in the same place in FP2 and Quali in Miami? And also got P19 in Spain? “But that was the car’s fault.” and Carlos’s was all his fault? How? Did he go and create that bump in the track and purposefully went into the wall?

Someone even said he bought the Singapore win!?! Like what!?! How would he even do that!?

And “Lando qualified P10 in Qatar, the same track where Mc Laren got sprint pole and sprint win.” He was on the podium for both sprint and race in Qatar. 😑 He got that track limits just like your fav did in sprint which dropped him from sprint point position.

I didn’t want to write a post about this thing again and again but somehow, every other day, the moment I open Twitter or Tumblr I am blasted with Carlos and Lando hate, even though I have blocked any and every anti-Carlos and Lando people I come across. And it is always the same group of fans. This is getting very ridiculous!! Get the fuck off my man’s dick!!!

[martianbugsbunny]

Stucky fanart in the Good Year 2023 anyone?

[widowshill]

“He is not to them what he is to me,” I thought: “he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine;—I am sure he is—I feel akin to him—I understand the language of his countenance and movements: though rank and wealth sever us widely, I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him.” Jane Eyre, XVII.

18 / 139 / 91 / 78 / 2 / 12 / 75 / 80 / 75

[timeisacephalopod]

Waiting at the bus stop and someone drives by in THE most disgustingly noisy assed motorcycle and I don't know WHY anyone owns those fucking god awful metal pieces of unbelievably loud trash but I sure fucking wish every motorcycle owner who has a bike that makes noises so loud I physically have to cringe back in an attempt to get the noise OUT of my ears DESPITE having headphones in hits a brick wall going 60 so their fucking head feels the way mine does when they drive their bullshit vehicle around. Sensory fucking NIGHTMARE no one should be legally allowed to have a vehicle that loud except for emergency personal for obvious reasons. If your bike is as loud as an ambulance fuck you, get a real sense of self esteem and leave your loud as fuck ego in the god damn trash heap where it belongs.

[portugshit]

Un hombre de origen magrebí agredió ayer a varias mujeres en pleno metro de Barcelona.

El individuo se encuentra actualmente detenido.

[meursaulty]

i think wizards of the spiritual schools would be particularly sensitive to a dying world, especially one that they briefly revisit later on (empyrea prequest).

upon returning, a necromancer might recognize the sheer abundance of spirits surrounding them: always out just out of sight but present without a doubt, stirring around the ruins of markets and plazas like they did in life. if the necromancer had more time to reconnect with the spirits, they may have been able to get closure, or perhaps forgiveness. but since they in a rush to get to empyrea, all they see is a faint, shimmering outline of a familiar headdress over pork's shoulder before stepping back through the world door to turn their back on the world for the final time

a theurgist might notice just how quiet everything is. No birdsong, no aztecosaurs, not even a breeze to rustle the leaves overhead. absent is the low thrumming of life magic they can sense in all other worlds. the zocalo, once the hub of their adventures and base to their many, many advisors, is still and silent. only the stone structures, with their painstakingly carved embellishments now crumbling, reveal that anyone lived in this world at all, like heart rot in a tree. they are traces of artists and architects long gone. it amounts to a dreadful and total absence of life that the theurgist can't stop thinking about, no matter how hard they try

a conjurer would arrive in azteca and immediately feel the grief of an entire culture's last moments. an immeasurable number stories, recipes, songs were lost forever when xibalba came burning through the sky. as a conjurer, they knew better than anyone else that knowledge of the past is imperative to controlling the future. they also know that azteca's fate was sealed the moment they stepped onto xibalba all that time ago. tragedy is ever present in mythology, and they can't let their sorrow keep them from saving the entire spiral. and still, as they leave for the arcanum with their new allies in tow, a small part of them hopes for a miraculous discovery, a single , surviving aztecosaur to prove that nothing is ever truly gone

and perhaps it's not important what natural attunement the wizard might have to ruined azteca. pacal, zaylin, tezcat, and countless others are only dust now, indistinguishable from the dust that blankets the wizard's old textbooks in their dorm, or cast in a window's sparkling beam. azteca is gone, and the wizard lives another day

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

more monster lethanfield....

[foreveranevilregal]

It’s officially “lip balm is a necessity not an accessory” season.

[soldier-poet-king]

Anyway if anyone has a pattern to knit socks (or mittens, crochet also an option) without hating them desperately, hmu

[powertaco]

Maria in the Schnee Family Au texting Winter

[dizzybizz]

remy has a leather jacket and a cowboy poncho now because i have no self control whatsoever....