Kinda wish male and female Turians looked identical. I don’t care if it’s lazy, if anything it would’ve been easier to pull off, since the only reason they were introduced so late is because of the reduced memory the games had, therefore having difficulty adding a whole new model.
Now, I don’t hate the female turian design, I know some folks do, but I’m kinda indifferent to them, there’s things I like and dislike. Their faces can be pretty, but the lack of back-head-covering feels a tad odd to me, especially since the plates are meant to provide protection from solar radiation. They could’ve still had the crests, just smaller or flatter, no? There’s also a line of dialogue saying most can’t tell the difference between a male and female turian, which implies they’re near-identical, right?
I don’t know, it was just something I was thinking about because I’ve been thinking about Mass Effect again.
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Omg the clip of Anais waking up and doing the gay test my child I get you 😭😭😭
This season is too cute with the slow burn
The clip on the bar is best clip on the skamverse it was so pretty
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A story based on my life and the story told in Xdinary Heroes' Good Enough.
We became best friends at a time that we both felt so lonely and lost. I can't imagine my life without you. Who would have gotten me out of that dark black pit of blueness? Where would I be now? Would I still be the same person? Would I still be here?
We've grown apart now, but the time we spent talking into the late night and the deep talks, only the stars know. I miss the days we spent together.
Did it hurt you that I dated someone other than you? I'm not surprised if you didn't. but it did hurt me when you started to date someone else. and it was so unfair.
I didn't know what to do with myself at that point.
I tried to ignore you for a bit, but that hurt more than when I sat next to you, while you lovingly stared at her.
You are unfortunately very perceptive. I excused my pulling away as trying to give you privacy but really the privacy was for my own feelings. I really didn't want you to notice my feelings. So I stood by as your best friend. (Am I still your best friend at this point?)
I slipped up once. And I know you noticed. As we pulled out of our hug, you held on to me waiting for our platonic I love you. And I said, "Te amo" instead of "Te quiero". I really really really didn't mean to say it. I guess my heart knew before my brain did.
I still remember your shocked face as I pulled my hand away from yours. I can still feel the blush on my face. I giggled because I didn't know what else to do. Despite dating someone, I wasn't used to this affection. I was so embarrassed.
Weeks went by. It wasn't until one of our final conversations where you asked me if I ever liked you. My heart pounded as I scrambled for an answer.
No...
And the conversation continued as normal.
I think about that conversation a lot.
What if I had said yes? What if I confessed the truth? But at that point, I didn't know if I liked you. I think I was still hiding from my feelings.
And the more I think about it as time passes, I should have said maybe. Because I knew there was a possibility but I was too scared.
Next thing I know we've graduated from high school. We don't see each other or talk as often as we used to because we start to get busy with university and our jobs. You start dating again. It felt weird. And once again I hid it.
You break up with her, and I'm sort of relieved. Time passes once again.
it's been 3 years at this point, and roughly 6 months since we last saw each other, you've been steady with another girl. You've been happy with her. How can I be jealous of her when she's such a beauty? She's so sweet. I guess that's what hurts the most: I know her and I'm on good terms with her.
The fake smiles return. I fully pull away. Once again with the excuse that we're busy with our lives.
When we meet again, you're laughing at a joke I made when we're with friends. That's when I realized how much I love you. But you weren’t the person I knew when we were depressed teens. Now I see your smile that I would wish for so often, but I think my love for you is fading.
There are days where I cry because I miss you. I miss our talks. I miss when we were so close. Hell, I even miss the teasing we got for being so close. And sometimes I think maybe that these feelings are because I'm just lonely.
But when I talk to other friends, I don't feel the same way.
Now, I'm here typing this out and I wrap my blanket around myself, pretending it's your warm hug. You won't ever know these emotions. You won't ever know that I have this letter for you. Or all the other letters I wrote for all our friends when we were lost, yours is the longest. You won't ever know the playlist I've made with songs you've showed me, songs I've showed you, songs that remind me of you.
You'll never find this story of mine.
And I hope you never do.
Because of what we decided years ago, staying by each other’s side as friends is good enough for both of us.
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think harder about language, the terms you apply to your experiences, the labels you slap on yourself, what do these words really imply? what are the consequences of these words of mine? because they certainly become you and if you’re not too careful you just might lose yourself. nothing i can say can save you, but maybe the words you do or don’t say can
i don’t go online as much anymore but if one thing is clear to me from just a little bit of twitter scrolling, it’s that everyone is afraid of their own brain, their own patterns of thinking, whether or not these patterns are right or wrong, which are incredibly complex concepts largely unworked out in these people’s brains...
YOU are fine AS YOU ARE. you are likely an emotionally coherent, intelligent, CAPABLE person. the second you start telling yourself otherwise, you give up your agency to something or someone else - online politics might be the biggest thief in that regard, and there’s a plethora of ‘cults’ to fall into in that realm alone. choose what you direct your energy and meaning and spirituality to carefully! DO YOU REALLY WANT IT TO BE TWITTER POLITICS? is that really what you want your life to BE?
you don’t need anyone to tell you how or what to think! you don’t need me! you don’t need the next guy! all you need to do is trust in YOU!
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To illustrate this post by @mayahawkse I would like to visualize to you the difference:
A post in 2023:
A post in 2014:
A zoom out of the same post:
This is what a community looks like.
See how in 2023 almost all of the reblogs come from the OP, from their few hours/days in the tag search. Meanwhile in 2014 the % of reblogs from OP is insignificant, because most of the reblogs come from the reblogs within the fandom, within the micro-communities formed there. You didn't need to rely on tags, or search, or being featured. Because the community took care of you, made sure to pass the work between themselves and onto their blog and exposed their followers to it. It kept works alive for years.
It's not JUST the reblog/like ratio that causing this issue, it's the type of interaction people have. They're content with scrolling and liking the search engine, instead of actually having a reblogging relationship with other blogs in their community.
Anyways, if you want to see more content you like, the only true way to make it happen is to reblog it. Likes do not forward content in no way but making OP feel nice. Reblogs on the other hand make content eternal. They make it relevant, they make it exist outside of a fickle tumblr search that hardly works on the best of days.
If you want more of something, reblog it.
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One major mistake people make when looking at Snow White is assuming that they were trying to create a Disney Princess role model for little girls to emulate, when actually they were just trying their darndest to create an animated character that audiences would care about.
When we see pure and innocent Snow White being mistreated by her stepmother and later driven into exile, it's supposed to activate parental instincts that make us want to protect her. It shouldn't matter if she doesn't do anything to save herself, because she shouldn't have to. We're supposed to feel the injustice of it, feel sad and angry that she's treated this way, fear that she's going to come to harm. We're not supposed to want to be her, we're supposed to love her, and want to see her get the love she deserves, so we remain invested for the entire runtime of this 80-minute cartoon that they're afraid audiences won't sit through. That's what mattered to the story while they were making it, so applying Disney Princess expectations is ridiculous.
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Kind of a random hill to die on rn but "You'd eat this thing you hate if you got hungry enough" does not set a reasonable expectation of what "hungry enough" means for people with food problems.
Like, are we talking "stomach grumbling" hungry enough, or "can't stand up" hungry enough? Cause personally, I can make myself eat a bit of a pork chop if I'm barfy and shaking and can't see straight anymore, but if it's down to "black out for three days and wake up angry and confused" or "willingly swallow prosciutto", I'm having sleep for dinner. And I know this from experience.
People without food problems don't seem to understand this and it drives me insane. "Hungry enough" is for shit like chewing drywall because the alternative is death or cannibalism.
If I say I can't eat something, It means I can't eat it. It Is Not Edible To Me. It's not even appetizing. It literally does not register as food. You might as well hand me a rubber duck.
And it's frustrating!! Trust me, I wish I wasn't like this, too!! This isn't a choice!! I know it can be rude!! It's embarassing!! It's complicated and annoying and irrational!! That doesn't fix the problem!!
I just wish people didn't treat this sort of thing as "being picky" or lacking willpower or basic manners or something. I can't make myself eat certain foods the way you probably couldn't cut your own fingers off. Does that make sense? It's not just food. Fuck
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