JK lol but I haven’t used my tablet in over 2 months. Who wants to come and watch me struggle tomorrow night?
It’s not a for sure thing (as it can never be) because who knows if I’ll have a really exhausting day at work or something but for now I’m PLANNING on doing a stream sometime Friday 7/21 after 7PM Central Time.
So if y’all wanna laugh as I try to remember how to draw a nose, make a mental note to check in for a stream link tomorrow evening :’) Or you can follow my picarto channel for an e-mail alert when it happens.
sometimes i think about how if the writers had given delphine an ounce of backstory they could’ve made the conflict so much more interesting. if they had shown, not told or implied, that there was a figurative or literal gun to her head to become a monitor, to be cosima’s boss, to be the interim director, to do things for dyad that she didn’t want to do. actually shown it. the conflict would have been two women fighting for their own autonomy, the right to decide what they do with their bodies, who they do things for. the conflict would have been two women finding someone who understood, who could help, who needed help, who was willing to help. they would have found love and safety instead of more pain and fear. who when they made one stride forward for one it was two backwards for the other. the story would have been of two women fighting for each other instead of against. it wouldn’t just be ‘what’s that crazy bitch delphine gonna do next’ because we would actually know her motivations. we would know who she was outside of cosima and her own sexuality. not only would she no longer be the untrustworthy or depraved bisexual but the conflict would have been deeper. it would have brought up questions of who is right when neither party has a choice? is there another choice? whose priorities take precedence?
no pressure to reblog this but i want the attention of my ndn followers & mutuals cause im literally not going to deal with yall ignoring the nasty behavior from popular older ndns anymore. i don’t care about their activism or their Woke Posts. stop supporting them. cw for themes of child neglect/abuse, csa, & manipulation (at the very end).
do not put pinkcheesegreenghost (used to be bitterbitchclubpresident)’s original posts on! my! dashbort! any! more! if you absolutely cannot bare to unfollow them, just block me! it’s not hard! i’m gonna put this under a cut but basically! they’re a child abuse apologist and don’t understand sexual boundaries with kids either! before you read this, keep in mind pcgg is around 40 (maybe older?) and my friend & i were 17-19 at the time.
Yes! To be honest 3 sentences for this AU was just too little!! but I tried… Quick introduction, this is the
practical part of the term test so it’s Kano and Kido vs Kenjirou, their homeroom teacher. Their quirks:
Kido’s quirk: concealing, it allows her to conceal herself
and other people/objects within a certain distance.
Kano’s quirk: deceiving, it allows him to change the way
others perceive him.
Kenjirou’s quirk: clearing, it
erases the others’ quirks when there’s eye contact.
“We’ll be the first team to complete the exam,” Kano grinned
as he ran alongside Kido, her lips curled up into a subtle smirk while her
quirk kept them both concealed and away from Kenjirou’s sight.
But Kenjirou wasn’t dumb, he had known the duo for over ten
years and he knew how they worked together as well as how much they relied on
their quirks during their battles, so what better than this opportunity to teach
them a lesson?
“There you are,” Kido
couldn’t help but bump into Kenjirou as he got in their way out of nowhere, erasing
their quirks right away, “You’re forgetting that I know all your little tricks,
so what will you do now?”
I dreamt that I was at my old elementary school. And we were eating
lunch outside, me and Caroline, who was my girlfriend in fourth grade
and then you were walking past and I was like “Wow, damn”! And then I
walked up to you and I was like “Hey, do you wanna date me?” in front of
Once you graduate high school, you see who your real friends are. People change. Someone who you thought was your best friend will cut you off completely. Some of us enter high school with plenty of friends and end with only a few close ones. Others of us enter high school with only a few close friends and end with no friends at all. It’s just how life is. It’s like that sometimes. It sucks but it happens to almost everyone.
real friends // excerpt from a book I’ll never write #14