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#tumblr is NICE i like it here i can yell into the void and something a mouse squeaks back idk
byronicbi · 6 months
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listen if this site goes down find me by stepping out into your local woods and hollering out Don Henley's The Boys of Summer because that's the end for me.
all my other socials are "professional"-based for the exception of a locked twit acc that stays between me and like 6 mutuals that have already been trapped with me for the past decade.
gonna end up going back to scrap-booking. "check out the blue tabs for all matthew lillard related content" and it's just pages of printed out pictures of Shaggy, Stu, and movie!Afton.
either that or we're gonna start sharing memes on the AO3 comments section.
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floweryfandomnerd · 1 month
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#will delete later if I remember to just need to yell into the void#why is my art doing so badly on here lately aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#I thought it was just cause I was drawing for other fandoms and not just shuake#but even my shuake posts are doing so bad compared to how they used to I'm ?????#Like I think my art has gotten better yet it's just getting so little interaction#it is so disheartening like I might as well just stop sharing it idk#I love drawing and wouldn't stop but like if no one even likes it then idk the point in sharing it#and this is just like ugh#self pity but whatever. I want people to like my art enough to actually share it and say something nice about it#also saying this on main instead of my art blog to not guilt anyone ig feel free to ignore this#but it's frustrating#every time I think I'm happy with my art regardless of how well it does my brain likes to remind me that it isn't happy actually#which is so dumb!! cause I DO like my art. I like drawing it! and I like learning things about what I'm drawing too!!#but if something does bad on tumblr then suddenly I don't like it. adhd rsd how I loathe thee#also like my art has been doing better on twitter than tumblr and yet twitter does not offer me the same serotonin as tumblr this is bs#why would 200 notes on tumblr make me happy but I barely care about what I get on twitter as long as it's above 50#and yet it is twitter giving me the 200 notes wtf#it's not even doing bad on twitter why is my brain beating me up on this I swear to god#if anyone read this thanks for caring ig lmao#but fr like can my brain stop being a bitch about this#the twitter people are liking the art even if tumblr isn't really. chill out#anywayyyyy I have shouted into the void now thank you#I think I should stop drawing and play breath of the wild for a while#it would fix me <3
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stellar-mop · 6 months
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The Coffin of Andy and Leyley has me thinking about gender and gender roles a lot. I know other people have done more in-depth analysis of this, but I'm just gonna throw my thoughts out into the void of tumblr (the void is welcome to yell back, just be nice please)
I think one of the things that makes these characters fascinating especially for me as a vaguely-agender nonbinary person is like the places I can see where their gender is impacting their interactions and choices. Like changing the gender of the characters would fundamentally change their story and personality (love y'all's genderswap AUs tho, this is not an objection).
Something I'm not sure how to articulate super well is how the game interacts with like neurodivergence gender stereotypes. On the surface level they line up with the "women are emotional and men aren't allowed to show feelings" set of gender stereotypes. But I think there's another layer if you look at it through the lens of how societal pressures around mental illness and gender intersect especially in like school-aged kids/teens. Like Andrew being the "easy child" and Ashley being... Ashley. In not-particularly-nuanced terms: "boy" neurodivergence shows as acting out and being a problem child (which Ashley does), and "girl" neurodivergence gets hidden via masking and passivity (which Andrew does). I think it's neat that this is contrary to societal expectations - like this would be a very different story if Andrew was a pushy chaotic mess and Ashley was apathetic but seething under the surface. Because gender! What's even up with that?
Less sfw thoughts under the cut, including some coffincest stuff. Warnings for unhealthy relationships and attitudes towards sex:
The way Ashley and the mom talk about sex is fascinating. I've read some really good analyses on here about Ashley thinking about sex as transactional and I think she gets that from her mom. In that one scene ("you fuck her") the mom asks Andrew something like "what does she give you to make it worth it?" Like, the only reason she can think of for why Andrew wants to spend time with Ashley is sex. That says a lot about the mom as a person (also wow she really does see zero value in Ashley as a person wtf), and probably the way Ashley was raised to think about sex. And that's a very gendered (like cishet women specifically) view of sex. Like sex in a relationship as something to be tolerated, and for Ashley "another way to keep him around".
But I'm also wondering about the flip side of that, like is the mom only tolerating the dad for sex? Because I don't really get the impression that she likes him very much, but they textually have a very active sex life. If so, this is also sort of counter to societal gender roles/expectations. I really don't like the parents but they're such fascinating characters too.
I guess my point with all this is like we got distracted by the cannibalism and murder and incest and demon summoning, but there's some really neat and subtle stuff about gender in here that I want to talk about too! It's just so well written there's so much depth
*slaps roof of game* this bad boy can fit so much dysfunction!
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mistress-ofmagic · 1 year
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Around The Realms in 80 days- Chapter 17
Pairing: Reader x Loki
Story summary: You have fallen through a portal during the convergence into Asgard and come face to face with Thor, and his brother Loki. With no way to return, you must travel with the two men and their hoard of asgardian soldiers to get back home. Things get from bad to worse when you have to share a tent with the god of mischief himself.
Notes: Um hello!!! I said there would be another chapter shortly for all of you who interacted with my last post mawahah! I'm so sorry this has taken me an insane amount of time I had about a three month break from writing and Tumblr and I've been very quiet! I won't go into all the details but it's been some ride but I am back finally and I hope to god some of you are still out there in the void answering me! Hope you enjoy this latest instalment, I feel a bit out of practice writing so I hope it doesn't seem disjointed or anything! Hopefully I won't leave it quite as long for the next chapter!
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“What about this one?” 
The book shop was warm and pretty crowded, it felt like you had been in for hours. Still, it was nice to be doing something normal…right? 
Leaning against the wall, your thoughts flitted back. You had actually gone up to bed eventually last night and snuck in next to Loki. You had woken to an empty bed again. 
If there was something you had noticed about Loki it’s that he was an early riser, not something you could ever relate to. 
You had laid in bed for a while, pondering over if you had made the right decision. Internally groaning, you realised that you literally had nothing to wear for today again. 
The people of New York are going to think I’m heavily into the medieval vibe you thought sadly, mentally running through the Asgardian dresses you owned trying to work out which would be the least LARP-y. Either that or go for the office aesthetic again, not something you were particularly interested in. 
Finally, you had forced yourself up to face the horror inside the wardrobe (after a few attempts of waving your arms around like a maniac thanks to Tony’s technology). You opened it up and…
You blinked. 
Had you accidentally transported yourself into someone else’s bedroom?
The wardrobe was filled with….well, normal earthly clothes in your size.  Shirts, trousers, skirts, even some dresses that weren’t giving a peasant girl vibe.
“What the fuck?”
You took out a shirt that you would actually wear. Just in time, you heard the door to the apartment open.
“Loki did you…make me some clothes?” You yelled through.
He came into the bedroom, rubbing his hair with a little towel.
Jesus, you had to get your hormones under control, who gave him the right to look so pretty immediately after working out? If this was going to be a regular sight every morning you had got to stop reacting so viscerally. 
“What are you squawking about now?”
“Did you…magic these clothes up for me?”
Loki raised a brow nonchalantly
“Well you were yapping about not having any clothes yesterday.” He stared at you and you stared back, incredulously. 
He rolled his eyes,
“Fine I’ll get rid of them. Honestly make up your mind up. You complain about a lack of clothing and then complain when you have some…” He muttered. 
“Hey, wait, I’m not complaining.”
“You’re not? That’s unusual.” 
“It just…it just took me by surprise that’s all. It was…nice.” 
Loki stared at you with his brow slightly furrowed, as if you were a puzzle he was yet to figure out. 
Your insides twisted funnily. 
“So…thanks.” You gave an awkward smile. 
Loki tutted,
“I only did it because now you don’t have to spend any time today shopping for garments and we can focus on my book shopping instead.” He headed towards the kitchen. 
You rolled your eyes.
“Sure.” You murmured, rummaging through your new clothes. 
Now, you were stood in a book shop, dressed, curtesy of Loki, while you waited for him to pick out his books. 
You had been kind of concerned when stepping out with him, that you might get attacked or something since you know, you were chaperoning the guy who destroyed New York after all, but to your surprise, barely anyone had given you a second glance. 
People only see what they want to see after all and you doubted anyone had expected Loki to be wandering down the street. 
“How many books can one person have? You’re so old, surely you’ve already read like every book in existence?” You moaned. 
Loki shot you a pointed look but ignored your statement. 
You turned round and browsed the shelf half-heartedly in front of you. Your interested piqued slightly, realising that there were some books in a similar vain to your examinations yesterday; ones that even Tony didn’t have in his collection. A particular book caught your eye, 
“Norse mythology for dummies.” 
Checking over your shoulder to make sure Loki wasn’t looking at you, you picked the book up and started flicking through. 
With one last sly look at Loki, you jumped to the part about the man himself. There was a silly little picture of him looking rather impish, with red hair and jester like clothing. 
You chuckled darkly, “suits him.”
You stared at him through your peripheral, trying to spot any similarities and struggled to find any with this cartoonish picture. You wondered if Loki realised how he was typically portrayed in books and if it upset him at all, he was rather vain after all. You found a biography section that you skimmed through. 
“Loki has been described as the trickster god…. a shapeshifter, sometimes taking the form of a horse or an old woman…”
You snorted, putting that on the list of questions to ask him later.
“Loki’s relation with the gods is varied, sometimes he assists them and other times he is malicious towards them…Loki’s father Laufey is a Jotun, hailing from Jotunheim.. little is know about Loki’s mother.” 
Wait..you suddenly remembered the fire demon talking about that.
You quickly flicked to the page about Jotunheim. 
“Jotunheim is the home of the frost giants…”
“What are you doing, mortal?” Loki looked over at you curiously, startling you out of your reading and you snapped the book shut.
“N…nothing. Just doing a bit of homework. I’m going to go and get this book.”
You dodged Loki’s attempt at swiping the book from you and headed to the checkout. 
Smiling briefly at the man behind the cashier, you paid for your book and a bag of sweets, and sat one on of the chairs near the door, returning to your page. 
“A cold and barren world with very little sunlight…” you whispered under your breath as you skim-read the rest of the page. 
There was a brief part on some notable events, including teenage Loki and Thor barely escaping having chased the giants for stealing some apples.
Kind of an over-reaction jeez, reminder to not steal apples on a different planet. 
Also something about Loki loosing an eating contest to someone called Logi (finding out about Loki’s past was turning into a bit of a hoot). And finally Thor having to wrestle an old lady? 
You shook your head. This was ridiculous. Nothing about Loki’s parentage though. You turned the page and found a portrait photo of a Jotun. He looked nothing like Loki, for starters this guy was blue with white markings on his face and chest. 
You sighed and jumped to the pages on Muspelheim, the fire realm, instead. A few seconds looking at some more fire demons made you feel slightly queasy however, and you shut the book. 
Just in time, you caught Loki wandering back over to you with a pretty hefty pile of books. 
“Let’s leave mortal.” He stated, haughtily.
“Did you pay for those?” You asked him. 
Loki rolled his eyes and tutted, but, in his defence, made his way back to the cashier. 
“That will be a no then.” You muttered. 
You watched him, brows raised to see how the man behind the checkout would react. Just as the rest of the public had, he did not seem to be phased despite Loki of Asgard now standing in his shop. In fact, he seemed to even be flirting with him.
Unbelievable. 
“C’mon.” You grumbled once he returned to you grinning rather irritatingly. 
The cooler air outside was a welcome change from the stuffy bookshop. Still, you were used to much cooler Septembers than this, and you missed your home autumn climate. 
A pang of guilt hit you very briefly, as you thought about your family at home. They had seemed happy enough with the idea you were now working with Tony Stark, and you had failed to mention the whole dangerous space travel aspect.
“Have you got everything you wanted?” You turned to Loki. 
“Indeed I have.” 
“Excellent.” You moved to walk back to the towers. 
“Ah.” Loki cleared his throat. “Actually, perhaps we could go to the coffee establishment you mention constantly.”
You blinked.
“You wanna go get coffee with me?” You asked, surprised. 
He smirked,
“I know it must be difficult for a mortal like yourself to believe I would ever grace you with my presence…”
“Oh for…yeah whatever. I didn’t mean it like that, I just meant…”
He continued smirking at you, annoyingly. God he pissed you off.
“Asshole.” You muttered and checked the time on your phone quickly.
“I have about an hour…” You spoke out loud without thinking.
“An hour?” He was still smirking.
“Hm?”
“Going somewhere are we? Surely my escort does not have any other prior engagements?” 
“Gross, please don’t call me your escort.” 
“You haven’t answered the question.” 
“I erm…” You stuttered. 
God why did you feel a twinge of guilt about telling Loki that you were meeting Oliver in the afternoon?
This was stupid, you had nothing to hide. 
Loki continued to peer at you curiously, enjoying your discomfort. 
“I’m meeting up with someone.” 
“Oh?” Lokis smirk dropped finally, his face growing slightly more guarded. 
“Prey tell, who is this mysterious figure?”
You rolled your eyes. “Come on, let’s go to the coffee shop.” 
Loki fell into line next to you. 
“I’m curious, just who could have taken my escorts attention away from me?”
“I told you not to call me that.” 
“You’re avoiding the question mortal.”
You sped up. 
“I’m not avoiding it…”
You were only half listening to him, already deciding what to get at Starbucks. Since there was no Costa in New York. Boo. If you were going to get a coffee later with Oliver, you should probably not get one now or you would be jumping off the walls. It felt too warm still for hot chocolate season though…
Loki caught up pretty quickly with his long legs. 
“You know, I’ve always wanted to go to New York.” You sighed wistfully as you looked around the streets. 
Despite the shit-show that was your life currently, you had a sudden happy feeling flood you. You never believed you would even go to New York, and here you were walking around, enjoying the city. 
“This is kind of cool right? I guess it didn’t settle in before. I really want to do the tourist bits before I leave, like the Empire State Building, central park and the statue of liberty. Maybe go see a show, visit Brooklyn Bridge, go the the Grand Central…hopefully if I survive the fire demons ill get to do them.” 
Loki looked at you funnily,
“Why do you have to go home?”
You squinted up at him. 
“Well I can’t stay here forever, I need to go…beg for my job back probably. I’m running on low funds here and I doubt Stark will let me live in the towers rent free forever like a little pet.” You snorted. 
“And, once this all gets resolved…or you know even if it doesn’t, I’m not an Avenger or even in official employment of Stark. Plus this may surprise you I did have a life before all this.” You paused, “albeit not a very exciting one. Come on, let’s go to this Starbucks.” You stopped outside and entered. 
“What are you going to order?” You asked him. 
Loki rolled his eyes and looked at the board.
“There are far too many options.”
“Yeah, it’s pretty overwhelming. Well, erm, do you like coffee or not so much?”
“It is acceptable.”
“Erm, well there are different types of coffee I guess like espresso if you like a very strong coffee or a latte if you like milkier coffees.” 
He rolled his eyes again.
“I know the different types of coffee, I have been to Midgard before.”
“Jesus. Well then, you can get syrups if you like them sweeter or there are options like frappachinos which are kind of more just milkshakes.”
“What will you be ordering?” 
“My usual, a vanilla latte, my namesake after all.”
“Yes, the drink you had the day we first met.” Loki smirked. 
“You mean the drink you caused me to spill everywhere when you literally pushed me over!”
“Haven’t we had this conversation before? I thought you were a spy.” 
“Didn’t apologise for it though.” You muttered. 
Finally you got to the front of the queue. 
“Hi, I’ll have a vanilla latte please and a -“ You looked expectantly at Loki. 
“Another one.” 
You got your purse out to pay when Loki swiped his card agains the machine. 
“Oh…thanks.”
Loki raised an eyebrow cooly, 
“You said you were low on funds.”
“Er, yeah.” 
After getting your drinks you managed to find a table to sit down on.
You stared at Loki in anticipation, watching him as he took his first sip.
“Well?” You asked, strangely nervous. 
He took a dramatic pause before answering, definitely doing it on purpose to goad you. 
“It’s not…terrible.”
“Woo!” You let out a squeal to which Loki stared at you disapprovingly. 
Taking your own first sip you sighed happily.
“I’ve missed you coffee!” 
“You’re very dramatic about coffee.”
“Well you’re very dramatic about literally everything.” 
Loki sniffed.  “I am not.” 
“You really are. You could win an Oscar.”
“I do enjoy winning things.” He said, proud of himself.
“Okay.” You rolled your eyes. “What books did you get?”
“Hm. I need to improve my Midgardian knowledge it seems so I picked up books on human physiology and theology, as well as this abridged guide to quantum theory.” He snapped his fingers and a huge book that must have been as thick as your head appeared on the table.
“Jesus I’d hate to see the unabridged version.”
“Speaking of human physiology, how is your…affliction?”
You took another sip. “Hm? What affliction?” 
“You know…” He eyed you cautiously. 
You snorted coffee out your nose.
“My period?” You hiccuped.
Loki gave you a look of distaste as he passed you a napkin. 
“Indeed.”
“Do we… let’s actually not talk about that.” 
Loki sighed. 
“Very well. I thought friends were supposed to talk to each other about intimate things. What do you wish to talk about?” 
“Yeah but, you know. You are a 20 million year old alien male, it’s not… well…. some intimate things don’t have to be talked about. It’s not the done thing.” 
“Once again you have no concept of my age. Why does me being a male change anything?”
“Well because… I don’t know really it’s just sort of something woman talk about between themselves, most men don’t want to know I guess.”
“Why would they not want to know?” He asked.
“Erm, I guess…well I don’t know really.” 
“I could turn into a woman if it would make you feel more comfortable.” He took a sip of his drink smugly. 
You eyed him suspiciously, unsure if he was joking. 
“Not right now, that might attract some unwanted attention. Remind me to ask you to do that later though. Or perhaps a horse.”
You expected this to trip him up slightly, one of your current favourite activities but he merely blinked.
“As you wish.” 
“God, can we just talk about something normal for once.”
“Like who you are running off to meet?”
“Er, well no, not that…” 
Speak of the devil… your phone, laying on the table, buzzed and flashed up with Olivers name. Before you had change to grab it, Loki reached across the table and snatched it up with lightning speed. 
“Wh…hey!”
“Whose Oliver?”
You grabbed your phone back.
“We met him yesterday, jeez your memory is bad. And don’t take my phone.”
“I have no recollection of meeting a mortal of that name yesterday.” 
“Er, sure he was in the lab with Stark.”
You checked his message. 
  Oliver: Still okay to meet? Shall I come to Stark Towers?
“Oh.. you mean the moronic head-of-starks-fanclub boy.” 
“What did Oliver ever do to you. He seems nice actually and he messaged me asking to meet up.”
“Ah, so you are running off to meet another boy.”
You snorted, “another boy, please that sounds as if we are on a…never mind. Unlike you, Oliver actually wants to spend time with me.”
Loki leaned back in his chair and looked at you with an odd look on his face. 
“Well I’m here aren’t I?”
You shot him an exasperated look. “Only because I am the only reason you can leave the tower. Be honest Loki, would you really have come out to a bookstore with me if you weren’t under strict  instruction to not go out alone?” 
Loki shifted and blinked,
“Well I…” 
“Exactly. It’s fine I’m not upset but I’m allowed to meet up with people who actually enjoy my company, not just tolerate it.” 
You quickly replied back to Oliver to tell him he could meet you outside the towers.  
“Your company is not always… intolerable.”
“Careful now, that was almost a complement.” 
You sighed and looked around you. Once again, no one had noticed that a dangerous war criminal was sat, relaxing in Starbucks like it was the most normal thing in the world. It felt nice though, to be amongst…normal people going about their every day business, complete unaware that their lives were potentially at stake and you were somehow tasked with ensuring that didn’t happen. God you wished you were just as ignorant, there was no way you fit in with the gods and superheroes you were currently keeping company. 
“Are we prepared for the trip?” You asked him. 
Loki nodded. “I believe Volstagg and Fandral will also be accompanying us.”
Your eyes lit up,
“Aw nice!” 
Loki shot you a dark look. 
“No, not nice. It is highly irritating.”
“Well, the more people we have the better, no?” 
Loki rolled his eyes but didn’t reply. 
You let yourself people watch for a bit longer, watching as a guy ate a sandwich and completely missed his mouth as he read a newspaper. 
“He’s a simpleton.”
You chuckled as the guy looked round in embarrassment, “yeah.” 
“Then why are you meeting up with him?
“What?” You snapped your attention back to Loki. 
“The boy.” 
“Oh…well actually Oliver is super clever he went to Harvard and got an internship with Stark while he was studying.”
“Please, Midgardian education is nothing compared to the far superior Asgardian education. He wouldn’t have even met the entrance criteria.”
“Isn’t Asgard kind of backwards when it comes to things like that though? Seems like there’s kind of a harsh class difference, you know, gods vs the rest of Asgard?” 
“Do not pretend Earth is any better.” He scowled. 
“No, but I’m just saying, maybe Oliver couldn’t have gotten into the schools you went to but wouldn’t that have been because of his states rather than his brains? Also you age so much slower than we do so you have more time to learn things which is kind of an unfair advantage.”
You took a slurp of your coffee.
“You certainly seem to be quite enamoured.” Loki stated, cooly and guarded. 
You blushed in spite of yourself. 
“I…I am not…enamoured.” 
It’s true you were up quite late texting him before Loki got irritated and said the light was disrupting his abilities to sleep and banished your phone to the shadow realm or something. 
Loki stood suddenly.
“Going somewhere?” You asked surprised. 
“If we are going to head back for you to be on time for your rendezvous we should return mortal.” 
“Oh.” You checked the time, he was right. 
He strode off out of Starbucks and as you attempted to catch up, you wondered if he was annoyed you were ditching him for someone else. 
The walk back seemed to be feeling awkward and you felt bad for abandoning him. Which is probably what prompted you to say the following:
“You could come with me and Oliver if you wanted? This afternoon?”
Loki looked at you as if you had suggested he ran around Stark Towers naked doing the cha cha slide. 
“Or not…just a suggestion.”
“Why in the realms would I want to do that mortal?”
“Well I just wondered if you were maybe a bit bored at the towers and would prefer to hang out with some different people for a change.”
“I would not prefer to hang out with you and that midgardian.”
“Jeez I take back my invitation.” 
It was quiet between you again. 
Aw man this sucks. You felt a strong sense of guilt for some reason and was that…a feeling of sadness? Where you…sad that you weren’t spending the rest of the day with Loki? It had been kind of fun spending the morning with him, even with his complete lack of knowledge around what counts as an appropriate conversation. 
You snuck a glance up at him as you walked, laughing inwardly at his outright questions surrounding your menstrual cycle earlier. He looked kind of annoyed, but then again, you mused, his usual facial expression was kind of “mildly irritated” so it was difficult to tell. Loki had the worst case of resting bitch face you had seen.
As you got closer to the Towers, you spotted Oliver waiting for you. You smiled and waved at him as he walked over.
“Hi” He grinned. 
You awkwardly looked at each other, both wondering if you should go in for a hug or not.
“You look nice! I like the more modern look today” He said cheerily. 
“Aw thanks!” 
You could almost feel Loki rolling his eyes behind you.
“Norns above this is sickening. No need to lie mortal boy she looks the same as usual.”
“Are you going to stay here and be rude all afternoon or do you have somewhere else to be?” You shot at him. 
“I have far more important things to do than stand and talk to midgardians.” He sneered.
“Well why don’t you go do them then.”
“Well, I will.”
“Fine.”
“Fine.”
“Goodbye.” You spat. 
You turned to face Oliver who looked slightly unsure at the interaction he had just witnessed. 
“Shall we?” You asked rather briskly and strode off in whatever the opposite direction of Loki was. 
Notes: Let me know what you though! Not sure how many are still out here lol but I hope you enjoyed! Loki is a master of hot and cold!
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biscuityskies · 1 year
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I think it did strike me at this very moment (1:47am, 11 January 2023) just how unhinged tumblr is to me, specifically. And blogs, in general. Allow me to explain.
I come from a somewhat long and arguably very not rich history on Twitter. Multi-faceted, perhaps, but honestly really just a whole bunch of people following me for reasons that I really could not say. Having joined Twitter at a time when I was still figuring out who I was (see also: high school) and then gaining a sudden influx of followers due to reasons I believe were fandom related, those numbers went directly to my head, and I of course began to base my self worth off of them. Is this a good thing? Absolutely not! Have I done the same thing with my AO3 account? For frickin sure! And yet, Twitter is simply me yelling into the utter void, and the void doing jack shit about it.
I made a blog on tumblr at the encouragement of my sister several years ago, because it was where she spent most of her time, and she has a specific tag for me, and I thought it was HILARIOUS that that was something that one could just… do, tag their sibling in posts for said sibling to then peruse later. So, of course I made a blog.
I then ghosted this bitch. It took the near-death experience of Twitter to bring me back to tumblr, where I promptly rediscovered my love for Star Wars, and made a post about it. A POST THAT IS STILL GETTING NOTES. It has over 100 at this point, and it’s SUCH a change of pace, because while on Twitter everything is fast-paced and nothing I say usually gets anything more than two likes, I make one post about this ship I suddenly discovered that I ran headlong into and it’s still getting notes I think well over a month after I made it.
Now, that brings me to my usage of “unhinged”. Literally, “off one’s hinges”. My hinges had been defined to me for the past five years as screaming soundlessly into the void of space and not expecting a reply. I scream about Codywan on Twitter and nothing happens, literally so many tweets go by without a single like (yet now I know exactly how many people see it and don’t interact, have i ever mentioned how fucking stupid an update—). I say one thing about Codywan on tumblr, and it’s still getting notes. And as long as there are Codywan shippers, likely will CONTINUE to get notes, which is also kinda wacky.
Idk. At least here I can yell into the void at 2am and if the void doesn’t answer back I don’t feel bad because I genuinely have no clue how many followers I have, how does this site even work pls I’m still new here
(Also it’s very nice being able to ramble in one post in well over 240 characters. And also formatting?????? What a gift)
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neepin · 2 years
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*punches wall like a feral animal* neEP- I SWEAR TO GOD- I’ve been looking at your art admiringly like a little kid- it’s just so GORGEOUS, FABULOUS, STUNNING, WHY? I know I sound stupid right now, but you need to KNOW! the way to you literally draw lines for fucks sake-! IT’S AMAZING, i’m buzzing-
You’re just, so talented??? I literally can’t help but look up to your art- like i can’t describe it, it’s just- good- I could right an entire essay about it right now. like your art tics my little neurodivergent brain in all the right ways. It fuels me…
HUGGING YOU RIGHT NOWWWKMWNGSGSGWGWG YOUUU… YOUUu….. it’s shit like THIS that keeps me posting on here oh my god like. I was so convinced nobody would see my things on here. I kind of started a tumblr blog so that I would be able to yell into the void and MAYBE have a couple people see my art but I never expected such kind words like this!!!!
AHH if you want advice UHMM uhhhmm i am notoriously awful at offering tips but uhh, I really do just ! Draw. God, I genuinely wish I had something in mind. The best I can really say that works for me is when you draw, draw what you love. Always draw what you enjoy. Branch out from that and experiment with all sorts of things, but having things you enjoy that you can always do back to is really nice. Cause when you do draw things outside of your comfort zone you can always find a new thing that you really enjoy. I dunno man, ! i dunno what I’m saying HAH
There’s so many strict rules with art. But for me art is fun. Make bad art! I love making bad art! Fuck yes !! It’s so much better than agonising over things. Art, for me, is just good fun. But I respect people who really want to perfect their art so much. And I’ll get around to learning anatomy eventually because I want to be able to, but honestly? Just draw stuff. Cause it’s fun. And if you enjoy it, thats when the aspiration to really learn kind of comes in for me? I guess?? If that makes any sense. I’m just saying words I don’t really know how to formulate what I’m trying to say
really though!!!!!! ENOUGH OF MY TED TALK,, I just love to ramble. like. Dude thank you so much for your supportive words. It is so crazy to hear, thank you so so much. I really do appreciate it !!!❤️ things like that is really what keeps my art going. I love hearing what people have to say. So thank you!! I really hope you well!!!
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EXPLAIN THE TOMSKA THING..?
Ok so this was a long time ago so I easily could be misremembering some details.
The gist is that he posted something people found kind of offensive (I don't remember what, therefore I don't remember if we were overreacting or if it was genuinely offensive), and I posted a few screenshots of his tweets that I found to be misogynistic and basically said it turns out he's always had some iffy views. I was just expressing my disappointment that someone I thought was cool was misogynistic. (It may well be that if I saw the same few tweets now I'd see them as ironic or satirical. I don't know.)
Necessary context here is that I was very young, and I had very very few followers and rarely got any interaction with my posts, so was using Tumblr to just ramble into the void with no expectation anyone would read it. I also tagged posts most of the time, so tagged it #tomska without even thinking about it. It was just habit. I don't know if I even knew that he used Tumblr.
Anyway, he saw it. And he reblogged it, and added a very long caption complaining about people like me who dug up the past and couldn't take a joke and posted nasty things about people who would inevitably see them and feel awful. And then I got a bunch of anons yelling at me that I was an awful person and a special snowflake SJW.
I deleted my entire blog and started again under a different URL.
It's worth saying that I do now actually like Tomska's stuff again - not all of it's my thing but I think overall from what I can tell he seems like a nice guy, and I generally like his sense of humour.
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Tag 9 people to get to know better*
from @machine-saint
3 ships / First ever ship: imma do both so i can talk about more
first: white rose, or ruby/weiss for non rwby people. i just love the dynamic, the way they compliment each other, the aesthetic, everything really. also nostalgia because they‘re basically how i learned yuri fanfiction was a thing. no, that‘s in reverse actually, i googled yuri fanfiction and a fanfiction.net list that featured them prominently showed up and the rest is history. also the reason i joined tumblr. also have i told you about my cats weiss and—
sylvaina, or sylvanas/jaina. everyone knows warcraft and sylvanas right? the epitome of broken woman refusing to give up, which is paralleled in jaina on opposite sides of a brutal conflict. it‘s just two deeply hurt women coming together despite or maybe because of themselves, and finding healing where they thought it was beyond them. for some reason that appeals to me, don‘t read into it. also: go read sylvaina fanfiction. genuinely think there’s some of the best fanfiction period here. also also the reason i have a elven necromancer tattooed on my arm, and a cat named sylvanas, maybe—
doctor/kal’tsit. the one arknights ship i‘m genuinely obsessed with and there’s so little for it there, very cruel. there’s just so much here thematically, though. two ancient people trying their best to unfuck a world on a collision course with oblivion, and clashing over it. honestly both are too complex as character’s to break it down easily here, but arknights understanders should get it even if their obsession lies elsewhere. the next time i get a new cat (which hopefully will not be for a while) it‘s gonna be a kelshey
pricefield, max/chloe from life is strange. this one feels the most like a surprise considering my blogging habits, i think. something about telling the universe or fate or whatever to fuck all the way off just stuck with me though. also stole chloe‘s sleeve, and i‘m a bit pissed they blacked it out in the comics for some reason
Last song: alesana - the murderer, very nostalgic. sometimes you just wanna murder a room full of people and yell about it, you know? one of my favorite breakdowns, too. something about shouting are you ready to die? repeatedly is just very nice for letting loose. it‘s also part of a concept album, that in turn is part of a trilogy but let‘s not get into it
Last movie: pacific rim just a few days ago. don‘t really like movies too much but come on, giant robots versus kaijus
Currently reading: a few things. the murderbot diaries by martha wells, for one. taking a robot and letting it be inhuman and still a person and be treated as such is something we need more of. then a bunch of nonfiction, manufacturing consent first for obvious reasons and a bunch of marxist basics that i really should have read years ago
Currently watching: gundam origin. decided to work my way through chronologically, no clue if that‘s s good idea or not, but it sure makes a very big task more approachable. bunch of airing animes, too, as is tradition. cried myself through the first to episodes of frieren
Currently consuming: just had strawberry cheesecake ice cream, love that stuff
Currently craving: the death of the american empire would be nice. or pizza
*so, talking about stuff i like to a semi personified void is great and all, but actually tagging people is something my poor little brain can‘t handle without imploding, but if you‘ve read this far and/or consistently read my rambling, do consider yourself tagged. or don‘t. but it‘s tumblr, who doesn’t like talking about stuff they like. be free. meow
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Wow what weekend
First, my grandad went to the ER and then was transferred to a hospital a few hours away bc he was rly sick (we just found out he has Parkinson’s and he also had a kidney stone and a really bad infection apparently) (he also has dementia and has changed in recent years). He’s hopefully going home tomorrow which is fantastic! We were all really worried about him, but it looks like he’s gonna pull through. He’s not the guy I knew growing up tbh, I actually wrote a poem about it a couple of years ago when the dementia first started getting bad. I might put it here, no one would read it anyways but I think yelling my soul to the void is the only thing I can do anymore. I don’t think I’ll ever get to come out to him, but I think when he dies I’ll pretend like his ghost is around and tell him then. That’s weird but I don’t know where I am spiritually. I mean I can’t believe in any god that would cause so much shit tbh I don’t even know enough about the world to know what is true. I feel as though I have never seen or known anything in my entire life, like at 23 I’m just starting to breathe, let alone process any sensory observations.
Anyway, the same day matthew and I drove to see The Moors, it was an incredible show that my cousin was part of the directing team and also the dramaturg. She is so talented and so we’re all of the actors. When I saw my cousin this week, I don’t think I’ve ever been that happy. I miss her all of the time and wish we lived closer together. I came out to my aunt and uncle right before in hopes to see them at the play, but they went to the ER with my grandad instead. I see my cousin is being brave about everything, but I know that she was devastated to not have her parents witness her hard work. It is a shame too bc it was incredible!
I think Matthew and I are okay for now. But I think if we ever broke up that I would be okay eventually. I’d probably have to move home for now and maybe move with my brother to San Antonio or houston or somewhere way too hot and right leaning for a couple of twinks hahah.
I just realized this morning how much I miss working with kids. I hate adults and they’re drama, kids are so passionate and straightforward while adults deal with micro expressions and never tell you how they feel. I love working in an office don’t get me wrong, but man I wish there was a way to volunteer with kids in a leftist setting where it’s okay that I’m trans and disabled. Idek what thag would look like if I’m honest, maybe volunteering to babysit or nanny or something? Idek.
Anyways thanks for being a venting space for me tumblr hahah it’s nice to have a void
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actualbird · 2 years
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ive been wanting to ramble bout this for years (like since 2019 HAHA) but i held off on it because i figured the fandom phenomenon i was seeing was gonna be a one off thing. something thatd fade with time.
it wasnt. it's still here and so i wanna articulate what i think about
the fast food-ification of fandom
here’s the thing about fandom right now; we operate on social media platforms that are inherently fast paced. social media platforms these days prioritize new and popular content, but more than that, it creates an audience that is always searching for new content very, very quickly. 
tumblr is a bit of a lesser evil, in terms of contributing to this (still does, tho, dont think im exempting hellsite derogatory, LMAO). but twitter, imo, is a hellscape with a system that hammers this in so so much: the lack of an explorable archive, no account specific tag search mechanism, a timeline algorithm that shows an account's followers the popular tweets first instead of chronologically and oftentimes even if you follow that account you will not be able to see all the tweets that account makes lest you go to the profile specifically. twitter is built for "new new new!" and it's not its fault, i guess, cuz it was not designed with fandom interaction in mind. still, it's become a very popular fandom platform and the "new new new!" mindset the system promotes ends up seeping into the members of fandom itself.
and there’s nothing wrong with wanting new content. but the problem here, i think, is the speed at which we consume fanwork. and the lack of memory for fanwork thats already been made.
fanwork consumption feels like it's going 100000000 mph with these kinds of systems and thanks to the lack of a navigate-able archive or tagging system, it's nigh impossible to find something from even last week. an incredible piece of fanart or fanfic or any fanwork gets attention for 3 days tops before it's lost and very very difficult to find. things are so fast and it's harder to remember them now.
swerve to another point: the trend of silence
im gonna bash on twitter again (SORRY KJSFBSD, like, i do have a twitter btw so im speaking from experience. i'd like to make it clear im not bashing ppl who do like/use twitter, im waving my hands frustratedly at twitter's systems) cuz tweet wc limits make it so that literally not much can be said! additionally, to add comments in QRT takes attention/notifs away from original poster, so if u QRT an art with praise, OP will see that! but if ppl reply more praise to the art on that QRT, OP will not get notified so that praise might as well have been yelled to the void
im a passionate believer that if youve got something nice to say about a fanwork and/or the creator of that fanwork, say it on their turf so they can see it. twitter makes it easier for this to not happen. positive attention and feedback matters so so much to creators and im p sure im not alone in saying that i cherish each and every comment (be it on ao3 or tumblr tags/comments or asks) ive ever gotten
and like, i know the argument to that is "make fanwork for yourself! dont make it for attention, do it cuz you enjoy it!" and "for every feedback you dont get, theres many lurkers who value and love what you do!"
i agree with that first thing very much but only the bit that says "do it cuz you enjoy it!" cuz yea! fandom is about having fun! but also like...isnt the point of fandom the fact that it's not just you alone, but you in a community?
a big draw of fandom, for me, is that it's likeminded deranged nerds all obsessed about the same thing. these are people on similar wavelengths and theyre people PLURAL. do fanwork cuz you enjoy it but the implication that a fancreator should be happy in isolation doesnt make sense cuz thats not what fandom is about.
and as for "there are lurkers who silently enjoy what you make" well...why?
why not say something when youve got something nice to say?
be it fanart or fanfic or fanmeta or anything, if the thought already pops up in your head, why not say it somewhere the creator can see it?
i totally understand if youre shy or if it's difficult to put into words whatever your thoughts are, like, huge mood. but also fandom becomes an infinitely funner space to be in when people are saying things
even a comment thats something simple and short makes the current landscape of fast paced churning out of fanworks feel less like we’re shouting in a forest alone, and more like we’re shouting in a forest and somebody yelled “I LOVED THIS” back. it’s really nice.
this is not a criticism towards anybody, but instead just kinda like, an inquiry to how we consume and interact with fanwork, these days. it’s really fast. like, so fast. tags update daily with new things every single day, every second, and it’s easy to just look and look and not say a thing. and that ease of fanwork consumption also makes it easy to forget just how hard it is to make things. how hard it is to make anything at all.
so much heart and effort is put into every work in fandom, and ive always seen fandom as a space for unapologetic enjoyment and community. treating fandom like a fast-food transaction where u get a thing in 5 minutes and drive off is...well, i dunno. but for me, among many things, it makes us forget just how much heart and effort is in all things.
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Hiya here’s my intro post
Hi! I’m Kiwi! (Like the birb :D) And no, I unfortunately do not live in and am not from Aotearoa/New Zealand. Just love the place and the birds.
My mama’s (dragonsglare) Snickerdoodle recipe so i can indirectly make you cookies :D
My guacamole recipe 💚
A Questionaire website for when you feel like crap, which helps you with self care/executive disfunction/etc. Take care of yourself please. Found through this post
My LU love/hearts edits post here (will be updated as I eventually get around to more edits by reblogs)
I love all Zelink <3 (yes, ALL)
Most my fandom stuff will be legend of Zelda/linked universe stuff and Genshin Impact stuff, but I also reblog PJO/HOO when it shows up on my dash occasionally (i will not be normal when the tv series comes out). My hyperfixations also change from time to time so dont be surprised by Dont Starve Together or Animal Crossing stuff etc
There is absolutely NO room for hate of any kind on my blog, and this is a safe place for everyome. No Exceptions. (And to be 110% clear, that includes all who are lgbtq+/queer)
Social anxiety with a sprinkle of awkward, so I apologize in advance. 💜 I also crave interaction so please don’t be afraid to come chat or something 💙
Genshin UID: 640628605 American server, AR 60 (Kiwi)
747301959 Europe server, AR 35 (Rowi)
Honkai Star Rail UID: 601266085 American Server, TL 64 (Kiwi)
Tower of Fantasy UID: 120017628 North American server The Glades (Rowi) (this game i either dont touch for a year or cant put down lol)
I have siblings! Older brother is Pseudo, younger sisters in order are Doe (the married one) and Aria (@/arianight992) (as in these are their online names (Pseudo and Aria) or a nickname I gave them for tumblr purposes (Doe, after a female goat))
Choir/music/geology/birds from Aotearoa (NZ) nerd, (fake) adult, Christian. Self diagnosed ADHD and i have autistic tendencies
I don’t do reblog bait. And on a much more lighthearted note I don’t usually do those individualized positive reblog thingys for the sole reason of I don’t wanna accidentally leave anyone out 🥺😅😂
I have a couple side blogs! Writing side blog: @the-writings-of-a-kiwi-bird || Art side blog: @kiwis-doodles || Oc info side blog: @kiwis-ocs-sideblog || OCs meet au sideblog: @a-chain-of-chaos || none are very active, just whenever I get around to doing a thing (i live in shame /lh)
I have a loz/lu sideblog but dont know if ill use it or not
My (very incomplete) list of tags under the cut:
#kiwi answers- my asks tag
#kiwi vents/#screams into the void/screams into the abyss- my venting posts, no obligation to respond I just gotta get it out there sometimes
#kiwi rambles- random ramblings from me (usually) not related to LU
#kiwis lu nonsense- ramblings that are related to LU
#kiwi’s linksona/kiwis linksona Diana/kiwis linksona eli (<-old | new->) #kiwis ocs- stuff about my (linksonas) OCs! Eli is the first and the main one. If you have any questions about any please ask, i love talking about all of them!
#kiwi draws- my drawings and doodles
#the kiwi bird writes/writings of a kiwi bird- my Fics and writing
#kiwi crafts- my crochet/whatever crafty thing I learn next posts! (Probably just crochet. Maybe some sewing eventually)
#kiwi gets love- so i can easily find and reread the love I’ve received when I’m feeling down
#much noms for little bird/noms for the kiwi bird- food related posts
#caps/caps lock- I know some people don’t like caps lock so when I use it/reblog a post with a lot of it i’m trying to tag it more
#kiwi yells self care (nicely)- my self care reblogs/posts (mostly my reblogs of self care bot) (i rarely remember to tag)
#kiwi q- my queue/scheduled post tag
#kiwis wonderful pets <3- the tag for when I post pictures of my cat(s) or dog(s)
When I play games and post about it I’ll tag it #kiwi plays [insert game here]
#kiwi talks genshin- self explanatory
#the songs of a kiwi bird- the rare occasion I post a video of my singing <3
#kiwi talks about writing- i talk about writing, mostly comments on any wips i may be working on
#kiwi (doesnt) take care of herself- food is hard water is hard what is self care (never remember to tag)
#kiwis anime saga- Ive started watching some lighthearted animes and i like yelling about them
#kiwi watches *insert anime here*- my ramblings about specific animes as i watch them
#kiwis epona- posts about my first car, whom i have fondly named Epona!
#kiwi save- posts I absolutely want to be able to find again
#kiwis produce adventures- i work at a grocery store in produce so any posts relating to produce are tagged this
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r4zzled4zzletime · 3 years
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saw john doe edit
had thought:
John saying "you broke my heart" to Harley and then possibly —depending on playthrough — hearing the same thing from Bruce is so powerful
Rant
Turned out to be a really long rant/hypothesis/short essay idk lol
Arguably, John realises that whatever he's had going on with Harley was incredibly off-balance — possibly even more than what he has with Bruce, depending on your feelings/playthrough — somewhere during the bridge scene. Maybe a bit before, but right there and then something hits him hard enough to say that to Harley.
John's emotions might seem to be all over the place from our (Bruce's/player's) point of view. However, that doesn't mean John doesn't know how he feels nor does it stop him from expressing his feelings if they're frustrating, confusing, or big enough. Case in point: John points out Bruce's distrust towards him after the Bat places a tracker on him. I assume this expression of disappointment isn't a one time thing, based on John's talk about Bruce's and his off-balanced relationship in the Fun House.
So, during the blockage of the bridge, something ticks John off (pun not intended). The question is: what? Harley's manoeuvres, thinking she has him wrapped around her finger? Bruce's trust, letting him speak with Harley? Memories of their time together? The realisation that they're standing opposite of each other instead of together? All of this and more?
If we assume that you play nice: Bruce still starts off the relationship by using John, but they do befriend each other nonetheless.
Disclaimer: I don't know whether what I'm about to say can take place in the game. Let's look at this hypothetically, like a story, a possibility.
So, you're friends, maybe a bit bumpy but friendly enough for John to face off Harley and tell her she's broken his heart.
What if, the shooting and distrust of the Agency afterwards, is enough for John to take the villain route? I think that especially the possibility of seeing Bruce choose to protect Waller instead of him, who was also at gunpoint, could trigger a 180 in John.
After this whole ordeal John runs off — well, let's himself fall into the water — with a heart in turmoil. I imagine him getting so incredibly frustrated with everything and everyone, including himself, that he just breaks. Like a snake, John sheds an old and useless skin and creates a new one: a strong one, a defensive one, an assertive one — Joker. Additionally, I believe that Joker could either go back to Harley — seeing they're pretty much on the same side again— like canonically in the game, or leave her due to resentment.
Let's say what comes next, would be pretty much the same as Telltale invisioned it; the games, hurting and threatening the city all happen, and at last, the rooftop scene.
Bruce, beaten up, shaken up by all he's learned of his friends, and honestly, above all, tired, runs after Joker — who he still sees as John.
Extra subject to rant about at a different moment: Bruce insisting Joker is the same John he knows, or at least, that he can get through Joker to John, is really sad.
Once he catches up with John, Bruce decides to yell: "You've broken my heart, John!" — the very same words John spoke to Harley, said by the person that was supposed to be her opposite. Being on the receiving end of something you said to someone that hurt you, must sting, a lot.
So Joker lashes out, to protect, but also to stop himself — John — from resurfacing and suffering.
Because it is unfair! It is unfair to hear that he's on the wrong side! For him to end up where people he wants to loath (note: assuming the Harley thing hit hard) are, opposite Bruce Batman ('Bruce' has too much emotional value, so Joker depersonalises him), must be a cruel joke!
And so — through pain caused, as well as experienced, lack of guidance through the ambiguities of life, and yearning for control over life's unjust jokes — John becomes a repressed memory and Joker evolves into Gotham's own bred, born and raised...villain or victim?
You deserve a cookie for reading all of that. Here, have some: ✨🍪🍪🍪✨
I guess I really needed to let all of that out, huh. After all, I haven't really rambled about this to anyone because I really don't want to be judged for making their relationship this intense and even possibly, slightly romantic in a complicated way.
This is tumblr though, so I can hide behind my silly nickname and just throw things that are on my mind into the void of the internet.
(it's 1 AM)
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aurembiaux · 3 years
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I had never watched Hannibal and now I am: losing it
So I have been rather obsessively watching Hannibal for the last week (yes, I know: in 2021?) and here are my newbie conclussions and observations:
1. Not nice to go around killing and eating people, but manipulating your friends? Dude, no.
2. I had some ideas and guesses about what would happen. But what I expected for season 2 happened in season 1. And what I expected for season 3 happened when I was half season 2. From then onwards, it was an increasingly wild ride.
3. I was perpetually worried for Alana. For different reasons as time went by, but always worried.
4. I had not even finished season 1 and I was already looking for fanfics.
5. The sex scenes are: such a trip.
6. I once read here in tumblr “is it gay seeing your therapist as a shadow creature in a corner while you have sex?”, or something of the sort, and someone who answered “that could be a Hannibal scene” and oh boy, I did not expect that to be so... literal.
7. Utterly fascinated by the scenes in which they are blatantly flirting through murder (so to speak) and Jack Crawford is just standing there, with a blank face.
8. This came as a revelation: this series is like dark Johnlock.
9. Everybody’s crazy about Mads Mikkelsen’s looks but he resembles too much to the father of one of my best friends for me to be attracted to him. This strongly reminds me of when I watched La la land and it felt as if it were the romance between my neighbour Ramon and Silvia, a family friend -weird. Although, of course, the resemblance to a cannibal is somewhat more disturbing.
10. (Minor spoiler) I can’t believe that for two and a half seasons the only person who fucked Will Graham was somone who could not properly enjoy it? This is like? Such a tragedy?
11. We couldn’t leave withouth you. That’s the line that killed me.
12. (Minor spoiler) Jack could you PLEASE not contaminate the Arno? I swear to god, tourist have not respect for Mediterranean countries.
13. The least realistic thing of this series is that so many people from the States speak Italian (even if in some cases you just have to politely pretend that they do, because, I mean... In any case, I’m not buying it)
14. I can not believe they put Armitage to play a role related to dragons in the same dates in which The Hobbit 3 was realeased... somebody had lots of fun with this.
15. In some ways I can’t really explain there are some parts of the series that feel like a romantic commedy? I think it’s the contrast with the general darkness, idk.
16. I spent the last 11 minutes in suffering, afraid that they would screw up the end, but THEY DIDN’T. IT WAS AWESOME.
Since nobody had asked me anyway and I’m just yelling my feeligs to the empty void of internet, I guess I’ll shut up now. About time, probably.
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catubarca · 2 years
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UPDATE TIME
i havent been on tumblr in like 2 years or something ridiculous like that
life really fucking started coming and didn’t stop coming huh,, something something hit the ground running
no ones probably going to ever see this but honestly I dont care its kind of nice,,, just yelling into the open void here folks nothing to see
got diagnosed with autism and WHOAH BOY HOWDY that was a fucking thing that happened for sure
been trying to explore that part of myself, and naturally ive turned to characters and media because duh. theres a couple charaters who i firmly headcannon as autistic:
- tony stark (also adhd) 
- peter parker
- mj (my love)
- MARK WATNEY from the martian BECUASE I SAID SO I LOVE HIM
- newt scammander
- hermione granger
- luna lovegood
- castiel
- jack kline
- will graham
- katniss everdeen also because i said so
- lance mcclain my beloved, you were done so damn dirty
also of complete coincidence all these charaters are queer except katniss she’s my token straight i am also gay. facts were spoken.
BACK ON THE MARK WATNEY THING I watched the martian for the first time. it was playing on the TV and usualy i hate watching mvies
well no i used to love them but i watched up until s7 of voltron and it fucking destroyed me emotionally and i haven’t watching any thing since, really, other than (again) the martian a few marvel moves and the devil all the time.
but anyways the martian was on TV and i was like what the hell right? got nothing better to do i can feel all my old hyperfixations melting away from me leaving me purpseless and unmotivated what damage could this pssible dO AND OH MY GOD IM OBSESSED
im trying to hunt down a copy of the book im in love
new relationship status, my heart really said <mark watney3
and honestly, valid.
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fandom-sheep · 3 years
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Eret 11 MAY 21
Cat and DSMP Part 1/1
Cat! Goose!
Goose my beloved.
Eret’s streaming very late for me again. So I’m not staying the whole time.
Hello Elaina. Enjoy Goose.
Fundy! Kinda...
Fundy hearing the donations. LOL.
Fundy enters a stream and it starts to scuffed. Scuffed just follows Fundy wherever he goes.
A wild my beloved on the cube.
The Drista stairs.
Wait what. Why is the tower gone?
I have missed some lore.
Ah... it’s part of the nightmare thing.
Eret offering Fundy housing like a good almost adoptive parent.
Sneeze? OH WOW SNEEZE.
Sounds like Fundy about lost a lung. Good gracious.
The bargaining between these two.
Cat, Handsome, said cube was massive
You know what that works.
It’s hard to keep the audio right for Eret’s stream for my headphones. It’s either too quiet or the loudest my headphones can go and my family can hear it.
On stream explosions. Noice.
Wow youtooz. Not super cool. Permission is usually a good thing.
Eret keeps on sizzling.
Getting dirt for scaffolding. Going old fashioned Minecraft for this.
“Why is the Cube kinda hot” cue Eret losing faith in her chats sanity.
Cube go poof.
Oh. Red stone. That’s dangerous.
I like this song. Oh klahoma. Gorgeous song.
Love joy is such a fun band. I want to make a plushy of the cat.
It’s kinda sad that Eret can’t see themselves the way chat and their little fandom sees them. Most all of us think they look fabulous.
Not Arson. Just bombing. A bit of anarchy by the king.
Demolition. Now there’s the word.
Controlled ish demolition.
Ah I’ve almost saved enough channel points for water. Nice. I’m not going to redeem it I’m just going to keep hoarding the points.
Flame Arrow. Nice.
Eret cleaning up the SMP eye sours.
Watch me attempt to sleep to Eret here in an hour or so, but keep getting distracted.
Explosion time.
Someone get ready to clip it.
Bye Bye Cube. Let’s go.
Gotta get a song that fits the vibe.
Hayloft. Time to go poof.
Turning up my brightness just to watch this explosion in the best way possible.
Still wearing the red dress I see.
I hope the music isn’t too loud to get this part muted.
Drum roll...
Drum roll continues...
Drum roll still going...
THERE GOES THE CUBE!
That was so smooth and good looking!
Overall a very good explosion.
Just a little bit of a hole in the other building.
Twitch Pr-
Poor being’s so confused with his hair. Someone help them.
Twitch bleep.
Everyone attempting to give hair styling advice. Everyone’s trying to help the being.
That bird is majestic. I remember seeing that tiktok.
Animals just decided Eret was the animal whisperer.
Yes! Disney Princess Eret fanart! Someone make it, I shall reblog all of it.
Likes to hug cute animals and cute animals like being hugged by her. Nice.
It’s alright. Names are difficult. I have to like put name tags on people to learn who they are. That or name tags on their space (like on campers bunks and door decs on dorms)
It does feel very February. But I’m very ready for summer because that means I get to do my favorite job.
Hooray. I hit 15k points.
Eret trying to prove to us a ponytail won’t work. Like we aren’t going to hype them up no matter what.
Gotta heart in the chat. All Eret’s chat does is hearts and encourage. It’s a lovely place.
Oh Eret forgot his cat ear sub goal. It’s alright I know I forgot.
Pride is next month. Nice.
Oh. We’re almost halfway already. Why does the world spin so quickly?
We forgot a dirt tower. Whoops.
I would wear Eret merch. I like it when people release merch around Christmas. Then I can ask for it as a gift.
Oh it wasn’t a dirt tower.
Just looking at Elaina’s stream in the stream selection screen it like very cozy.
All the way up the Drista stairs.
Look it’s the museum!
Eret’s got most of the builds around there. The museum. The fortress. Nice.
Some things are too historical to remove. Somethings are historical because they are being removed.
Oh no. L’sandburg.
It’s taking over the summer home.
Ah the lore is coming. It just seemed to be too early.
Hello unofficial ranboo Raiders.
Foolish making the awesome tall thingy!
Foolish’s builds are so neat. I want to watch Foolish’s streams more. Maybe just in the background but I start wanting to delayed liveblog and that requires attention.
Oh the giant portal turned out well. Sorry that was the lady’s foolish stream I watched.
Shulkers. The forbidden mob.
Eret with just a pit in the desert filled with llamas. Bones. And discus.
The mansion has been finished?
Alright is better than bad. It’s alright to be alright.
Lucky being not getting tired. I got the Johnson and Johnson vaccine and I was so so tired. I also had just no appetite.
Eret doing an smp tour. And looking at foolish’s builds.
Flickering the switch on the rainbow beacons.
Eret just knowing where everything is.
Kinoko is super pretty. Just for the aesthetic value of the kingdom I appreciate it.
Yeet. Just defenestrated himself out the window.
Oh? Spectator fly over the smp?
That would be really neat to like. Watch in VR. I think I’ve only used VR maybe twice.
Pretty Rainbow beacons.
The nurse who gave me my vaccine hid the needle from me because I mentioned to her that I was afraid of needles. It wasn’t a big deal at all.
30 minutes till I attempt sleep. Woo.
Goose my beloved. Someone make the gif because I’m not quite sure how to make it.
Oh yeah. Goose in Marvel. I hear MCU and think Minecraft cinematic universe. Not marvel.
Ghibli is so nice. It really romanticize small moments of life.
Yeah the characters are all really supportive in Ghibli movies.
Someone subbed for nine months “that’s enough to make a child” -Eret
That mansion is like a maze. I’m so lost already.
Everyone encouraging Eret and telling her she looks pretty. Good.
Eret needs all the hype and encouragement.
Antarctic empties flag. Yeah it does have a similar color pallet.
Michelle! Hello!
Fortress work. Nice.
Do it. I’ll listen the Eret play other games.
I don’t usually watch game play for non Minecraft games. But I’ll listen to it all.
Hbomb and Eret living in the same city feels like two worlds that shouldn’t meet. But it’s awesome that they have.
TOS means against twitches terms of service. Nice. Glad to finally have an explanation of what that means.
Look at our handsome and pretty streamer. All the hype.
I keep turning down the stream to hear the show my mama has on because I’m curious about what happens.
Yeah. Backseat gaming can be annoying. That’s part of why I share my thoughts here just in case I do start backseat gaming.
Almost to the sub goal. Hooray!
Ooo food.
No no. I see where they are coming from. Eret does give a bit of cat bus vibes. I can’t explain it but the vibes are there.
Creeper causing issues at the fortress.
Ed Sheepran my beloved.
I should draw more ferrets. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe I’ll draw us doing stuffs.
Actually I kinda want to make a little animatic of some heels walking across the screen followed by a hoard of ferrets. I think it’ll look cool. But I need the artistic ability and the ability to not scream making that.
Woop. Ad time. Off to the void of where ever the ads game me.
OH THE NEW VOID LOOKS COOL!
Bread. Flowers. Ted. Crown. And of course Eret.
We V O I D and get our streamer bits.
Hush the chat is V O I D and the occasional emoji or emote.
The void being centered looks good. Maybe that’s just the symmetry speaking but it’s good.
Oh. We hear the being. The being in void mode. And spooky mode.
Chat just starts yelling corpse.
Hydration. I try to stay hydrated. But I fail often if I’m not doing something active.
Tree!
Casually makes and snags tree.
Eret does read chat often. It’s strange. And it is weird how often it ends up being you.
You can tell I’m a tumblr peep. I may say stuff in chat but I’m fully not expecting or wanting to be noticed by the streamer.
Others hitting darkness o’clock and saying goodnight.
It’s sleep to the stream hours y’all. Whoop.
I need to visit the parks out west. I’ve only really seen the eastern US ones. But I have been to the Great Smokey Mountain park which is gorgeous.
Eret thinking of his friends triggers when naming his cat.
Eret’s builds are so casually pretty. Not like Foolish’s which are intricately pretty. Not like Phil’s or Sam’s which are complicated pretty. All pretty. Just different breeds of pretty.
Alrighty. It’s sleepy hours for me. As much as I love Eret I want to read some fanfiction and daydream a bit before I head to sleep.
Have a good rest everyone and may all your coming meals be delicious.
Wait no is it our turn with goose?
OUR TURN WITH GOOSE!
Eret honey that’s the ceiling.
Cat stream. Cat stream.
Sleepy kitty. A cat cam would be good.
Yeah. That happens with cats. Especially strays.
Goose captured the computer mouse.
Goose straight up chose Eret and Elaina.
Goose really just chose not to leave.
Oh my stream connection is acting sad. But I want Goose content.
I want to draw Goose now.
Maybe I’ll do water color for Goose. I know I tried to do that with Boots (Fundy’s cat)
Hopefully there will be some Goose face screenshots I can see. Maybe I can see him well in the Tiktok.
Artists just violently refusing payment. Sounds about right. The MCYT artists just kinda go “yeah give credit and we cool”
Cowboy cat. Nice.
I want to paint Goose in the cowboy hat.
Hype train! That we are zooming.
Bucket sponge?
WATER BUCKET FROM WET SPONGE! Tiktok people giving all the cool info.
Go Goose. Catch the computer mouse and the screen mouse.
Just sitting here at 11:30 at night getting screen shots of Goose for painting purposes.
Goose please. Look at the camera babe.
My phone is dying. And I can’t charge it and type.
Alright the camera is off the cat. The cat is also blocking the screen.
But no cat on camera means I’m getting some sleep. If I do any of the projects I’ve mentioned I’ll let y’all know.
Have a good rest everyone.
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Personal account: How IDs help us and how our learning process has been
Today in Wolfstar in Color, we close our week that’s been focused on disabilities, ID’s and accessibility (check our Monday fic rec list, our Tuesday post ‘what are ID’s’, our resources Wednesday with links to pages that help in the task, our Thursday post ‘how to do ID’s) with sharing a bit about how it’s been our learning process of making image descriptions. We really hope we find some new blogs, both from artists and fans, including and adding descriptions to their visual content, so our fandom gets flooded with them.
This personal recount is going to be focused in my experience (Moth) since I’m newer at this practice, and so some of you might find it easier to relate with that! I had all the fears, all the questions, and I think I’ve made more than one mistake in my descriptions. If you ever have questions, want to yell into the void, or want to find some motivation to keep doing image descriptions, you can always leave us an ask. Honestly, it would be lovely just to know more people are doing this.
The rest of the post is under a cut, since it’s kinda long - but I also offer some advise at the end based on my own experience, so I really invite y’all to read!
How Image descriptions help me
Doing Images description has helped me realize how much I rely on them when I’m low in spoons, and how helpful they can be to learn about the meaning and intent of an image in the creator’s perspective. Sometimes, when I’m very exhausted, I can’t process some stimuli too well (particularly videos), and video and image descriptions allow me to engage while also not needing to use my whole brain to understand what the artist/creator is trying to convey, nor getting sensory overload with sound in videos in my case. So yeah, please bring more images description into the internet. They really, really help a lot of people to participate in fandom.
What I’ve learnt from doing Image descriptions
Learning how to do Images descriptions has been fun and important for me to also take perspective about how to work for a more accessible internet for everyone. Internet is important for a lot of us, including those who are disabled and immunosuppressed, since engaging with the same intensity as before with the outside world in the middle of a pandemic is not always an option. But honestly, I think the pandemic has shown how relationships and engagement in spaces like fandom might be important to build opinion, practice solidarity, learn about perspective taking, and build resource networks and friendships for everyone.
Writing Images descriptions is a skill, without a doubt. As such, is something you have to grow into. This is still a new skill I’m trying to master. Yes, it takes time to read a bit and get used to how to go about certain characteristics, with what information to start with, how not to ‘tear apart’ the artwork  (I particularly struggle with symbols and sometimes, because of the scope of this blog, how to convey ethnicity, especially when a creator doesn’t have an explicit identity/ethnicity/race description in their blog/image). I still tend to start with ‘image of’ or other context descriptors that are not really needed. I still get very unsure about how I’m doing, but at the end of the day, the learning process can only be done by trying. The positive feedback and gentle correction don’t hurt either!
I’ve also discovered in the process that doing image descriptions is incredible entertaining for me - and it’s honestly an activity I enjoy since it allows me to sort of ‘disconnect’ my brain and just submerge myself in the work of artists. I think it has helped me to hone my own writing skills too. It’s not too different to try to bring into life a description of a scene in a fic, only that it’s more of an inter-textual experience, since you are also trying to convey the intentions of the artist, bring their work to life for other people, and that makes me incredibly happy, and makes the activity really rewarding.
Some personal tips when doing IDs
- Don’t do them in mass, if you are low on spoons. The last ones are going to suck. Don’t overdo and burn out, because it’s hard to come back from there. Be honest with yourself if you can’t do more.
- Find a pal that might be able to read your IDs and rant with you when you are struggling (thanks Theo!!). But if you are on your own, that’s fine too!
- Contact the artist, if they are still on tumblr or other social media, if you got any doubt with a part of the image. Do so after you do your research in basic stuff (clothing, for example), but don’t back up from the task just because you are not sure about something in the image! Most artists are going to be thrilled to help you, and it might be a nice way to bring some awareness too of the need of using descriptions in videos, gifs and images.
- Do IDs for images/videos/gifsets you love. I know a lot of the tips we’ve handed are about ‘keeping it short’ but honestly, the goal is to give an experience, so if you are like me and need lots of words, then allow yourself to do that! If you are passionate and give a long, poetic description, worthy of its own fic, it’s likely people will appreciate it (and to be honest, if you get inspired to write something inspired in the image? it’s a win-win situation!)
- Make the ‘ID time’ an special, ‘me’ time - for me, is very close to meditating, to be honest. Put some fun music. Make a playlist that fit the artwork. Let yourself get loose in not having to think about anything but the beautiful artwork you are enjoying for a few good minutes.
- Use resources!! wolfstar-in-color has been posting things that help a lot in the process of writing ID! use the guide to write skin tones from writing in color! use the pose reference from Adorka stock (the poses usually have name in the stock!)! Go dig on @blindbeta‘s posts, use the guides to draw wheelchairs to learn how to describe the different parts. And if stuck, go ask in wonderful blogs the details you need to learn to do an effective and respectful description. There are more resources to come in the blog, but there are amazing blogs for trans and queer issues, ethnic and racial diversity, history, clothing and art, that you can look for yourself too!
- Something I’m trying to do more now: offer the artists you know the IDs you’ve done so they put them with the artwork, instead of adding an image description that likely, will only be reblogged half of the time. Who knows, it might end up with you two striking a collab mode of working!
So with that, here in Wolfstar in Color, we invite you to help us fill the fandom with image descriptions of the beautiful fanart, fanvids, gifsets and other visual content we have! If you don’t feel too confident, you can always submit the link to the image and your description, if you want us to post it for you, but we honestly invite you to give it a try, use the resources we are providing, and work with us to make this fandom more accessible!
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