There Is So Much Poetic Justice Going On Around Him.

this is my quiet warning for everyone that, while you absolutely should not bring techno up on anyone’s stream and let them choose to say things in their own time, we can’t control the whole world, and stream chats in general may be bad for a while. if you’re watching someone, especially anyone playing minecraft, and you know that will get to you, recommend just turning off chat for now

puppy punks and kinderpunks r the backbone and future of this scene u all just fucking hate new ppl in the scene and it shows.

anyway, here's a big masterpost w diy shit, baby leftist stuff, and other info. basic punk stuff to get u started. note that punk started as a music thing, its like a solid 60% of this shit.

most of these are tiktok links, fyi.

basic diy shit for punks

huge ass playlist of different punk music

patch making tutorial

crust pants tips

shit to add to your pants that aren't patches

sew-in spikes

don't be a dickhead to new punks

trashbag top

dead lighter studs

where to buy shit

diy pins

studding strats

fun things to do with a t shirt

anarchy in 3 minutes or less

how to make your own stencils

on lace code

intro to leftist theory

free leftist audiobooks

more free theory shit

even more free shit but it's the communist edition

ashton daniel's youtube channel covers punk shit and leftism, highly recommend.

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Actually no Jimmy and Tango calling each other partners and Tango rushing down the mines to check on Jimmy and Tango jumping off the roof and Jimmy saying ow as we see not only Tango but Jimmy getting hurt. Jimmy coming back and going “And you said you couldn’t build!” to this little place Tango put together. Jimmy coming back with goods and them both going out back and forth to check and get chickens. They meet in death and they melt for each other so quickly. Jimmy comes back with cows and they’re cheering. They share a single bed. They make a animal farm. They communicate sweetly. They’re poor ranchers.

it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.

anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."

just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.

i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.

when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.

but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.

i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?

most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.

now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.

and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.

go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.

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This happens during Doc and Xisuma shulcer operation when all the ground is covered with buttons

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Touch starved promps?

touch starved prompts.

oh you like this song? oh you want to dance to it? oh you want to dance to it with me? oh it’s a love song? oh we have to slow dance? oh

A being super confident and like sweet talking B to no extent, and then B just rolls their eyes and leans in and grazes their hand on A’s thigh and they just. straight up stop functioning

“want a massage? i’ve been told that i’m..very good with my hands” *gets a pillow thrown at them*

hiding from someone so they pull themselves into a very tiny area, and both are literally against each other,,,,,

^ them hiding, but B will not fucking shut up and stop panicking. A putting their hand over B’s face and their eyes widen and cheeks are scarlet

playing with their hair.

there’s only one bed, and you will under no circumstances cross your side, or i will make sure you’re six feet under. (in the morning) why are our legs entangled. WHY ARE MY HANDS AROUND YOUR WAIST. why am i turning red.

character B being so desperate, and A is absolutely in awe of the way they come undone so easily

“we should probably go out there” “..yeah just..give me a minute” “oh..oops?” (“you are so paying for this later”)

^ “just think of something else!” “LIKE WHAT” “i don’t know!..pizza or something”

“you just turned three different shades of red in the last 5 minutes”

A pulling B by their waist to get their attention

they’re in a crowded place, and B is holding A so tight and A’s mind is running wild

A wearing B’s clothes. (and them running their cold fingers under their shirt, B’s breath quickening dot dot dot)