[Plaintext: She Who On My What Til I— Oh My God What The Fuck Is That Thing]

GET MAGBUCKED

my one valuable contribution to the aggie

this is what I was trying to get at with my gertrudeposting earlier today, though not nearly as thoroughly or eloquently as OP

regardless of its other successes or failures one thing i feel that the magnus archives did really well was create a narrative and worldbuilding that refuses to allow you to categorize its characters by the dichotomy of 'abuser' and 'victim' without ignoring major themes that define the shape and course of the entire story. despite one of its most central themes being that "we all get a choice, even if it doesn't feel like one" many of the characters we encounter are faced with genuinely horrifying ethical dilemmas that emphasize just how difficult that choice actually is to make, and allow the audience to sympathize with their plight even if not with their actions and decisions. many of the avatars are arguably just as much victims of the entities they serve as they are perpetrators of the violence they cause, and those who fight them in many cases choose to descend to monstrosity themselves in order to be able to keep pushing back - a choice some of them try to rationalize to themselves by arguing that the magnitude of the threat they face necessitates that the ends justify the means, but which is nevertheless a choice that they make, and one with a devastatingly high cost that is repeatedly, unflinchingly presented to both them and the audience. the human capacity to exercize our free will for better or for worse whilst taking into account the various internal and external influences that may affect the decisions we make is thoroughly explored with a great deal of care and nuance that i appreciate.

been seeing an uptick in opinions about oh ana by mother mother lately… just a reminder that miss jane prentiss grabbed that song by the throat and made it her bitch

polyamory and bisexuality could have saved camelot

The corruption

when I was a kid I had a small slide in my backyard. unbeknownst to me, a hive of wasps had decided to happily homestead underneath it. so one day I decide that I wanna be a bona fide disney child star. I set up my camera near the top of the slide, perform my audition, and decide to complete my dance routine with a ride down the slide.

dear reader, now that all the stings have long since healed, that video is the single funniest product of my childhood

hopefully this one is better quality :D

gained so many followers off that who/what shitpost and yet not a SINGLE one of you hooligans is sending your distortion headcanons to my ask box. unbelievable.

some of you need to take a ten week intensive course in how adult men interact with each other before you’re allowed to enter fandom

id love to see you draw mr jonathan sims s3 and maybe michael??? they are so sillies and i love themmm plus your artstyle would be so swag

i’m so bad at drawing jon even though he’s my bbgirl i am SO sorry….

i don’t ever wanna hear “what are your pronouns” again. THIS is gender

Fish fear me, women

fear me, and even the most devoted Christian doubts God, in his infinite grace and mercy could make a such a thing like me. Certain rules of thumb, it would seem, apply to me. For example, being without a soul I cannot feel love, and am neuter as a being.

And now, I stand before you as I walk, a shadow of myself, but not so much that you would know to have any cause to despair, but I have seen the visions of hell.

I came to you people, aching and hollow, begging for your forgiveness. You wiped blood from my feet. Remember? I told you about how I walked through glass. I told you all these things, and you forgave me. You told me be safe. And I was happy, then. I was happy that I was in your world. I never wanted to leave.