#it ages people like you would not fucking believe

[moonspirit]

You are loved, by all standard definitions of the word.

You are cared for, by the people around you. They tell you you're great, they tell you they're glad you exist, they tell you you're valuable and priceless and the world is a better place because you're here. They tell you that you do things in a way others cannot, they tell you how amazing you are.

You have had an ordinary childhood. Things didn't go too wrong; you had friends, though few, but you made good memories. You grew, you played, you laughed, you cried. An ordinary childhood, like every other kid your age. Some things did hurt you, some people did leave you, but all of that was so long ago and the memories are blurry now; surely, they don't hurt you anymore.

The people around you, they love you.

And yet - you hate yourself.

Everything about yourself is awful, like a monster but not even a normal monster; a crippled, twisted, ugly monster incapable of even functioning the way it should. Everything is a task, until you cry and claw your way through it to an extent where you can see nothing but faults in it - about how you've messed it up and how much you suck. You see those stares, and in some cases, no stares, and you wonder if you're really so bad. You spend nights curled up in bed, hugging your knees, wondering why you are the way you are, why you can't just square your shoulders, hold your head proud, and live. But the shame has been so strong since that very normal childhood, that not even your friends' compliments and reassurances are any source of comfort.

You know what you're good at, but you can never bask in the pride. You know what your strengths are, but you feel too weak to show them. You know you are valuable, just a bit, but you can't see an inch of it, and you want to withdraw and crawl into your shell until your soul turns invisible.

You are subpar, too incapable, not good enough, never good enough, the world will be a better place without you, your friends will be happier without you, and there they are, waving their hands at you and calling you over with big smiles and genuine love, but they can't love you, they don't love you, why would they? There's not one good reason they should love you - or so you can't help but believe.

You are not worthless, you know this, but there's a void in your heart that won't let you believe.

Where does this ugliness in your soul come from? Why won't it leave you alone?

Why the fuck won't it leave you alone?

Perhaps this is how Armin felt before he was brought back to life by the people who loved him.

#because after he was revived everything just got worse tenfold. #i had to spit this out #not too sure if it makes sense but have it anyway #armin arlert #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot #arminarlert

[comicarc]

𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

Just a walk down memory lane. I just haven’t found many fics about Jason before he was killed, so I thought I’d write one.

wc: 1182

My first memory of Jason was when I first met him in the alley. I was strolling down the streets at night naive and oblivious to the dangers surrounding me. It was one of the few times I was carefree and ignorant of consequences. I felt so happy walking down a puddle-filled sidewalk. Homeless people left and right, the road lined with potholes and men running around mugging people. In this part of Gotham, this would be the best it gets.

It was drizzling and I was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts. It’s almost never sunny in Gotham, but I was determined that today would be different. To my surprise, the day had been cloudless, but as evening approached the clouds began rolling in. Little me, holding on to the little hope I conjured, decided not to change or even grab a jacket before heading for my stroll.

By now I had managed to walk over five blocks to an alley. I heard laughter down the way and was curious enough, against my better judgment, to follow the voice. Nearing the origin of the voice I saw a boy about my age. He looked tired and beaten up, but his voice was full of pure joy. He wore a bright red, worn out hooded jacket. His jeans were tattered and his shoes had enormous holes in them. There was a small corner next to him with stacks of blankets and used pillows. Did he live here?

I walked up to him and asked, “What’s a boy like you doing out here laughing?”

“Can’t I laugh if I want to?” He retorted as he swung his body to face me. A knife pressed against my throat.

“I guess you can.” I gulped. I was not prepared for this to happen.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. Just out of habit.”

“I guess it must be a daily occurrence if you’re used to doing this by now.”

“You wouldn’t believe how many psychos run around trying to rob a child.”

“I bet.”

“You shouldn’t be here. Not unless you want to meet people like me or want to get killed.”

“Maybe I like meeting people.”

He chuckles before nudging me to the opening of the alleyway. “Go home.”

He then proceeds to hand me his jacket seeing as I was shivering from the weather. I put it on after a few protests and he pulle the hood above my head. His touch felt rough but loving.

I was enchanted for a few minutes, staring deeply into his eyes until I replied, “Alright, but before I leave I want to know what to call my new friend.”

“Name’s Jason.”

“I’m y/n.” I said as I exited the alley and ran back home.

After that incident, I hung out with him in that alley all the time before he became Bruce Wayne’s ward. He became distant soon after he found a new family, but he still tried his best to wish me on my birthdays and congratulate me whenever I won or competed in competitions at Gotham High. I never realized it then, but his presence always lifted my spirits. Made me elated beyond comprehension. Without him, I don’t know what would have happened to me. 

My favorite memory of him occurred as he attended a prestigious school around the time he was 18. We’d been distant lately, but I visited him every now and then. This night I decided I would go to his dorm and treat him to a night of relaxation. It was 9:00 pm, so he would most definitely have been awake, but when I arrived he didn’t open the door. After an hour or two of waiting, he finally greeted me and let me into his humble abode. Distraught by the reason why I had to wait so long, I questioned his whereabouts until he finally gave in.

“I was showering”

Completely flabbergasted I replied, “What the actual fuck Jason. Who takes showers for two hours?”

“Me.”

I laughed before taking the food I had brought out of the grocery bag and laying it out on his living room table. His body was definitely drenched, but not in water, rather sweat. I knew he was lying, but why? He was always sweet to me ever since we were kids. There was no reason for him to lie to me, he knows I would help through anything and accept all his endeavors happily.

Still, I wasn’t going to get mad over nothing, so as he proceeded to leave the room to bring blankets for us, I sat down and put on our favorite movie, My Bloody Valentine . When he comes back and sits on the couch I let him lie his head on my lap as we watch. The blankets cover Jason’s entire body and my legs, making the couch a makeshift bed and my lap a pillow. Unconsciously I begin stroking his head, and only realize it by the end of the movie. By then Jason had also fallen asleep. 

It was one of the few nights he seemed at peace. We were so close, and I gained that he truly felt the world of me by trusting me. More than anything it was the night I realized that I loved Jason.

My most recent memory of him was the day he died. I was mad. No, I was absolutley furious. He never told me he was Robin. Did he not trust me? No, maybe he did it to protect me. Still, knowing would’ve been better than nothing. I had the right to know, not interfere but to at least know. Our relationship was longer than anyone else’s, and yet, he never trusted me enough to tell me something so important. Now he’s gone forever. I’ll never be able to hear his sweet words, bathe in his warmth, or even tell him that I love him. I will never have that opportunity again, all because of his damned crime fighting persona. 

Today, on his birthday, I sit on the couch, playing My Bloody Valentine , with a cake set in front of me. It reads, “Happy Birthday Jason!” with one lit candle in the dead center. I looked at the clock with puffed eyes. I had been crying the whole night, reminiscing on past memories of Jason.

Right when the clock struck twelve I heard a thud come from the balcony of my apartment. Since I was alone, I prepped myself to confront the intruder. Taking the closest weapon I could find, I begin heading to my balcony. Outside, the light breeze makes me shiver. Holding the weapon with two hands I slowly approach the shadowy figure at the corner of my balcony. As I near, I see him wearing cargo pants and a leather jacket. The figure begins walking towards me. At this point I’m scared out of my wits as he comes close. 

He pulls me into a hug before saying, “I’m sorry y/n. For everything.”

Confused and comforted at the same time, I question, “Jason?”

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #red hood x reader #red hood #dc robin #gotham #angst #cliffhanger #some fluff

[scientistservant]

I'm sorry for sending in another ask 🙈 But I need to know your opinion, as I haven't had a chance to read it. Sooooooo, why is Long Live The Pumpkin Queen, bad? Did they fuck up the doc and Sally that badly? Like are we talking about Love Never Dies level of shitty? (musical sequel to Phantom of the opera that most of us fans loathe.)

Oh boy, okay

This is gonna be long, please bare with me 😭

So the book completely changes/“fixes” Sally’s origins. She wasn’t a creation, or never even FROM Halloween Town.

She’s a special princess of dolls from “Dream Town” and has parents who are also dolls. She was kidnapped from her bedroom when she was like 12 by Finkelstein.

This is fucking bullshit.

How she even physically ages or how dolls can even conceive is never brought up or explained. Nor is how Fink even kidnapped her in the first place. The book and author just expects you to accept this new canon, which conveniently comes out like three decades after the source material.

Because the book is in first person and in Sally’s point of view we NEVER hear any perspective or proper explanation from Fink or any other character about anything.

Fink is just reduced to a one-dimensional villain who kidnapped Sally all because he apparently can’t create life or bring things back to life via science. You know… HIS FUCKING JOB.

He despises that Jack and Sally get married, despite that Fink would be ecstatic at this (Sally’s his creation and Jack one of his very old friends.)

Sally is also reduced to a one-dimensional protagonist who never questions anything and every third word from her mouth/brain is either “sad”, “ragdoll”, or “stitches/seams”.

She just believes these two doll people who she’s never met before, and doesn’t bother to leave “Dream Town” to ask the elderly scientist she’s known for her entire existence about this (not to mention everyone in the entire world including the holiday realms are dead asleep at this point at this part in the book anyway…)

Oh yeah, the book has a main villain too, surprisingly. It’s not Fink, even though the book certainly treats him like it.

It’s the fake ruler of “Dream Town”, Sandman, who’s actually kind of cool and creepy. But his reasoning for his villainy is bullshit, just like everything else in this damn book.

He’s just tired.

Yeah.

The Sandman is tired because he can’t sleep and his sand doesn’t work on him so he can’t get to sleep. You’d think a being as powerful and seemingly dangerous as this guy wouldn’t need sleep, but apparently he does. He’s cranky and needs a nap with his blanky, boo-fucking-hoo.

The ONLY thing I actually sort of enjoyed in the book was the bit where Sandman was stalking Halloween Town, putting everyone to sleep, and Sally was hiding from him. That was actually kind of suspenseful and I wish Sandman was that threatening throughout.

And does Sandman get any punishment for taking over “Dream Town” and putting everyone in an eternal sleep?

Nope. But FINK gets punished! Firstly, Jack completely believes these two random doll creatures he has never met before and that say they’re Sally’s parents. He yells at Fink, without asking his dear old friend if any of this is even true. And then Fink gets 100 years of prison and community service, which is stupid because why the fuck would Holiday realm laws, much less HALLOWEEN TOWN laws, function the same as the real world’s?

Speaking of which, apparently Halloween Town’s an actual monarchy, and the Pumpkin King isn’t just a cool title for the face/mascot/figurehead of the realm. The book even lampshades this, but doesn’t take this anywhere further aside from Sally complaining she has to wear a crown and Jack doesn’t.

This whole book is stupid and I will never accept it as canon, ever.

What sucks about this is that I fucking PREORDERED the book! I thought it was gonna be a story about how and why Sally was created, and get some backstory/lore for Fink, as well as explanation of why his relationship with his creation got so bad. Maybe a little extra plot of how Sally and Jack met.

But it didn’t. I fucking cried. This book made me cry my fucking eyes out, out of anger and betrayal because my favourite character and his creation/daughter was butchered.

After reading the whole thing I threw the book in a little library and never looked back.

I’m still working on a complete and total rewrite/fix-it-fic, it’s just gotten put on the back-burner because of other projects I’m currently working/fixated on. Apologies for that. But I promise it won’t be forgotten!

EDIT: Oh yeah, and the Holiday rulers have a meeting about climate change. Because Holidays have super importance with the weather or some shit. I’m not fucking kidding.

EDIT 2: The author is also a New York Times best-seller which is already pretty suspicious since that is basically a huge scam. The book has hundreds of 4-5 star reviews that don't even really get into the specifics of WHY it's good. They're all either extreme Jack x Sally fans (the book starts off with them getting married and Sally's main dilemma is worrying about being "a good enough queen") that like anything tnbc/Jally related OR a bunch of people were paid to give this book glowing reviews.

#the nightmare before christmas #tnbc #long live the pumpkin queen #sally finkelstein #sally skellington #dr. finkelstein

[floofyfluff]

we're in this phase III trial of this thing that is soooooooo cool and i want to talk about it sooooo bad but 1. no. 2. no one will understand me if i do. 3. no.

but its so wild to watch disease processes go from totally untreatable to like. one time novel solution. in half of a lifetime. like from "not only do we not know why this is happening or how to stop it but i can tell you that you're just going to go blind," to "well if you come in and get this done every x weeks actually you will preserve most of your vision" to "actually maybe we can just do this one procedure and the thing that robbed 25% of your family of the ability to read by age 75 will simply not be a problem for you"

#like for adult seeing people 80% of your sensory input comes from your vision so you can imagine what it's like to be 78 and lose vision #it ages people like you would not fucking believe #and it's absolutely wild to see it come back like cataract surgery is the most fun bc its like 10 min and life altering but alas #not everything is in the front of the eye #and its really amazing to see people go from rapidly aging and cognitively declining to like fully functional and active #just bc they got their vision back #a thing we could not do 20 years ago in this modality at all even a little bit like we still have og patients from THAT original study #the first one and done treatments for neurodegenerative diseases are soooooo close like they are happening i am seeing them #if your appt takes 84 yrs its bc suddenly there were millions of treatable patients and now and exponentially increasing aging/diabetic pop #if you can imagine: this is cliff-shaped curve that is rather difficult to keep up with from the provider-training perspective #so i would also like this to work so we dont have this 4 hour monthly appointment. for everyone involved which includes me who is so tired

[andthebeanstalk]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

#hlep #original #mental health #my sympathies and empathies to anyone who has to rely on this kind of hlep to get what they need. #the people in my life who most need to see this post are my family but even if they did I sincerely doubt they would internalize it #i've tried to break thru to them so many times it makes my head hurt. so i am focusing on boundaries and on finding other forms of support #and this thing i learned today helps me validate those boundaries. the example with the milk was from my therapist. #the example with the towing company was a real thing that happened with my parents a few months ago while I was age 28. 28! #a full adult age! it is so infantilizing as a disabled adult to seek assistance and support from ableist parents. #they were real mad i was mad tho. and the spoons i spent trying to explain it were only the latest in a long line of #huge family-related spoon expenditures. distance and the ability to enforce boundaries helps. haven't talked to sisters for literally the #longest period of my whole life. people really believe that if they love you and try to help you they can do no wrong. #and those people are NOT great allies to the chronically sick folks in their lives. #you can adore someone and still fuck up and hurt them so bad. will your pride refuse to accept what you've done and lash out instead? #or will you have courage and be kind? will you learn and grow? all of us have prejudices and practices we are not yet aware of. #no one is pure. but will you be kind? will you be a good friend? will you grow? i hope i grow. i hope i always make the choice to grow. #i hope with every year i age i get better and better at making people feel the opposite of how my family's ableism has made me feel #i will see them seen and hear them heard and smile at their smiles. make them feel smart and held and strong. #just like i do now but even better! i am always learning better ways to be kind so i don't see why i would stop

[civetside]

im bout to do my physical media rant baybe i keep trying to find some of my favorite cartoons n shit on DVD and SOO many of them only have like the first season and maybe the second physically and IM LIKE WHAT you went ahead and made a DVD for this series but couldn't be bothered to do like??? the rest of it??? and i ALMOST understand it ya know you wanna release the first season and see if it sells well before going and doing the rest, but also that's dumb? i don't wanna own only ONE SEASON if im going to buy a dvd for a series esp one that's already finished, i want to be sure it's THE WHOLE THING i'm not going to buy just a lil bit im going to wait for the full series to buy it so i know when im rewatching i don't have to like stop half way through and go watch the rest of it ONLINE GRRR GRRR do the full series or don't do it AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!! im about to start buying bootlegs

#civetrambling #physical media #sorry i started collecting DVDs like last year and now im a nerd about it #just lIKE WHY #cant believe kipo age of wonderbeasts got a full series release on DVD but bojack fucking horseman didn't #i mean they are for very different people of course but like in the sense that they are both popular animated netflix series #like i was waiting for infinity train to fully release on DVD to watch it since i thought that would be fun but now im just gonna have to #fucking pirate it i GUESS #witch i dont have a problem doing but i like collecting things okay #love cartoon network for actually bothering to make good dvd box sets for their popular series you go kings #i need DVD bonus features or im going to die

[derpinette]

i have a weird relationship with weight because i hated eating more than anything the moment i was ready for solids ( i hate chewing with my entire life always have & will ) which made me underweight for most of my life ( to this day ) & during late primary-middle school this made me actively suicidal because i felt like something was wrong with my sex because i just was not developing whatsoever prompting me to have a years long phase of trying to gain weight in any way i could ( #EPICFAIL by the way ) & i was already insecure but i felt seriously so unforgivably ugly after bullying not just at school but by adults of my entourage. but then i did in my late 15s which prompted the pendulum to swing in the other direction & suddenly i FREAKED OUT & thought well being skinny is pretty much all i have & know myself to be & clearly it is not going to last forever so i Better preserve it i was delusional about how skinny i thought i was actually i look stumpy & weird i have to prove myself. But now i am normal again kind of

#also i used to get beaten to finish my food nearly daily & it would take me forever to do that like literally hours with no exaggeration #just made me hate eating even more. now my technique is eating as fast as possible before i even realize how overwhelming #the sensory experience is & i can just be done with it VS the pain&dread of eating slowly -> disgust of Everything+hyperawareness #eating tightens my muscles like i hate it so fucking much catching the food putting it in my mouth CHEWING swallowing #what a damn chore #so i always liked cheese it was my “safe food” pretty much the only thing i liked #i even hated the foods autists usually like like fries & fried chicken meatballs ETC. HATED. #i was/am more of a soup & turning all my food into varieties of Slop kind of girl nothing hard for me please... #i experienced middle school during the like ♯Thick era of the world which was honestly a good thing like for The Populace #but i felt like killing myself because i felt like an unforgivable fugly genetic failure & people did not hesitate to let me know #anyway either way i would be unhappy caus if i did gain weight during puberty i would have a meltdown about all the Changes #so i feel content for the time being about only losing the fat in my face & getting age appropriate wrinkles really #trying to enjoy the privilege of thinness while i have it because it will not last forever 0_0 but that should not matter anyway... #the privilege of thinness: being way uglier than others & constantly looking like a gibbon dying of disease + no energy or strength ever #JK people are much MUCH nicer to thin people & they do things for me on account of looking physically incapable so um yay i guess #light at the end of the tunnel that is very significant in the grand scheme of things socially. ♯CountingMyBlessings #also i was raised on ♯HAES tumblr from 2014-2018 i truly believed in that & was so damn envious i was not curvy & beautiful LOL #so i never hated overweight people really i think for the most part the SJW tumblr values stuck with me #but now i know it depends on your base frame & genetics & there is no guarantee to what you choose to do (naturally) acceptance is peace #sorry for the gigantic Arse post i just needed to get that off my chest for a long time. not on here specifically just in general #oh & i am a ♯Grignoteuse but grignoter (grazing) is different from eating in my mind&body #& my insecurity was not a result of wanting to fit in really but kind of in the sense that i wanted people to stop berating me for my looks #like body wise only & also not understanding why every other girl looked like a girl blossoming into a woman #& i looked like i was transitioning to Malnourished (unsexed) Ape made worse by bein GNC.& like the need for control later on & erthang ETC

[rosicheeks]

🫶

#I’m getting hit with a massive wave of nostalgia now #I remember staying up ALL NIGHT working on changing my theme #I used to play in the html and add things #I looooved adding falling snow during the winter #I remember when having a music player at the top or somewhere on your blog was super popular #but ended up being incredibly annoying #cause half of the people put it on autoplay so when you entered someone’s blog you would get blown away by music #I remember having a whole different page for an about me #I wonder if I still have that up on mine #broooo I haven’t looked at my blog page on a laptop or anything in fucking AGES #I’m embarrassed to think what it might look like but whatever #most of us are using mobile anyway #or at least in my mind we are hahaha #so when I first started a blog I think I was in middle school??? like 12 or 13 hahahaha good times #my first url was SO CRINGE and I’m not going to say it cause I’m 😬😬😬😬😬 when I think about it #and then I slowly got more of a following and started doing smoke videos #I miss that community too :( #making smoke videos and tagging a bunch of stoner mutuals to ‘pass the bong/joint’ #and then they would make a video and tag me #awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhh #I haven’t logged into that tumblr in AGES omg #but then I decided to post content and I didn’t want to post it on my original blog in case it got flagged or anything #so I made this blog #and here we are 🥰 #but man I have SO many memories from my last blog #i made a friend in Belgium and we sent presents back and forth #I think only once but maybe twice #I still have the bracelet she sent me #can’t believe I’ve been on tumblr for most of my life lmao #but I’ve met SO many amazing people that I would have never have met

[ehlnofay]

in the midst of a little depressive episode at the moment I fear and it's causing me to Ponder... in a weird way I'm almost grateful. like this is UNBELIEVABLY better than it used to be, even as much as it sucks in the moment. I wish I could go back to find myself at twelve years old hiding out in the school toilets and tell them that as long as we stick it out for long enough then one day the outsize bad emotions will be triggered by actual definable events and they'll be a noticeable change from our baseline. I'm not ✨recovered✨ and I don't know if I ever will be - I think I might have spent too many developmental years creating terrible patterns and associations to be able to straighten it all out - but it's Better and I'm able to know that it can continue to get better, too. and that's fucking huge.

#fay gets uncomfortably personal on her video game blog. NOT SORRY. #idk it's just crazy to think about #I really struggle to tap into this space enough to remember when I'm not actively in it #but I was SO FUCKING SICK back then. I was a child. and I was so fucking ill. I didn't know how young I was and I didn't realise how #disturbing it would feel down the line #(obviously. you don't lie down on the road in the middle of the night thinking 'I can't wait to suddenly remember this moment #in several years so it can become a sticking point in my psyche') #but like. that's my brother's age that's my sister's age I work with kids that age and it's so fucking young! and I'm so young now! #and I bet in five years I'll be going 'what a small little child... crazy' all over again #but like. idk. I was SO ILL. and I don't think it's like people say they thought they'd be dead by a certain age #it was a possibility for me but not an inevitability #but I don't think that I could have foreseen being better #in such a material way. you know. like I can't imagine myself ever fully healthy #or as close as anyone can get. I've had all this shit for so long. the idea of not carrying it anymore is honestly unappealing #like what would I even do without it. who would I be. how could that possibly happen #but this shit is BELIEVABLE. it's not gone it's just better and when it crops up I can deal #and I wish I could take the me of back then by the shoulders and say THIS IS NOT FOREVER!!!!!!! #ride it out long enough and you'll learn to live with it!!!!!!!! #it's just. really fucking huge. and I am so grateful #peace and love on planet earth!!!!

[lord-squiggletits]

Onyx Prime = Shockwave time travel plot is such shitty writing I could and WILL (eventually) write multiple essays about it it's so fucking bad.

#squiggposting #for a brief preview of what i would be writing #1. time travel was done better in the same continuity by JRO #2. the plot by barber completely contradicted and undid most of the themes he was trying to build up #3. the plot introduced a lot of shit out of nowhere with no foreshadowing and had to be done via excessive exposition #4. it's just a really fucking bad logic loop that relies on a character doing things 4 THE EVULZ and not because he's like a person #can't believe ppl are actually defending it because 'oh it's silly lol' #it's not just silly it's stupid and it destroys most of the agency and drama of the rest of the story #including parts of the story that the same people who like S = onyx also praise as good writing #have higher standards for writers ffs don't accept shitty writing just because he made some points you agree with #genuinely don't understand it at all lmao #like barber made a whole story about the legacy of colonialism and how history is propagandistic and corrupt or whatever #and then introduced the big plot twist that actually it was all machinated by just one guy #hmmmm and here i thought this story was about responsibility and the way bigotry seeps into society's instutitions or something #NOPE actually the reason society is racist and imperialistic is because one guy went back in time and decided to make all of it happen #and the reason that guy wants a cybertronian empire is because he was raised during the golden age... which was brought about by the primes #...who were created by that very same guy. so like it's just an infinitely repeating circular logic error #in which this guy's motivations exist bc of the times he lived in but he literally invented the times he lived in

[skhardwarevers1]

spent two hours studying and I’m STILL thinking about Cassie

#For a lot of reasons…like it’s interesting to know that she knew (and was married to!!)the person who kinda fucked up a lot of peoples lives #And also I’m just thinking like how’d they meet #Like Koeia always has been a science girly and I love her for that. #But how’d you end up with like the most superstitious definitely believes in the supernatural paranormal girl to ever exist #(And technically she is justified in believing that since some of it IS true…but some of it isn’t or are misconceptions) #(Which once she does find out more about she thinks is really cool. She would dedicate herself to studying these things I swear) #Like Koeia you literally created Moon and you married someone who believes In horoscopes #(Nothing wrong with that really…I just think they’re kinda stupid if you whole heartedly believe and follow horoscopes and astrology) #(Like you won’t hang out with people because of their signs kinda astrology crazy) #(Cassie is very mild with it like she’s THE girl to go too for that type of stuff cuz she knows a lot but doesn’t follow it like a religion #(Like I said she doesn’t follow anything in specific she just does things) #Anyways I feel like at some point everyone who knew them was like “you’re telling me they’re getting married??? Those two???” #Cuz they’re completely different!!! Like not even beliefs and morals wise personality wise too #Idk it’s crazy to me that like. They worked out so well for so long. Like I wanna say probably around 20 years? #I don’t ever confirm exact ages of my characters ever so I’m just estimating based on an age range I think they are now #And an age range I think they were when they got married #S.K brain dumps

[somekindafairy]

god i know this is a dangerous thought game to go down but sometimes i really do just wish i realized i was trans earlier, like i really am out here feeling like a real person for the first time in my life in my 30's huh. :/

#i firmly believe that like...life is not wasted #and the experiences i had are valuable and important and taught me a lot #but like...if i had half the understanding i have now i think i easily would have realized i was trans at like 11 or 12 #and instead i repressed it so deep that i didn't even start untangling that mess till my mid twenties #didn't start t till i was 28 (years after i knew i needed it) #which isn't even that old all things considered but #sometimes i think it would be nice to have been young and dumb and not horrifically uncomfortable in my body and gender and being #i mean i was fucked up for a lot of reasons in my 20's not just being trans but that was a big thick ol' icing on the cake ya know? #and just sometimes it feels like i'm having experiences and learning things that other people had ages ago cuz i was just #so nonfunctional #idk god it's been so hard it doesn't seem like it should be this hard #i'm glad i'm alive though which is... a lot on it's own #and i got top surgery last year! i didn't post about it a lot but #i'm literally so thankful every day i could cry #idk it all feels so obvious in retrospect you know?

[mtvunplugged1996]

well folks i am sure losing the college admissions game

#not a single day goes by when i don't think about that obnoxious girl on youtube who was like #—i don't believe in manifestation BUT here's this video of me saying i would go to princeton at age eight and now i'm at princeton!— #like what planet do you people fucking live on #idk those of you who have worked hard to get in.. good for you... but it's so obnoxious nonetheless #and those people who are applying to like 20 schools just to say they got into 15 or whatever... stop <3 #anyways i hate this country and i hate this system #mine

[gnomeboops]

the weirdest part about growing up is finding out that british comedy actors are all in the same few things together and then googling an actor from a show you’re watching and they along with like five others were in your favourite childhood tv shows. its wild

#you would not believe how many people are in danger mouse (2015) #also not a childhood show but why the fuck is everyone and their dog in dhmis (2022) its insane /pos #but yeah nandor from wwdits is the voice of all the best villains from the danger mouse reboot as assessed by primary age me #but yeah theres richard ayoade kayvan novak kevin eldon (i knew that one but i never made the connection that i knew him from elsewhere as w #ell) #theres more too but icba to list them but you get the idea #also loads of puppeteers on dhmis were on shows i watched a lot as a child #its insane there are like seven people in the british television industry and they all work on the same things #like if you look up a british tv show and click on all the actors any given pair will almost certainly have one show in common at least /hj #tl;dr im going fucking insane #gnomeantics original 🌟