#lol taking me back to the brony days by force

[howemuginative]

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#metriccaboose #stream #sketch #sketches #meart #dippy #ponysona #kaybee #lol taking me back to the brony days by force

[magicalgirlagency]

I'm sorry that you had to go through tough times back then... could you please elaborate? It's okay if you don't answer this ask; no one's forcing you.

It's alright, love. I'm just a bit upset at the years of double-standards.

Like, here's the thing: Girls, specially TEENAGE girls, aren't allowed to enjoy things. If they enjoy things, then that thing is automatically considered cringy.

You know like how some 2010's TV shows and boy bands/kpop groups have large female followings? They're constantly dismissed as superficial, and are reduced to ridicule and heavily stereotyped by fujoshis and Wattpad fanfiction writers (the "my mom sold me to 1D" joke has stopped being funny like five minutes ago, okay? Plus, that's slavery/sex-trade; how fucked up do you have to be to joke about a thing that still happens nowadays?!)

Meanwhile boys are allowed to say and do the most out-of-pocket shit, and never get reprimanded for it. Case In Point: The male fans of My Little Pony, the Bronies. They get a cool fan name of their own, conventions and even a fucking documentary! What do girls get? Absolutely NOTHING!

It gets even worse if you are a neurodivergent woman. And that's where my past of self-loathing comes in...

You see, back in middle school and high school, I was the weird kid. I struggled with socialization, and I rarely hung out with other teens. And I've spent most of my time drawing and fantasizing about those cool fantasy worlds...

My main interests (other than magical girls, of course) were Sonic the Hedgehog and Pokémon (nothing much has changed, lol), and this would influence heavily on my drawings, as people would often point out that the characters I've created looked like they came out of either SonicTH or Pokémon.

As much as this was just an innocent commentary, it used to fill my heart with anxiety and dread, because of the infamous and dreadful Chris Chan, as for years, he gave autistic fans everywhere a bad name (I'll spare you all of the details, but he's in jail now).

Thanks to his rancid internet legacy, I did not only hated myself for being autistic, but also for enjoying the same game franchises; and I'd close myself to the world in fear of being bullied for loving stuff. My teen years felt like an endless nightmare to me, because I did my hardest to not succumb to the fatal ordeal of being seen and known.

But nowadays, I am finally at peace with myself. Sure, the fears and anxieties still remain, but I remember that I have people to support and help me out whenever they can, and I feel more at ease than I did before. And I have this blog not only as a coping method, but also to grow and develop as a critic and as a content creator, learning the dos and don'ts of modern storytelling (and if we're being honest here, I'm doing a better job than most professionals out there...)

Take it from someone who went through this: Double standards are HURTFUL. They can do a number on your mental health, and it'll certainly take a while to detox yourself and finally be free. Most people on the 'net are fine with being cringe from what I've seen (in and out of Tumblr), and that's a relief.

But sadly, this is a thing that still plagues today's society; I remember stumbling across a TikTok video with a guy talking about how girls shouldn't enjoy shounen because "they don't understand the complexities and struggles of the MC's journey", or some bullcrap like that.

I mean, boys don't understand the complexities and struggles of magical girls, but that certainly didn't stopped them from creating Madoka Magica and traumatize the whole entire world back in the 2010's...

And funny how men say that "girls don't understand", when majority of the content creators I have met here on Tumblr that enjoy shounen are GIRLS. Not only that, but they were also BLACK as well (there's also the issue of racism/colorism within otaku/geek communities, but that's another story for another day).

And what's even funnier is that shounen is not even that great nowadays! I mean, most of the shounen characters are either dead or miserable! And that's not complex storytelling; that's just plain torture porn and shock value!

Not to mention the whinning and moaning when something doesn't cater to them, like how "The protagonist of Turning Red is a 13yo asian girl, so therefore I am unable to relate to them, because I am a MAN".

Like, bro; that's not an excuse. I am a woman, and yet I could relate to male characters, such as Miles Morales, Midoriya "Deku" Izuku and Kageyama "Mob" Shigeo.

In all honesty, if you have to rely on things such as gender for relatability factor in a media, then you're a BAD consumer of media. It's about time that you woke up and realized that the world does not revolve around you.

I've sincerely had it up to here with this double standard crap!

I want to be free! I want to be unapologetically happy and loud! I want to enjoy things and create stuff! I want to live life, like God intended!

After years of self-hatred, I absolutely won't tolerate this sexism crap any longer. Men have spoken for far too long; now, it's time for them to SHUT UP and LISTEN.

Cringe Culture is fucking dead, red pandas murdered it in cold blood.

[friskofthesnails]

Stuff I'm interested in with Delta Rune/scattered thoughts

Is Ralsei really a prince? To me, he seemed more like a lonely kid that just declared himself prince over a dead kingdom. Maybe to get himself wedged into the prophesy, which said that a prince, a human, and monster have to save the day. Others have pointed out that Lancer fits the prince description and Ralsei looks nothing like the prince he describes when telling the prophesy.

I still haven't seen Mettaton in this game, but I heard from others that you can go to his house and he's in the ghost form (since Alphys never built the robot) so...curious...

Papyrus! I wonder why Sans referred to him only as "my brother"? I heard someone say that he might be the fedora papyrus (the scrapped idea for Papyrus that liked "My Little Bony") which...please, no. As an autistic brony myself that caricature bothered me a lot. But I'm mentioning it here because it bothered me so much it forced me to make a story around it and how Papyrus and the caricature can get redeemed in the end. I'm planning on either writing a fanfic or making it as a Scratch game.

I'm so glad Lancer is confirmed to be Not Sans. That was a huge relief. I feel like that would take away from his character; not that Sans is a bad character, just that Lancer is his own character.

Ralsei is...sort of Asriel? But not really. More like a dream of Asriel, if the world really was a dream. Confusing! Anyway, I'm not shaming anyone for shipping him with Kris but I find it weird because...isn't Ralsei their brother? Sort of? Again, not shaming, it's all fiction anyway so you can make aus and ignore canon details and whatnot. I'm just surprised it's a popular ship since he's so similar to Asriel. Not that grossed out, since he's not Asriel, but still surprised.

I'm so happy Asgore and Toriel are divorced in this canon too, and I know that sounds weird out of context but like...they remind me of my mom and first step dad who are also divorced, so I like that they kept this detail while showing that Kris gets to see both of them.

King Spades looks like he was made for the fans to make nsfw art of him. Just sayin'. The first time I saw him it reminded me of the askblog for fat Gaster dad. Anyone remember that blog? It's deleted, too bad...

Susie had the best character development. She rocks! Her heel face turn didn't feel forced, which I was worried it would. She obviously cares a lot about Lancer, imo like she's his big sister.

Anyone else catch that Lancer told Ralsei "a snackeroo from me to you" like "a kisseroo from me to you"? Lol I ship

I'm glad this story focused on the present characters instead of the backstory. I really didn't care about the fountain or Darkners origin, the info gave about them at the beginning was enough, I just cared about Susie, Kris, Lancer, and Ralsei. And the game delivered!

Tvtropes keeps saying that Suselle shippers and Krusie shippers are at a shipping war but... I haven't seen any evidence of that. Lol tv tropes can be wrong sometimes. Or I haven't been looking at the right blogs. Either way, I ship both I think they're both cute ships.

Back when Undertale first came out, I was enbyphobic. I didn't understand nonbinary as a gender, and I couldn't believe Frisk was anything other than a girl. (facepalm). So I'm nonbinary myself now, after years of thinking and questioning. Which really shows how much time has passed between the games.

#long post #delta rune spoilers

[bramp]

Celestial Bodies Are Magic and They do Magic Things Together

Ganymede von Sparklefuck sat at her space computer, thinking very deeply about the implications of eternity and the tight glove of fate the universe is enclosed within. But those sorts of thoughts overloaded little Ganymede’s thoughtrealm and she had to make an emergency shitpost on a My Little Pony forum in order to calm down. She made a rude comment on some dude’s commissioned ponysona drawing, stating that she didn’t know whether she should burn down his house or just call the Space Patrol on him. She had clearly owned that suckah. It only took a few minutes before the Original Poster, LARGEm00n, replied. He stated thus;

“I’m going to get you, space girl. You better watch your night-side.”

“Whatever, LOL!” Ganymede said out loud, amused by death threat #4096. Jupiter heard her shout and his voice boomed from downstairs.

“Get to bed, you lot! It’s Thursyear night!”

Ganymede begrudgingly complied. She couldn’t ignore her father’s girth. After checking under the bed for any black holes, Ganymede went to sleep while thinking about cute little ponies. She wished she could be one of those little ponies one day…

On Friyear morning, Ganymede was awoken by her little brother, Io. Ganymede pushed him back into orbit and went downstairs for some brekkie. She took the last of the Coco Comets™, which upset her satellite siblings and a brawl ensued. Europa teased her for liking that pony shit and that was the last straw. Ganymede took her space spoon and shoved it so far up Europa’s ice cap, she felt the impact at her opposite pole. Europa ran away, crying. Ganymede resumed her morning as though nothing had happened. She packed her stuff and spun outside to catch the space bus.

At Solar System High, Ganymede headed to her first lesson all alone. She had no friends at school, even Luna the Loony Lunatic didn’t talk to her. Her only friends were the bronies online. For this reason, she lacked motivation to study and often fell asleep during class. Sitting at her desk and trying to pay attention to the lesson in futility, she glanced across the room. To her surprise, a moon roughly her size was staring back at her. She pretended not to notice, but a few minutes later she looked around again. The other moon was still staring at her, unflinching. This moon had an atmosphere, strangely enough. This was a trait usually reserved for planets who already graduated. Perhaps he was held back a decade or two? The fact that she didn’t know really went to show how little she interacted with her peers. The lesson continued, but Ganymede started to feel uncomfortable. What did he want?

The year carried on until lunchtime. Ganymede still felt nervous and went to the edge of the Kupier Belt to eat alone. The sky was super nice looking all the way out here. The constellations were locked in a heavenly war, but they were so many parsecs away that Emperor Sol couldn’t do anything to dissuade them. Anyway, the battles were effectively a free fireworks display. Ganymede liked to insert her ponysona into her little head cannon of what was going on out there. Her ponysona was a fair, compassionate maiden and her beauty could cause entire kingdoms to rise or fall. Much unlike Ganymede herself, who saw herself as only a dirty little ice-covered rock who lived out in the sticks.

Ganymede felt a bolt of lightning strike on her crusty face when she noticed someone coming her way. She had come here to be left alone, but now someone was heading straight towards her. As they got closer, it became apparent that it was that student with the atmosphere. That guy was probably a creep, but he was also quite the looker. Ganymede decided not to run, just in case.

“Yo, I finally tracked you down, loser.”

“A-actually, Io’s my brother. He’s not here…” Ganymede responded, looking away.

“Io, wha..? No, I mean you, SparkleDreams8888. Don’t fuck with me!” The stranger shouted. Now Ganymede was scared. NOBODY online knew her real identity.

“I don’t know who that is!” Ganymede lied.

“You insulted my ponysona last night and now you need to pay!”

“I… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean it.”

“Do you know who I am now?”

“…No…” Ganymede said. She had flamed so many losers that she couldn’t remember any single victim.

“You can call me Titan.” The moon drew closer to Ganymede, his atmosphere getting dangerously close. “And I still want payment.”

“W-what do you want, exactly?” Ganymede asked, knowing exactly what Titan wanted.

“I want us to share.” Something sparkled on Titan’s surface. Maybe it was pure magic. Ganymede fell for his charm and willingly orbited with him all the way over to an Oort cloud, which was out of bounds. There, they shared a passionate kiss, and Ganymede received some of Titan’s atmosphere. Then, she allowed Titan to impact her crust. The first and second impacts were but fleeting moments of pure ecstasy, while the third impact lasted a lot longer. It was truly a magical de-flowering. Titan was so wild and unrestrained and passionate. The fourth impact never came, for Titan was finished. Both moons collapsed from exhaustion afterwards.

Unfortunately, a passing Space Patrol scout had decided to enter the Oort cloud to take a piss. He spotted the delinquent activity and called for reinforcements. Then he ordered Titan to stay put so the Space Patrol could arrest him. However, Titan had built up some magic and he blasted a ray of simply fabulous energy at the scout. The scout exploded into rainbow crystals, which showered the two lovers and they kissed again. More Space Patrol cadets interrupted the kiss by shooting their space Tasers. Ganymede seized up and couldn’t move. Titan fought against it and blasted some more magic, killing another Space Patrol cadet. The rest of the law enforcement now felt justified in using lethal force. They pulled out their space TAR21s and riddled Titan full of holes. His time was up and he knew it, so he gave the last of his magic to Ganymede.

“SparkleDreams8888, I love you!” Said Titan, his core revealed to the vacuum.

“Ganymede! My name’s Ganymede!” Her ice started to melt and run down her craters.

“I love you, Ganny!” That was the last thing Titan uttered before he scattered into Oblivion for eternity.

Ganymede roared with enough emotional pain to cook a star egg. Her first lover had disappeared all too soon. The magic that Titan donated began to manifest itself on Ganymede. She grew four pink legs and sprouted a long, silky tail. Near the tail, the number eight burned itself into her crust. Ganymede’s dream of becoming a full-blown pony was ever closer! She used the powers of friendship and love to obliterate the Space Patrol forces, sending them to the abyss with her High Impact Sexual Violence attack. Then she made a cute pose as the corpses of her enemies converted into brilliant rainbows. After the space dust settled, she returned to Solar System High and got teased for having weird appendages. Oh well.

#my little pony #space