People who try to copy historical writing styles don't say enough weird stuff in them. I'm listening to a 1909 story about a ghost car right now, and the narrator just said he honked the car horn a bunch of times, but the way he phrased it was "I wrought a wild concerto on the hooter".
So was anyone gonna tell me that the two most formative pieces of media of my childhood came out on the same day or was I just supposed to figure that out by myself
(Happy 10 years to both!)
I want to sleep, but my blood sugar won’t let me
Source: Ennui Go
A really funny and nsfw comic series
*Young Jaune, Sun, Yang, and Dew playing kickball in the park*
Jaune (10): You know what sounds really sad? Growing up
Sun (10): Tell me about it, me and my cousin used to watch X-Ray and Vav, but now they are in Middle school and suddenly it's gay
Dew (10): *Throws ball* Laugh while you can chumps! Because soon you'll wake up and all you wanna see is a "Titty!"
Jaune (10): *Kicks ball in anger* Oh yeah!? Well, you know what I heard!? That you're gonna be rocketing blood out of your own torso every month!
Yang (10): Take it to the bank guys, we're all screwed sideways, *catches ball* It's only a matter of time before we start awkwardly grabbing each other in the back of our parents vans.
Glynda: *Babysitting the four while coming off a hangover* These fucking kids are gonna be the death of me in the future...
It's so weird talking to people who's view of "here's the way life is for everyone" is shattered as soon as they talk to someone with disabilities (physical, mental illness, any). Like you'll say you'll have a problem and instead of helping you they'll argue with you about how you're not actually facing that problem. Like,
Me: Hey, I'm really struggling to find a job and a part of it is my resume. I was depressed & psychotic during highschool so I didn't do anything to gain skills or achievements to put on my resume. I also don't have anyone to put as a reference. What can I do?
Them: You can add your skills, hobbies, clubs you're in, and different volunteer work you've done! You can also get your teacher as a reference.
Me: I already know what to put on a resume, my issue is that I don't have things that I can use. Also, I'm in my mid 20s so I don't know if I can put my highschool teacher as a reference.
Them: Well if you're a part of a church or an activity group, you could add that. Also, think of any projects you've worked on in the past.
Me: I already know you can put these things on a resume. I'm not looking for suggests of things I've already done, I'm looking for what I can do now if I haven't done anything.
Them: There's no way you didn't do anything during highschool?? What about some odd jobs you definitely did for extra money, like babysitting or mowing the lawn?
Me: I spent all of highschool either in modified classes or in bed doing nothing - not even hobbies, what about that do you not understand?
And then you talk to someone who's also disabled and they're like "Here's a bunch of jobs you can do from home that don't pay much but look good on a resume, here's some free online courses that also look good on a resume, here's how you can be making small amounts of money in the meantime, here's some things you can put besides a professional reference, and here are your rights if your future employer tries to take advantage of your disability - which you probably shouldn't tell them about unless you need accommodations."
And suddenly my will to continue trying returns!
Project ive been working on
Song: le bal des chats by cècile corbel
normalize creators replying to fanon shippers with “that’s great that you’re inspired to write your own version of things. keep doing that! but please respect our version of our story.”
normalize fans being reminded that boundaries between fandom and creators exist for a reason.
normalize fans recognizing their own creative potential without seeking canon validation
normalize the idea that fandom is a hobby, not an identity to threaten and fight and harass people over
normalize a healthy understanding of the boundaries between fiction and reality
normalize just chilling the fuck out lmao
Doing my part to promote this masterpiece of looniness!
Go see The Day the Earth Blew Up in theaters if you are able to.
(also pre-order the blu-ray while you're at it)
You know what would be funny?
If Pacifica unintentionally became somewhat friends with Fiddleford.
Like at first he's just known as the hobo she had to hold hands with during the whole Bill fiasco. And then he becomes the guy who bought her parents house. And Pacifica not even thinking about would sometimes walk by her old house because it was her home originally for 12 years. And Fiddleford he'd notice her stopping by and looking at the home from time to time and then one day he's outside and he sees her walking towards the gate.
Fidds doesn't hesitate to call out to her, startling her and Pacifica sees him and she gives him a look that's supposed to be unwelcoming but it's hard to take her seriously when she's blushing from being embarrassed at having been startled. She'll huff and stick her nose up in the air and dramatically storm off in an effort to save face and as she's walking away Fiddleford calls out-
"Stop by again sometime Pacifica!"
And she stops, whirls around and snaps-
"As if old man!"
But despite her saying that, Fidds once again finds her coming back around. And he humors her, getting reactions out of her and finding her amusing instead of intolerable. This continues on and then before Pacifica and Fiddleford realize it, he's invited her inside and they continue their strange friendship. Fiddleford learns that Pacifica's pretty smart and kind despite her snarky and uppity attitude. She just hides it beneath a mask of "I'm better than everyone."
And Pacifica learns that Fiddleford isn't just the crazy town weirdo. Instead he's a genius and to her surprise, beneath his somewhat timid, polite, nature he's got a dry sense of humor and hidden snark under the surface. He's also incredibly sharp and keeps it up his sleeve as his ace.
They bond over the snark and jabs, and they teach each other things without realizing it and for awhile it's this tentative thing till one day Pacifica shows up on Fiddleford's doorstep. Looking miserable and red eyed and Fidds he doesn't hesitate to bring her inside, his dad alarms kicking in much like how they do with Tate. He doesn't say anything, and she doesn't explain it. But an unspoken barrier has been crossed and neither of them mind. They don't knowledge it, mainly for Pacifica and her refusing to do so.
But Fidds doesn't mind it. In a way she reminds him of his son, with the way she handles things. Pacifica would tell him in her own time, and Fiddleford was more than patient with her taking her time.
Afterwards they're basically in a strange mentor/mentee/paternal/unspoken adopted daughter kind of deal.
I would say you could be somewhere better than here, but I don’t have much room to talk
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