#nothing ever makes sense

[miraculoususername]

People surprised that the FNaF movie didn't get the lore right but....... Have you seen the games? Have you read the books? The lore is never right but we just go with it anyway

#nothing ever makes sense #but it's fine cause it's a fun time #fnaf #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #ig #fnaf lore #it's our mess #affectionate

[givemetherapyimawritingtravesty]

8, 16, 26 for the writer asks

Hi hellow THANK YOU for the aks

Do you prefer the beginning, middle, or end of a story? Middle! I always struggle to do intros and world building, and wrapping up a story makes me sad lol. But I got boundless PLOT for the middle parts lol

How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them? Oh so many. Like a lot. More than several. Hmmm... I've been thinking a lot about the college au I've been working on that had nb reg and trans James and so much angst and pining and wolfstar and past jily and maybe some future jegulus. Ask me again when I didn't just get home from getting my wisdom teefers out and I'll find a snip to share!

Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride? Scandals probably. Or NEMS (the uni au from above) because that is my magnum opus and I shoved all my HCs in there for everyone and there just so much I want to happen there yk? It'll be wild. It is will and I only have a chapter and a half written but in said chapter and a half there's at least three bjs so like... They're all having a good time before the other shoe drops in chap 2 lmao

#snitch tag #fic writer asks #wolfstar #remus lupin #sirius black #regulus black #james potter #discord besties tag #jegulus #jily #ooh i will just ahead a few chaps and write you a snip of jily! #nems #nothing ever makes sense #marauders uni au #yes i been talking about it forever but its because i was gonna wait to post until it was all written but alas that takes much time

[t-u-i-t-c]

actually, i won't acknowledge the kr novels

#nothing ever makes sense #making things convoluted for no reason #wtf is the ghost novel #like that isn't real #that has to be an alternate timeline at least...bc wtf #umbrella.thoughts #umbrella.posts

[thedreadvampy]

Losing my shit about this article in which a transphobic Tory was so busy panicking about existing in the vicinity of a Trans that she almost certainly misheard "jeans" as "penis" and decided that not only was this a problem with the other woman, but also that the world must be informed of this pressing danger.

"a trans woman! I had to stand directly behind her....I thought, 'this is going well', I'm handling The Situation fine'..."

translated: I saw a tall woman with broad shoulders. How would I get out of this alive? I thought. she has a PENIS. PENIS PENIS PENIS. through some force of PENIS I mean will I managed to PENIS behave normally towards her. My hands were PENIS PENIS PENIS shaking as I tried to dry them. summoning up all my PENIS courage I said 'dryer's crap innit'. she turned to me and said " yeah I'm just goiPENIS PENIS PENIS"

It's been a week and I'm still shaking. This proves trans women are the problem and I'm not weird. I'm fine. It's fine. If you think about it I'm the hero hePENIS!!!!!

very this

#red said #it's just. I'm obsessed. #everyone on Twitter is saying 'never happened' and i think they're wrong #this absolutely did happen and she's been obsessing over how vindicated it made her feel enough to WRITE AN ARTICLE ABOUT IT #because she MISHEARD SOMEONE IN A CASUAL CONVERSATION #i lay out my reasoning thusly: if you were INVENTING a scary trans woman in bathroom story out of nothing. why would it be this? #why would you go with 'we had a banal conversation until she said a sentence that makes no sense and that no human has ever uttered #but which does coincidentally sounds almost exactly like a mishearing of a very NORMAL thing to say in the circumstances #then she left and nothing else occurred' #if you were going to INVENT a story you would probably make it MAKE SENSE or SOUND THREATENING #i truly believe this is a very authentically told account of what she thinks happened #because who would. by means other than mishearing. think 'I'm going to wipe my hands on my penis' makes any sense at all. #a) 'I'm going to dry my hands on my genitals' says the presumably fully clothed woman #b) who then proceeds to leave without doing anything threatening #c) WHO SAYS PENIS THREATENINGLY? sorry it's writing out 'penis' repeatedly that made this jump out to me but like. who says that? #you might hear someone talk casually about their dick or cock but i stg it's only doctors and TERFs who casually use the word penis much #it's so. clinically descriptive. it's a weird use of language. but it IS. something you could plausibly mishear from 'pants' or 'trousers'

[chaosgenasi]

I’ve had a life. I think a lot of us here have had a life. And I can count the really good days practically on two hands.

#critical role #critical role spoilers #cr spoilers #criticalroleedit #ashton greymoore #taliesin jaffe #basil.gif #cr3 #ashton #bells hells #ashton 'abandonment is the neverending theme of their existence' 'one of the reasons i allow myself to get the shit kicked #out of me is in the hope that people are actually watching' 'character who nothing good has ever happened to' #greymoore's response here just makes so much sense & others have said it but it rlly is so fucking compelling #in regards to also being like. 'main priority is fuck ludinus we Live Here.' anyway character of all time to me

[rolex-kaard]

throws these like birdseed to the crowd

#lethal company #🤕. i have nothing to say #masked #employee #kaart tag #oxygen tank bulk i hate you. keep drawing poses that don't make sense☝️ #also tragedy masked appearance ^_^ #i should redraw my first ever fanart #Oh dear is that the time. walks off into the fog

[flea-the-circus]

even if ronance isn’t endgame, i need nancy to have an arc where she chooses her friend. in my head, the only thing that makes sense is nancy choosing robin. not even in the romantic sense (although i would die of happiness if it was), just nancy remembering her choices and not making the same mistakes she made at sixteen.

having nancy go through four seasons of chasing/grieving/fighting for her best friend, only to turn her entire character into a plot device for steve or jonathan, would be the worst possible choice the duffers could make.

#nothing else will ever make sense to me #i need to see a parallel scene from s1 when barb asks nancy to leave at steve’s house #but in s5 it’s robin and nancy goes with her this time #if they waste an entire show’s worth of character development on a love triangle im suing #i have so many scenarios in my head that i want to write about now #obvi i want ronance to be canon but i will settle for nancy’s redemption arc #honestly i’ll settle for anything #as long as they have at least three scenes together im good #i’m rambling sorry #ronance #stranger things #robin buckley #nancy wheeler

[brainworms-all-night-long]

The brothers, oblivious to the horrors that await them

#sonic the hedgehog #dreamtale #haha sure would suck if something horrible and irreversable were to happen to them #also I like just now realized that Dream actually has a short sleved shirt in his pre-trauma design #oh well #i drew their clothes from memory ignore that- #idk abt the background im so bad at backrounds its not even funny anymore but I nothings ever been ruined by a good ol gradient and a tree #also please dont look at the shadows for too long or theyll stop making sense #miles tails prower #tails the fox #sonic #dreamtale and sonic tomfoolery #me does arts #actually finished doodl

[pixlokita]

I feel like ? I gotta remind people it’s ok to unfollow a blog when it upsets you in any way >> like if I ever do that sure, you can let me know if it was anything I did personally I’d appreciate it but if you just don’t enjoy something it’s ok to unfollow ;w; can’t stress enough how important it is to put your mental health first 👌

#pix habla #fnaf #✨💖 even if you don’t like frogs and I post about frogs does that make sense #i see some yall not liking some of the stuff I draw and just kinda wonder ? why you still follow lol #i won’t take it personally #even if it’s a mutual heck I’ve even told my friends to unfollow if they ever need a break from my blog =w=👌 #because It’s nothing personal >> #i used to ok so funny story xD I used to follow a friend in middle school on social media #and we were good friends but had nothing in common in what we posted about =w= #like she loved Beatles fanfics (don’t ask do not ask idk I didn’t read past the titles) #and i loved sonic :v #and like #thats aigh ? you don’t gotta ? follow a blog that doesn’t bring joy no matter if you’re close or not #i would honestly hate it if I’m making anyone upset or unhappy #so yeyeyeye I’ve said this before in other fandoms but like >>)✨✨💖 put 👏 your mental health 👏👏👏 FIRST ALWAYS👏 #Stay safe y’all ✨👌 have fun be free #we’re all just… sitting here… online 😔 ain’t nothing to it

[glitterghost]

Normalize wanting to gaze at someone because they're mesmerizing. That something about them clicks in your brain that's soothing. Or calming. Appreciative in a way that isn't an "I want to fuck you" way but a "you bring me joy" kind of way.

#asexual #this happens to me where I'll see someone and just *click* there is something about them i love #idk what it is but they're this mystery of happiness that seeps into my brain #if feels weird to explain to people bc i feel like if you do it also you understand #like i know nothing about you but i want to give you all the joy i can #i want to tell you that you've made me day for no reason than being yourself who ever that is #i wont lie bc bad omens is ALSO that for me mixed with other things of course #but its more when you see someone randomly #and get pulled into their gravity and just are trying to figure out what it is #about them #maybe this makes sense or no sense at all who knows

[unclewaynemunson]

Something’s off. Steve notices it as soon as he gets home. It’s nothing major, really, but something’s definitely off. There’s this weird silence in the hallway, instead of the usual metal that Eddie is basically blasting 24/7 whenever Steve isn’t home. There’s the absence of Olly showing his little face around the corner of the door to the kitchen upon hearing Steve coming in. There’s also the absence of some crazy scent explosion emerging from the kitchen like on a usual Tuesday evening.

Steve calls out Eddie’s name, questioning, not sure if he should be worried.

“Here!”

He releases a relieved breath and gets into the living room. Eddie is his usual messy self, wild curls hanging over one end of the couch and feet wrapped in colorful socks over the other, with Olly curled up and purring on his chest.

“Hey there,” Steve says. It isn’t until he comes closer to lean down for a kiss on Eddie’s forehead, that he notices something is most definitely very, very wrong. Eddie’s eyes are swollen and red-rimmed, salty traces covering his cheeks and used tissues scattered all over the floor next to the couch. His hands are clenching into Olly’s fur, his chest is heaving unsteadily.

Eddie looks up at Steve, blinks once, twice, to get the water out of his eyes, a fresh tear rolling down his cheek.

“What happened, love?” Steve covers Eddie’s hands with his own, creating their familiar pile of Olly-Eddie-Steve, his thumb stroking over the back of Eddie’s hand.

Eddie takes a deep, shuddering breath, squeezes his eyes shut for a second. “Wayne’s sick.”

XXX

The thing is, Wayne has always been the strong one. Always. He was the arms that caught Eddie, the hands that wiped away his tears, the lips that kissed his bruises better despite his prickly beard. And now he’s - frail. There’s simply no other word for it. And Eddie doesn’t think he’s ready to be the strong one yet. That’s not how it’s supposed to be. Of course he knows that Wayne isn’t some immortal being, that he’s lived a life of harsh physical labor and cold Indiana winters, of canned beans and breakfast cigarettes since he was only a boy... But this is different. This isn’t how it was supposed to go. And Wayne knows that, too.

“I always thought it was gonna be my lungs that’d do me in,” he tells Eddie.

Eddie never thought of his uncle as an old man. But now, sitting next to his hospital bed, both his hands clasped around Wayne’s, he sees it. He sees the lines on his forehead, the near-white shade of grey of what little hair he has left on his head, the tired look in his eyes, the age spots scattered all over his arms...

Eddie releases one of his hands to wipe over his eyes. He feels another pair of hands squeezing his shoulders from behind him, reminding him that he isn’t alone, that there’s still someone else who can be the strong one when Eddie can’t.

He takes a breath.

“Nothing’s doin’ you in, man,” he manages to choke out, strengthening his grip on Wayne’s hands. Those strong, calloused hands, that have lived through so much. The hands that caught him countless times. The hands that held him tight whenever he needed it. The hands that wiped away his tears. The hands that fixed his van. The hands that ruffled his curls. The hands that held a fishing rod like a pro. The hands that tirelessly drilled holes in walls and assembled furniture when Eddie moved out of the trailer and into the apartment he and Steve got in Indianapolis. The hands that are currently resting limply on top of white hospital sheets. Frail hands.

“Ed...”

“No, I’m serious,” Eddie says. He’s always been good at running. No way in hell he’s gonna stop that habit now. "You're gonna get better. And when you do, we'll take you back home, okay? Not to Hawkins - to your real home. You, me, Steve and the van, right? You’ll see the mountains again. We’re gonna drive all the way across them, get you back to the other side, ya hear me? It’ll be this great adventure, just the three of us. We’ll stay there for as long as we want to. And then we’ll go back to Indy, and you’ll move in with us, and we’ll take care of you. And you’ll be there when we get a real house, you’ll be there when we get our first little nugget, and every next one of them, and you’ll get to play with them and see them grow up and see us goin’ grey and gettin’ old and wrinkled and fat, and you’ll be there when Lord of the Rings gets made into a movie and when world hunger gets solved and when gay marriage becomes legal and when we get our first black president and when The Police reunites... That’s how it’s gonna go, you understand?”

There’s this look in Wayne’s eyes, this look that completely terrifies Eddie, and he can’t do a thing except for collapsing onto his uncle’s chest, breathing in his scent and crying against his shirt as Wayne’s hand tangles itself in Eddie’s curls. And it doesn’t matter - it doesn’t matter that Wayne is weak and sick and lying in a hospital bed. Because he’s still the strong one. He’s still the hands that catch Eddie when Eddie breaks down. Even now.

XXX

They should’ve known that Eddie would be right. Of course they should’ve known. No God can turn down someone as stubborn as Eddie Munson - not even a God Eddie doesn’t believe in.

Wayne missed the mountain air, the perfectly prepared corn fritters, the drool in the voices around him, the natural hospitality. It’s good to be back, to get to share his roots with his boys. But it’s not like coming home. Home is where his own parents moved him some fifty years ago, with dreams of a better future that didn’t quite hold for them. Home is a rickety trailer park that doesn’t have warm water most of the time. Home is the woods around Hawkins, the rolling hills, the chilly autumn wind. But most of all, home is the smile of the boy who took him here. It’s long dark curls and big brown eyes that are currently tearing up because Wayne is standing next to him and getting stronger by the day and very much alive. It’s the memories they share, of Wayne opening his arms to catch Eddie when he was so much smaller than now; of going fishing at Lover’s Lake in the weekends; of cigarette stubs and beer bottles and metal boxes that Wayne chose to not know the contents of; of laughter and crying and fear and comfort and a whole shared lifetime, a boy growing up and still needing to be caught again and again and again.

And Wayne still does it. He still catches his boy. His two boys, now. And he’s planning on keeping to do that for a long, long time.

#whoops i made myself cry #this might have been the angstiest thing i've ever written #but i don't think i'll ever be able to do sad endings lol #and i know nothing of american subcultures so i'm very sorry if my cultural descriptions make zero sense #i tried my best #don't mind me rambling about stranger things #wayne munson my beloved #eddie munson #steve harrington #wayne munson #stranger things #fruity ficlet

[givemetherapyimawritingtravesty]

Reg: I'm in love with the *idea* of you. I'm not in love with *you*.

James: aren't you, though? What is it you love?

R: the way your voice sounds after you come. That you wash yourself in the shower literally from head to toe, starting with your hair and always ending with your feet. That you are incapable of driving without reaching over to hold my leg every five minutes.

J: those ARE me though. Not an idea. Those things are just me. All my idiosyncrasies. Like how you act cold but turn into the clingiest barnacle in the afterglow of sex, that you keep your hair shaggy so you can run your hands through it when you're nervous, which is a lot, that you never seem to be able to name your emotions but you feel them so deeply all the same. Like right now. And I think- I think you DO know what you're feeling, you're just too afraid to admit it to yourself lest it become too real. I think you're afraid to feel anything at all because you don't think you can handle that heartbreak. But you're going to anyway if you never let anyone in. Let me in, reg, please.

R: I- I can't. I can't be like you. You feel everything so much and everyone can see that and- and i-

J: you can. You can let people see how much you care. And I know you do. Letting others see that isn't a weakness. It's a sign of strength.

R: what if I'm not strong like you.

J: you are, I know you are. Look at all the shit you've been through and that led you here. You're so strong reg, now let me see it.

**Quiet**

R: I... *Crumbles* I don't want you to leave me.

J: I won't. I won't, reg, never unless you want me to.

R: I'll never want that.

J: good, because I fear you're stuck with me now.

**Wet laugh**

#teaser tuesday #Jegulus #song inspired #made up story by andi #james potter #regulus black #regulus black deserved better #walking travesty art #yes this is just raw dialogue im going to use #nems #nothing ever makes sense #marauders uni au

[wis-art]

When I was a kid (maybe like 6-12) i was very often """misgendered""" as a girl by doctors, cashiers and general adults. Once we had a picture day at school and had photo of me sent back with girly border cause photographers thought of me as a girl lol

I guess all the signs were there I just didn't know what transgender is cause nobody told me

#my parents let me wear long hair because i just liked it that way #i had short hair for maybe like total of 3-4 years in my life #very unpleasant #always enjoyed hanging out with girls #i had this huge crush on this girl who always hanged out with all the boys #we would ride bikes together and skate #we went on like those little four wheeler bikes together a few times #fhdhd i mean nothing ever came from it we just were friends #i heard from my mytual friends that she's lesbian now #makes so much sense honestly #stories from a little rural town in poland #honestly i miss my childhood friends #some of them know im trans and theyre like wow... #so cool... #also i secretely very enjoyed the girl border on my picture #but my classmates were like looooool look at this loser #so i tried to play it tough #hehe

[treesareredinautumn]

our beloved goth is happyyy <33333

#he's a ditzy lovable pixie dream goth and it MAKES SENSE #he's happy and nothing bad will ever happen to him #im sure he's this happy and trusting for normal non-sinister reasons that have nothing to do with Gertrude or the supernatural <3 #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #fanart #gerry keay #gerry tmagp #my art

[atsukunaritai]

ワンルームエンジェル　第１・２話　　　　　 　　　one room angel - ep. 1&2

#just started watching this so i'm mad i juuust missed ep2 release on tver and now can't find a quality source for it sorry for this trash #a harada manga getting a live action... who would've ever thought. luckily i don't remember what happens in this one so it's a surprise #at least i feel like i remember this one being way less f'd up than the others so it's prob a good one to do a live action on haha #one room angel #jdrama #i'm happy i don't really remember what happens in this one but regardless it is harada so i'm guessing it won't be for everyone #but for people interested in Different stories with Different characters it's likely gonna be a refreshing one. a lot of moral greyness #this angel typing away on a smartphone and saying チン毛 like it's nothing... yeah that ep 3 reveal makes a lot of sense haha #i like how the dialogue is rly harada-esquely just Saying Shit so it's prob staying pretty close to the manga i think #honestly i just wanted to gif this mfer basically motorboating the wings hahahaa #but i don't have the ep in 1080p aaaaaaaaaaa so it looks like crap but it is what it is #mine

[ndplatypus]

Okay but can someone please explain to me why Fizz is set up to be popular by being a clown even though he’s dressed as a jester and the completion that’s a clown competition is just actually a singing competition that has nothing to do with actual clown shit????

Like Glitz and Glam were hot and their song was good but??? The whole point was it was a clown competition? And that they should be funny right? Like??? What even is this?

Like haha the joke of fuckface being sexist by saying girls aren’t funny but the competition was once again just about being sexy and singing actually so why the clown and circus motifs if you don’t actually do any circus shit?

Like it was a great performance but it had nothing to do with what the competition was suppose to be? And don’t tell me that’s the point and how the industry changed because that wasn’t what the story was trying to tell.

Like I’m just confused

#helluva boss #helluva boss critical #fizzarolli #glitz and glam #viziepop #like is it just my autism or does this writing just literally never make any sense #it’s like yes circus aesthetic but nothing to ever actually do with the circus ever