#don't try to logic at me kids

[wheels-of-despair]

Draw Me Like One of Your Dwarf Girls, Eddie Pairing: Eddie Munson x You Summary: Eddie decides to work on his drawing skills, and accidentally awakens a monster in the process. Contains: Titanic references, female nudity, a brush with death. Word Count: 1.3k-ish

"Draw me like one of your dwarf girls, Eddie," you say in a sultry voice, trying your hardest not to laugh.

"What did I tell you about talking?" He pauses to give you a pointed look, since he's already told you to pipe down several times. You roll your eyes, and he returns to his drawing with a renewed vigor.

It's early 1998, and you've recently dragged your poor Eddie to a theater to see that damn Titanic movie everybody and their mother keeps raging about. All 3 hours of it. You may have neglected to mention the runtime when you bought the tickets. You owe him.

He survived, but was suddenly faced with the desire to "work on his people-sketching skills." Which of course meant it took him less than a week to convince you to strip and pose like Rose on the couch, wearing only that red guitar pick necklace he's had since high school.

You're stretched out and exposed and already bored. Two hours ago, he'd adjusted your hand a quarter of an inch this way, your knee a quarter of an inch that way, and you'd been instructed not to move.

Well, it felt like two hours, but it was really only about 30 minutes.

With nothing else to do, and being mildly disappointed that he didn't find your commentary amusing, you watch his eyes follow the pencil scratching across the paper you can't see. He's cute when he's concentrating. Tongue poking out, brow furrowed, that spark of creativity in his eye. It must be going well, because he smiles occasionally. He even giggled once. If you had to guess, you'd say it probably had something to do with a nipple. It was a little chilly.

"Just as I thought; it's a masterpiece."

"Are you done?" You'd only been in this position for an eternity.

"Oh yeah, this baby's getting framed." Ignoring you, he holds his sketch pad out to view it at an arm's length, beaming at his creation.

"Can I move now?!"

"Yeah, you can move."

You stretch your stiff limbs and get up off the couch, reaching for the flannel he'd discarded on a chair nearby, buttoning a few buttons as you pad over to where he sat admiring his work.

You place a hand on his back and look over his shoulder at the figure on his sketchbook. You're confused, but you can't take your eyes off of it. You can't think of anything to say. Until…

"What. The FUCK. Is THAT."

He looks up innocently and says, "What? I was just following instructions. You kept talking, figured I better listen."

You have no words.

You do, however, have a fucking BEARD in Eddie's drawing.

He sits there, looking up at you with a proud grin on his face, waiting for you to react.

You stare at him wordlessly, still in a state of shock.

Until he laughs at you. LAUGHS AT YOU.

Your brain begins to swirl furiously, until it flashes one word: KILL.

You clench your fists, and he begins to sense that you're not going to start laughing with him. His eyes widen, and he jumps out of his chair, vaults over the coffee table, and stands on the couch.

"I can explain," he says quickly, trying to sound calm, steps unsteady on the cushions.

You can explain too. Explain to the responding officers how one Edward James Munson met his gruesome demise.

"It's Tolkien."

You ignore him and advance slowly, like a predator stalking its prey. Eyes unblinking. Blood boiling. Steam probably coming out of your ears. He jumps off the couch as you approach the coffee table.

"It's from a book!" He's walking backward, holding out his sketch pad like a lion tamer with a chair.

His eyes bulge as he hits something solid. You've backed him into a corner. Literally.

"Tolkien! Middle-earth! The Hobbit! Nerd shit!"

Nerd shit won't save you now, Munson. You narrow your eyes and prepare to go in for the kill. He panics.

"Dwarf women have beards! It was a joke! I'm sorry! I love you!"

The "I love you" makes you pause, just as you were about to pounce and slash your prey to pieces. The hell?

"What?" you ask, giving your head a slight shake in confusion.

"Dwarf women have beards. In the books. You said to draw you like a dwarf. It was a joke. I thought you'd know what it was."

"You thought I'd know some random detail from a book I haven't read in over a decade?"

"I mean, it's a pretty memorable detail…"

You roll your eyes, heave a sigh, and pinch the bridge of your nose. Why is this not surprising?

"So you're not gonna kill me?" He's still backed into his corner. You consider it for a moment, deciding that you've played with him enough for today.

"Not tonight, Munson."

He exhales and leans his head back against the wall.

"But I WILL get you for this," you threaten, pointing a finger at him. He nods, used to this constant back-and-forth game you'd both been playing for over a decade. He knew you'd never really hurt him, just like you knew he wouldn't hurt you either. It was just a game.

You turn to walk away, and hear him whisper to the abomination he's still clutching: "Don't worry baby, you're still gettin' framed."

You whip around, eyes flashing. He gulps. You step closer, making him lean further back into the wall. He's cute when he's scared.

"Give it."

He stares at you with those big, beautiful brown eyes of his.

"Give it," you repeat, holding out a hand and waiting for him to place his sketchbook into it.

Reluctantly, he hands it to you. You maintain eye contact as your fingers find the thick cover page, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of looking at his ungodly creation again. You slam it shut and he flinches.

"What are you gonna do with it?"

Beat your nerdy ass to death with it.

Still clutching his sketch pad, you step back silently and gesture for him to walk on by with your free hand. He slowly peels himself off the wall and begins to move with an apprehensive look in your direction, and a thought occurs to you.

As he scurries past you, you smack him on the ass with his sketchbook. He whirls around with a yelp, hands clutching his cheeks. It's cardboard, you drama queen. You step closer and swing the book at his arm.

"You made me lay there for AN HOUR! While! You! Drew! That!" You punctuate each word with another smack of the sketch pad. He continues overreacting to each hit and falls to the floor with a wail when you finish yelling, clutching his imaginary wounds. You lift the book above your head with both hands, ready to finish him.

"It started out real! But I couldn't make it look like you! It wasn't pretty enough!" You graciously decide to let him continue, still holding the sketchbook in an attack position, just in case. "I tried," he explains calmly now, "but it wasn't working out, and then you said the dwarf thing, and I thought it would be funny. I'll make it up to you."

"Damn right, you will." You lower the book and release it. It lands on his chest with a light thud. He grins from his position on the floor. You step over him and make your way toward the bedroom.

"Starting now," you inform him from the hallway, not slowing or turning around. You hear him scramble to get up, knock something over, and curse before he hurries in your direction.

He's lucky he's cute.

#writings of despair #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #oh look she finally wrote a sexy story #psychhh #*cackles* #keep in mind that this is pre-lotr movies #tolkien specifics are not common knowledge #even when you live with a nerd who probably rambles nonstop #i've been trying to read those books since 2001 and have never made it more than one chapter into the hobbit #were it not for the movies i'd know nothing #don't try to logic at me kids #this started as a 2 am joke in someone's askbox #and then it snowballed... or iceberged if you will #not me having to edit a thing because i kept writing and ended up contradicting my own ew-verse

[araneitela]

Kafka has paused Vivaldi, gotten out a glass of wine, sat herself down ever so comfortably on a nearby couch, crossing her legs rather elegantly, and is ready to watch this discussion unfold.

#[ ooc. ] don't try to make it logical or edit your soul according to the fashion. rather; follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly. #[ if there was popcorn around; i have zero doubt she'd break that out too but i'm sure sw finished all of it. ] #[ me: kafka is refined. ] #[ me: she eats popcorn. ] #[ she goes to movie theaters on her own; are you kidding me; of course she'd have popcorn. ] #[ any way; this is a great discussion to watch. ]

[idealest-of-ideals]

Enemies to lovers kousano.

Thats all.

#To ME their relationship would be sooooo sskk coded #They would hate each others guts and talk shit about one another behind their backs #I saw this one art of them both beating each other up and I can't stop thinking about it #Like obviously they're not that action oriented but I think they would still pull some shitty stuff over one another #Yosano would hate kouyou bc she thinks she's a cocky prissy bastard in the same way she kinda hated on chuuya that one ep #Also the fact that she works so loyally under mori. who. we all know what. #And also kouyou abusing and manipulating kyouka in a similar way as to how mori manipulated her #Kouyou would hate yosano too. not to as much of an extent as yosano would #But. enough #It would probably be similar to akus jealousy towards atsushi #How yosano was able to grow and leave the toxic environment she was in (mori) and become a person who can love themselves and shit #And how kouyou couldn't escape the mafia as a kid #So she convinced herself into believing she didn't really deserve a normal life #But her hatred of yosano is wayyyyy more repressed #Since she's more on the logical side #And since kyouka cares for yosano too #So she wouldn't deprive kyouka of another person in her life #But as time goes on and kyouka heals and learns to accept and understand kouyou for her (undoubtedly) toxic actions #This is where the shin soukou-esque shit comes in #They obviously don't partner up and shit #Since they have basically nothing to do with each other in their respective organisations #But they try to get to know each other??????? #Idk how romantic relationships work but from here on they get all competitively flirty and lovey dovey #And yeah #Idk #These are a fuck load of tags #I should've just wrote this in the post itself #Bsd #Bungou Stray Dogs #Kousano

[incorrect-league-of-villains]

Toga: Our client tried to kill us!

Dabi: More importantly, he didn’t pay us.

Toga: How is that more important?

Dabi: I take that personally.

#incorrect lov #toga: he probably thought there were too many holes in your pockets so you'd lose the money #dabi: well you don't have pockets and kids these days spend all their money on. like. anime figurines and shit #toga: you're so out of touch dabi smh we spend all our money on drugs and pig's blood donuts #dabi: i think that last one is just you #toga: no no ive seen kurogiri eating one #dabi: you what #dabi: i mean kurogiri isnt a teenager but like. you what #dabi: how does he even eat?? #toga: i'm not sure actually he just kinda put it inside his head and i assumed he ate it #dabi: maybe it's to make up for the lack of blood in his body #toga: or maybe he's just trying to go for a new look! it could make his mist red instead of purple #toga: i should get him some red heels to match. his feet cant hurt if he doesnt have any #dabi: your logic astounds me #dabi: anyway who wants to tell tomura that we didnt get the money #toga: not it #dabi: i shouldnt have asked #himiko toga #dabi

[im2tired4usernames]

Huh do you guys remember the book tuck everlasting? How the main girl Winnie was a fat ten year old with an immortal love interest who was "17" but actually like 100 n something and the whole thing with him was he wanted her to drink the everlasting water when she turned 17 so shed be 17 forever and they could get married like that was kinda weird he would.like take her just the two of em and talk up marriage with her and she was like TEN ? They changed it in the movie and made her a skinny fifteen year old but still wow I'm surprised why so many christan parents let that romance book be allowed but like....pride n prejudice was a debate? I don't understand the logic of homeschool mother's AT ALL WHY WAS THAT BOOK ALLOWED BUT WHY WAS I SCREAMED AT FOR CHECKING OUT OLD YELLER AT THE LIBRARY BY A HOMESCHOOL MOTHER IN OUR CO-OP???

#like uh i remember reading that book when i was 11 #and uh it's a lil weird just saying #i remember being really angry they made her skinny in the movie but uh maybe I'm misremembering but i picked it up to read to my siblings #and once again had to 'lose it' because uhhhhhhhhhh what the fuck #im not sure if the author made it intentionally creepy for jessie to be pushing and preparing her for marriage and being alone with her but #uhhhhhh I didn't like him when i was a kid and i sure as fuck am like wow #I'm not sure if the author was trying to make it negative and about grooming because the homeschool moms always acted like it was romantic #they always went awwwww i wish she hadn't wasted that wayer on a frog but like #idk #once again why was that romance ok but pride n prejudice romance not ok for some homeschool moms????????????? #like we did p&p the play in lur drama troup and uhhhh a lot of familys dropped out #i loved it though i played jane it was so good and fun #also there was.like 6 moms in the homeschool co-op that just made my life H E L L #like they literally humiliated and bullied me constantly and over minor things like reading OLD YELLER????????? #like don't get me STARTED on the harry potter lotr and anything that had magic drama #giving Narnia which is like the most Christian homeschooler books got me in trouble with like four of em BECAUSE MAGOC? EVEN THOUGH ASLAN #just I do not understand the logic #like i just DON'T GET IT #like grooming is romantic but #like magic is evil? and don't you dare read that book where the dog dies you evil little bitch

[torgawl]

the arguments homophobic people make against same sex couples raising kids makes literally zero sense considering they raise no problem to single parent families. the problem really isn't that there's an absent gender, because if it was they would chase and/or blame single parents and they don't.

#i never had a father and im okay with that i grew up just fine #my only problem was having to see people push down my throat my mother's ex was a father figure to me when he wasn't #just because he payed bills lol #homophobic people really turn a blind eye to abusive relationships and abandonment who actually traumatise children but look at two people #wanting to build a family who most likely have the resources to give them a happy life and suddenly the world is ending because they are #the same gender #it has no logic other than most of those people don't know how to critically read a 2000 year old book ✌️ #i don't accept religion as an excuse because there's plenty of religious people who respect others #feeling angry about homophobia on this monday morning sorry about that #if i could push a homophobe in the face rn i would imagine caring other people are living their lives and trying to be happy 😭 #by doing normal things too 😭 #how dare you be gay (out of the norm) and try to perform normal society tasks that do not alienate you further from me? #< what they sound like #they're literally just scared that a gay person can look like them and do what they do #imagine your own sense of identity being so weak... #and by normal i mean what's expected from couples obviously not having kids is okay #it should be normalised too #anyways ignore me people have a good day if you by chance read this xd

[pda-blog]

Breakthrough - I think I finally kinda get money. It's taken a lot of hard work to figure it out, but I think the problem was that I fundamentally could not focus on money. Like it made sense, but how it motivated people just made no sense.

But I had a moment of clarity today, that my financial situation is bad(??) And I should probably make more choices that result in me obtaining money.

One problem, fuck it's hard to focus on money. Like I'm happy as can be to make a little budgeting sheet, track my spending, record my savings it's a walk in the park, I fucking love paperwork. But that's not actually Getting Me more money. Even if I write it all out, the problem is that I'm struggling to react to money.

The moment of clarity came to me, when I wrote down all of my little online stores I made over the years in a list. I have a goal of making a certain amount of money this year (I've calculated it and everything). So I made a goal for each online store: how much do I want each store to make this year so I reach my financial goal?

Guess what I wrote down? $5. $10. $50. $100.

I was fucking happy the whole time to just sell One. Thing. A. Year. And that would be a success to me! In my brain that would flip the switch that goes "Yep I made money. Don't need any more!" And I would be satisfied with those amounts and not even THINK about making more.

SO, those whole time working on these online stores, I thought I was setting up something financially stable, because it FELT stable. If I sold a few things in one day and made $10, I was like "hell yeah". But, that doesn't fit with my financial goal. But it seriously felt like it was. I know intellectually this makes no sense because it's simple math, but basically I had a freaky moment where I could tell my perspective was warped somehow. Like, until I wrote it down, I SERIOUSLY thought those stores would make enough money to reach my goal. Because it FELT like they would, everything felt fine! Nothing felt stressful or 'not enough'! I never felt the need for more, even though factually I need more!

That really, REALLY gave me some pause.

It made me realise, "Wait, I am not processing the concept of money like most people... I think"

#Pda #Pathological Demand Avoidance #If u can't tell I live with parents obviously but yeah money is a fucking mind fuck #I've ghosted a bit too many people who want to pay me #And it's like today I could tell in the back of my mind 'Hmm I think I am on the road to poverty' #But only for little glimpses and seconds #I don't think this is a spoilt kid thing. Like. I am trying really really hard to understand #But I think I don't have the same inbuilt reactions to money that most people have... it's just avoid spending and avoid earning #But I'm amazing at investing #I know because I haven't checked it and never will :) #But yeah that's why I did the online stores because I don't have to make the money myself you know #I figure... if I figure this shit out I think I'll be okay. Maybe it's one of those things where I have to trust the process #Like sometimes I follow my own schedule and I'm like “this makes no fucking sense why do I have to get ready 2 hours early” #Lo and behold tho it gets me there on time even tho I don't understand it in the moment (I struggle with processing time) #Maybe money is a bit like that for me #And maybe That's why I'm finding it so hard to even think about having a job point blank #Because it makes zero logical sense to me #Even though it makes logical sense for the situation #In that case I probably shouldn't rely on my own reactions to money in order to fuel money-making behavior #It should probably be automated... like online stores..... 😑 gaaaah

[pubby-paws]

Do people know what transracial actually means. Because I feel like if they did, they'd use it as a gotcha less often.

#for those who are unaware #transracial is when someone is adopted or otherwise raised by a separate culture than their skin might imply #a black kid raised by a Mexican family might consider themself Mexican #it makes logical sense right? it's not a wild and crazy thought? #yeah that's because it's an important issue that very rarely gets talked about #it is NOT people just declaring themselves whatever race for any reason #shout out to any real transracial people out there i know it's hard when you try to talk about your experiences and people don't listen #i was raised by a [redacted] woman who married a white man and adopted my parent #i ate a lot of the food and i learned some of the culture but i dont know the language and i dont have contact with the family #so i dont consider myself transracial #but when ive talked about this before ive had other people say theyd understand if i did #but for me to feel like a community is mine that community needs to welcome me too #and i dont belong and i know i dont so it's not mine to claim

[that-was-anticlimactic]

lol my methods prof is coming to observe me teaching tomorrow and i have hashtag terrified nervous iugyfdxfgiojhgfcfghj

#i'm trying not to think about it and to kind of like... let it all flow naturally but like... ahhhhhhhhhhhh #logically ik it's okay to mess up but brain says 'don't wanna disappoint teacher' lol #also the second period kids are prolly mad at me because most of them failed the short answer quiz their teacher gave them (i graded them) #but like idc they didn't do the reading or pay attention in class when the teacher basically gave them the answers and they didn't even #really answer the question lol like i did ask my teacher if they could revise it and turn it in again after my lessons and she said yes <3 #they're good kids fr but they don't want to put in the effort even tho this is actually some of the most relevant eng stuff they can learn #they cracked me up today - they were fun haha #ugh i'm tired #but have to idk freak out? have to... idk ijhgghiuhbhgfdszsdftyui

[batemanofficial]

i need weed. i need a medical card so bad or im gonna go out of my fuckign GOURD

#speak friend and enter #let me preface this by saying that im doing everything in my power to not let mental illness wipe its greasy hands on me #however. im insane in the membrane and i can feel myself slipping back into lunatic mode #i have to go for an mri next week and i genuinely don't know if i can do it. i am so fucking terrified you have no idea #i'll spare y'all the grisly details but i was chronically ill as a kid (and not just like sick a lot it was touch and go there for a bit) #and as a result of certain procedures i had to undergo to abate the aforementioned chronic illness #i developed ptsd that manifests as an irrational but obscenely debilitating fear of hospitals #like i can't go in a hospital without having a psychotic episode. like clinically i just can't do it #but as part of my yearly post-whatever care i have to get imaging done and this year that entails an mri and. im just scared #i spent a significant portion of my time immediately post ptsd symptom presentation believing that my doctors were trying to kill me #like for sport. like i thought there was some larger deep state esque plan in place to enact further medical barbarism upon me for giggles #and obviously you and i both know that's a delusion with no basis in reality but that doesn't mean i can stop myself from believing it. #it's like a word-of-god thing. i know logically that it's not true but there's a voice in my head screaming 'they want to flay you alive' #and i am currently between therapists and also unmedicated bc my last therapist was too focused on inner child work #to give me the prozac and weed card i really need #like that's great that you think healing my inner child will solve this but my inner child is covered in her own viscera. can we pivot mayb #but anyway for the moment im just wallowing in my own fear and im doubly scared bc im finding myself falling into rabbit holes again #like empirically the worst thing that's gonna happen as a result of this mri is that they're gonna say i have to have another surgery #and the technology has advanced to a point where its way less invasive than what ive had previously #but the constant dull roar of my thoughts about the whole deal is just. increasingly delusional nonsense #and not to be overly morbid or anything but i decided a long time ago that if i ever had to be admitted to the hospital again i would rathe #well you know. and i don't wanna die. honestly i don't. but the idea of wading through that particular brand of hell again is torture #and im not gonna kill myself. im not. ive been working on that impulse for a long time and i don't want to undo all of that work #but im scared and i dont wanna spend the rest of my life in n out of the hospital or as a substance-abusing recluse. is that so much to ask #i want to fix this. i do. i don't wanna live in a hole anymore as fantastic mr fox would say. but the horrors persist #and i often find myself increasingly unable to cope. hence why i need the weed #anyway i'll be fine. eventually. i hope. but in the meantime i do want to say i appreciate you all. i mean it #i tend to regard myself (fairly or otherwise) as difficult to get along with in real life so despite the fact that i don't talk w y'all muc #i do appreciate y'all being there and making me feel like more of a person than i feel like i am lately <3

[em-dashes]

there used to be a big tree in my neighbour's yard. in the summer it dropped caterpillars all over our car, and in the autumn it dropped needles everywhere. but in the afternoons, it gave my room shade from the sun. i didn't appreciate this until the neighbours moved and the house was rebuilt and the tree was removed. my room absorbs too much heat during the day now. in summer, it's almost unbearable. i miss the tree. i miss the shade it gave me.

but the other day, as i was talking about this to my mom, i realized i don't even remember the day they cut it down. i don't remember watching it sway and fall. i don't even really remember the demolishment of the house, or the construction of the new one. i was young when it happened, but i thought i should have been old enough to remember it. i was 10, maybe 12, i'm not sure. with how much i mourn the tree, you'd think i would remember the day i lost it. i don't.

memories are weird

#em dashes #anyway i'm pontificating on this bc writing from the perspective of a kid has made me think harder abt #how kids think and how their memory and logic and etc work #it's just weird to try to remember how i thought what i was that age #and even weirder now to think about how much i simply don't remember from that age

[hadoriel]

I wanna be a fictional character so I can have cool abilities and talents that actually help advance a plot orz

I wanna read theorycrafting posts about myself and be like WOW somebody really cares about me as an orchestrator of fate!! NICE

Can't tell if that would count as god complex, narcissism, nihilism or self esteem issues though

#personal #I have PROBLEMS lmao #it's not that I don't think I have talents it's more like... I feel like those talents are useless I guess #I want validation from others remarking on stuff that makes me unique but I also want the internal knowledge that it means something #other than just gathering dust until I can fetch a fun fact #like okay possibly weird example but it's like when I don't hesitate to act or lie when it shields me #logically I know that's just called being quick witted and manipulative #(it's fine I learned how to not reflexively do that all the time but I had issues with that as a kid) #but another level of me goes like Woah Cool Main Character Moment or likens it to a superpower #unfortunately though it rarely comes up because I'm rarely in conflict and try my best to be honest as an adult #(this is also why I really like cunning sly characters because I reach out and go like oh they're me for real - ESPECIALLY when they're nice #or uh how I had a natural talent for photography composition. like just picked up a camera and was already good apparently #I need attention or else I just feel useless I guess?? maybe? like I need constant appreciation and reminders of what I can do

[featherymainffins]

Sometimes I think I must be a weird author because everyone keeps making "haha writing the middle part of the story is so hard haha the start and the ending are so easy baba" jokes but I never know how a story will end.

I start and then I write the middle, and then a logical conclusion happens.

#idk it's just so weird to me. #like how would i know how it ends when i don't know what these characters go through. i sometimes have like 10 vague ideas #for how it could potentially end but i never know and i never write the ending before the rest #maybe it's because when i write I'm usually sorting something out through it? so logically I can't know the ending because #I don't know the answer to my problems. im trying to find that. sometimes I don't find it #my first 'book' was written when i was just 8 so obviously it sucked and it was too simple but I'm using it as an example because #back then i struggled with abusive parents and peers who sexually harassed each other and the environment was full of bullying #to the point of some kids bashing another kid's head in #and the book reflected that. i felt confused and didn't understand. it was like my father was two different people #and all the adults encouraged that line of thinking. they kept saying that my father is a good person who loves me and that #only bad people do bad things. that family is always good. i liked my friends. i had good memories of times with them. #they were also cruel children who would relentlessly harass and bully anyone who was poorer than them or uglier or smarter or #who simply didn't agree with them. everyone seemed to want me to view people as either good or bad. #i was trying to think about it in the book. and you know I arrived at the conclusion that there are no such things at all #i realised that people are just people. that unfortunately the father who was nice to me was the same one who beat my mother and #yelled slurs at us. the people who were mean to me and others and who spread lies and convinced boys to beat people up for them #were also the people who were my friends. i found that everyone was capable of everything and that it's all just socialisation #the book ended in a way that reflected this. #this is the way i write most of my longer stuff. there is a question. there is a problem. i try to find an answer to it #sometimes there isn't an answer. sometimes there is. but the course of the story will reflect it either way

[thschei]

I decided that post was long enough without a separate essay in the tags but the other day I saw a comment that was like "Lol why did Abyss murder (I can't remember if Loraine's fiance has a canonical name... I looked at the roman & elysion pdfs and didn't find one <3)

"Lol why did Abyss murder that guy to buy his daughter a present when he could've just stolen something and not died"

Because 😭 it's an entire album 😭 about what horrible lengths people will go to for the sake of the person they love 😭

Abyss murder's Loraine's fiance -> Loraine murders Abyss -> El dies cold and alone and in pain -> The Boy finds the Portrait, El comes to in hell, Abyss wanders the plains looking for El; the cycle keeps repeating. Basically all the songs serve to reinforce this pattern, but it's clearest in El no Shouzou

Also I cannot stress enough that the very first line in El no Tenbin mentions stealing

TLDR please don't cinemasins ding my favorite album I'll have no choice but to projectile vomit in your direction

#erin talks #text #SH #I usually try to ignore bad takes but like . man why aren't you asking why Baroque pushed her crush down the stairs #or why . you know I don't really think these examples are making me look good #maybe it's bc of narrative coherence and themes?? maybe #in real life people & our emotions aren't logical 100% of the time . [example that also makes me look bad] #so fictional stories don't make logical sense 100% of the time either #it doesn't make you smart to point out that revenge won't bring someone back from the dead; it just makes you pedantic and callous #marchen is about a kid who died in a well and merged with the corpse of a sailor who also died in that well & becomes #a zombie with an adult body . honestly don't even worry about abyss killing a dude it's fine

[futuresafe]

in a very strange place with my art right now where i'm actively liking it but it's been... really really really hard to get any sort of interaction with it in any space i post it.

#my posts #i'll get over myself i just don't wanna make anyone feel bad/obligated to interact with it #i don't wanna guilt trip but it does feel kinda bad to have one or two emojis in response and nothing else #i like talking about art and id like to talk about my art but it's just not interesting enough #it's so . derivative there's not really anything To talk about i guess #negative #sorry i've always felt kinda bad about my and t bc of some unpleasant experiences when i was a kid #and genuinely this is a Me thing feeling self conscious for really no reason #but being self aware doesn't negate the bad feelings #unfortunately logic and reason doesn't always win out even if i'd like it to #i feel like i try too hard to be creative it circles back around to being uncreative.

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🪰 housefly734 Follow

just a reminder that flies rubbing their hands together =/= plotting a nasty scheme

🪰 r0tt1ngm3at Follow

FINALLY SOMEONE SAID IT!! I HATE THE STEREOTYPE THAT US RUBBING OUR HANDS TOGETHER MEANS WE ARE PLANNING SOMETHING DUBIOUS!!

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

^^ Boosting! I constantly get non-flies giving me death glares whenever I wash my hands in the restroom. Like, that's what you're supposed to do after going to the bathroom! Sorry for being hygienic I guess 🙄

🪰 diptera-doll Follow

Reasons why flies might be rubbing their hands together:

It's chilly out and they're trying to warm up

They just put hand sanitizer/lotion/hand cream on

They're rolling a ball of clay together

What you should do if you see a fly rubbing their hands together:

Leave them alone! It's none of your business

Hope this helped! :)

🪰 flyhlghh Follow

people also forget that hand-rubbing is a very common stim!! neurodivergent flies constantly get stigmatized for showing any traits of their neurodivergencies in public!! please don't forget that!!

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

I dont know about you losers but i like to rub my hands together because i am planning the most heinous and villanous crimes in my head

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Wow, most obvious troll I have ever seen in my life. Get a life, dude 🙄

🪰 compoundeyehaver Follow

> claims to be a real fly

> has bee as their profile pic

dude couldn even get the right insect for their shitty troll account LMFAOOOOO

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

No i am real fly and i am plotting to land on someones pie rn and ruin it with all my real fly germs. rubbing my hands together as i do it too

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Anyone wanna bet this guy is some amphibian from 4frog typing this nonsense from their lilypad right now? Just me? Okay-

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

I am buzzing around people's ears now

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Yep, that pretty much confirms my theory. The nerve of some non-flies, I swear 🙄

🪰 batsianmimc Follow

@venus-fly-trap-hater

🪰 venus-fly-trap-hater Follow

this post is so real!! tysm babe for sending it to me 💞 ilyy

🪰 batsianmimc Follow

ILY too sugar cube 😘

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

Can you guys stop kissing on this post its ruining my evil scheme planning

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Can't believe this guy is still at it, honestly. @staff @tumblr Please take action against fake fly troll accounts such as these ones!

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

Staff cant kill me i rubbed my hands on them too hard and they dieded sorry

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

🤣🤣🤣 Oh the excuses this fake is making, LOL! I haven't been this entertained since the Bombylius major discourse last year!

🪰 compoundeyehaver Follow

why are you still arguing with the troll instead of just blocking

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Just think it's entertaining to see the lack of logic that bounces around in the brains of these non-flies sometimes 🤷‍♀️ Every response this so called "I am a real fly, trust me" user has given me has just made me crack up and flap my wings together.

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

I am gonna rub my hands and plan more evil schemes involving you next

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Heh, just try it, kid. Go on, I'll wait. 🥱

🦗 chirpingboy Follow

things are getting heated in the fly community

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

Of course a Grasshopper has the nerve to comment something insensitive on this post. Honestly, just mind your business 🙄

🦗 chirpingboy Follow

okayy

🦗 hopping-along-the-bank Follow

Hey, you can't really preach for not discriminating against flies and then discriminate against a grasshopper, dude. Not cool.

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

I think I certainty can, with my past experiences of Grasshoppers always finding the ways to say the most uneducated and baseless takes on my previous posts and discussions. Plus, after the Fly-Grasshopper War of 247 BC (in which my ancestors fought in, mind you) and the consequences that followed it, I think I am well within my rights. But go ahead, frame me as the bad guy here. 🤣

🦗 hopping-along-the-bank Follow

Yeah, you say this and conveniently ignore the socio-economic struggles that grasshoppers have been facing for the past century, many of these issues which were spearheaded by fly conservative politicians in office at the time.

So, yeah, it is rather hypocritical for you to pull out these cards when grasshoppers have also been punished and gotten the short end of the stick throughout bug history.

🪰 crane-fly-wives Follow

The implication that all flies are responsible for a few greedy politicians is quite comical, really. 🥱 Not to mention that many Grasshopper politicians in Bugland and Bugtopia have also had histories of introducing laws that have severely affected communities majorly made up of Flies. But sure, keep arguing with me about this, buddy. I got all day 🤣

🐝 iamrealflytrustme Follow

I am still rubbing my hands and planing schemes btw

🪰 flythatlovestogethigh Follow

anyone smoke bug weed in this thread

#bugs #insects #long post