internet friends but in real life

ask-whizzer-falsettos  asked:

//Ily and I hope you stay relaxed until you feel better 💖💖 don't stress yourself out and just listen to Queen to your heart's content

(( NOT TO BE GAY BUT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND LIKE YOU’RE MY BEST INTERNET FRIEND AND YOU ARE AMAZING AND AGH 💜💜💜💜💜
Not to mention I talk to you more than my real life best friends.))

spaceiceraven  asked:

succubus (:

  • Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?

I’m going to become extremely millennial here, and slightly depressive, but my answer is the internet. I genuinely cannot live without being able to get online.

I know, completely cliche and so very white girl 2017-ish of me. BUT… Without it, I’d probably be much sicker mental health wise, and so g’damn lonely. I don’t have “real life” friends; haven’t had any since I graduated high school back in 2012. All my friends at the moment are beloved individuals I’ve met online.

Besides meeting other individuals, the internet and computer, in general, has long since been a coping mechanism when I can’t find time to go to the rink. It lets me escape from pressuring reality for a while and be comforted. It gives me a ground to hold on to when everything feels like it’s being dumped into the damning sky. Being able to play games, to write, or just talk to others makes up a large chunk of my life. I’m not sure where I’d be without it. Surely not as happy. 

Gina Rodriguez tagged [Melissa Fumero and I] in this Facebook post, and was like ‘I’m so proud of these Latinas that are killing it!’  And I was like, 'Oh my god!  I guess I’ll friend Melissa.’  And we were friends on the internet before we even met in real life.

Now, I had a google alert for Brooklyn Nine-Nine because I had auditioned and then gone for a screen test, and then gone for a second screen test, and I was waiting to hear… And I had a google alert, and it came up that Melissa had been cast in the show.


And I was so happy to see a Latina on the show, but also so devastated, because I knew… I knew there was not going to be any network that would cast both of us as ensemble leads on a show.


So I cried a lot.  And I was devastated.  And I showed a couple of friends at the time and I was like *imitates crying noise*, 'I’m really happy for her but I really wanted that show.’


It was like two days later when I got the call, and I was gobsmacked.


The world is fucking changing.


And it’s such a testament to the show that they cast both of us!  And not only us, but also Terry Crews and Andre Braugher – two black men in positions of power.  It was sort of an amazing thing to see.


But yeah, now me and Melissa are real life friends.

How NOT to study

“I’m going to start studying right after I’ve ______”…you won’t.

“Oooh, I’m going to highlight my notes with 49930 different colours to help me retain information” Highlight key words!!

“Everyone else has these amazing, expensive notebooks, pens and Macbooks. Maybe I need them too to be a good student.” Hint: You don’t

“There more I manage to cover during this hour, the more I’ll learn” Remember: Quality NOT quantity

“Revision is so unnecessary. I have a good memory and I know I’m going to remember this on the test I have in 2 months”… sorry to break this to you but you probably won’t remember a lot. Go through everything you’ve covered during the last week on the weekend.

“Oh boy, I’m so tired. I think I’ll just read this chapter in bed.” Hint: You’ll fall asleep

“Okay so I need to study this and this much to get a better grade than _____“ wth nonono. Study for yourself??

“Omg, I didn’t study today. I’m such a failure” You don’t have to study every day. You shouldn’t study every day!! Have at least one day a week when you do nothing school related, your brain needs the rest!
 
“I didn’t get a ____ in the test. I must be dumb idiot and a complete failure who won’t accomplish anything in life” One grade doesn’t affect your life one bit.

“I must study law, medicine or any other STEM subject to be considered a real hardworking student” Hint: Humanities and other subjects are just as hard, okay?

“My teacher is bad and that’s why I won’t ever learn this” Take your computer, open google, google the stuff you don’t get. Was it so hard? Don’t blame your teacher for not understanding something. They’re humans and not perfect. Be ambitious and try to teach yourself with the help of your friends, the internet, youtube, library books etc.

Part of me wants to say “I can’t believe that Ethan was stalked!”, but I’m not really surprised at all. So many people look at him like he’s a piece of meat. They look at him like he’s just “Mark’s cute friend”. Fuck off with that. Ethan is a human fucking being. Say it with me: a human fucking being. He has rights and feelings and deserves the respect of the people around him, both in real life and on the internet. 

More people hitting the subscribe button shouldn’t equate to more people treating him badly. A boost in fame doesn’t equate to having less humanity. 

Ethan is a person and he should be treated as such.

Respect him and his basic human rights.

advice for people in school, taking notes

yo, since it’s that time of year, here’s my unsolicited advice on how to take notes. it’s primarily for college or high school folks but i suppose anyone who is in a positive to take notes could use this.

here’s the advice:

make your notes as CASUAL as possible. by which i mean, put them in your voice, make them funny, use memes, write out information as if you were texting it to your friend, curse!, use everyday phrases and weird internet speak, relate it to your life if possible!, fucking hashtag that shit, relate it to things you like, write out academic articles like they are just Drama happening to your friends, etc etc– do this in class and when doing the readings and when making studying guides for tests!!

even if you are taking notes on the reading and you have NO IDEA what is going on (real talk: im doing reading for my english masters right now and i have NO IDEA what this man is saying), try to get the basic gist or even if you can tell the writer feels negatively or positively towards a particular subject, WRITE THAT SHIT DOWN. 

Here are honest to god, some examples from my notes right now:

  • I have literally no idea what this man is saying– it seems to be something about God?– the difference between learning stuff just for the sake of learning and learning stuff to make order and sense and “find God” 
  • Culture is the study of perfection and goes beyond religion because we make up religion and culture is about more than us?? its possible that’s what this dude is saying. i give it a 60-40 shot.
  • DONT TRUST MACHINERY. EVERYTHING IS MACHINERY. WEALTH IS JUST MACHINERY. CULTURE MATTERS OVER MONEY/MACHINERY/RELIGION/EVERYTHINGGG. GOOO CULTURE!
  • will he ever writer a sentence shorter than 8 lines long??? #probablynot
  • I am not totally convinced by his culture= perfection argument but then again that could be the exact opposite of what he’s saying. 
  • “Another newspaper, representing, like the Nonconformist, one of the religious organisations of this country, was a short time ago giving an account of the crowd at Epsom on the Derby day, and of all the vice and hideousness which was to be seen in that crowd; and then the writer turned suddenly round upon Professor Huxley, and asked him how he proposed to cure all this vice and hideousness without religion. I confess I felt disposed to ask the asker this question: And how do you propose to cure it with such a religion as yours? How is the ideal of a life so unlovely, so unattractive, so narrow, so far removed from a true and satisfying ideal of human perfection, as is the life of your religious organisation as you yourself image it, to conquer and transform all this vice and hideousness?” 10 – I mean i do fuck with this part tho
  • He’s at Oxford. Fucking loves Oxford. On Oxford’s dick

the point is, i clearly don’t really know what’s going on, but hopefully the professor will clue me in and i’ll at least have some idea of what he said by the end of it. plus just writing your notes in a fun casual way is going to make reading back over them SO much more enjoyable and memorable! (there’s science to back this up but i gotta finish this work so no time to fact check myself now just trust me)

alright, advice over. good luck with school dudes!

[OH Also, if you write a direct quote in your notes– ALWAYS WRITE THE PAGE NUMBER. you’ll need that shit if you use it in a paper.]

Some aspects of friendship

Couldn’t list all so I might make a part 2!

We’ll laugh over our failures together: Taurus & Pisces

We’ll criticise each other till we laugh: Aquarius & Pisces

We’ll fight but we’ll also work together: Sagittarius & Cancer

We’ll always be ready when one of us wants to explore: Scorpio & Capricorn

We’ll always be together even when apart: Leo & Scorpio

We’ll talk about our fandoms together: Taurus & Capricorn

We’ll abandon each other sometimes but we’re always back: Capricorn & Pisces

We’ll share many inside jokes and prank together: Capricorn & Aquarius

We’ll tell the other when to quit when they’re pushing too hard: Taurus & Virgo

We’ll argue over petty things but we still share secrets: Scorpio & Gemini

We’ll disagree on some things but we’re willing to change that: Sagittarius & Taurus

We’ll be better than each other at some things but we never compare: Aries & Taurus

We’ll be the best of friends even though new friends may come in: Aries & Virgo

We’ll be both internet pals and real life friends: Pisces & Libra

We’ll laugh at each other when we fall but we’ll always be there to help: Libra & Gemini

We’ll hate each other sometimes but it’s never for more than 5 seconds: Gemini & Aries

OFF THE CUFF HOMESTUCK THOUGHTS #3: THE SELF PILE DOESN’T STOP FROM GETTING TALLER OR: THE PROBLEM OF DEAD MARIOS

DISCLAIMER

IMPORTANT THEORETICAL FRAMEWORK

[CHECK THE TAG FOR MORE THOUGHTS]

So, a long-ass time ago, Rose and Dave had a conversation like this:

TT: After you go, what do you think will happen to me?
TT: Will I just cease to exist?
TG: i dont know
TG: i mean your whole timeline will
TG: maybe
TT: Maybe?
TT: Is there a chance it’ll continue to exist, and I’ll just be here alone forever?
TT: I’m not sure which outcome is more unsettling.
TG: the thing with time travel is
TG: you cant overthink it
TG: just roll with it and see what happens
TG: and above all try not to do anything retarded
TT: What do you think I should do?
TG: try going to sleep
TG: our dream selves kind of operate outside the normal time continuum i think
TG: so if part of you from this timelines going to persist thats probably the way to make it happen
TT: Ok.
TG: and hey you might even be able to help your past dream self wake up sooner without all that fuss you went through
TT: I think the true purpose of this game is to see how many qualifiers we can get to precede the word “self” and still understand what we’re talking about.

This is the most important sentence in Homestuck.

I am dead serious.

Well, OK, I mean, it’s pretty important for understanding some major Homestuck themes and shit or something like that.

Also, I totally should have said: Pre-Retcon Doomed Timeline Non-Dreamself Rose but ultimately about to become Dreamself Rose who semi-merged with Pre-Retcon Alpha Timeline Rose and Doomed Timeline Dave aka Davesprite AKA future Davepetasprite^2 or as we all call them around the office, Davepeta, had that conversation.

Maybe you begin to see what I’m going to talk about here.

One of the major frustrations a lot of people had with the retcon was that the characters we ended up with at the end weren’t the ones we’d come to love and know throughout the story. Was it even worth it, to lose the characters we loved to the tyranny of Game Over? The victorious kids, with the exception of John and Roxy, were other people, with other histories, other goals, and other choices.

Allow me to submit that that may be the whole point.

SBURB is cruel. We’ve known that for a long time. It’s cruel not as Caliborn is cruel, but as the cosmos is cruel, as a supernova is cruel. It wants what it wants, and doesn’t care about how that intersects with the needs of humanity. It wants to make universes through a complex game-playing method, and drags hapless, vulnerable adolescents along for the ride. And most of the time it doesn’t even succeed, leaving its champions to rot in a doomed timeline or similar! Skaia’s victory is an amoral creation myth where individual human beings are just the carved pieces on the chessboard. (I mean, the other ones. Not the carapacians.)

Again, let’s consider the theme of VIDEO GAMES vs. REAL LIFE.

Homestuck, let’s be real, is basically some postmodern horror timey-wimey Jumanji. For a generation way more familiar with pixels than cute little tokens It’s easy for teenagers and in fact, basically everyone, to fantasize about escaping their life and slipping into some game world forever, where they get to do awesome things and be a heroic person.

Homestuck makes that literal. Congratulations, everything you ever knew is dead. You will never see it again, except your internet friends, who turn out also to be your family and other important people. I mean, from a distance, SBURB sounds like an awesome game, right? You figure out who you are and get to wear a cool costume displaying that identity. You get to make anything you want and enjoy this hyperflexible mythology tailored to YOUR CHOICES. HS fans talk all the time about how cool it would be to play a real version of SBURB. That’s a big part of the appeal of SBURB fan adventures. They put you and your friends in the story. Or your favorite characters! It sounds like a fantasy come true.

The thing is, as fantastical as it is, it’s also really fucked up, and ultimately you and your friends are being used. By a giant frog to let it have its babies. By the universe. By a smug blue cloud thing that doesn’t care about you at all.

SBURB does not care about you at all.

The funny thing, SBURB features a mythology with so many layers and nuances and seemingly human motifs about growth and self that you might search for some grand ultimate meaning behind it, but it’s not even human enough to have a personality, to be something you can argue with or fight. It just is. It’s all the cruelty and power of a god without any of the dazzling personality. It’s empty. It just wants to make universes all day long, or fail trying. It is a great, weird tadpole-making machine that eats children.

One of the big ways it doesn’t care about you is its attitude toward the self. Humans and trolls and whatnot prefer not to be relentlessly duplicated. SBURB says, oh yeah, let’s make tons of copies of the player characters and use them for a lot of different purposes.

There’s the dreamself, an essential bifurcation of identity (you are now and were always the dream moon princex) that sometimes gets merged into god tier but sometimes doesn’t. There’s doomed timeline selves, who exist ultimately to augment an Alpha timeline whose Alphaness is decided very arbitrarily and frequently by Lord English. There’s the you who exists before a scratched session and the you who exists afterward, who are two different people but started as one baby in an act of ectobaby meteor duplication, your player self and your guardian self. Dead timeline yous fill up the dreambubbles made by the horrorterrors and get endlessly confused with each other. Any one of these could be the you experience being at any given moment, and which one it is entirely arbitrary. Don’t like being Dead Nepeta #47? Tough hoofbeast leavings, kiddo.

To top it all off, in Terezi: Remember, we learn that every single time we thought someone changed from one self to another, was resurrected or something like that, it was another act of duplication. For every time someone’s died, there’s another version of them waiting in the Dream Bubbles, surprised that they’re not the main character anymore. And we have no way of knowing which is which. Even John, good old everyman John, may or may not be the person who died three or four times. It’s really impossible to say whether we’ve been following the same person throughout our story, or just the illusion of the same person, like a horrifying cosmic flipbook.

The retcon is a return to this same theme. Ultimately, there’s very little new in the changes John makes to reality except that they drive the point home.

John’s friends all died. John and his friends won the game. These things are both true at the same time, except those things may not have happened to the same people. There was a happy ending. Hooray! For, um, some folks who may or may not be the ones we care about. In fact, it’s very confusing, because from Rose’s perspective, Roxy is dead but came back to life, and from Roxy’s perspective Rose is dead but came back to life, except also she came back to life as a weird tentacle catgirl of pure id and self –indulgence. So there’s that. Um. Which Rose are we rooting for again?

Or wait: is it none of them, because the first Rose died in a doomed timeline, hundreds of panels and a number of years ago?

There’s a tension here which one experiences between saying it’s okay because it’s still the same people, and saying it’s not okay, because it’s not the same people at all. This tension is exactly what we’re meant to wrestle with. To put it another way, Homestuck asks if identity can work in aggregate. Are all Johns John, all Roses Rose, and do they all share in what they accomplish? Or are the final victors only accidents created by the whims and needs of the frog baby machine?

What I’m saying, basically, is that the retcon, in the sense that it pointed out our confused relationship with these characters, was already here.

In interviews and questions put to him over the years, Hussie constantly compares HS and SBURB to other video games, particularly Mario, which he frequently returns to as a baseline of comparison that most of his readers will know. One answer, from a recent Hiveswap interview, is particularly revelatory. To the question of “Why do you kill off all your characters?” Hussie replies:

[…]HS is supposedly a story that is also a game. In games, the characters die all the time. How many times did you let Mario fall in the pit before he saved the princess? Who weeps for these Marios. In games your characters die, but you keep trying and trying and rebooting and resetting until finally they make it. When you play a game this process is all very impersonal. Once you finally win, when all is said and done those deaths didn’t “count”, only the linear path of the final victorious version of the character is considered “real”. Mario never actually died, did he? Except the omniscient player knows better. HS seems to combine all the meaningless deaths of a trial-and-error game journey with the way death is treated dramatically in other media, where unlike our oblivious Mario, the characters are aware and afraid of the many deaths they must experience before finally winning the game.

The big man hass the answer.

Homestuck is the story of those dead Marios.

Other works, like Undertale, have engaged with this topic as well. But one of the major differences between Undertale and Homestuck is that in Undertale, between “lives,” one’s consciousness is preserved. In Homestuck, it’s discontinuous, and the value of the overall trial-error process is called into question by the fact that you, the player, may not even get to experience the victory. What meaning does victory hold if that is the case?

So, to put it in a nice thesis format:

One of the central themes of Homestuck is the challenge of reconciling an arbitrary and destructive pattern of growth and victory with the death and suffering you experienced along the way. Homestuck asks: is victory worthwhile if you’re not you anymore? And would you be able to know?

What even is the self? Is there such a thing?

If you were left feeling somewhat disconcerted by our heroes’ tidy victory and departure to their cosmic prize, or by how which Rose gets the spotlight is so deeply, deeply arbitrary, there’s a good reason for that. You’re supposed to be.

The philosophical problem of Wacky Cat Rose is insignificant next to the bullshit of SBURB.

And don’t forget—John and Roxy’s denizens helped them achieve the retcon. Ultimately, the victory they achieved was mediated by the same amoral system of SBURB, and was a victory over an enemy, Caliborn, whose power was created, perpetuated, and ended by that same system.

Okay, so here’s where it gets contentious. There’s an argument to be made, which I’m not sure how I feel about, that some of the character development that could have been in post-retcon Act 6 was left out precisely to push this feeling and play up this tension. Note that this is not the same thing as saying that they were deliberately badly written, but that they’re deliberately written to make us uneasy.That Hussie deliberately played with the balance between making these retconned characters feel familiar and making them feel eerily different to leave us feeling uneasy with the result.

I’m not sure I like that idea. It smacks a little too much of that “everything is perfect” thinking that comes sometimes from the far Metastuck camp. Some of the differences may also be the result of flawed writing. (See: Jane and Jake’s character arcs, which I might talk about later.) And I want to be able to critique those flaws. Ultimately, I think we still needed more time and development to figure out who these new people were—even if our goal was ultimately to compare them to their earlier selves. And again, more conscious acknowledgement of the problem from our heroes—especially John, the linchpin in this last and biggest act of duplication—might have helped drive this theme home.

Still, I think the Problem of Dead Marios is one of the most fundamental questions of Homestuck, maybe THE biggest question. It’s essential to understand it to understand what Hussie’s doing—or attempting to do— in the retcon and the ending.

I don’t know that Homestuck offers us a clear answer to that question. There are some confusions around the issue, too. Where do merged selves fit in, exactly? Clearly they’re a big part of the discussion, because Hussie spends some time in Act 6, especially near the end bringing the identity-merging powers of the Sprites to the forefront. (See also: the identity-merged nightmare that is Lord English.)  Can we even come up with a clear answer to what it means when a dead Mario returns to life grotesquely fused with Toad? How does he beat the game? Does he tell himself that the princess is in another castle? Or what if he merges with Peach? Are they their own princess? How do they know if they’re in the right castle?

Um. Anyway—

Interestingly, it’s not all grotesque—spritesplosions suggest that personalities that are too different don’t stay together long, so a fusion might rely on some inherent compatibility between the two players. Erisol’s self-loathing, sure, but also Fefeta’s cheerfulness. Davepeta seems to be a way of bringing out the best in their players, a way of getting Davesprite past his angst and Nepeta past her fear. Honestly, I know a lot of people don’t like Davepeta as the ending of these two characters’ arcs, but I can’t help but love it. They’re the ultimate coolkid. Cool enough to know they don’t have to be cool. Regular Dave got there, too, of course. But was his retcon assist from John ultimately any different?

Then, of course, we come to Davepeta’s speech to Jade in one of the last few updates before Collide. Davepeta suggests that there is such a thing as an ultimate self beyond the many different selves one piles up throughout the cosmos. A set of principles that describes who you are that’s larger than any individual instance of you. Your inherent Mariohood. (Maybe this is comparable to your Classpect identity, which attempts to describe who you are?) Davepeta even tells Jade, strikingly, that one might learn to see beyond the barriers between selves. Be the ur-self, in practice, rather than theory. This would be incredible news for Jade, who wrestles with the issue of different selves perhaps more than any other character. (There’s a lot to say about Jade.)

Honestly, I wish this ur-self idea had been developed more, and I honestly expected it to be. It doesn’t fully come to fruition, I feel. (Same goes for Davepeta’s character. Ohhhh, ZING!) I’m not sure it entirely makes philosophical sense, especially with fusion—I mean, doesn’t Davepeta themself disprove it? Or at least complicate it? Like, are they part of the ur-Dave or the ur-Nepeta? They seem to imply they’re BOTH? Does that even work? Does that mean that Marieach is all the Peaches and Marios at once?

(In fact, Bowser/Peach/Mario are but the three manifestations of one eternal principle. Also, Bowser/Peach are the true power couple. Read my fanfiction plz.)

And what, say, of Dirk, who ultimately ends up rejecting aspects of his other selves? It feels like there’s a lot more you could say here, and I wonder if Hussie would have said more, if he’d had time. What’s weird is, none of our victorious kids never reach an ur-self (though to their descendants, they become archetypal to some degree), which one might have expected. They’re just individual selves who happened to get lucky. Does that make them representative of the whole? It feels like something’s missing here, or like something got dropped at the last minute.

Same goes for the idea of the Ultimate Riddle. You’d be forgiven for missing it, but there’s been this riddle in the background lore of SBURB that seems to have something to do with personal agency in this overwhelming, overarching system. Karkat called it predestination, saying something like “ANY HOPE YOU HAD OF DOING THINGS OTHERWISE WAS JUST A RUSE.” But others have interpreted it more positively. My favorite interpretation, from bladekindeyewear: the answer to the Riddle is that YOU shape the timeline through your existence, personality, and choices, even when it looks like it’s all predestination. Ultimately it’s your predestination, your set of events, based deeply on your nature, that you are creating. Someone like Caliborn can use his innate personality to achieve power; someone like John might be able to use it to achieve freedom.

I definitely expected something like that to be expressed more explicitly. Like, a big ah-ha moment that helps John or Jade or whoever understand how to escape Caliborn’s system. Something like that would have been very helpful for a lot of our heroes, actually, who’ve been pushed around by Skaia and SBURB together, in finding a cathartic ending.  Once again, I wonder if something was dropped or rushed because there wasn’t time to put it all in. There’s places where you can see hints of that Answer being implied, maybe? But it’s kind of ambiguous.

You can see how the Answer to the Ultimate Riddle ties into some of Davepeta’s ideas. If your personality, the rules of your behavior are a fundamental archetype that goes beyond each individual self, then the answer to whether it matters if one self of yours makes it through to victory is an emphatic YES. You are all of those people, and by winning one round with Skaia, you’ve won the whole game, despite all the arbitrary challenges and deaths it heaps upon you along the way.

This may strike some as too positive for Skaia’s brutality, or again, some way of excusing flaws in many characters’ arcs, or unfair things that happen to them. To be fair, I don’t know that Davepeta’s necessarily meant to be taken as authoritative or the voice of Hussie. They may simply be offering a purrspective.

Hussie not choosing to come right out and engage with the Ultimate Riddle leaves the question of Dead Marios and what they mean for the victorious versions of our cast very open. I like that in some ways—let the reader decide—but I can’t help but wish we had more to work with in making that decision. Plus, it might have brought the thematic messages of Homestuck all the way home to tie them more closely to our characters and their experiences—character development being one of the things most people found most lacking in the ending.

NEXT TIME: All that wacky gnostic stuff probably

Super Long AU Compilation

Here’s a really long list of a ton of the more simple/generic AU’s I’ve seen floating around. I made this list for personal reference and figured having so many all in one place might be helpful to others, too. I tried my best to alphabetize but I can’t promise it’s entirely correct. Hope you enjoy!

#

-1920’s
-1920’s con artist
-1940’s noir
-1960’s
-3DS friends
-6 weeks to live

A

-A Walk to Remember
-Accidentally falls asleep on stranger
-Accidentally hugging stranger thinking they’re someone else
-Accidentally read their journal
-Accidentally swapped items and have to return it
-Accidentally take each other’s bags
-Action hero
-Addicts
-Adventure
-Affair
-Afterlife
-Airport
-Airport bar
-Aladdin
-Alchemists
Alice in Wonderland
-Alpha/beta/omega
-Alternate history
-Amnesia
-Ancient Egypt
-Ancient mediterraneans
-Ancient orientals
-Ancient slavs
-Android and human
-Animal
-Angel
-Antique shop
-Apocalypse
-Archaeologists
-Architect
-Around the world
-Arranged marriage
-Arthurian era
-Artist
-Assassins
-Asylum
-Author and fan

B

-Babysitter
-Back in time
-Bakery
-Band/musician
-Bank robbers
-Bar
-Barista(s)
-Battle of the bands
-Bayside
-Beach
-Beauty and the Beast
-Childhood friends reunited
-Big Brother
-Blind
-Blind date
-Boarding school
-Bonnie and Clyde
-Book club
-Bookshop
-Borrow payphone money
-Both cosplay same character at con
-Both stood up for blind dates
-Break up
-Bride Wars
-Brothel
-Bucket list
-Butler

C

-Camp counselors
-Camping
-Carnival
-Castaways
-Catfish
-Catfish uncoverer
-Celebrity
-Centaur
-Changeling
-Charmed
-Cheerleading
-Childhood companions
-Cinderella
-Circus
-Civil war (American or otherwise)
-Civilian and agent
-Clubbing
-Coffeeshop
-College
-College roommates
-Comic artist and assistant
-Conartists
-Cop/detective
-Costars in a movie
-Cowboy
-Craigslist meetup
-Crashed their car
-Crime spree
-Criminal
-Criminals on the run
-Cruel Intentions
-Cruise ship
-Cursed
-Cyber date
-Cyberpunk
-Cyborg

D

-Death race
-Demon
-Demon and angel
-Detective
-Deserted island
-Destructive relationship
-Disneyworld cosplayers
-Dinosaurs
-Disturbia
-Doctor(s)
-Doctor and patient
-Doctor Who
-Dog walker
-Domestic
-Dragon
-Dream
-Drug smugglers
-Drunk calling the wrong person
-Drunk texting a stranger
-During war

E

-Edwardian era
-Egyptologists
-Elements (earth, water, fire, air)
-Elf
-Elizabethan era
-Enchanted
-English class
-Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
-Eternal winter
-Explorers (any time period)

F

-Fair
-Fairy
-Fairytale
-Fake family
-Faking It
-Family doctor
-Famous and fan
-Farm
-FBI
-Festival
-Fight Club
-First time
-Flower Shop
-Forbidden romance
-Foreign exchange program
-Forest
-Fortune cookie
-Fortune teller and customer
-Found their dog
-Found their phone number in a library book
-Fraternity
-Freakshow
-Friends with benefits
-Fugitive
-Futuristic
-Futuristic resistance

G

-Game of life and death
-Game of Thrones
-Game show
-Gang
-Garden
-Gardening
-Gay for pay
-Genderbend
-Genderswap
-Genie
-Gets into a cab to find someone already in it
-Gets lost at airport
-Girl/guy next door
-Ghibli movie
-Ghost Adventures
-Ghosts in love
-Go to the same support group
-Gods/demigods
-Government spy
-Greek God and Roman counterpart
-Gypsy

H

-Hair stylist/makeup artist and actor/model
-Halloween
-Halloween party
-Haunted
-Haunted house
-Have to take pictures for photography project
-Heaven vs. Hell
-Help moving
-Heroes
-Hidden talents
-High class thieves
-High School
-High School reunion
-High School teachers
-Hiking
-Hipster
-Hitchhiker
-Hitman
-Hogwarts
-Homeless
-Horseback riding
-Horror
-Host/hostess and customer
-Hostage
-Hotel staff and guest
-Hotel workers
-Huge blizzard and only one hotel room left
-Hunger Games
-Hush Hush

I

-Ice cream shop
-Identity theft
-Imaginary friend becomes real
-Immortal and non-immortal
-Immortals
-In Hell
-Indentured servant
-Internet friends
-Internship
-Island

J

-Jane Austen story
-Journalists
-Jurassic Park
-Jury
-Just keep running into each other everywhere
-Juvie

K

-Kidnapping/ransom
-Kindergarten teacher
-Kiss bet
-Kissogram
-Kitsune

L

-Lab partners
-Labyrinth
-Laundromat
-Law firm
-Librarian
-Library
-Life guard
-Little mermaid/merman
-Looking for Alaska
-Lose virginity bet
-Lost
-Lost at sea
-Love triangle

M

-Mafia
-Magic
-Maid
-Mailman and person who receives a lot of mail
-Makeover
-Marriage
-Marriage contract
-Masseuse
-Masquerade
-Mechanic
-Medieval
-Med school
-Meet in diner at 2am
-Mental hospital
-Mermaid/merman/merfolk
-Met at Comicon
-Met on Tumblr
-Met through online rpg
-Military
-Military school
-Mindreader
-Mirror world
-Mistaken identity
-Missed the same flight
-Model
-Modern royalty
-Modern Tangled
-Monster hunters
-Monsters
-Mortal Instruments
-Movie rental shop
-Movie star
-Movie theater job
-Murder mystery
-Music bar
-Music conservatory
-Music teacher
-Musician and fan
-Mythology

N

-Nanny
-Neolithic/tribal
-New guy/girl
-New Orleans
-New neighbors
-Nightmare on Elm Street
Nuclear apocalypse
-Nurse(s)
-Nurse and patient
Nursing home
-Nymph

O

-Ocean
-Office
-Once Upon a Time
-One’s blind and falls in love with the other’s voice
-On of them is turned into a child
-On opposite sides of a war - POW or spying
-Orchestra player/pianist and concertgoer
-Out walking their dog who starts chasing another person’s dog

P

-Pacific Rim
-Paired together during an ice breaker
-Pandemic apocalypse
-Paralysis
-Paramedics
-Parenting
-Park
-Partners in crime (literally)
-Partners in dance class
-Past lives
-Patients in mental hospital
-Patients in same hospital ward
-Pen pals
-Personal trainer
-Peter Pan
-Pet runs away and other person finds it
-Phantom of the Opera
-Phone sex worker
-Photographer
-Photographer and model
-Pilots
-Pirate
-Pirate and mermaid
-Pixie
-Poetry class
-Pokemon
-Police
-Porn star
-Poses nude for art students
-Pretty Little Liars
-Prisoner and guard
-Prisoners/escaped prisoners
-Private detective and client
-Private investigator
-Prohibition era
-Project partners
-Prom
-Protester and police
-Prostitute/escort
-Public demonstrations
-Punk rock

Q

R

-Ranch
-Reality TV show
-Rebels against the government
-Rebellion
-Rehab
-Reincarnation
-Restaurant
-Reunited
-Rich family and servants
-Riding the same bus
-Riding the same bus multiple times
-Rivals
-Roadtrip
-Roadtrip, serial killer
-Roller derby
-Robot
-Roommates
-Royalty and servant
-Runaway royalty and confused commoner
-Runaways
-Running late for the same flight

S

-Sailor and mercreature
-Sandman
-SAW
-Scavenger hunt
-Scifi
-Scream
-Screenwriter and director
-Sculptor
-Selkie
-Serial killer
-Servant
-Sex pact
-Sex shop
-Sex shop owner
-Sex tape
-Sex worker
-Seven deadly sins
-Shakespeare play
-Share same layover
-Sharing an umbrella
-Siblings
-Siblings best friend
-Sits next to each other at an orchestra
-Sits next to each other in theater
-Sits next to each other on turbulent flight
-Sitting by same wall plug
-Skateboarder(s)
-Skipping school
-Slayer(s)
-Sleepwalker
-Sleepwalker in college dorm
-Small town
-Snowboarder(s)
-Snowball fight, hits passerby
-Snowhite and the Huntsman
-Soldiers on opposing sides
-‘Sorry about stealing your wallet last year, no I wasn’t drunk’
-Soul mates
-Soulless
-Space pirates
-Space travel
-Spartacus -gladiators or freed slaves against the Roman army
-Specialty shop
-Spectrumswap
-Spin the bottle
-Spring break
-Stage magician and audience participant
-Stardust
-Step-siblings
-Stranded
-Steampunk
-Strip club
-Stripper
-Struggling artists
-Student and teacher
-Study abroad
-Stuffed animal becomes a person
-Sucked into a video game
-Suddenly become disabled/handicap
-Suddenly caught in the rain
-Summer job
-Summer school
-Superhero
-Supernatural
-Supernatural hunters
-Superpowers
-Surfing
-Survivor

T

-Tailor and customer
-Taken hostage at bank robbery
-Tattoos and piercings
-Tattoo parlor
-Teacher and student
-Ten Inch Hero
-Terminal illness
-The Breakfast Club
-The Labyrinth
-The one that got away
-The Princess Diaries
-The Vow
-Theme park
-Theme park mascots
-Theme park workers
-Theater
-Therapist and patient
-Therapist and patient in mental institution
-Thieves on the run
-Time traveler
-Titanic
-Tourist
-Train ride
-Translator
-Trapped in an elevator
-Trapped on a deserted island together
-Treasure hunting
-Triplets
-Tutor and student
-TV host
-Twins

U

-Undercover lovers
-Undercover stripper
-Underwear model
-Underworld -vampires vs lycans
-Use someone’s charger
-Use someone’s hotspot

V

-Vacation
-Vampire
-Veronica Mars
-Vikings
-Violinist(s)
-Virtual world

W

-Waiter(s)
-Wake up together in Vegas
-Wedding
-Werecat
-Werewolves
-What Happens in Vegas
-White House
-Wild West
-Witch trials
-Wizard AU where one accidentally apparates into the wrong house
-World War II
-Writer and editor
-Wrong bag

X

-X-factor

Y

-Yoga class
-Younger siblings are best friends

Z

-Zombie apocalypse

Shout out to anyone like me with literally no actual friends to hang out with and go places, people with no crazy stories about how their weekend went, people who can’t relate to “squad” / “gang” jokes cause they never had a squad or a gang to chill with…people who only have themselves, people who’ve been alone from the jump, people who’ve been outcasted by society, people who have more internet friends than real life friends… at the end of the day we all have each-other and I can relate!

genocideroute  asked:

I hope you had a wonderful time! How was it meeting nyx and cami?? :)

It was awesome! 
I had a little cold the last days in Chile but it wasn’t an excuse to having fun :D

Husbando Nyx gave me so much love, and I laughed a lot with Cami during our stream. 

When you met someone in real life, you can understand that everyone are human beings living a normal life besides their work. Internet is a huge veil that sometimes can hide a lot of good things about us.

It was a great experience meeting other artists since I have no friends near to share our stuff and having a good time everyday.

Friends. They are like ice cream, there’s many different types, but all are absolutely amazing, and they all make you feel good inside. How many times have I wished for an angel, waiting to see it appear, but instead I find myself getting a message on Tumblr:

“Hi! How’s it going? You don’t seem to have posted anything in a while, is everything going good? Hope you’re well!”

We share too many words because stolen glances and hidden smiles weren’t in our fate. You ask how I’m doing because you can’t see it in my eyes but you can hear my heart through these silent screams that are a secret between you, me, and the pages that bind us. You are the friend that knows about the deepest parts of my soul yet you haven’t seen the way my face curves when I laugh at a joke that everyone stopped laughing at minutes ago. You love me and you trust me, and you understand the strength it takes to give away a part of yourself to hundreds of strangers, while you’re sitting behind the computer screen at 2 am with masterpieces ringing through the church that is your mind. We are friends that have grazed each other’s soul without ever needing to speak because friendship doesn’t need a face, just a mind that is willing to learn mine and a heart waiting for home.

But there’s also the friend who doesn’t need any words because stolen glances and hidden smiles were in our fate. The one who can see the rhythm of my speech and combine it with theirs. They say that if you hang out with someone long enough, you start picking up little things, like the way they say hello, with a slightly chirpy ring, or how they tap their nails on the window when it’s raining, and you start to add those things to you. I guess that’s what happened with us. Sometimes the reassurance of a person just sitting there with you when you need, is all you need. This friend will pass me the tissue when I’m crying and then threaten to beat up the person who made me feel that way. We knit memories together into a sweater so we would stay warm when life gets a little cold. That’s the other kind of friend. One has held my hand first while the other has held my mind. I can’t compare both of you. Sometimes one of you is the sun and the other, the moon, but then you somehow switch roles and even that looks good on you. Like I said before; friends. They are like ice cream, there’s many different types, but all are absolutely amazing.
—  Friends

You know how your parents always warn you that your internet friend “may not be who they say they are”? Well, they’re true; every friend I’ve made online is always the best, the cutest, the most good person, and they always say they’re not. Your parents always tell you how dangerous they are, and they’re right; just the sight of one of their selfies has your heart beating, your chest aching,and it hurts not being with them in real life. Your parents say they’re nothing but trouble, and they’re right; it’s always troublesome when you want to hug someone hundreds and thousands of miles away. . 

Your parents were right about your online friends; just, not in the way you thought. 

Originally posted by dork-iplier

Requested by  welppotato <3
So, the request was to do a one-shot series type of deal so… Look forward to an unhealthy amount of Sean related stuff (smut included!)

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MASTERLIST.

He was blindly scrolling through twitter, re-tweeting a post here and there before sighing.In a few days he was to leave for a Youtuber convention – and no, it wasn’t because he wasn’t excited to see his friends, he was just tired. Checking a few things online, his eyes roamed back to twitter a confused brow raised at the number one trending topic - #markipliercantdance and #allhailthedancingqueen took the second place.

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Modern AUs I Want to Happen
  • I need new glasses and you’re the optometrist running my vision tests, but your good looks are really freaking distracting
  • You’re allergic to cats but my cat really likes you my bad
  • I adopted a kid and you help me take care of them all the time since we’re neighbors, but you came over and got so involved in the kid’s life so much they think that we’re both their parents instead of just me
  • I got caught in the rain without an umbrella and an attractive stranger is sharing theirs with me
  • We’re playing Monopoly in the local library and the game just got serious, I think the librarians are about to kick us out
  • I have a crush on my younger sibling’s tutor, but I don’t know how to work myself into the scene without making everything incredibly awkward for me
  • You caught me having a Barbie movie marathon and now I’m trying to keep you from telling anyone about this!
  • My pet ran away, I got fired from my job, it started raining out of nowhere and I fell in the mud, and you’re just a random stranger at my bus stop but I really need someone to talk to
  • Alternatively, I’ve always wanted to tell a stranger my life story and I’m choosing you
  • It’s Spirit Week at school and I’m determined to out spirit you for once
  • We got put in the same group for the senior trip
  • This is a big ass mall and I just got lost, please help me
  • My rival and I are determined for us and our respective partners to be the ultimate power couple, but you and the other person in our rival couple really don’t care
  • You keep coming in to get your laptop fixed but I’m pretty sure your breaking it on purpose but you’re cute so I’ll let it slide
  • You’re my apathetic (onesided) rival at work and this month I’m determined to get Employee of the Month, which you always get without even trying
  • I met you at a convention and you’re cosplaying Person B to my OTP and I’m cosplaying Person A
  • We’re internet friends and we’re meeting up in real life today and I’m super paranoid because what if you’re a deranged killer and– omg you’re perfect
  • You got me addicted to playing Love Live and I’m ruining my life
  • I’m an artist who was at shit creek until I met you, so please be my muse, no, I’m not asking you out
  • I just showed you all the Shrek is Love, Shrek is Life videos and I think I just scarred you for life
  • I just crashed this wedding and one of the guests just asked me to dance and I’m pretty sure that they know I’m not a guest from either the bride or groom(brides, grooms) fml
  • Dude check it out this pair of jeans fits us! Shut up, they aren’t sweatpants they’re jeans
  • I’m donating blood today and I’m afraid of needles
  • We’ve been hooking up for the past few weeks and holy shit it turned out you’re my fifth grader’s teacher oh god this embarrassing!
  • Pack up man; we’re going on a road trip
  • Let’s get tattoos together
  • Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but can you go on the bungee jumping thing with me? Cuz I’m too scared to go by myself
  • I’ve never had a proper conversation with you, but I always see you at this cafe folding paper cranes and I you’re really peaking my interest
  • I’m forcing you to watch my favorite show and you’re more into it than I am now
  • We’re having our first argument as a married couple: do we explore this island, or do we stay in bed all day
and when you start to feel the rush

Summary: dan’s never had sex with a boy and he wonders what it’s like.  phil says that he can show him. (literally just 2009 first time porn with minimal plot)

Word Count: 5.9k

Warnings: smut (blowjob, butt sex ya know the whole deal), swearing

A/N: i literally haven’t written in almost two months but for some reason i felt possessed to write practically 6k words of porn in two days so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who even knows at this point tbh (title from Heaven in Hiding by Halsey)

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Dan had never really been so sure about liking boys.  Sure, he had identified as bisexual for a few years now and he liked the way that felt.  It certainly seemed like a label that fit when he thought about all the cute boys he saw in movies and a couple that he had brief crushes on over the years.  But more often than not it seemed like the other boys his age were too brash and loud.  And yeah, most of the time he was like that, because after all, he was young too.  They were all just trying to figure things out and they would probably calm down with age.  

Nevertheless, this made Dan feel like he would never actually like a boy enough to want to date one.  He wanted someone that he could have an emotional connection with too, not just something physical like all the boys he met at parties seemed to want.

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Why You Can't Just Get Over Depression

If you have ever said to a depressed person “just try to be happy” or “get over it” “It’s just life” then you should read this.

Put yourself in this situation:

Say you are in a room, and you cannot leave, people can come in and out, but you cannot leave. There’s a window, 1 window, and the sun is setting. Obviously it’s about to get dark so you turn the light on.

99% of the time the light will turn on when you flick the switch or pull the chain.

Let’s say the light didn’t turn on this time. 99% of the time, it’s because the light bulb has blown. So you’ll get a new light bulb and tada the light is back on.

But let’s say it’s more complex than that. The light bulb hasn’t blown, the actual light fixture has broken. This is something more complex, you need tools, skills and experience to fix this problem.

Don’t forget, you are in the dark now.

So you get a torch. But the torch only lasts so long, and is therefore only a temporary fix to the problem. If you can’t fix the problem before the torch runs out, you’ll need another torch. And what if you had dismantled the light fixture, but hadn’t yet fixed it, and then the torch runs out. Now its more broken then before, you’re still in the dark, your torch has run out, you need to find a new torch, but you can’t see anything because it’s dark and now you are stressing out.

Maybe at this point you snap, or you yell for help.

You are still in the dark.

So you turn to your phone, the Internet is a fun place to reside and forget about your real life problems. Maybe you could ring for help while you’re there.

They tell you the light fixture is going to need looking at by an expert to fix. So the expert comes round and they say they need to break down the walls to fiddle with the internal electrics.

It becomes broken further.

You are still in the dark.

You try to make friends, but the more stressed out you get the more you snap, and the more friends leave you. The only friends you have left are those with torches.

And what if their torches run out? They give up on you. Now you have no friends (or at least none that you can see), you are still in the dark, your walls are being smashed into, you light fixture is needing so much work it’s almost as if it isn’t worth it anymore.

And eventually the walls might be fixed, and the light might work again. But you’ve changed now. The walls are not the same walls, they are a man made sense of security that don’t belong to you. You still can’t leave your room, but the walls holding you in aren’t yours anymore. And the light fixture, it is now more fragile than it was before, and everytime a light bulb blows you are going to panic, because you remember what happened before, so you are slower to change that light bulb and you still feel like everything is just a temporary fix.

You are still trapped in this room, and it is still broken, the problem is just hiding behind the light, waiting for the setting sun to disappear, so it can strike again and again and again.

Sometimes, the fault is not in the light at all, but in the very core of the electrics. Sometimes this cannot be fixed. The darkness is the ever looming dominant thing in the situation, and all the phones, all the torches, none of them shine bright enough. This is the darkest depression, where there is no way out that can be seen, and this is when ropes, blades, pills, and drinks are the only thing left in sight.

Or perhaps you went down a different path, you spend the rest of your life searching for the next torch, and then the next and the next. All the light in your life is made of hundreds of temporary fixes, while you’ve trodden miles off course on this aimless tangent and eventually when you run out of torches you are too lost to fix the broken light, you have run away from your problems and now it has hit you five times harder than before.

This is what depression is like, you are constantly trapped in the dark, and if you finally feel like you’ve beaten it, you’ve fixed yourself and you are ready to move on with life, it is still there, hiding, waiting to strike when you are at your weakest. We can’t just “deal with it” it isn’t something that can just go away.

Don’t be the friend who gives up and walks out of that room. Be the friend that stays there the whole time, even if your torch runs out of power, waiting for the light to be fixed, to pull them back up on the other side.

Don’t let your loved ones lights go out, don’t let it go unnoticed, don’t let the issue worsen to a dangerous level, and never EVER wave it away and tell them to deal with it alone. You might be the little bit of light they need to survive.

  • Psychic: *reads my mind*
  • My mind: whenever I'm alone or if I'm feeling gray, there's one place I can go to brighten up my day it makes me want to sing that's how the show should end but wouldn't it be good if I could sing it with a friend fine whatever I'll join in too I might go outside to feel more alive without twitter where would I be I guess It'd be fit to stop posting sh-RUBBISH but tumblr's a part of me there's so many websites and so little time plus one or two you should avoid just don't stop watching youtube or we'll be unemployed the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate it might be antisocial but these days that is fine 'cause life is so much better when you spend it all online a place where you can be yourself no matter if you're geeky find friends that share your hobbies even if they're freaky where any question in your head is answered in an instant who care if you procrastinate your one shot at existence the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate Without the internet we never would have met We wouldn't be here on a stage doing things we might regret dance break who cares if you're a loser and everybody knows it or if you spend your life drawing whiskers on your noses even if your chances of getting tanned are slim or if you like vicariously through the life of a sim sheltay zomo the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate it might be antisocial but these days that is fine 'cause life is so much better life is so much better life is so much better when you spend it all online
  • Psychic: wow what a bop

There’s a real bitter-sweetness in having a friend leave an online social space because they’re focusing on sorting out their real life. that thing when they admit to using the internet as a distraction from real problems and decide to take time away to actually attend to them. friends, school, job applications, ambitions swept to the wayside because existing as an icon, and a username, and an array of text was always easier. some part of you hopes for the best, hopes they succeed, hopes they never return. some part of you wishes they’d never even considered it, so you’d never see them go. so you’d never have to pause and wonder for yourself if you ought to be doing the same.