BE UNPALATABLE / SHOW YOUR TEETH
[IMAGE ID: "changing your taste for the cissexuals' palate is to sacrifice your own tongue" in black text. there are wolves on either side of the text with a black border and white background. black stars and trans symbols decorate the image. END]
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okay, so in a rare moment for me, there's a discourse thing i want to bring up, and that thing is. okay. so on iskall's stream there's this thing that can happen where someone brings up a criticism of his content or vault hunters. frequently it's self-evidently wrong, but sometimes it's not. and then iskall spends the next thirty minutes shadowboxing this guy, explaining himself, and completely derailed. and this is an iskall trait we all know and sigh bemusedly about, because he cares about the community and wants people to understand his intentions! he wants the community to understand his decisions!
however, it's not the community as a whole he's fighting; he is in fact, arguing with One Guy, who often doesn't represent the wider community, and who normally won't have their mind changed. hell, sometimes it's believable that they're satisfied having just managed to upset iskall, and they'll leave, no change to their mind, perfectly pleased that iskall's responding at all (that's what i firmly believe the people who poke at the 'you don't upload enough and that means you're falling off and a bad person' wound are trying to do, at least).
in the vault hunters community, we refer to this as iskall getting One Guyed, and it's typically viewed as bad, because it ends up focusing an entire moment on a single guy's negative opinion as opposed to on the larger picture. and it's an understandable thing to have happen! but it's frustrating to watch from the outside.
and so now i am looking at that cat poll. and the way everyone is still shadowboxing someone who has since apologized. and the way i would have never ever known about any of the negative comments about jellie if it weren't for fellow mcyt fans constantly putting them on my dash to dunk on them. and it's like. if you look through the notes most of them are just... normal? it's only a tiny few of people (and the pollrunner, who has since apologized) who were being dicks. it's a very, very ignorable demographic.
but. well. there was One Guy. and we had to correct them.
and folks, i don't know how to say that i almost never see "lol mcyt is cringe" type comments unless one of you puts it on my dash. both because i don't go looking through the notes of things that are likely to have them or go looking for reasons to be upset and because it's just... not that common! very frequently these days it is, in fact, One Guy!
i have almost never seen that poll on my dash without at least one instance of the One Guy. instead of being for fun, it's mostly become about explaining ourselves to someone who will not listen and will not change their minds, and treating this as a the whole of the Other Side of that poll, when most people are being... fine. they're fine! the majority of the people voting for the other side are doing it for perfectly normal reasons that don't require fighting about.
and man. let me tell you. after spending as long as i have watching vault hunters development? it can be just as frustrating to watch a fandom get One Guyed as it is to watch iskall.
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Danny sat excitedly in the GAV on a Wednesday evening, vibrating in his seat. Actually, he might have been going through it a little.
“Danny,” his mum and sister said together in eerie unison, both with a warning tone.
Right. He definitely was, then.
“Sorry! I’m just really excited, y’know? No ghost attacks for the next week, we all get to hang out for once, and there's a total eclipse!"
Jack swung around from where he was sitting in the driver's seat, taking the steering wheel with him. "You want to tell us more us the eclipse, Danno?"
"Turn back around, Dad!" He shrieked instead as they skidded on and off the edge of the road.
"Why don't I take the wheel for the rest of the way, Jack?" Maddie asked in her this-is-a-technically-a-suggestion-but-you-better-not-refuse voice.
He chuckled. "Y'know, I think that's a pretty good idea, Mads!"
She smiled as he pulled over. "That it is."
Danny was vibrating again at about 7:30 when his mum pulled over on the side of the road, making sure not to jostle the things in his lap. He had specifically picked out this place as one of the best stargazing spots within 2 hours. It was a large empty field with a line of trees on two sides. The side parallel to the road had no trees, with hills in the distance where Danny could just see the moon peeking out from behind.
Not bothering with the doors, he simply phased through the side of the GAV with the picnic blanket that had been in his lap now trailing behind him. As Danny flew, he did a large loop-de-loop, pausing when he was about 100 or so metres in the air. He could now see the moon in its entirety, and he stared longingly at it for a few seconds, ignoring the loving but grumpy cries of his sister, before flying back down to complete his loop.
Jazz Stared™ at him. "You couldn't even wait the four or five seconds it would've taken the rest of us to get out of the car, little brother?"
"But SPACE!"
She just sighed, and gave him a hug.
"Er, Jazz? I might not need to breathe, but it's still nice!"
"Oh, sorry!"
About 2 hours later, an alarm rang on Danny's phone.
"What's that for, Danny?" Maddie asked, interrupting his ramble on how brown dwarfs weren't stars, but couldn't really be called planets either.
He checked his phone, and startled. "Oh! The eclipse should be at its darkest point now!"
The four of them all lay on picnic blanket together, staring up at the sky and all the stars above.
"Honestly it isn't that impressive-looking, but this has been a really nice night. Than– OOF!" Danny wheezed from the bottom the cuddle pile, but didn't phase out from it, and hugged the rest of his family right back.
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