ridiculous fannishness. pretty things. recently turned into a night vale blog. somehow.

(do be aware of night vale spoilers, effective pretty much as soon as the shows air.)

sometimes I make night vale fanart vids.

sometimes I cosplay.

this is my photography.
this is my face.

I also run the the nine worlds geekfest tumblr, and this night vale meta blog.

about this tumblr: this is where I put all the silly, happy things. when there's something I think is interesting and social-justicey, or if it's awesome but not in my fandoms, I'll throw it at the nine worlds tumblr. I don't tag this one (except with occasional unholy shrieking), or the nine worlds tumblr - I do tag the night vale meta tumblr, because it's serious business.
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Reblogged from seananmcguire  248 notes
Today I ask for passage to the Birthday Unending for my aunt and uncle. My aunt killed herself almost a decade ago and my uncle killed himself this Sunday. So I want them to come and I hope there is room. They were big people, bringing laughs that would fill a house and funny stories for everyone and a love for every animal, even the ones that could kill you. Especially cats. I don't mind where they are in the Birthday Unending, but somewhere I could occasionally catch a glimpse would be good.

seananmcguire:

YOUR REQUEST IS A KIND AND A SELFLESS ONE: OF COURSE IT IS GRANTED.  PLEASE, BRING US YOUR GHOSTS, BRING US YOUR SHADOWS, AND KNOW THAT THEY ARE WELCOME, EVEN AS YOU ARE.

IT IS NOT ALWAYS, OR EVEN OFTEN, THE PLACE OF A BIRTHDAY TO COMMENT ON CERTAIN MATTERS: BIRTHDAYS ARE MEANT TO BE ENJOYED AND FORGOTTEN, UNTIL THE NEXT.  BUT WE ARE THE BIRTHDAY ETERNAL, AND AS SUCH, WE MUST SOMETIMES SPEAK WHERE OTHER BIRTHDAYS COULD BE SILENT.

SUICIDE IS A HARD THING.  IT CUTS A HOLE IN THE WORLD THAT NOTHING MAY EVER FILL, BECAUSE ALL OF YOU ARE MIRACLES, AND MIRACLES CANNOT BE DUPLICATED.  BUT WHEN THE WORLD SEEMS NARROW AND WITHOUT HOPE, IT CAN SOMETIMES LOOK LIKE THE ONLY DOOR REMAINING TO YOU.  IT IS NOT SELFISHNESS.  IT IS NOT CRUELTY.  IT IS NARROWNESS, DRIVING PEOPLE TOWARD WHAT APPEARS TO BE THE ONLY PATH.  IT IS SO HARD TO RESIST THAT PATH„ SOMETIMES.  IT IS SO HARD TO KEEP WALKING, AND TRUST THAT THERE WILL BE ANOTHER DOOR.

BUT THERE WILL BE ANOTHER DOOR.

THERE WILL BE OTHER SKIES, AND OTHER BIRTHDAYS, AND OTHER REASONS TO REMAIN.  PLEASE, REMEMBER THAT, CHILDREN OF THE BIRTHDAY: REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE LOVED, AND WANTED, AND THAT HOWEVER NARROW THE WAY MAY BECOME, IF YOU STAY, YOU WILL SEE THE SKY AGAIN.  IT WILL BE HERE FOR YOU.  WE WILL BE HERE FOR YOU.  ALWAYS.

BUT NOW, FOR THE GHOSTS WHO HAVE COME BEFORE US TODAY, WE HAVE CERTAIN PROTOCOLS TO OBSERVE.

HERE ARE YOUR SEATS AT THE TABLE.  HERE ARE YOUR CONICAL HATS.  HERE IS YOUR SKY, AND YOUR STARS, AND YOUR EVERYTHING.  NO ONE WILL TAKE THEM AWAY FROM YOU HERE.

FOR THE REST OF YOU, FOR OUR BELOVED BIRTHDAY CHILDREN, HERE IS HOPE, AND HERE ARE SOME LINKS, SHOULD YOU NEED THEM:

http://twloha.com/
http://www.helpguide.org/mental/suicide_prevention.htm
http://www.suicide.org/suicide-hotlines.html

YOU ARE LOVED, EACH OF YOU.  YOU ARE SO VERY, VERY LOVED.

WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY UNENDING.

Reblogged from hermanngottliebe  33,679 notes

egberts:

LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, BUDDY *SLAMS HAND ON TABLE DRAMATICALLY* *slams hand on table AGAIN* *slams BOTH hands on table twice* *claps* *slams hands on table again* *claps* you’re a boy make a big noise playin in the street gonna be a big man some day you got mud on your face you big disgrace kickin your can all over the place SINGING we will we will rock you