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justpidgance  asked:

another curious ask for you: any musical recommendations?

Awe heck yeah, here’s a list of all the musicals I really love (you’ll probably know a fair amount of them but whatever), along with my favorite song or two or four if you want to give it a listen.

-Amélie (Times are Hard for Dreamers (the album hasn’t been released yet so I haven’t heard all of it but I love it already))

-American Idiot (Whatsername, Holiday)

-Dear Evan Hansen (Sincerely Me)

-Come From Away (Welcome to The Rock)

-Next to Normal (I’m Alive, I’m Alive *reprise*)

-Be More Chill (Pitiful Children, Upgrade)

-Seussical the Musical (Solla Sollew)

-Addams Family (One Normal Night)

-Hamilton (Hurricane)

-Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812 (Prologue, The Duel, Dust and Ashes)

-It’s Kind of a Funny Story (Six North)

-Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde (Alive, Confrontation, The World Has Gone Insane, Murder Murder)

-Big Fish (Be the Hero) (btw this musical needs more love it is so good)

Enjoy! :)

one of the reasons mental illness sucks so fucking much is because people around you can literally tell you again and again that they love you, that they think you’re cool and funny, that they support you in every way, that you’re talented or intelligent, and no matter how many times they say it you’ll always cringe and shake your head and say “no, no i’m not, really” but the SECOND someone says one bad thing about you, even just once. You believe it completely. 

We have a problem as a society. Our goal is efficiency, but the result of efficiency by definition is that it takes less work to get things done. And less work to get things done means there is less work to do. If there is less work, there are less jobs. Progress destroys jobs.

Another result of efficiency is an explosion in population. The easier things get, the less of us die. More and more of us, less and less jobs.


Humanity’s drive toward betterment has resulted in two things: more people and less jobs. None of our choices were wrong, exactly. Each was made with good intentions, hell maybe every choice was correct. The problem wasn’t the choices but the values. Survival is no longer a value, because survival has become easy. It used to be old people were revered, because they had outrun death longer than anyone else. Now old people are just the ones who waited around too long. Anyone can become an old person with a little luck. It’s not a collapse of morals that has diminished our respect for the elderly. It’s an inevitable response to the changing meaning of age.  


Since we no longer value survival and age, we need some other way to rank people. Because we need that, we need some people to be worth more than others. We have many ways to do that, but here’s one: we value wealth. The ones who own more are better. Not for any reason, just because. And since theoretically but rarely actually in practice, the way toward owning more is work, work has become a measure of someone’s value, second only to money. A lazy rich person is better than a poor person with a good job, but a poor person with a job is better than a poor person without a job. Ranked first by wealth, then by worth. And so, that is the situation: There are more of us, there are less jobs, and we value people by whether they have a job or not.

What happens when you have a world where it is impossible for people to create value for themselves in the eyes of society? What happens when we judge people for the inevitable outcome of our collective actions?

I don’t know. But together we’re finding out.

—  Alice Isn’t Dead, Part 2 Episode 2: Mouth of the Water

you know, when i think about how much more active of a writer i was when i was a kid, it’s kind of depressing.

i mean, i had the original Big Epic Fantasy Novel in the works (which i still occasionally think about going back to, but probably never will), and that came to around 500 or 600 pages when you include the countless redrafts, 50-page synopsis, character sheets, lore, worldbuilding, sequel ideas, and assorted random scenes/episodes. then there was the 90-page evil granny novel, which we all know and (?) love, the rambling play about the two kids who get trapped in the underworld together and end up organising a rebellion against the Lord of the Dead, and at least five others - all of which were over a hundred pages long. and that’s not even counting the short stories, scripts, and poetry that i churned out on a fairly regular basis.

i think about it, and it’s like: wow, how the hell did i even do that? nowadays, if i can write something that’s over 10k, it feels like a huge achievement - and even when i do manage it, it invariably gets abandoned after i lose the motivation to finish it. i’m not sure if that’s because of lack of time or lack of drive, but either way it makes me a bit sad. i hope that one day i’ll get the chance to be as prolific as my weird, obsessive eight-year-old self was.


I actually had this ‘done’ a few months ago but when I tried to line it properly…it looked bad, so I just gave up on it for a while.

But since drawing’s still difficult for me these days I figured I’d try and fix it up a bit? Colouring is probably the most fun, I swear.

Confession: Tiki is half the reason I started playing Heroes, her design’s way too cute!


Local lesbian attempts to find good lighting and angle to show off her, hand-me-down-from-her-6-feet-tall-cousin, pants. Fails.


1940s beach babes

Love-Struck Dork

Adrien’s fangirling keeps Plagg from sleeping well… Poor Plagg.

Ok though, Adrien is a total romantic at heart, and constantly daydreams about his lady. My brother saw this and said “Where is the mysterious bulge?” and I said “Dude, that is realistic, but I only drew his upper torso, ok? We are keeping this wholesome”


keep me grounded… down to earth.

happy birthday stahl! actually i am a little bit late on my time…
a somewhat emotional drawing i thought of a while back, after a conversation i had with a friend over how sweet stahl is, but how bad i felt that he would beat himself up over being too plain or normal. but isn’t that normalness, someone so nice and relaxed, a good change of pace for the avatar, who’s dealt with so much? he’s a place of refuge for her, someone to come back to… and that makes him really important!

(then, i bet at the very end they ate 5 dinners together–)


Walk to the ends of the earth and you might just find yourself along the way.