don't try to prove

honestly, this has been on my mind for a while, but I think there are some people I need to… not distance myself from, but sometimes, often, I’m more excited about a friendship than the other person is and it just creates this weird feeling of imbalance. I don’t know if that sounds weird, but when I was a kid I was first bullied and later I had to really put an effort into making friends with people, I was rejected a lot (I assume because I was a girl, but I acted like a boy, because later when I started hanging out with boys this all got easier) and I don’t want to put myself in that situation again. this isn’t a critique of anyone, it’s alright to not be super enthusiastic about a possible friendship, and that’s probably exactly what I have to remind myself of: it’s ok if people don’t want to be ‘besties’ with me and I don’t have to try to convince them of otherwise. I’m already extremely introverted so, in short, I think what I’m saying is that I want to focus my energy on the people who are openly wanting to be good friends with me.

There’s no bigger lie perpetuated by the alt-left that Bernie Sanders is better on women’s issues than Hillary Clinton the same way he’d be better on race relations than Barack Obama.

And no, it’s not coz Clinton is a woman and Obama is black, but coz Bernie really suck in those issues and has no record or good policies to back up his patronizing lines from his stump speeches.

A Little Heart-to-Heart

So…this is something I’ve wanted to do for a little while now. This is based on @atomi-cat‘s Boneheads AU. It’s one of my favorite AUs of all time and I always get so excited when I see she’s drawn more of them. Everyone should check it out if you love skeletons.

Ironically enough, this is a follow up to her Follow Up comic :P

I’m sorry if this isn’t perfect, or it goes against the AU in any way, but this is just a little thank you to Atomi for all the fun her art and comics bring to me. Thank you Atomi, and I hope you like this :>

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INTP Problem: Just... FEELINGS

Fe Person: *Thinks INTP dislikes them*

INTP: *Doesn’t dislike them; simply prefers to keep a straight face*

INTP: *Tries to convince Fe Person that they don’t dislike them by using logic*

Fe Person: *Isn’t convinced*

INTP: *Tries to use Fe to communicate better*

INTP: *Ends up sounding fake / forced*

Fe Person: *Is beginning to think that INTP dislikes them more than they originally thought because INTP doesn’t even sound emotionally passionate about the situation*

INTP: *Is logically passionate about the situation because Fe Person should know the truth – that INTP does not, in fact, dislike them*

INTP: *Makes the situation worse by trying to make it better*

INTP:

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Whatever this is, Kate, I have to try and stop it. Otherwise I’ll never see my family again.
Will you help me? 

Ascertaining

I am exhausted and and in a mood, and there was this prompt: “Describe in detail the most boring thing imaginable.” So okay.

Ascertaining

Helena reads labels. Any tags or packaging, really: cereal boxes, toothpaste tubes, drug facts… even shampoo bottles. “Lather, rinse, repeat if desired,” Myka had heard her mumble to herself once as she beheld a bottle of Pete’s anti-dandruff shampoo.

“What are you doing?” Myka had demanded, the first time she’d heard murmurings that went something like “machine wash cold with like colors gentle cycle do not bleach warm iron if needed.”

“Ascertaining,” had been the answer.

“Ascertaining what, exactly?”

Slightly offended: “The details.”

“Of?”

“It all.”

In the kitchen, as whispers, Myka hears, “vitamin A palmitate.” And “modified wheat starch.” In the laundry room, “only non-chlorine bleach if needed.”

Myka thinks, Okay, you glorious nutbar. I can work with this. So, for the first time since her macaroni-based DNA model in sixth grade, Myka undertakes a craft project. She buys the finest-tipped Sharpie she can find; she cuts a small rectangle of glossy fabric; she measures a length of yarn.

Helena comes to bed on an ensuing night and stops cold. She asks, “What on earth is around your neck?”

“The details,” Myka says, as deadpan as she can.

“Of?”

“It all.” She can’t maintain it. “Okay, not all. Some. Maybe.”

Helena crouches beside the bed, touches the glossy tag. That is enough to make Myka’s blood speed, but Helena also concentrates as she reads, and Myka thinks she might now die. “This is… rather explicit,” Helena says.

“The details,” Myka breathes. “Tend to be.”

“Rather explicit,” Helena repeats, “and rather unlike you.”

“You don’t like it. Okay, never mind, because you don’t like it.”

“I did not say that.” Helena places her body very near Myka’s.  And then, in same low hum in which she declaims information regarding net weights and expiration dates, she begins, “Remove articles of clothing with alacrity…”

You guys! Can I be clear!

The thing about shipping, the thing about headcanons, the thing about fandom, is that we’re all projecting onto these characters and people. It’s an exercise in imagination. It’s a way to flex our creative and psychoanalytical muscles and enrich our understanding of ourselves and each other. Ok? Got it? The thing about fandom is that it is PURELY SPECULATIVE. It’s OUR SUBJECTIVE UNDERSTANDING of who these people MIGHT be. When you cross the line from subjective thought exercise to OBJECTIVE insistence that you know THE TRUTH about these people, you are taking it a bridge too far. When you break the fourth wall and throw your insistence at the people in question and don’t take their word for it when they say you’re wrong, you are taking it about ten bridges too far. 

Fandom is projection and creative exploration and collaboration. Fandom is NOT tinhatting. Tinhatting is invasive conspiracy theory garbage. And if you think you know anything about a person’s life or their relationships or identities beyond pure conjecture, I would invite you to take about 10 big steps back because that’s at best super presumptuous and at worst damaging as hell. 

is there really any reason to have thorin hold the mithril shirt the way he did? you see him hold it in front of bilbo as if it were a groom holding a wedding veil:

these films are directed and edited in painstaking detail, and everything is done on purpose. so why would the filmmakers have this scene directed this way? thorin could have just handed the shirt to bilbo so he could put it on himself. rather, what actually happened was thorin holding it in front of him, telling him to undress, and helping him put it on. bagginshield conspiracy maybe?

if you ever feel bad about your eyebrow game just remember that mads mikkelsen is hotter than the inside of a freshly baked hot pocket in the deepest lava pit of hell and his eyebrow game is weak as as fuck