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chickenparm · 2 years

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Sold to silco sold to silco sold to silco (wattpad, yes, but also serious if you dare)

don't you dare say i don't love you guys. the things i do for you are astounding. harry styles is going to be so broken up about not answering that craigslist ad about some chick selling her daughter.

Sold-to-Silco Wattpad Fic 1,147 Words ---

It’s not the sound of your alarm that wakes you up - you can’t remember the last time it’d had the chance to do that instead of your mother’s ungodly screeching of your name. Ugh, what a bitch.

With a long-suffering groan, you roll out of bed until your feet hit the hardwood floor, and you look at your bedroom for a second. It is very cool. Your walls are painted black, but you can hardly see them because of all your cool posters and art. Some of them are your favorite bands like Good Charlotte and a heavy metal band that you enjoy that’s called All American Rejects. That one was signed and you kiss it before you go to sleep every night.

Your bedroom is very sparse otherwise - there’s a California king sized bed that you found in a dumpster and brought home, a desk that you’re supposed to do your homework on but doing well in school is for preps, and your closet which is filled with all your band t-shirts and skinny jeans and converse and Tripp pants (from Hot Topic, of course) and your studded belts.

Your mom is coming down the stairs, stomping on every step and you know she’s going to be upset that you’re in your Invader Zim pajamas still instead of getting dressed in your school uniform that you put studs and belts on so you can stand out because you’re a non-conformist and every day you have to sit in detention for it but that’s fine because school doesn’t matter anyway.

Once you graduate your band is going to get signed by a big record label and you’re going to be famous and who cares? Oh yeah, you’re in a band and you play lead guitar and also you sing. Everyone says you sound like a mix between Amy Lee from Evanescence and also that one chick from Flyleaf.

Before your mom can open the door, you hurry to get ready by tying your long, straight, black, curly hair into a messy bun that’s also purposefully messy to make it look like you don’t care because you don’t but it has to look that way also so people know you don’t. You also put on some swipes of mascara and line your eyes with perfectly winged eyeliner and also the shade Gash by Urban Decay because that’s what Gerard Way uses and he’s literally so hot.

Just as you perfectly arrange your belts - not through the loops though, that’s for preps - your mom kicks the entire door in and she has a bunch of crumpled papers in her hands, “Get up! You’re going to your new home, you ungrateful stinky little brat!”

“I’m NOT stinky, I’m wearing the Nightmare Before Christmas Bone Daddy perfume.”

“Well you have a new dad now. I had some debts from purchasing too many Robux and now I sold you to this guy and you’re his problem now!”

Your mom pulls out an entire cigarette, lights it, and then smokes it all in one entire huff until it’s all gone before she throws it on the floor, “Pack your shit, you butt-sniffing fart huffer, he will be here to come and get you in two minutes.”

“UGH, this is so not cool,” You pout for a moment, stomping your converse-wearing foot on the floor just as she leaves the room. Now you have to pack your stuff and miss school and you were supposed to hang out under the bleachers today and brood with the other emos. That sucks.

You turn on your stereo very loud and make sure Green Day’s Jesus of Suburbia is playing. It’s your favorite song, Saint Jimmy is like… your idol. You pack your favorite clothes and make sure that your makeup is also there and that you also look very good in the mirror. Outside there is a honk that lasts a long time, like they’re holding the horn down.

Also your room is in the basement because it’s dark and scary and makes you feel like you’re a vampire, so you take the stairs two at a time and almost miss a few because you’re so clumsy and quirky. Your mom is waiting by the door and she is very impatiently tapping her foot with her hands on her hips. She doesn’t say bye, but she laughs in your face and says, “Good luck!”

The door hits you on the way out and it hurts but you don’t make a face because you don’t want her to know that it hurts even though she probably does know. Parked right in the middle of the street without even using its hazard-lights is a shiny black limousine with all of its windows tinted. The driver jumps out and runs to open one of the doors for you when you walk closer, and when you sit down inside there is a man.

He is very weird. His face is kind of fucked-up but like in a good way that makes him look dashing and mysterious but also vulnerable and the good kind of ugly like a pug (adopt don’t shop). Except his nose is super big which is not like a pug and you tell him that, “Your nose is very big.”

“Thank you, I grew it myself. I am your new dad now. You can call me dad.”

“You’re not even my real dad,” You say and cross your arms. The man frowns very deep and it makes his whole face look weird.

“I have the paperwork and I am your dad.”

“But not my REAL dad. I don’t even know him so he can’t be you.”

The man laughs at you for a few minutes and then he says, “Actually I did a DNA test when I signed the paperwork and I am your real dad. Let’s go home now to my mansion.”

And then the limo starts to drive and the man says his name is Silco. He gives you a glass of champagne to celebrate even though you’re not even old enough to drink but he says, “Who cares?”

Those are your favorite two words so you drink the champagne and Silco tells you that he lives in a mansion with maids and butlers and also there’s game rooms. When you tell him that you are in a band, Silco says he will sign you to his record label because he is a music producer and will make you famous and your band is going on tour next week.

On the drive there you have seven more glasses of champagne and you’re so drunk that you lay across the seat and fall asleep. Silco gives you a jacket and pats you on the head and says good night. You dream about kissing Pete Wentz with tongue and also going to a Black Veil Brides concert.

#silco #silco arcane #shitpost #reader insert #satire #i'm just out here clowning on wattpad

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nsr-scrapped-records · 4 years

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Yknow since I already talked about Zim hating B2J Im gonna just

-This kinda ties in with the college au idk why- but Zim finds themself to be in a part of this alternative group who also happens to be in a band!

-What their music is was this combination of electronic and rock! Basically electronic rock!

-im bad at names idk what the name of the bamd would be

-But anyways the band always lacked a lead singer since one of the band members usually was semi verbal and the others simply didn't know how to even sing

-Cue Zimelu! None of the members knew they were a singer but when the band heard them sing with so much emotion and passion (oh sure it was a bit robotic, but that was perfect for their genre!) so they were like "Quit your job, join our emo band" (/j)

-Of course this startled Zim because a) they were using their non performative voice that would sync with their siblings in concerts when they sang that and b) they never got complimented for anything they did on their own other than their family

-So Zim now has two jobs! But they were stressed about explaining to their band why they couldn't practice as often as they could and the band just nodded with "Yeah, we know" and Zim was shocked

-"Yeah we kinda guessed you were part of that 1010 group, dont know how, I think it's the vibes?"

-To Zim's relief they didnt really push on it too much and didnt start spreading the info to others because the band was chill

-So not only Zim managed to find friends, they also found a new love for rock and singing!

🌟⭐

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 oh HELL YEAH!!!!! :D

#not a textpost #callisto jams #🌟⭐#i cannot help with the band name titles are so hars

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progressivestupidity · 4 years

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IZ week 2020

so i wasn’t gonna do this because I didn’t think the prompts were very good for writing to, but I remembered the last day’s prompt was “role swap” so I decided to do something small and quick for it. this is all 7 days in one post. the first and last ones are drabbles and one of them is an au idea

@invader-zim-week here u go!!!

Day 1. Angst or Fluff

Zim’s denial skills are god tier, but even they have their limits.

Drabble. I think this is the turning point for my eventual found family au

“When are you going to get it through your thick head that the Tallests aren’t coming?” Dib flings his arms out wide in his exasperation

“They’re just…!” Zim fumbles a bit, clenching and unclenching his fists. “The Armada is a million light years away! It takes time to travel that far, obviously. It took me six of your months to get here from Conventia and the Massive is further away from here now than that. They’ll come! You’ll see! And then you’ll be sorry!” Zim’s face is drawn tight. He’s tense all over, shoulders drawn up to his jaw, antennae pressed flat to his head, and normally Dib prides himself on reading Zim like an open book, but he’s too far gone in his own annoyance to see the warning signs.

It’s because he doesn’t see these red flags that Dib proceeds to stick his own foot in his mouth with his next words. “Maybe if you weren’t such an idiot and opened your eyes, you’d see the truth—that they dumped you here to get rid of you.”

“YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW THAT?” Zim explodes, planting his tiny hands in Dib’s chest and shoving. The boy lands painfully on his ass. “I’m not stupid, Dib.” His name is spat like an insult. “I know they don’t care about me! Why do you think I try so hard?”

Dib gapes at Zim, looking up at him for once, stunned into silence. “I.” He swallows. “You know?”

“Of course, I know.” Zim’s voice is a low hiss and his eyes are narrowed to slits. “You don’t get banished and then just get over it. You don’t get put on trial to defend your life, forced to relive your worse mistakes, and get sentenced to death, only to be saved by freak miracle, and never acknowledge it happened.” Zim takes a deep breath and crosses his arms over his chest. Dib supposes he means for it to look intimidating, but it looks more like he’s holding himself together. “I’ve always known.”

“Why do you try so hard then? If you’ve always known there was no point?” Dib has to ask, has to know, has to hear the words from Zim’s own mouth.

Zim purses his lips and turns away. “There was always a point.” He falls silent for a moment, one antenna twitching up a bit in thought. “I just… I thought if I was just a little better, if I accomplished something important for once, that… I don’t know, that maybe I’d.” He pauses and grits his teeth. “Maybe if I actually managed to take over this filthy planet I’d be worth something for once.”

Day 2. Be Gay Do Crime (LGBTQA+ headcannons)

Dib is bi/pan/demi-ro, Gaz is lesbian, Zim is ace/demi-ro

Headcanons.

Dib seems like the kind of guy that would both take whatever kind of relationship he could get, but also appreciate it. Dib isn’t afraid to work for what he wants and isn’t afraid of things that are “not normal” so I see him being the type to not care about the gender of whoever he eventually decides to date. However, because Dib’s been burned in the past, he would need a deep and sincere emotional relationship to see someone as a potential romantic partner.

Gaz is just a big lesbian. Girls, man.

Zim is ace all the way baby!!! He’s just not interested, and sure, part of that is me projecting, but it just feels right for Zim to just… not care. He has no interest and doesn’t care for sexual attraction regardless of whether or not Irkens do/can/will have sex or not. On the other hand, Zim has expressed a softer side before and I can see him being able to maybe eventually develop romantic feelings for someone if he actually manages to get close enough to them for those kinds of feelings to even emerge. It would take a lot of time and a deep, meaningful friendship, but Zim has shown he’s capable of love. He just has to let himself feel it.

Day 3. Fandom Appreciation

Found family fuck yeah

Headcanons.

I’m still in the process of thinking about how I wanna go about my found family au so here’s just some initial ideas

After ETF, Zim self isolates for a bit. The florpus hole was his Last Ditch Effort plan and had it succeeded, he knew he would have been destroyed too. He was okay with it. He had made peace with it. However, it failed, and now he’s forced to reflect on said failure

The Massive doesn’t escape the florpus. They’re gone, completely. If they the ship does manage to get out, it’s not in one piece

I initially couldn’t decide if The Trial should come Before ETF or After but I think im gonna say before so the Massive doesn’t have to come back lmao

Before too long, Zim jumps back into the planning/scheming swing of things, but his ideas are never more than petty crimes and being a huge annoyance

Dib gets really annoyed with him and they have a big argument

Zim finally admits to knowing of his own Defectiveness

Dib reluctantly feels bad for him and backs off a bit to let Zim have his space

Zim, however, sees this as a betrayal and redoubles his efforts to get his attention

Somewhere along the way, Skoodge comes back and Zim backs off of Dib a bit, having someone else to focus attention on

Dib eventually begins to offer Zim his hand in friendship (phrased as a truce at first) and they finally make steps towards getting along

They realize they actually really like being friends

Zim eventually realizes that he’s made a life for himself, outside of the Empire

Eventually Zim, Skoodge, GIR, Minimoose, Dib, and Gaz form their own little family and explore space and hunt cryptids

(I love cryptid hunter and space exploration aus holy shit)

Day 4. If IZ had a different setting/time period

Cyberpunk??? Sure

Potential idea maybe.

Cyberpunk dystopian future

Aliens and humans intermingle, both on and off Earth

The Irken Empire has gotten bigger

Technology is advanced and cybernetics are widely known/produced

Idk man I don’t know a lot about cyberpunk, maybe this should be more for the aesthetic

Day 5. Aesthetic

Big shrug man idk

Headcanons, thoughts.

I’m a big fan of fashion Zim, and whenever I get the chance I give him clothes that are both cute and comfortable

Galaxy print leggings are a personal favorite of mine to give him

One time I wrote a little ficlet/oneshot where he wore a skirt. I should publish that some day

Uhhhhhh okay so. Dib has veeeeeery big early 2000s emo/punk vibes tbh

Scene kid GIR always makes me laugh

Gaz could pull off pastel goth like no one’s business

I’ve been here long enough to witness emo/scene hair wig Zim and his eventual fall lmfao

Pretty much everyone that redesigned them back in the day gave Zim emo kid hair that fall perfectly over one eye it was WILD

Day 6. What if IZ was a different Genre?

Uhhhh does “fantasy instead of scifi” count?

Potential idea maybe. (oops it ended up being a fantasy/modern magic au haha ooooops)

Instead of being an alien, I had the idea of, maybeeeeee Irkens are like. Elves maybe, or perhaps some kind of fae. (I don’t know much about fae, oops)

Okay bear with me here, this is all coming together in real time.

The Irkens (which is what I’m gonna call their clan or faction or subrace or whatever) still want to be the rulers or something over the humans/other mystical beings. This world of magic is hidden from humans and they live blissfully unaware. There are invaders all over the place, using magic and glamors to trick humans into thinking they’re also humans. Zim is one such invader and just to happens to end up in Dib’s town, whereupon he enrolls in Dib’s school, pretending to be a transfer student.

I have no idea why or how the Irkens invade or what methods they use, but since my biggest experience with elves is through DND, I’m going to say they’re functionally similar to certain DND elf races.

So anyway, Zim ends up in Dib’s class and Zim’s glamor just Doesn’t Work on Dib for whatever reason (maybe Dib passed his Wisdom saving throw while literally everyone else failed, idk) and so Dib can immediately see Zim for what he is.

Dib is still into paranormal type stuff, though in his world, he’s less about cryptids and aliens and more about the magical species/world(s) that he KNOWS exists. His big goal in his au is similar to canon in that he wants to expose it all for recognition and love from his father.

Zim, meanwhile, he just wants to prove himself, just like canon. I can’t decide how I want the Irken hierarchy to go in this au—that’s something to think about later, when I have more time—but whatever it is, Zim is either a) not very good at it, b) not suited for it, c) ridiculed for not fitting in to it, or d) a combination of any or all of these things. (or secret option e) he rejects it but has no where else to go. On the other hand, it maybe be none of these things.)

GIR is here too though he’s probably not a robot. Maybe he’s another kind of magical being, or, hell, maybe he’s just Zim’s little brother. I’d be okay with that.

Gaz can also see through glamors but she just doesn’t care. Tak shows up at some point to get revenge, and Skoodge also shows up at some point to stay with Zim and be his friend.

Zim is bad at blending in at first, but he eventually Does get better, since he’s not totally isolated from other Irkens here and he also doesn’t Look like an alien.

(I’m thinkin’ elves in this au look Mostly human but with a few differences. Since I’m biased and this is MY fantasy world, damnit, elves are just. Really Pretty. Ethereal and elegant and graceful (for the most part—there are always exceptions) and they’re also great at magic. Maybe Zim isn’t all that great at magic, I dunno. I’ll figure something out.)

This ended up being less of a genre change and more of a whole ass au, lol oops

Day 7. Role swap

Chanting: human zim au human zim au human zim au human zi

Drabble. This is for an ongoing species swap au that i’ve had in development for the last few years. i haven’t posted anything for it yet, but I’ve thought about it a lot

Dib freezes as Zim points the plastic water gun at his head. Zim’s eyes are narrowed, lips pursed, and he adjusts his grip almost nervously. Behind him, Gir is holding a bucket full of water balloons and a pair of neon green star shaped sunglasses. It’d be cute if Dib wasn’t aware of how painful Earth water is to his Irken skin.

Zim finally lowers his gun slightly. “I want some answers, alien.” He looks Dib over with critical eyes. “Who are you really, and why are you here?” He reaches back and Gir hands him a water balloon with a big smile. “And you better tell the truth or I’ll bust this over your big head.”

Dib grimaces and watches the balloon. “My name Dib, and I’m a scientist. I’m an Irken, from Irk, and I’m here to learn more about life on this planet.” He holds his hands up, hoping to placate the human gesture for surrender. “I’m not here to harm you or anyone else, promise.”

Zim huffs. “Yeah right. I bet you just came here to laugh at the locals.” He puts on a mocking voice and waves the gun and balloon as he speaks. “‘Stupid, stinking humans. They can’t even travel beyond their own moon, yet. What morons. I bet they descended from pigs with how horrible and stupid they are.’” He jams the gun against Dib’s chest. “Tell me I’m wrong.”

Dib bites his lower lip and looks away. He can’t deny he hasn’t thought something similar since arriving on Earth, but Zim didn’t have to be so crude and blunt about it.

The two are at a standoff for almost a minute before Zim blows out a long sigh and steps back. He turns to put the balloon back in the bucket, gives Gir a pat on the head, and shoots Dib one last glare. “Stay away from me, Dib. I have enough problems to deal with without having to worry about whether or not it’s safe for my brother to go to school or if I need to watch my back while walking my dog.”

“I wouldn’t hurt you,” Dib says, a little put out.

Zim scoffs and rolls his eyes. “Yeah, I’ve heard that one before. I know better than to believe it.” He turns and tries to smile at Gir but it comes out a little twisted and sad. “C’mon Gir. Let’s go home and get Minimoose and take him to that dog park you like so much.”

Gir gasps and lets out a cheer. “Can we go get ice cream afterwards?”

Zim gives a little laugh, smile turning a bit more genuine. “Yeah, sounds good.”

As they walk away Dib can’t help but wonder why he ever thought Zim was an Irken himself.

#izweek2020 #invader zim #invader zim week #zim #dib #role swap #species swap #iz fantasy au #to be named later #i had nooooo idea how to write about the aesthetics prompt #it really isnt a good writing prompt #tho it's given some FANTASTIC art #i wasnt gonna do this at all bc the prompts arent very writer friendly #but i wrote the angst thing and then i wanted to write some stuff for the role swap #and now here we are #enjoy!!!#mine #kiera writes fics

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churropii · 5 years

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Hooo boi, here I go-

So, because of my Invader Zim hype (that never went away, it just rested deep inside my heart) I remade my old IZ OC! Yes, I had an OC. Yes, she is my baby girl and I love her so much anyway- Her old name was Tia, and she looked... very different. But here she is, in all her new glory!

So... Meet Biz!

She's a high-rank Invader, was in training along with Zim and suprise, suprise, she fell in love with him. She has.. Very murderous tendencies, but is shy and kind-hearted over all. Biz is a head taller than Zim, and she was sent to Earth to help him. Mostly to get him out of the Tallests faces and because she kinda begged to go to him because she missed him-

Her SIR unit is called Tia, and I have yet to actually design them, so... Yeah. That's that. Uhm, they're great friends with Gir! Yeah.

She sees Zim as her tiny, yelling husband and kinda feels the need to protect him because he's shorter and keeps getting his butt into trouble. And Zim really admires his tall, amazing mate?? They love eachother so much, wowie- (I'm sorry okay, but years of held back love for Zim is taking it's tool an me and I just want him to have a happy life and good relationship, so I'm giving it to him mYSELF-)

Her main human disguise is a 12 year old, kinda emo girl that loves space. She has a mother, 2 siblings (All fake, of course) and her siamese cat, Tia. Biz gets along good with Dib and Gaz. Dib doesn't suspect her... That much. She tends to stick to Zims side and kinda talks in his slang about humans and human things but other than that is rather careful with how she acts around the Membrane siblings.

Biz also really admires Professor Membrane. Because, wow, a tall, smart and really important human?? Very good.

#I am desperate at this point #Vut you cannot believe how much I want to give love to Zim so what is the best way?#Make an OC to love him #Anyway she is my daughter and I love her #She's been trough alot and I made her when I was like... 11 #So I'm glad I changed her and put her out there again #Expect alot of Zim stuff now because hoo boi I'm in it #I'm not sorry #Invader Zim #OC #YviArt

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williamsockner · 6 years

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LGBT+ Identity in the Time of Mindless Self Indulgence

Mindless Self Indulgence isn’t an act that could have flourished at any other time. The emo/pop punk wave was gathering steam; hip hop was still a novelty one could distinguish themselves from the flock by cribbing. “Random” Invader Zim-style humor was in the decline, while “edgy” no-limits humor was skyrocketing. Nerds hadn’t become the dominant force they are today, but due to the internet and the rise in manga and anime sales in the United States, they were able to access nerdy content much more easily. Youtube was taking off, music piracy was booming, and reliance on both radio and local record-store gatekeepers was at a low for young music fans.

Perhaps most critically, our national understanding of politics and identity at the time, particularly LGBT+ identities, was in a different stage of development than it is today. “Punching up” vs. “punching down” was not a concept that most people considered in their comedy. “It’s just a joke” was more widely accepted as an excuse for transgressive entertainment than it is today. “I’m an equal opportunity hater” was a common refrain.

Early in their career, the band released multiple tracks where Jimmy Urine, a man who was certainly not black, used the n-word. The “Pantyshot” cassingle was a treasured possession among MSI fans, featuring an early song that supposedly lost them a record deal due to being about lusting over a 5 year-old. Little Jimmy Urine sold kisses for a dollar to fans after shows, including to the teenagers. As a whole, the band made punchlines of racial and sexual slurs, rape and child abuse, school shootings, prostitution, drug use, incest, and just about every other taboo under the sun.

The understanding was that none of it was real and that none of it had any real consequences. Calling someone a faggot didn’t matter if we were all in on the joke, that homophobia was stupid. Words were just words. The identity of the speaker didn’t matter so long as their ideology was clear. It was something of an inversion of the way we publicly navigate comedy now, in that their identity determines where on the ladder they are to punch up or down, and the contents of their ideology is of minimal consequence compared to the text of their words. The context of a joke is not a matter of what the audience believes, but of the many complexities of hierarchy that society as a whole believes.

“Who cares?” asks 2008. “It’s just words.”

“How could it not matter?” answers 2018. “Words create culture.”

So LGBT+ identity in the era of Mindless Self Indulgence.

Describing the difference between 2005 and 2018 to young queer people is a source of anxiety for me, because I feel like the old woman talking about how she walked uphill both ways to the library if she wanted to read a book. It’s difficult, however, to put in perspective how quickly the culture around LGBT+ identities has changed. As dangerous as it is for queer kids today, they have much freer access to information about their resources and history than we did, and far greater representation in all forms of media.

When I was a teenager, I was the first person openly LGBT at my school, and my only point of reference for LGBT identities were Rosie O’Donnell and Elton John. There was no “Born This Way” yet, no Halsey and Hayley Kiyoko and Ellen Page, no Troye Sivan and Adam Lambert and Frank Ocean, no Miley Cyrus, no Laverne Cox. There were no empowerment ballads.

Which was fine, because I didn’t want empowerment ballads anyway. I felt disgusting. In reckoning with my LGBT+ identity, I felt small, broken, repulsive, confused, discarded and doomed. I was sickened in my own skin and filled with self-loathing because of my sexual orientation. Sometimes I still am. When I was 15, I drew a map of my heart, and in between the “fields of sexual insecurity” and “possibly irreparable damage” I had written “guilt!” several times and underlined it.

“You’re beautiful” didn’t only feel false, it felt invalidating. I was fiercely defensive of my self-hatred. I was working so hard at it, spending so much time and energy convincing myself I deserved the beating I was giving myself. To this day the barriers I’ve put up against generic bromides persist, and songs like “Scars to Your Beautiful” or “Roar” make me cringe. Maybe someone gets something out of them, but I can only think of the teenagers like me who used that sort of sentiment as fuel for their own self-abuse. I remember once bursting into tears at a “Jesus Loves You” sticker because it served as proof that the whole world was playing a joke on me, telling me that someone so unlovable should have some hope.

It was impossible to internalize that queerness was not dirty, unnatural and loathsome. Any attempt to break that association was drown out by the rest of the messaging we were receiving and our own tried-and-true mental gymnastics. Reassurance could not reach us at the bottom of the well.

At the time, I was obsessed with Mindless Self Indulgence with the kind of all-consuming adoration that only teenagers can possess. I aped frontman Little Jimmy Urine’s fashion, writing slogans across my coats with white tape. “What Do They Know” and “Cocaine and Toupees” were my ringtones, much to my mother’s chagrin. I had catalogues of bootlegs, lovingly sorted and pressed to CD. Mindless Self Indulgence populated my artwork, both in classroom doodles and in art pieces for my portfolio that I labored on for weeks. They were the subject of my college application essay. I met my first love on an MSI forum (which I moderated) and lost a few romantic relationships over my inability to talk about anything else. I owned every shirt. When I was hired on at Barnes & Noble’s music section, I would nominate Frankenstein Girls Will Seem Strangely Sexy for the staff recommendation shelf every single week, and whenever it inevitably got recalled to the warehouse for lack of sales, I’d order it right back.

Sometimes my friends and I would go to the mall parking lot at night and blast Mindless Self Indulgence from my car, dancing around the empty lot with our striped stockings, fingerless gloves and Hot Topic trip pants.

This band kept me from killing myself.

“I’m filthy, disgusting, horrible, irredeemable,” we’d say. “People tell us we’re beautiful and we know they’re lying. I’m a freak.”

“Yeah, you’re fucking ugly,” the music said. “So what? So’s everything else. Have some fun with it.”

Despite the fact that Jimmy Urine has never publicly labeled himself with an LGBT identity, we young LGBT MSI fans claimed him as our own. We enshrined the article where he described being sexually attracted to anyone regardless of gender. We imitated and revered his gender fuckery onstage, the skirts, the pink suits and tutus, the eyeliner, his yelping falsetto leaping up from the masculine shouting, the way he danced. We pored over lyrics - that we transcribed ourselves in many cases, through multiple listens and endless debate - for those nuggets of same-sex attraction and gender ambiguity.

“I make a good girl but I make a terrible boy,” went one song. “These things in my pants that we’re all waiting for, I never really knew what that thing down there was used for,” went another. And the most sacred text of all was “Faggot”, off Frankenstein Girls Will Seem Strangely Sexy, the most beloved record of the vast majority of hardcore MSI fans.

“I played that shit straight / blowing suckas to the side hopin' I get laid / now everybody knows / no way in hell I can ever live it down”.

Shit was a revelation.

Kitty, the drummer of Mindless Self Indulgence, once said of the band’s LGBT fans that listening to MSI’s music was like vomiting: it hurts at the time, but then you feel better. You got it out. And the band always cultivated their relationship with their LGBT fans. Gay marriage was one of the few political issues they openly took a stance on, in a time when states like my own were amending constitutions to protect themselves from Massachusetts’ same-sex marriages.

Thus, we had a place where we felt simultaneously seen and valued by the band, and unseen amongst the chaos surrounding us. The irreverent humor of the band created a safe space where homosexuality could be disgusting, but so was everything else. There was no shame at an MSI concert. You were listening to a man famed for drinking his own urine sing about whipping his meat out, who cared if you liked to kiss girls? That’s old news. We’re all freaks down here at the bottom of the well.

I’m 28 now, and I don’t know if the kids these days have an equivalent band. I don’t know if there’s a market for it anymore; I’m sure there will always be queer kids who have internalized the awful message that they are inherently unlovable, but I’m not sure if they can’t find more accessible and more inherently positive panaceas. I see mutations of the same style of humor in Willam from RuPaul’s Drag Race and in some of the undercurrents of Tumblr’s teen humor. “We’re goblins, trash, garbage babies.”

“Yeah,” my inner child says. “I fucking feel that.”

The paradigm of humor has changed since 2008, at least in my circles, and the reasons for that are manifold, political, social, capitalistic. In many ways, it’s been a good thing: bigotry can be exposed rather than cloaked in excuses. A basic understanding of social inequality is presumed of most audiences. People are responsible for the impact of their words, not the intent. “Equal opportunity hater” is seem for what it is: intellectually lazy and blinkered, the refuge of white guys who don’t want to own up to the fact that some jokes aren’t funny.

But I’ll always have a place in my heart for comedy that meets people where they’re at. Where we’re at isn’t always beautiful or acceptable or healthy, but sometimes it’s the place where we need the laugh most.

#music #personal #lgbt stuff #humor #mindless self indulgence #jimmy urine #sorry guys i can't figure out how to text break

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samthecookielord · 5 years

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Hewwo yall welcome back to another "*insert thing here* as told by someone who's never seen it"

And guess what im doing now?

Its probably obvious if youre seeing this while scrolling through the tag

Its Invader Zim uwu

I have never in my life seen invader zim before so uh yeah here we go

First imma draw the characters ive heard of/seen before without searching for a reference then imma try to guess the plot i guess lol

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Okay so

I think this is Zim?

Do they have antennas??? Idk lol

I think the human boi and the alien boi are the same?? From what ive seen? Like i think the human is just zims disguise. Unless theyre actually seperate people then oof

They radiate chaotic energy

And i think this is Gir

Ive heard that Gir is an emo gamer and i think theyre also this dog plush thing? Im not sure what it is but it looks like a dog to me

I also heard something about two really tall alien people called Tallest Purple and Red(?) and isk i think they looked the same but with slightly different colours (from memory anyways)

So anyways these were the only characters i remember lol

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Ok moving on to guessing the plot

Ok i think zim and gir crash lands on earth or tried to invade it but got attached or something and instead decided to do random stuff that often destroys stuff and actually i have no idea who the villain is is there just no villain im just gonna assume that or is zim the villain

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Oof anyways people who actually know about invader zim tell me how accurate i was and how many characters i completely didnt know existed

#Random stuff #Invader zim #tallest purple #invader zim gir #Atbswnst #Iz

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greensconnor · 5 years

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tell me about your ilitw mc for the mc ask game

miles griffinshoodie you literally deserve the WORLD for this tae is my favourite and i would die for you

ilitw mc: tae myoung

how tall are they?

tae is the shortest of my male mcs at 5′6″ please press f for him

how do they tend to dress?

wears a lot of dark colours, as a sort of post-emo aesthetic, like he’s trying to reach toward aesthetically goth but he hasn’t quite made it because you can pry his old my chemical romance shirts from his cold, dead hands and if janefield couldn’t kill him what CAN? he loves hoodies and big jackets and funky t-shirts, plus he likes to accessorize with weird things to make the outfit look more interesting (has used a bike lock as a belt once). he also LOVES painting his nails and usually does them to match whatever colour he’s dyed his hair (orange in it lives beneath) + he has like. a bunch of ear piercings and a nose ring.

do they like how they look?

yeah! he used to be a bit self-conscious of it in high school but when cody and jocelyn started bullying him he sort of leaned into it out of spite

are they an only child or do they have any siblings?

he’s an only child! his parents are really hard working and didn’t really have enough time for another child, but he has a good relationship with them even if they’re a little bit distant at times.

are they a morning person or night owl?

night owl, but only because he’s had trouble sleeping after jane’s accident. he was never really a morning person anyway, but now his sleep schedule is all kinds of fucked up and he tends to sleep in late because he goes to bed at such odd times.

are they a cat person or a dog person?

both and you can and will not make him choose, but since he actually owns a cat right now he leans more toward cat person (that doesn’t mean when hilda comes barreling toward him full force he’s disgruntled. he welcomes his death by fluffy slobber takedown with open arms and a grin upon his face)

got any favourite foods?

got drunk once and texted connor about how he could literally live on dumplings forever ahskshs. honestly he loves anything in that vein, no matter where it comes from; if it’s dough stuffed with assorted meats and veges he’s going feral for it. he also LOVES bread. his favourite type is ciabatta but to help with his depression he started making his own bread and he loves baking loaves for his friends!

how about favourite drinks?

pussy energy drink™

what are their favourite movies/tv shows?

tae’s a big fan of animated cartoons! he still loves invader zim for the nostalgia factor, and he’s big on things like star wars: the clone wars and the avatar series. he has selective taste in anime by which i mean he’s only watched the classics like naruto and sailor moon. he also loves the original sabrina the teenage witch series, loves buffy, and his favourite movie is everything is illuminated!

do they have any hidden talents?

apparently monster fighting is one but aside from that tae is a pretty decent artist, although he just draws as a hobby!

do they believe in love at first sight?

not really! tae thinks you have to get to know someone before you can really love them as a person, but he thinks there’s definitely a word for an immediate interest or connection with someone, just not love.

who is their love interest?

connor green, for whomst the blog is named ahsksdhs. tae went through the Gay Experience of having crushes on his friends and on his friends siblings, but connor was the one that sort of stuck the longest because of the time he broke cody’s nose. connor is a lot more stable and less traumatized than the others, and he’s kind of the rock that tae needs, plus they’re just snarky little shits to each other constantly but at least their music tastes don’t clash!

what are they afraid of?

tae struggles with being in darkness after the janefield incident, and he tends to get spooked pretty easily by loud noises, but a lot of his fears stem from his ptsd, especially his fear of spiders since he was never afraid of them before the incident.

what are their guilty pleasures?

he really likes 80′s cartoons that are kind of. bad. like transformers, the original voltron & she-ra series, etc etc. he also LOVES knight rider even if it’s a little cringy now.

what was their dream job as a kid? is it still their dream?

when he was a kid, tae wanted to be an olympic gymnast! unfortunately he had an accident that messed up his wrist too much for him to be able to compete when he was a bit younger, but his secondary gene was always to be an archaeologist which is what he’s at uni working toward at the end of ilitw!

have they ever broken a bone?

yes! i mentioned he broke his wrist, and he’s also had a bad ankle sprain, a collarbone fracture and a leg break, mostly from him being kind of stupid and reckless as a kid.

have they ever been in trouble with the law?

not really? he’s had like. one speeding ticket in his life but he does dumb things he’s just too smart to get caught

+ three other random facts about them!

he’s a scorpio so he was 17 for most of the events of ilitw, he named his pet crow odin and his cat is named salem, and his favourite item of clothing is connor’s leather jacket which he steals, CONSTANTLY.

ask me about my choices mcs!

#sol.txt #answered #it lives in the woods #ilitw #mc: tae myoung #thank u so much for the ask miles!#javisfreckles

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pastelbatfandoms · 5 years

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ULTIMATE SCENE/EMO ASK GAME

I’m not Scemo anymore (As My Niece calls it) but I thought I’d fill this out anyway.

(´• ω •`)ﾉ。.:☆*:･’ ☆*:.｡. ⊂(･ω･*⊂)

1. Are you more Scene or Emo? I was a bit of both at different times.

2. Were you ever into Never Shout Never? No

3. Fringes or Coontails? Fringe I guess with Big hair.

4. Bright and colourful hair, or dark black hair? Both

5. Gloomy bear or Hello Kitty? Both

6. How often do you shop at a HotTopic? I still do all the time but there not that Emo anymore.

7. How many band posters do you have up? None anymore,that was more when I was a Teen.

8. Have you watched Invader Zim? If so, who’s your favourite character? Yes but not very much of it.

9. Opinion on Gerard Way? I like him. Not as Much as My Niece did though ;)

10. Waffles or Tacos? lol Taco’s

11. Have you played Gaia? Yeah A LONNNG time ago!

12. Dear Maria or Check Yes Juliet? Check yes Juliet

13. Do you drink Monster? No

14. Have you had a scene phase before? Yes

15. Do you make Kandi? No

16. Do you wear a lot of Kandi? I used to

17. Do you have a Blingee account? And/or make Blingees? No

18. Are you a furry? If so, what’s your fursona like? No

19. Do you listen to BVB, AA, or BMTH? idk who they are... I mainly listened to MCR,FOB,Boys like Girls,Bullet for My Valentine,cute is what we aim for,underoath and cobra starship. to name a few.

20. Do you have Funko Pops? yeah,idk what that has to do with being Scemo..?

21. Do you watch Anime? yes since I was a kid

22. Do you play Animal Jam? No

23. Are you okay? lol yep

24. Are you Lol Xd Randum??sigh sure

25. Opinion on Nyan Cat? funny

26. Big hair or big accessories? hair

27. Did you ever have a MySpace? Do you still? I did

28. Want any emo/scene tattoos? No

29. Have any emo/scene tattoos? No

30. Do you like Furbies? kinda

31. xD, Xd or XD?

32. Do you like Care Bears? yes

33. Is Avril Lavigne a clone? No...

34. Do you want fangs? Not real one’s. when I was younger I was convinced I had some. but then I thought I was a Vampire too.

35. Does emo/scenecore make you happy? it did

36. Have you dyed your hair? If so, what colours and how long ago? yes,Red a year ago. It’s also been Purple,Black,Blond,Blond with Brown underneath,Cherry Red,Auburn and Fuchsia.

37. Do you want/have any piercings? My ears and no

38. Do you wish you were in a band? Nah

39. What Warrior Cats clan are you in? dont read it.

40. Is Gir annoying? No

41. Have you ever played Imvu? yes

42. Are you a Killjoy or a Youngblood? as in MCR??

43. Do you have any emo/scene friends irl? I did

44. Who’s your favourite scene/emo blog? none

45. Do you wear Converse? No

46. Does “Rawr” mean “I love you” in Dinosaur? sure

47. Favourite Pokemon? Charmander

48. Do you like Decora fashion? yes

49. Do you like Sparkle Dogs? ??

50. Show us the most emo/scene picture of you!

In 2008/2009

You can’t tell but in the top photo I’m wearing a FOB Tshirt and Hoodie and in the photo below I’m wearing an Abbey Dawn Hoodie and Skull Tie. Also yes I was a big fan of Twilight back then lol

In 2010

I had on a pink Vintage MLP shirt also ^

#scemo #scenesters #emo #survey #scenemo

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