i was never into h*mest*ck so i don’t really get the comparisons y'all are making but i’ll argue that the last third or so used my favorite corny finale happy ending format of all time, which is to say, the six feet under/parks and rec flashforwards, and, yeah, it made me cry as much as those finales did too.
Well I saw it. I wish I could say it was everything I expected it to be but it was worse. To summarize everything in one fluent and well-arranged thesis is too daunting a task because there’s simply too much to say about this blaspheme and so little time to properly convey it all. so here’s the main points on everything you need to know about this film
-i thought the Wreck It Ralph comparisons were bad enough but we find out Jailbreak was formerly a princess emoji but she rejected her status in favor of something more spunky and rebellious like holy shit they’re just unabashed in ripping off the beats of a superior movie. -Sony hates millenials despite the fact that this movie was tailor-made to pander to them in the worst ways possible. Case in point, at one point the main human contemplates texting his crush and his frind tells him to only use emojis before saying in the most dude-bro way “words aren’t COOL” at one point the teacher is talking about hieroglyphs and has to liken them to “the original emojis” because the students don’t want to learn any other way! they’re too obsessed with their phones! they have no attention spans! get it? GET IT? -ADDING ONTO THAT! what is the message of this film? it doesn’t have one! there’s a scene where we see the main human deleted an email of lyrics/poetry he wrote for his crush but he deleted it because as his friends say WORDS AREN’T COOL. and you think “oh. the message will be that teens need to actually talk to each other more and express their feelings whatever” but oh no no no this is THE EMOJI MOVIE we’re talking about and the climax of the film is resolved by Gene (the main emoji) using his multiple faces to make the first emoji composed of multiple feelings back to back and gets sent to the crush who says “wow! I loved your emoji! it’s so nice to see a guy who’s willing to express his feelings” WHAT THE HELL? SO YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE FUN OF YOUTH FOR USING EMOJIS BUT ULTIMATELY EMOJIS SAVE THE DAY? -ALSO THE HUMAN IS A FUCKING NERD WHO DECIDES TO TAKE HIS PHONE TO THE TECH STORE TO DELETE EVERYTHING JUST BECAUSE ONE EMOJI DOESN’T WORK -There’s a stupid subplot about Gene’s meh parents having a falling out but it’s okay because they reconcile inside Instagram by hijacking a romantic photo and using the right filter -TJ Miller touted the film as having a feminist positive message and let me tell you this is what it is. In Candy Crush, Gene finished one of Jailbreak’s sentences when she has an idea and out of nowhere Jailbreak yells “MEN ARE ALWAYS GETTING CREDIT FOR WOMEN’S IDEAS AND I’M SICK OF IT!” it comes immediately and ends abruptly. Gene doesn’t respond to it and Jailbreak doesn’t build onto that. the subject ends there. 10 minutes later Jailbreak says out of nowhere that in the early days emoji women only had the choice to be “princesses or brides” but that in the cloud she can be whatever she wants to be. again, this is never brought further or built upon. it feels so tacked on and barely even surface level like fuck they patted themselves on the back for this progressive-ass movie -speaking of progressive, an internet troll calls the Just Dance lady a g***y. so yeah, add a slur usage to the list of offenses -they go to Dropbox? Becuase kids love using Dropbox???? -Gene creates a new dance. The Emoji Bop. yes there is a dance party ending. -Someone tells Poop that he’s going soft. Patrick Stewart had to say the following line. “Not too soft, I hope” -Jailbreak in her princess form whistles and summons a twitter bird -they go into youtube which has viral videos that are in live action and it’s super disorienting -because this is a Sony movie, everyone uses Sony smart phones -the 15 year old human has one of those fake-out apps that looks like a dictionary to his parents but it’s meant to hide like porn and illegal downloads so yeah fun for the whole family -if there’s one and I mean ONE good thing about the film it’s short. like barely 70 minutes. and yet that still feels like too long
The Emoji Movie is what you get when you have too much money. and nothing else. wait for a camrip online before watching it ironically. please please do not give this money. please. please. please please pleaskd qn
Compilation of all the Steven/Crystal Gems fan fusions & I did and Smoky as well for comparison
edit: Made a couple of changes, made Smoky bigger in comparison to the rest, made Cherry’s eyes darker and switched around Rainbow Quartz’s eyes, I felt like they didn’t look different enough from the original RQ and that they didn’t look like they had any Steven coming across, so, I’m happier with that design now
Try to get rid of me in an overseas big city? We'll get rid of you instead.
(long story. tl;dr at the end)
Back in 2011 me and my immediate family traveled to Saudia Arabia for Umrah, or what’s known as the lesser pilgramage. You visit Makkah, make rounds around the Kaabah, pray with all your heart and soul, you get the picture. My dad and I were excited because we were all about going on a spiritual journey and casting away the problems of the world - but as it turns out, some problems just wouldn’t leave us.
As soon as we landed in Jeddah’s airport, our plan was to take a taxi to Makkah and get the Umrah done while we were still gung-ho about God. However, we were instead diverted to our relatives’ house in Jeddah, where we discovered that 4 or 5 of my mothers’ relatives and their families had gathered up and spontaneously crashed in my grandfather’s house for one giant family reunion. Naturally, my dad and I, as well as my maternal grandfather, were really upset over this development as my mom’s side of the family is full of … for the lack of a more polite word, the shady folks. Most of them I was on good terms with, but once I realized that my least favorite Uncle and Aunt had come with the crew, my enthusiasm just deflated like a balloon.
🍇 🍒 🍓 🍍 🌽 last year i looked at some natural hairstyles and there were many that i thought resembled plants. i want to do a series of paintings of them - hopefully in the style of vintage portraits if i can pull it off. some of the comparisons might be reaching on my part but anything to encourage the young and underrepresented (in the media at least). i believe God created nature and us. and that He loves us all as we are. don’t look to industries to find your worth. we are fearfully and wonderfully made! (psalm 139:14)
Day 1 vs Day 848 on testosterone. Sometimes I think I haven’t changed at all, I can’t see the progress as it happens day to day, and I get frustrated thinking I’ll never get where I wanna be – then I put two pictures like this together and am amazed at the strides I’ve made and the growth I’ve experienced. What a journey. 🌟 #transformationtuesday
Stereotyped vs Nuanced Characters and Audience Perception
Writing with color receives many questions regarding the stereotypes Characters of Color and their story lines may possess.
There’s a difference between having a three-dimensional character with trait variance and flaws, versus one who walks the footsteps of a role people of their race/ethnicity are constantly put into. Let’s discuss this, as well as how sometimes, while there’s not much issue with the character, a biased audience will not allow the character to be dimensional.
But first: it’s crucial to consider the thinking behind your literary decisions.
When it comes to the roles and traits you assign your characters, it’s important to ask yourself why you made them the way they are. This is especially true for your marginalized characters.
So you need an intimidating, scary character. What does intimidating look like on first brainstorm? Is it a Black man, large in size or presence? (aka a Scary Black Man) A Latino with trouble with the law? If so, why?
Really dig, even as it gets uncomfortable. You’ll likely find you’re conditioned to think of certain people in certain roles on the spot.
It’s a vicious cycle; we see a group of people represented a certain way in media, and in our own works depict them in the way we know. Whether you consciously believe it’s the truest depiction of them all or not, we’re conditioned to select them for these roles again and again. Actors of Color report on being told in auditions they’re not performing stereotypical enough and have been encouraged to act more “ethnic.”
This ugly merry-go-round scarcely applies to (cis, straight) white people as they are allowed a multitude of roles in media. Well, then again, I do notice a funny trend of using white characters when stories need a leader, a hero, royalty, a love interest…
Today’s the day to break free from this preconditioned role-assigning.
couldn’t believe how lucky you had been! Only six people had been
selected in the whole country and you got to be one of them! An
interstellar alliance had recently made contact with Earth and offered
six lucky people - randomly drawn, of course - the chance for a year
long cruise through the galaxy.
You were greeted on the ship and
led to a cozy room with soft carpet and cushy chairs to sit in. You had
been the first to arrive, but the other winners had quickly followed. As
the six of you - three men and three women - sat and chatted excitedly
amongst yourselves, you couldn’t believe how swanky this ship was.
Especially given it had been designed by other species. Soon, a
human-looking man in a suit greeted you all.
chirped, with an enormous grin on his face. “We’re beginning takeoff as I
speak, but you shouldn’t feel any turbulence. And don’t worry, this
ship is the safest the alliance has to offer. And, of course, you will
all be well taken care of during your stay on this ship with your new
“Mates?!” all six of you cried.
“Why, of course,” he stated, as if it were obvious. “Didn’t anyone tell you?”
“Well, it’s only for a year, right?” one of the other women offered hopefully.
not,” your host retorted, sounding almost offended. “All of the species
you’ve been paired with mate for life. As I understand it, you humans
are monogamous, are you not?”
“Sometimes,” one of the men snorted with a smirk.
Another man appeared confused. “But how could we mate with different species? Obviously there will be no offspring.”
host rolled his eyes. “You humans are so behind, technologically. We
are more than capable of making all of you compatible with your new
“Aren’t you human?” you asked.
“No,” he replied
patiently. “I’m a shape-shifter. And you’re all very lucky none of you
are going to be impregnated by my species. Our females are pregnant for
five years,” he informed them with a smirk. “Obviously all of you will
carry your young for different lengths of time, though. Two of you will
be assigned to each species, but even if you have the same species,
there will be variance in the lengths of time you each carry the young.”
“Each?!” the three men cried.
“We’re not getting pregnant, right?” a small, pale man asked.
most certainly are,” the shape-shifter corrected. He received a ping on
a device and a large smile split onto his face. “Okay, each of your
mates is prepped in a room for all of you, so after your physical, you
can go straight to them.”
You were then ushered off into an
examination room as you were thoroughly examined - particularly in your
child-bearing abilities. Just when you thought all the poking and
prodding was over, you were given multiple injections all over from your
neck to your uterus. At first you didn’t feel anything but after a few
moments you began to feel…strange.
“Don’t worry, honey,” the
nurse - who was a reptilian species - told you in an attempt to be
comforting. “Molzon hormones tend to make you feel a little funny, but
you’re just fine.”
As she lead you to where your ‘mate’ awaited, you asked her, “What’s a Molzon?”
they’re amphibious,” she drawled. “If I’ve read my human folklore
correctly, then they’re kind of like your mermaids. Except: instead of a
fish tail, they have tentacles as their lower half. You seem like a
sweet girl, so I’m sure you and him will get along just fine.”
stared expectantly at you as you stood outside the door. Feeling as
though you were going to throw up from a combination of nervousness and
Molzon hormones, you opened the door.
Inside, you saw him and he
was close to what the nurse had described. He was a sort of octopus
merman with blue-green skin that was shifting color slightly. However,
unlike the mermen conjured in your imagination, he a little thick around
the middle. It almost looked a little like a beer belly. He noticed you
come in and his eyes grew wide as he blushed. “Oh, hi!” His voice
cracked nervously. “I thought you might want to have some dinner, first.
That’s what humans do, right?”
He appeared unsure as to whether
or not what he’d done was appropriate, so you nodded silently as he lead
you to a candlelit table - like something you’d see at a fancy
You knew you were staring, but you couldn’t really
help it. After all, he was an alien species. He appeared to have very
little difficulty walking above water with his tentacles and because his
tentacles were so long, he was about seven feet tall.
went surprisingly well, given the circumstances and Zeri, that was his
name, was actually a total sweetheart. He enjoyed puzzles and playing
musical instruments, and reading. The nerdy Molzon would have been
exactly your type…had he been human.
“This isn’t fair to you,” he
stuttered after dinner. “I know a female of my species would be much
better suited-” But he cut himself off with a slight groan before
stuttering out, “Did they give you the hormones, already?”
“Yeah,” you squeaked back.
began massaging his belly and whimpering. “I’m so sorry,” he cried,
before gently pulling you into an adjoining room that had a large,
marine pool. He gently removed your clothes and eased you into the pool,
before doubling over and moaning in pain, clutching his belly again.
Then, as he lowered himself into the pool, he began panting and moaning a
little as he tried to explain. “The pheromones…ghhnnng…they make
me….hoo hoo hoo….I can’t stop….gaaah!” he gave a sharp cry, continuing
to rub his belly, which appeared to be…clenching? “I have to mate.”
he let out a monumental groan before pulling you to the middle of the
pool, careful to keep your head above water. You felt something begin to
prod around your vagina before unceremoniously entering. You gave a
pained cry, causing Zeri to flinch, but he didn’t stop and you felt the
appendage slide far up into you, past your cervix, and enter your
You were trembling from the pain and Zeri continued to
stutter out apologies as his eyes watered from the great deal of pain he
was obviously in, too. His tentacles held you in place as his human
arms wrapped around his middle and he let out something between a groan
and a grunt. “Hnnngggg.” His face slackened a little in relief as you
saw a large object come out of his body, slowly begin traveling up the
appendage he had inserted inside you before it, too, began prodding at
“Zeri,” you cried in a panic.
“I’m so sorry.”
object forced its way into your vagina, eliciting a scream of pain from
you as it traveled slowly up to deposit itself in your uterus. The
result was a slightly distended belly, while Zeri’s belly looked
He moaned again, grunting and crying as another came out of him to force its way into you again.
This process continued for the better part of two hours and you were now HUGE - filled with eight of the damn things.
is…the last…one,” Zeri huffed, having difficulty breathing from all the
effort exerted on his part. He continued uttering apologies as he began
to expel the final egg. But this one took a lot longer than the others.
“Ggghhh,” he grunted after twenty minutes, before giving out a
startling cry as the egg left his body.
As you saw it traveling
towards you, you found out why he’d had so much difficulty. The eggs,
which had all been about the size of an elephant bird egg, paled in
comparison to this one, which was almost twice as big as the others.
“No, no, no, no, no,” you bawled, as it inched closer. “Please, no,” you
sobbed as it began to make contact with your already sore pussy. But of
course, it went in, anyway. You thought for sure you would be ripped in
half and die as the ninth one was shoved in, but it made it into your
uterus, just as the others did.
“One final part,” he promised.
liquid began to pump out of his appendage and fill you. Your belly,
once misshapen due to the lumpy eggs, began to smooth out and expand
even further. You gasped and wheezed through the next few minutes as you
were pumped with the fluid.
Then, it was finally over. Zeri, as
sweaty as he was, and as much as he panted, helped you out of the water,
though his tentacles were far from steady. It was difficult for you to
stay upright since you felt as though you’d gained over 100 pounds since
entering the water and, looking at your girth, that was definitely
possible. You couldn’t wrap your arms entirely around your belly and
there was about five or six inches between your fingertips when you
tried. “I’m sure your exhausted,” he huffed, trying to keep both of you
upright. “I’ll take you to your room.”
Your room was luxurious to say the least. You wanted to shower, but decided against it and just collapsed onto the bed, naked.
arrange for some clothes to be brought for you tomorrow that should
fit.” He had the biggest look of guilt you’d ever seen. “I’m so sorry,”
he cried again, before leaving you alone.
You covered yourself
with blankets, painfully aware of your newly distended belly. It was
impossible to get comfortable with how angry the stretched skin felt and
the extra weight, but you tried to sleep nonetheless. As Zeri had
suspected, you were indeed exhausted.
The final thought that popped into your head as you drifted off was: how long will I be like this?
dark rc would you please consider writing about how victor (and the rest of the Russian skate team) had a feud with the Russian hockey team bc of their constant flirting and attentions towards yuuri (who was completely oblivious at the war waging for his heart)??
This has been sitting in my inbox for over a month and I apologize for that, nonny! I wanted to try my hand at breaking through this writer’s block and this prompt was ripe for the taking. It’s not my best work by any stretch, but it’s something at least! I hope you enjoy.
There are few things that give Yuri pleasure—the taste of accomplishment like cinnamon sugar on the back of his tongue after landing a quad; having a comeback so cutting that he practically draws blood; that soft murrf a cat makes when it decides it trusts him; the little green screenshot arrow appearing next to Otabek’s name in Snapchat—but they all pale in comparison to whenever the Russian hockey team visits the rink.
Which different types of birth charts are there? I know there's Natal, but what are the other ones?
Progressed chart (it progresses your natal chart forward signifying the evolutions of your personality)
Transit chart (it compares the current planetary positions to your natal ‘creating’ transit aspects. Transit planets will also be in a natal house. Transits are a great way to see a ‘forecast’ of which area you might have problems with during that time)
Persona chart (each planet will have its own persona chart, it’s based on after the planet completes the full circle/houses. It’s an in depth version of your planets)
Draconic chart (it dials your north node back to 0 degrees Aries creating your draconic/‘soul’ chart. It shows your purest self and your purest needs)
Solar return chart (it’s the chart made each year around your birthday when the sun goes back to the degree that it was in your natal chart. It can show which areas will be prominent that year)
Lunar return chart (chart made approximately each month when the moon goes back to the degree that it was in your natal chart. Focuses on emotions and energies of that month)
Synastry chart (comparison between two charts, usually overlapping each other creating aspects between the two showing how the planets/people will interact with each other. Planets will fit into each other’s houses too)
Composite chart (it takes the two people’s planetary positions and finds a midpoint which is usually not a possible chart for someone to have. It’s a chart focusing on the relationship of the two and less on the interactions made)
Davison chart (takes two people’s birth date, time, place, year and finds a midpoint between all of those creating a real/possible chart that someone can have. Focuses on the relationship, less on the interactions)
The first time the aliens hear singing they aren’t sure what to make of it. It sounds human but it’s… wrong somehow. Weirdly pitched, spoken too slowly. The aliens view it as just exaggerated talking, but the humans enjoy it so they leave them be.
It starts with just humming while the humans work. The aliens know that the humans are multi-taskers. They need to do something to keep busy while ALREADY being busy. (The aliens never thought they would ever grasp the concept.)
The humans brought their own painfully ancient sound system (in comparison to the alien’s standards) onboard the ship and were humming away occasionally to melodies they seemed to already know.
The other aliens in the workshop did not expect all of the humans to gasp simultaneously and begin singing in unison. It was like a hive mind. They were throwing their arms in the air and spinning around - what could loosely be called dancing. What was worse: none of what any of the humans were saying made any coherent sense. With other songs that the aliens heard, there was at least a central message that the song seemed to be portraying. This certain song was all over the place; sometimes the humans would sway calmly to gentle melodies and sometimes they would throw their heads back and forth to rough beats.
The aliens had a hard time believing it was only one song, but a human that they spoke to later confirmed that yes, it was just one.
When pressed for answers as to why that particular song was the only one they’d witnessed that could garner such a unified response, the human only smiled and said, “Everyone loves Bohemian Rhapsody.”
(This ask was kinda vague sorry if it isn’t what you were looking for)
10 Abusive Men’s conversational tactics every woman should be aware of:
1. Domination of conversation - at any cost
doesn’t matter what it takes - making up a story, repeating the same issue over
and over again, increasing the volume of his voice, calling you out on
unrelated-unreal issues, taking on a threatening pose to get your attention,
getting angry if you don’t carefully listen to what he has to say, throwing a
tantrum, accusing you of talking too much, beating down your words, I have even
seen abusive men cause fights because they wanted to dominate a conversation
with a woman. Last time I tried to talk to a woman, while abusive man was
standing next to her, he actually physically dragged her away, just so she
wouldn’t be able to get my attention, because I refused to give it to him
instead. In their minds, this is reasonable, because they feel we owe them that
much, and if we refuse to make them the center of attention, it’s aggression on
our part, and any action to beat us down to submission is acceptable and
“nothing else should be expected of him”.
2. “What I have to say is important at the
moment - every moment.”
trying to tell a story? He immediately comes up with a vaguely related story
that happened to someone he knew that is somehow suddenly more relevant than
what you wanted to say. You were trying to prove a point? He’s going to prove a
different point. You have a problem that bothers you? His much smaller problem
is bothering him much more, to the point where you have to feel bad for
bringing your problem up in the first place. You have an achivement you’re
proud of? Wait until you hear what he has done at some point in time that right
now feels more relevant to him. In his mind, what you have to say simply
doesn’t matter and it’s on him to figure out how to slowly bring that down to
you, so you’d finally shut up and accept that his confidence is to be
worshipped, yours beaten down.
3. Personal attack
be on you only if it makes you look bad. If you dared to insist that you’re
heard and given a basic bit of attention, or, heavens forbid, said something
that goes against his opinions and actions, you will immediately find yourself
under a personal attack. You’ll be called out on things that have nothing to do
with the subject. You will be deemed unfit to even speak about issues that
matter to you. Suddenly, even the issues that you have personal experience and
endless statistical data and proof, are not yours to speak of because “he
knows better”. You’ll be called slurs, humiliated, discredited, all your
knowledge of the subject will be perceived as “silly” and
“wrong”, not to mention you’re a horrible person for daring to speak
your mind on the subject. The point of personal attack is to make you look bad,
but you’re not supposed to notice how it makes him look way worse, you’re
supposed to feel rightfully called out and humbled, and fail to notice how your
basic human right of speech is being trampled on, how you’re being silenced and
hurt by emotional and psychological abuse by a man who found himself threatened
by truth you pointed out.
4. Double Standards
man” is an excuse not to listen, not to sympathize, not to offer
compassion, not to take responsibility for his actions, not to bother with
“woman logic”, not to question the consequences of his actions, not
to feel guilty for indulging in primarily male behaviour that harms women but
is excusable because “all men do it”. “You’re a woman” is
an excuse to hold you responsible for men’s actions, and obliged to please men,
to maintain your social value and appearance up to certain standards, to
fulfill all male expectations and fantasies and ideas about what you should be,
otherwise what good you are for? And even if you do all that, you’ll end up
reduced to a slur and disposed of whenever it pleases a man to do just that.
And don’t be surprised, what did you expect? They’re men.
5. Social Truth
statistics, experiences, facts, consequences and practical knowledge all have
zero value before men’s social perception of what’s going on. Men have already
decided that it’s them who’s suffering the worst. They’ve already decided
they’re the one who need better treatment and more privileges and liberation
from oppression. Men have affirmed this with each other, they’ve agreed amongst
themselves that women are oppressive, bother them too much, ask for too much,
don’t give them enough, don’t do enough for them. How could women expect for
their issues to be taken seriously when men don’t feel like they’ve done enough
for them? Men will offer you countless examples where he was expecting
something from a woman and she didn’t fulfil it, so how dare she imply she
could be the one who’s oppressed? How dare any woman claim anything about her
life, her body, her experiences, her problems? Men have already agreed they
know better, they feel confident about it because his friends and male
relatives and co-workers and bosses and acquaintances will all confirm to him
he’s exactly right, he’s telling the truth, how could some miser woman now
claim differently? She must be stupid. Truth commonly accepted among men will
ignore all evidence, all male privilege, all objective truth, all statistics,
all proof. They don’t examine it critically more than “is this going in
our favour” and that’s all they need to yell it from rooftops, to
violently shut down every woman’s voice claiming differently, speaking from
different perspective. They have support. They have backup. Countless men will
agree with them. It’s all they need. Truth doesn’t matter.
6. What they don’t consider lying
lying. If a lie needs to be told in order for a man to get something out of a
woman he otherwise wouldn’t get - it’s considered fair play, in his mind. How
could you blame him? After all, if he didn’t lie, he wouldn’t get what he
wanted? Isn’t this how all people do things? Isn’t it a way of life? How could
you expect him to tell the truth when it wasn’t going in his favour? He won’t
even feel guilty. But instead, if you don’t react to his lie the way you should
have - in his mind - then you are the bad one. How could you not believe his
word, give him your full trust and obedience and perfect reactions he so deeply
deserves? How could you even consider that he would lie to you? You don’t know
what’s real, you can’t act like he’s lying when you don’t even know if he is.
He is excused in saying any lie at all, but you aren’t allowed to doubt it,
otherwise how will he get what he wanted and feel completely free of guilt
while doing it? You should enable that much to a man, to lie and get away with
it, get all he wants, and to feel like a genius for tricking everyone in such a
cunning way. Oh, and you shouldn’t feel cheated and lied to because, you know,
it wasn’t personal, it was just so he could get what he wants, you weren’t a
person to him in this entire scheme, just a prop, you should feel stupid for
falling for it, but you know, it’s his win.
7. “I’m reasonable” voice tone
All your passion
and emotions that get out of you while you speak that would normally be a proof
of how important and valuable talking about this issue is to you, yet he
decides to perceive as you obviously spouting nonsense from being too
emotional. Does he know you’re telling the truth? Of course he does. Does he
know how being invalidated and accused of being “too emotional” and
“hysterical” hurts you? Of course he does. Does he care? No. All he
wants from you in that moment is to adapt to perspective that benefits him,
rather than the one you’re presenting - you know, the one that actually
expresses what’s going on and leads to acknowledgment and resolving of your
problems. He isn’t interested in you being in less pain or you speaking out the
truth, or you struggling less or you bringing to light how much you’re
struggling with. Be reasonable. Adapt male perspective. See yourself how men
see you. Quit having your own perspective, you know that’s not reasonable. Quit
showing emotions about an issue that is of a big personal value to you. Look at
me. I’m reasonable. You mean nothing to me. Your struggles mean nothing to me.
Be like that. Don’t mean anything to yourself. Be only a benefit to me. Then
you too can pretend all your issues are made up. After all your pain means
nothing in comparison to benefits we get from it. It’s easy to speak with
“I’m reasonable” voice and straight, emotionless face while talking
about an issue that doesn’t affect you whatsoever, and you don’t care about the
one who is affected, and benefit from what they’re suffering from.
8. “How can you call me out when there’s
be grateful he isn’t worse. He could do worse. He knows he could. He saw other
men doing much worse, and thought to himself “damn, I’m nice, this is how
things are done when women don’t listen” instead of, you know, intervening
and saving someone from abuse like a decent person would do. He saw how cruel
men are in other parts of the world. He made sure to remember it and inform
women what they could expect from worse men, to remind them to be grateful that
he, a nice man, isn’t like that. Now, if you’re going to call anyone out, you
should first make sure to call out every guy who is worse, otherwise how is
this fair towards him? If a guy who did worse isn’t called out, but he, the
“nice” guy is, that is the greatest injustice ever done to mankind,
and he will feel hurt and things will be unfair for him. What about you, you
ask? What about him hurting you that caused you to call him out in the first
place? Oh what’s fair to you doesn’t matter, you are the one who needs to make
the world fair for him, or, you know, he might get worse, and it will be
entirely your fault, since you didn’t arrange the world to be absolutely and
completely fair towards him.
9. “I decide how you should react/your
reaction is a provocation.”
behaviour is decided by his rules, and every single emotion, thought and action
you make should only be made in his convenience. It lies on the premise that
only he gets to be a human being and show his emotions freely and react the way
he wants, you unfortunately, do not get the human privileges, if you react the
humane way - get upset when you’re hurt, get angry when things are unfair and
infuriating, point out double standards, argue and demand that your word
matters too, want to have your feeling acknowledged or even argue that you have
a say in how you should be treated - you’ve overstepped, and suddenly you are
all wrong and whatever he does to you in return is what you deserved by provoking him. That’s, right, you being
a human being is a provocation, it’s a dangerous straying from the object
you’re supposed to be - that you are in his eyes, and you have to be
“shown your place”, because after all, his convenience is more
important than your life, and you’re only there to obey him and make him feel
good about himself. Even while he’s hurting you. Even while he’s using you.
Even while you’re reduced to a less than a human being.
10. “You haven’t considered this issue
from my perspective enough”
you should look at things from his perspective. But you do. There’s never been
a moment you didn’t consider his perspective. Just as there’s never been a
moment he has considered yours. And the mere idea of taking a moment to consider
your perspective - if he’s even aware that you can have one, and that your
words aren’t just there to be crushed until he gets his way - is offensive and
crazy to him. Instead, you get called out for not seeing things his way enough. As if you’re the one who is
inconsiderate and refusing to acknowledge that he is just a human and that you
can’t expect that much from him. But you’ve never forgotten that he’s a human.
And you never expected that much, just to not be continually hurt and used by
him, and to be treated like a valued human being. But suddenly this is too
much? Too much to expect from a fellow human being? Isn’t it a lot like he’s
forgotten you’re a human being, and calling you out on something that he
actually did? Cruel hypocrisy that he doesn’t even seem to notice because it’s
so natural and normal to him to call you out for his own wrongdoings, and to
attack you if you’re not willing to obediently take blame.
@women: If a man is
talking in this fashion he will get worse, not better. Ditch him at any cost.
@men: this was a list of abusive behaviour, if
you don’t do any of these, there’s no reason for you to feel called out, if you
do feel called out, I have bad news for you.
And I refuse to ask for money because of internalized issues that make is impossible for me to request help no matter how much I need it. So I’m going to try and earn money. But since I can’t do the usual thing which is drawing the only thing I have is jewery. Specifically wrap style bracelets. The following are a few examples
These are the oldest two I have. They’re not very good but give you an idea of the design. These are double wraps so they go around your wrist twice. The one on the right is faceted Citrine and non-faceted Aventurine. On the left is what I believe is Turquoise and maybe a Red Jasper and silver toned spacers. I can’t recall it’s been years since I made these. These beads are very small, 4mm I believe.
The first triple wrap I made, it’s very bulky, the stones being 8mm. The cord is leather and the meta spacers are simple pewter. The stones are Aqua Terra Imperial Jasper and something that looks like but isn’t Larimer. I suspect a dyed howlite or the likes.
One of the two most recent ones I made, you can see I’ve gotten better. Malachite, Red Jasper, Lapis Lazuli and Onyx with silver toned spacers. Also a triple wrap. The beads are all 6mm rounds
This one was made for a friend and was something I’d never tried before, different shaped beads working together. It did turn out pretty well for something I’d never done before but I can’t swear to the size of the beads. But it’s made of three different shaped garnet beads and unakite bars. It’s also a triple wrap.
A comparison shot of the size of bead.
The above are not actually for sale. These are custom made and sized for my wrist and as such won’t fit anyone else. I am, however, looking to make some for others who want some. They won’t be cheap as materials aren’t inexpensive but it’s something I actually enjoy doing and I’m hoping to make just enough money off of them to say I’m making SOMETHING.
The bracelets will be priced according to how many wraps as each time around is essentially enough material to make another bracelet.
Single wrap - $30
Double wrap - $40
Triple wrap - $50
I’m only really charging for materials here as my time isn’t worth a whole lot to me and I’m going to be sucking up the cost of shipping. Remember my prices are all in Canadian as well so if you’re american then you’re getting a deal. As well, I may give you a deal if you pick from the list of materials I currently have on hand as opposed to something I need to go out and acquire
The following is a list is everything I currently have on hand.
pearls of a vaguely round shape (purple, teal, pink, olive green, lilac, gold and some kinda pastel peacock thing)
faceted goldstone tires 8mm
faceted amethyst tires 8mm
faceted amethyst rounds 6mm
unakite rounds 8mm
faceted fluorite tires 6mm
fluorite rounds 4 and 6mm
faceted and unfaceted clear quartz rounds 6mm
garnet rounds 4mm
faceted carnelian tires 4mm
kyanite flat rounds 6mm
peridot flat rounds 4mm
These are materials I can acquire. They are all non faceted rounds
smokey quartz 6mm 8mm
lapis lazuli 6mm 8mm
blue jasper 8mm
jade 6mm 8mm
sodalite 4mm 8mm
purple banded agate 6mm
aqua terra imperial jasper 8mm
imperial red jasper 6mm
matt red jasper 4mm 6mm 8mm
mookaite 6mm 8mm
red tigers eye 4mm 6mm 8mm
black agate 6mm 8mm
azurite 6mm 8mm
If you have any real interest, please message me. We can talk about the details and work something out. I can send photos of the materials I have to make sure you like them.
Also, if you’d be willing to reblog this, that would be great. Maybe someone out there is interested.
Couples Poses Meme, Moana Edition!~ Moana/Maui fluff <3. Can be read as platonic too if that’s not your jam. (Why is B1 so popular? There’s at least 2 of these requests from all the differerent fandoms)