The book

The movie

The sequel

The prequel

The spin-offs

The reboot

The gritty reimagining

HALKFJDSLF

is anyone else just going through life like “yeah i just gotta get past this last difficult week and then it’s smooth sailing from there!” but like… every week

My anthro professor has three forbidden words for his essays: problematic, interesting, and large. Point being they’re all filler words, he wants you to just skip straight to why it’s interesting or why it’s problematic. But anyway, any time I disagree with him in class I say to him “mm, interesting, but largely problematic.”

HA

anybody else a gay demon?

I’m not gay but I will join your demon collective

uhhh no you will Not

just saw this happening on my facebook newsfeed

Small red

Character: Haruka Tenoh

Series: Sailor Moon

Cosplayer: jaxjaxattaxx

marry me pls

if a nigga text u randomly and yall haven’t spoke in months he just lost all his hoes and wants to restart

your WHAT

*CHOKES*

Growing up is not about giving up video games, growing up is about having a nice apartment to play video games in

and to have all the latest video game shit before everyone else bc you can afford it now

one day the prince will fall out of the fucking car and ignis wont stop to pick him up

i want him to slam the brakes down as hard as possible and launch noctis into kingdom hearts 3

XD

SOMEONE!!! HELP!! I NEED MY INHALER!!! I. CAN’T….BREATHE!!!

two ideas that can peacefully co-exist

1. bi women are still bi when they date men and they deserve nothing but affirmation and love

2. fictional bi women ending up with men feeds into stereotypes about bisexuality being a phase & bi women’s attraction to men being more “real,” and these portrayals are worth looking at with a critical eye bc they are not real women making choices they are being written into those relationships, often by straight ppl

when all the party members die except one and they get all the EXP

Aston’s dinner, Mobile Suit Gundam - Iron-Blooded Orphans, Episode 27.

Since no one reads the FAQ anymore, I updated it.

People can literally say anything they want about me on the internet for any reason, including wanting attention or to feel powerful, or feeling entitled to someone else’s time and energy.

I spend all day begging people to click links, do research, and verify information before taking it as gospel. So why is it that suddenly no one can do that anymore once their mother’s friend’s cousin said I pee in the shower, am actually 87 hamsters in a trenchcoat, and they don’t like my face?

If you’re curious about anything, literally just search the blog to see if i have ever said anything about anything you’d like to see if you have a problem with. I’m exhausted. I’ve spent years being the subject of truly bizarre rumormongering, having to make police reports about stalking and threats, having ppl threaten to show up at my old job to “do something about” me, getting spammed with photos of dead bodies plastered with nazi slogans, having people throw my name in my face as if it’s supposed to frighten me, and generally everyone and their grandfather trying to get me stop doing what I’m doing and spend all my time doing anything else.

Make up your **own** mind. Don’t let me or anyone else tell you what to think about anything. Look at the evidence and assess the sources. Don’t “have faith” in me; interpret evidence and make conscious, informed, and engaged decisions. There’s really nothing I can tell you to, I don’t know, reassure you? I’m not in the reassurance business, I’m no good at it. I’m also no good at “convincing” anyone of anything, much less “listen to me and not that other schlub”. That’s absurd.

Don’t prop people up as kings and paragons. Don’t pick a person, and then let them tell you what’s right or wrong. Don’t have “faith”, have doubt. I’d much rather have someone think I’m garbage and believe in this work than the opposite.

If my own behavior, conduct, and work don’t speak for themselves, for good or for ill, I don’t have anything else to give you. I’m literally a person, many of you have met me, seen me speak on panels, are my friends (or even family), or seen me cry because I got stuck in an airport in New Jersey overnight. Several of you have shaken my hand and told me I wasn’t what you were expecting, and I never do seem to be what people are expecting, never have been.

That’s not my problem.

So, I’m going to be here, doing this. You’re free to listen, or not; to like what I say, or not. You’re free to take every bit of information here and do literally whatever you want with it. My humanity and existence as an actual physical, corporeal entity has been frightening, disturbing, confusing, inconvenient, and downright unacceptable to plenty of people for many years. Again, not my problem despite their best efforts to make it so.

I’m going to keep going to the bitter end (although recent events seem to be hastening that end considerably), and I have no plans to be silent as long as anyone still cares.

Now, this is the last time I’m going to bother with this for at least a year. And who knows, maybe with the time I’ve saved I might do something useful like actually update my Patreon for a change (which I am abysmal at), or actually meet the deadline I set myself for new projects.

saaaaaaaaaaaaame *huggle*

The spiders are fucked in Canada. One amazing photo sent to me by a friend who lives there.

When the big guys invited him to play, he had no idea this was what they intended…

When youre genuinely happy for someones wedding announcement but ur resting bitch face game is too strong.