IRL friend and follower of my main blog at a party, loudly: “You keep making cryptic Tumblr posts about your sideblog full of Rimmer porn.”
Only among my friend group would everyone within earshot automatically interpret the phrase “rimmer porn” in the correct sense.
Hey, wait. Maybe she told me about it because she knew I would like it and I wouldn’t have bothered to look it up otherwise…
"Don’t laugh! Because I know it was one of you."
Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., Repairs.
Sooooo. My housemates have a thing where they put the latest episode on while we eat dinner. For various reasons, that didn’t happen this week. I’m kind of glad it didn’t.
Instead, my housemate watched it by herself last night and then gaily told me about the “pranking” subplot. I have come out to this housemate, and I’m honestly not sure whether she was trying to be nice by avoiding all reference to it being a kink for me, or whether it genuinely didn’t occur to her.
One way or another, it was an awkwardness far preferable to having to sit there and watch it unfold, flanked by one blithely innocent housemate and one all-too-acutely-aware one…
…particularly given what I’d been doing in our living room in their absence just a couple of weeks previously auuugh
Bloody hell, I’ve worked here for two and a half years and prior to my birthday fic I swear I never witnessed/heard about accidents involving soup.
Today’s incident: That Same Bloody Woman Again From The Mud Chamber Anecdote And The Revolving Door Incident (Who Is Very Nice But I Do NOT Want To Think About Her In That Way) recounts an anecdote from some years ago about someone crashing into her in the cafeteria, and spilling tomato soup over her “from head to toe”…
(This was precipitated by one of our group complaining that their soup had got knocked over and they’d had to go and get another bowl, although they’d fortunately escaped the line of fire. So, that’s two incidents technically, I guess?)
Someone recently introduced me to the HowToBasic videos. They mostly just made me nauseous.
Funny how in my head, it makes perfect intuitive sense how my mess kink can co-exist with my squeamish fastidiousness. HowToBasic manages to walk the line between setting off the two with discomfiting precision.
lyra-somnium replied to your photoset:
Yes. You can most definitely make it a thing. Who knows? We may see this in canon yet.
Heck, don’t short-circuit my poor tiny lizard brain with ideas like that. O.O
Fun things to do with cosplay #327: enact scenarios you would have loved to see in canon.
(Works particularly well if the character’s face doesn’t even need to be visible…)
is “getting messy while cosplaying” a thing? if not, can i make it a thing?
TIL: getting shaving cream in your hair makes it go rather dry and tangly.
Anonymous asked: Why, Rimmer? What's in your wardrobe you don't want the tie anon to see? Is it very embarrassing? You'd better tell everyone, because I'm sure letting us speculate will only give us ideas.
I just don’t like people going in my personal, private things, that’s all! Is that so unreasonable? It doesn’t necessarily imply that I’ve got something to hide…
Oh really? What about your underwear on coat hangers?
Who told you about that?!
Well, let’s just say that one hears these things… how about we also talk about you sewing your name onto all of your ship issue condoms?
How about we don’t? Because you don’t want to talk about it, do you, Ms. Somnium? You just want to ridicule me. All because I happen to derive satisfaction from ensuring that my personal effects are neatly labelled and in their proper place. I’ll have you know those condoms brought me hours of pleasure.
Hah, rubbish. Surely I’m not that cruel… alright, well, maybe I do want to ridicule you just a little, Mr. Rimmer. You know, I’d have no problem with your love of order, but please, hours of pleasure? Tough talk for someone who still has the regulation amount given in their top drawer, name tags and everything. We all know that you’ve never spent any more than twelve minutes with more than one woman on this ship. Including the time it took to eat the pizza, eh?
Actually I… I just meant I enjoyed the sewing.
But now I feel thoroughly ridiculed.