if you see this and think

So… I’ve been seeing this post going around

Pretty much if you think it’s “funny” or agree with it… you’re trash. Only bullies attack someone based on how they look.

Also y'all clearly never saw the movie bc I’m pretty sure the people who thought the hunchback was “ugly” were the villains in the story.

This isn’t just about Charlie (because when you call a character ugly who isn’t made up to look a certain way… you’re calling the actor ugly.) this is about anyone.

Plain and simple, it’s not funny to call people ugly or attack their looks, it’s gross and shows more of how ugly YOU are on the inside.

Riku: *blabbering on about some darkness crap*

Sora: Gosh you’re pretty

Every.  Single.  Time.
  • Me: Man, I can't wait to see what this fandom has to offer! I wonder what kind of stuff people have come up with!
  • Fandom: /has obscure relationships (romance, friendship, family) I never considered but are surprisingly well-balanced and intriguing
  • Me: ...Well, I'm going to be up until 3AM finding everything I can about this. Better go grab a soda.
THIS IS A TRUE STORY AND I AM SHOOKETH

so after groundhog day on sunday, I was done at the stage door and andy was still talking to the people at the very end of the line for about a half an hour, while i went to sit down on one of the steps of the theater. after he was done at the stage door, andy went back in to the theater to collect something of his, and about an hour later, me still sitting on the step, he goes to meet orfeh and a few of their friends outside and they start walking towards me to pass me on their way somewhere. so they’re walking towards me and I’m like “oh shit” and look down at my phone. I can’t help but to look up as he walks past, though, and he takes about two steps past me but then stops and turns to me, I say “I’m just moping around for a while, that’s all” and he smiles and thanks me for being awesome for coming a bunch, or whatever, I respond “no, thank you so much” then he lunges towards me and extends his right hand out to me, in what i suspected was just for a low five, so I comply, and reach out with my right hand to hit it back, a pained from the show smile on my face as we lock eyes, and at the same time slapping my hand down onto his but then he CURLS HIS FINGERS INTO MY HAND when they meet and by natural reflex I grab it back. OUR FINGERS LOCK for almost a full second, looking into each other’s eyes, and I’m utterly shocked by this. after the (too quick) second passes, he starts to let go. as he does, he also begins to turn his body while looking at me for another second and as he starts walking and turning his head away from me, I let slip out of my mouth, in what now I can only hope was a quiet enough voice for him to only catch maybe the first word, the words “I love you”, each word getting quieter, the sentence trailing off, as I realize what I’m saying while I’m saying it, and then he walks away. of course it was tempting to get up and follow him but at the same time I didn’t want a restraining order from andy karl himself and more importantly I couldn’t pull myself away from the theatre anyway. so I sit there for the next five minutes staring at my hand and repeating the motions of the low five/hand hold a few times and I just break down crying for fifteen minutes straight and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since and I almost start crying every time I do

tl;dr this is the long winded version of the story of the events leading up to the time I quietly (so he hopefully didn’t hear me) told Andy Karl that I love him. and I really meant it. I am shooketh.

I think that one of my favorite things as a kid was right after a powwow my ma and I decided to go with her then fiance to an ice cream shop with some of our regalia and leathers still on. Out of nowhere a little girl comes out, points and yells:

“LOOK MOMMY! INDIANS!”

My ma without missing a beat turned around, pointed at her and screamed, “LOOK JEFF! A WHITE GIRL!”

And I think about that moment a lot.

Ravenclaw Headcanon

Ravenclaws get over excited when they talk about things they’re passionate about. It’s they kind of excitement where people either get very annoyed by it very quickly, or become so enraptured by what Ravenclaw is saying that they forget how much time has passed.

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(Technically it’s the 15th since it’s 1:38am)

So there’s one bit near the end of the Genocide Run that hit me pretty hard, personally. And as with most things that hit me very hard emotionally, it was a random almost throwaway line that wasn’t written to be focused on that much. But whether it intentionally held the meaning I took from it or not, it doesn’t change the fact that I DID take meaning from it.

When Flowey is monologuing near the very very end of the game and explaining what he went through, he talks about how he lacks the ability to feel anything for the people around him, and how desperately, frantically, he wishes he did. He talks about how, at first, he tried to help people. He talks about how at first it seemed to help, but every time it was time to let go, to move on, he got scared and couldn’t do it. He’d panic and reset instead. And how then he’d be right back where he started. And he would try helping everyone again.

But it became hollow. Everyone always said the exact same things, and did the exact same things. And nothing changed. And nothing new ever happened.

And eventually, just out of sheer desperation for SOMETHING new, he decided to kill everyone. And how that was at first a relief, but even that grew stale and empty as he did it over and over again. Until he was left with nothing, and there was nothing to care about, either for better or worse, but he couldn’t let go either. So he was trapped in this world where nothing ever changed, and he couldn’t make himself leave.

It’s a sad story, but it’s also a bit of a gut punch because of its implications.

Maybe in time, the person playing the game, the actual human being behind the keyboard, not the pixel character they control, would find themselves in the exact same situation. Eventually, things in a game stop changing. Characters always say the same things, do the same things. And maybe in time, as boredom takes over, the player would also try a genocide game just for SOMETHING new. But eventually even that will become empty and lead to nowhere after you do it enough.

I can’t really say if that’s true or not. I can’t say it’s false either.

But It’s 2 years now. And a lot of us are still here. And more importantly a lot of us still care. Quite deeply in fact.

And maybe we won’t care forever, maybe the same thing will happen, or more likely, we’d be the ones able to let go and move on to other things and let go. Maybe there’s no escaping that.

But it’s been 2 years, and at least for now, we’re still here.

There is also the possibility I’ve considered, that since the insane success of the game was never expected or anticipated at all, that the level of love it caused in gamers was a complete and utter surprise, maybe their ability to never fall into that cycle of apathy and just how long they can keep going, caring as hard as ever, will also be a complete surprise that was never foreseen.

Or even more simply, maybe Flowey just needed to be shown, as with so many things, he was wrong about that too.

Who knows. Honestly I can’t say how things will look in time. It could either way.


But at least by year 2 we were still here.

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trying to work through an art block. as you can see, i’m pretty fixated on keith after s3, esp. that sword-throwin bit haha (i rly want to successfully execute the dynamic shot,,, so it’s practice, practice, practice for me,,,)

Kissing turians remains necessary

  • me, anytime i see a scary looking insect/bug/arthropod: i appreciate your role in the environment and i'm sure you are a beautiful example of your species but please stay 19274538382 miles away from me, thank you