it's simple really: october is for horror movies with highly stylized villains and iconic monsters because they make for good costumes. early november is for gothic horror because of the fog and decay etc. late november is for zombies (commentary on consumerist culture). december is for psychological horror and stuff where they're trapped in a room because that's when you have to go to holiday parties with your family.

january is for possession and body horror (the loss of control and transformation of a new year beginning plus toxic diet culture). february is valentine's day so you can do whatever as long as you're horny about it.

march is for religious/cult-themed horror because of lent and easter. obviously april is giallo because the blood splatter represents spring rainfall. needs no explanation

may is for cannibalism and horror comedy (taurus season)

all of summer is for urban legends and anything that features children with minimal adult supervision so kids can watch them and be scarred for life. september is slashers because it's back to school season and that shit always seems to happen to teenagers and college students

psst, hey. imagine Gwen going to see Smile 2 and running out before the end to have a panic attack in the bathroom because funnily enough she's no longer very fond of the idea of a smiling horror that towers over you

Nothing on my playlists is quite hitting today. Recommend me your favorite album.

PLEASE PICK ONE. I have autism, I have ADHD, presented with too many choices I will shut down and pick none. I am asking that you please RESPECT THIS BOUNDARY. Every time I ask a question like this people flood me with shit and then when I get upset they say “sorry, I got excited.” If you cannot control yourself well enough to respect my boundary, please feel free to reblog but don’t add anything.

Fairytale by Heather Dale

So I’m about halfway through, and…I’m gonna be honest, I’m on the first song here I’ve actually liked. With that said, I don’t think she’s a bad artist—I think she may just be too “nice”/daydreamy for me, because the song that caught my attention is Skeleton Woman, which definitely has more grit and sass than what came before.

I’ll keep on going. This is the beauty of albums versus a handful of singles, they can be a bit uneven and come up to surprise you from behind.

Final verdict: I don’t think she’s for me. I’m not very big on Celtic and like my “nice singers” in small doses, so fifty minutes of both put together is. A lot. For me.

That said, I’m glad to have had the rec and the chance to try something new, so thank you for sharing her with me! ❤️ 6/10 skeleton women.

I hate when I make a post like "hey you can be a girl if you want? Or boy? And if you're a girl, you don't have to be! You don't have to be a boy either" and then redditors see it and are like "ugh demeaning language. I haven't been a 'girl' since I turned 18! I'm a woman, damn it"

And it's just missing the point so hard. Boys and girls are how kids talk about gender. If you're going to come at me with a elementary school understanding of gender, don't get mad that I'm responding at your level.

Also it's important that the message read properly for any children in the audience: you can be a boy or a girl now. Not later, not "when you grow", not when you're a woman or a man. Right now. There is no reason to wait.

Seriously, you can do it right now. Give me five minutes in a room with any doubter, a spoon, and a cup of strawberry yogurt. I'll convince you that you can be a girl or a boy, a man or a woman, neither or both, or even combinations (I knew someone once who was a bigender woman/boy. They were not a girl or a man, but they were a woman and a boy)!

Anyway the point was to say it simply enough to make it stick. Brevity is the soul of wit, and sometimes four short lines can stick where endless long posts and documentaries don't.

"you can be a girl if you want to" is the kind of sentence that might save someone that a long post about transgenderism might not. I'm sorry if it seems overly simple: that was on purpose.

Two things to prop up right now:

And, if you need something, try Finch. It’s the best self-care app I’ve ever used.

Steve From “Blue’s Clues” Just Checked In On “The Kids He Raised” And Gave Them A Safe Space To Offload After Donald Trump’s Election Victory.

Interestingly, Steve doesn’t even speak in the 59-second video, but appears to give viewers a comforting presence as he enters the outdoors shot and “offers them” a hot drink.

And many of the comments thanked Steve for offering them this safe space, with one person writing: “As a trans man, I felt this to my core. I took the breath with you then started bawling. Thank you.”

“The man who is a staple of my childhood didn’t say a single word and it brought me to tears. Steve, thank you. I don’t know where we go from here,” somebody else wrote.

Another popular comment reads: “He didn’t say A WORD and said everything at the same time. This man should be guarded at all costs.”

“Neither of my dads checked in on me today. But you did Steve. Thank you,” one more acknowledged.

“So much responsibility on Steve’s hands to make sure we are okay. We need to make sure he’s doing okay too. I mean I’m not doing great, but he’s still looking after the kids he raised,” somebody else added.

While another concluded: “I bet you didn’t think you’d still be raising us all these years later, Steve, but thank you for still being here.”

I met Steve at Comic Con a couple years ago. I told him, “thank you for being there for me as a kid when it felt like no one else was. He responded “no, thank you for all your help; without you, I’d still be trying to figure out what Blue wanted for her snack!” and I had to try very hard not to cry, he was so nice.

I was too old to be the target age for this show when it aired and I’m still sitting here crying right now.

I think we need to induct Steve into the group of Genuinely Good Guys Who Just Want To Love The World alongside Mr. Rogers and Steve Irwin, although hopefully he’ll be with us for many years yet.

I rambled about this in tags on another post but I can’t emphasize enough how only focusing on large-scale issues WILL lead to hopelessness & burnout. Activism must include small-scale, achievable works. If you don’t have something you can get your hands around and look at directly, despair will eat you alive.

I want to elaborate here for people who don’t think they’re capable of practical activism due to disability: what a LOT of volunteer groups need most is clerical and logistical support. Maybe you can’t get down to the river to pick up trash, but how about working the sign-up table? Or sending out email reminders or creating promotional graphics? How about making calls to the city to get funds for supplies?

Many volunteer groups rely on retired people to run their day-to-day functions, so as the economy worsens and retirement ages go up, charities are feeling the squeeze as their aging participants aren’t replaced. If you’re unable to work full-time due to disability but have the means to attend a zoom meeting once a month and take minutes, there’s an activist group that needs you. If you don’t have the financial means to donate to charities you care about, there’s a local advocacy group that needs help deciding how to allocate donation funds.

If you’re not sure how you or your disability can fit into a group, call and ask. My prison book group works from a basement that isn’t wheelchair accessible, so when I was unable to do stairs last year, I built them a database.

You can help and you are needed.

hey if you need something funny or wholesome to watch right now try these

if you're feeling powerless right now—and god knows I am—here's a reminder you can donate to the National Network of Abortion Funds, the Trans Law Center, Gaza Soup Kitchen, the Palestine Children's Relief Fund, and hundreds of other charities that will work to mitigate the damage that has been and will continue to be inflicted

life continues. we still have the capacity to do good, important work. that matters

If you are trans I need you to stay alive.

Stay alive for every other trans person fighting, stay alive for every trans person who is no longer here, and most importantly stay alive for yourself.

They don’t get to erase us! They don’t get to take away our rights, and treat us as less than human. Don’t let them erase us, and don’t let them make you a statistic. Don’t let them win.

Stay alive

If you won’t do it for yourself, then do it for others. Do it out of spite.

Chai tea bag + lil but of brown sugar + apple cider packet + 16 oz. mug of hot but not quite boiling water

it will not Fix You but like. maybe. maybe.

tags by @eridan-ampora

Update: this is the best post I've ever made because everyone is sharing their Warm Beverage recipes in the notes. Go check the notes for more Warm Beverages That Will Fix You.

A little bit more involved but:

Gallon of apple cider, bottle of cranberry wine, mesh bag of whole baking spices, a couple of orange slices, simmer that shit for an hour or two. 👌

For those able to imbibe, there is always the classic Baileys' in hot chocolate, but you will love me a long time for telling you this putting regular Bailey's in Bourbon Vanilla Rooibos tea is some next level cozy beverage tastiness.

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

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please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please

literally all it entails is sending people "trick-or-treat" asks and people answering those asks with pictures of candy or those silly spooky plastic toys or whatever else you would give a trick-or-treater. please. please can we have some whimsy

Don’t forget trick or treating this year everyone!

I won’t forget this year

You'll all get treats this year if you send those asks my way!

Mutuals

Get ready

Halloween is the best month. This would be a fantastic way to celebrate the last day.

I handed out facts about candy two years ago. Not sure what I’ll do this year. Guess you’ll just have to come knocking to find out.

You can’t reblog this again until October 2024, so do it now.

You can’t reblog this again until October 2030, so do it NOW.

projecting onto Gwen my affliction that I call expensive taste autism — once you have the nicer brand of stuff, you can never fully enjoy a tin of custard without thinking of the one you get that's rich with cream and vanilla, or have pasta without dreaming of the fancier shape you like, or spread margarine on your toast without wishing it was real butter... please tell me someone else experiences this

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