caspar: what is that music?
leif: i'm teaching peter to breakdance.
caspar: y- you're teaching the robot to breakdance while i'm telling you about my problems?
leif: i'm also trying to hack into norad while you're telling me about your problems. i can multitask!
adhd king
bro your whimsy. you forgot your fucking whimsy. your solemn and somber attitude is scaring the hoes
writer: this is one of my male characters! he cares about his guy friends and loves them deeply.
tumblr: oh! so he’s gay!
writer: uh…no, he’s attracted to women.
tumblr: ….so he’s bi!
writer: uhh…no…….he loves his guy friends but he’s not romantically/sexually attracted to them.
tumblr: ….so you’re homophobic.
writer:
Somewhere between (งಠ_ಠ)ง and ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ every day.
some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs
body language masterlist
a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
550 words to say instead of fuckin said
638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
some more body language help
evil infodumping where you just tell lies
I love that they respect and trust each other wholeheartedly
Since I'm already spamming my followers with midnight burger id like to say
I love Zebulon and Effie Mucklewain
I love that they are so passionate
I love that they are full of quips
I love Effie's mean streak
I love how they performed an illegal (interracial, 1920s arkansas) marriage ceremony because they felt that it was between two good people who loved and supported each other
I love that they were appalled knowing how long it took for that law to change
I love their disguises for the planets/times earth side when being two Jesus lovers from Arkansas just isn't the vibe
I love that they exist in technology
I love that they are the hot ones
I love that Zebulon's test of friend or foe is finding out if his pig best friend is waiting for him or not
I love Effie saying "Divorce is a Sin" as a reason for their marriage lasting so long and Zebulon saying "and because we love each other?" "Yes also that"
“You tell me to be a biblical woman. You tell me to be a biblical so that I might become silent, complicit, weak. Become a biblical woman. Become complacent with the authority of a man. I am a biblical woman. I am Deborah with the power to control the armies, the wisdom to prophesy. I do not tolerate the cowardice of men. I will give victory and honor where it is due: to the woman who is brave enough to stand. I am Jael. I have the blood of the enemy on my hands. I saw a victory for my people and I took it. I took with a warm glass of milk and a tent peg to his head. I am a biblical woman. I am Esther, who stood up to the men in power and saved my people. I used my beauty and my position to do what is right. I am a queen. I am Ruth, a foreigner who left everything she had for the sake of loyalty to family. I seduced the man who I knew could provide for me. I worked hard to provide for myself and for my family. I am a biblical woman. I am Bathsheba, who was taken advantage of by the king. I am more than just a bathing woman on the roof. He objectified me. He murdered my husband. And he was the one who paid the price. I am Abigail, whose wit and wisdom prevented violence. I rescued my husband from his own foolishness, and I prevented the King from acting rashly and violently. I am brilliant. I am a biblical woman. I am Rahab, the prostitute. I am Mary, the pregnant teenager. I am Junia, the female apostle. I am Dorcas, the woman who served the poor. I am the woman at the well. An outsider welcomed into the kingdom of God. You think that I must be silent and meek to become a biblical woman? You do not know what a biblical woman is.”
—
Olivia
For all the men who have made biblical women out to be nothing but silent property.
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faithandmagick rikkalorelei lOOK AT THE THING
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I know I’ve reblogged this at least once but YES! THIS!
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crawling back to this tumblr account after the tiktok ban feels like driving back to my old home in the countryside,, gently wiping away the cobwebs and the dust that's settled in my absence,, nothing changed, nothing out of place,, a memory of a forgotten era; frozen in time,,
Bad Writer. Occasional Artist. Big fan of agriculture.
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