#I don't really know what else to tag lol

[mewtwoandme]

Sooo, I was bored at work and decided to mess around with the AI chat bots and made two of my own, very productive use of my time lol. I created a group chat, threw the characters in, and watched the comedy chaos unfold. I had too much fun with this. The in-character accuracy is what makes it so much funnier XD

[babacontainsmultitudes]

RIP Will Campos the only person who was murdered this episode.

[somegrumpynerd]

Does anyone else hc that Nightmare can like, absorb his tentacles back into his body sometimes? Like the way Stitch does with his extra arms?

[butterflysonnets]

yes i'm rooting for m*leven breakup because byler is neat but mostly? i'm rooting for m*leven breakup for the sake of el and mike.

to me, their romance was always a puppy love born out of a combination of social pressures, naïve curiosity, and a lack of true understanding regarding intimacy and romantic love and what it really is. it was real in that they do truly, deeply care about each other and they are close friends, maybe even shared an attraction, but a maturing romance is so much more than that. they've grown up and out of being boyfriend/girlfriend, and that's okay! i think television/film needs to show more often that most of us don't have definite "soulmates" or first childhood loves that we spend our whole lives with. it doesn't mean these relationships meant nothing and didn't impact us, it just means they've run their course and that something else is in the cards, and this is part of life!

i've always felt el was at her best and most confident self when broken up with mike, discovering who she was and what she liked alongside another girl her age instead of just relying on mike for mentorship on how to live in the real world. she deserves more of an opportunity to find herself, her autonomy, and her independence, and to love who she is, and she's made it clear she's felt insecure in the relationship with mike because she isn't being loved and understood the way she wants, needs, and deserves from someone who is her partner.

also, it's okay if mike doesn't love her in "the way he should". he is not obligated to love her romantically and stay in a relationship with her just because she's a girl, because she "needed someone", or because he cares about her a lot. he shouldn't be pressured into a romance if it's not truly coming from his heart. he deserves freedom to find out and honour who he is, too, instead of just staying in his non-functional first relationship — one he got into as a child, essentially — and defining himself that way because it's what's expected when a boy and a girl are close. he loves her in some way, yes, but it's okay if he doesn't feel comfortable or secure being her boyfriend anymore, for whatever reason that is. he's felt insecure too, and that's valid and it matters.

they are their own people and are steadily growing and changing every day. they need time to figure out who those people are, and it's become clear (at least in my opinion) that those people aren't meant to be a couple at this stage.

they deserve freedom. they deserve to grow up and be authentic to themselves and not feel like they need to lie for the sake of a relationship. they deserve to move on from this version of their relationship that isn't making them happy and rekindle the best part of their bond: their strong, beautiful friendship. they don't have to be a couple if it doesn't make them stronger and better and happier people.

i think it would be healthy and wonderful for a show, especially one consumed frequently by young adults, to show a relationship starting, progressing, and ending on good terms in this way. sometimes things don't work out, and that is okay.

[nero-neptune]

my opinion's probably a cold take. but i'm sure i'd be more upset about the siuan thing if 1) i'd already read the books (and was more attached to her character) and/or 2) there weren't other major black characters in the show. but i haven't read all the books (i'm still reading the first one), and there Are other major black characters in the show. so it's sad, but i'm not shaken up about it

[snowangeldotmp3]

hoh nancy wheeler

(tagging @netflixnormalthings for their awesome research and screenshots and @lumaxramblings bc we had Many discussions abt hoh nancy)

so a few weeks ago i made this post, about nancy not wearing earplugs and using the shotgun (and guns in general over the seasons) and how this affected her hearing. but then it really did get me thinking: why don't we see more content about hard of hearing nancy wheeler?

i see hoh steve all the time, which is fair! steve has gotten his fair share of head trauma and no doubt has problems from this. (and i do love hoh steve! don't get me wrong!) but i rarely see anything about hoh nancy, even though she has consistently dealt with firearms since season 1 without the proper ear protection.

just for reference: whispering is around 30 decibels, normal speaking voices around 60 db, and anything above 70 db for extended amounts of time will start to damage the ear, and anything over 120 db will cause immediate damage to the ears.

for reference: in season 4, nancy fires the shotgun four times while blasting vecna out of the window. in season 3, she fires hoppers shotgun a few times during the fight at the cabin, and this doesn't include firing at billy or the fireworks they all set off inside starcourt (which, should've given them all a little hearing damage, if we're honest).(fireworks decibels + info under the cut!) nor does it account for the times she shot at the demogorgon in season 1.

anyway, the point is: there is no way that nancy is not hard of hearing. firing a shotgun once without protection is enough to blow your hearing out, but four times? and it's not even the first time she's dealt with firearms. she's shown to be one of the most, if not the most, proficient with guns. noise induced hearing loss is a very real thing, it damages the hair cells within the ear--these cannot grow back. and shotguns breach the threshold where just one close and sudden exposure can cause instant and permanent hearing loss.

there isn't much else for me to say here, this was really just a comprehensive guide, or even "proof" that nancy should be hard of hearing, or at least a wider accepted headcanon than it is. give me nancy, who, after even season 1, starts to have a hard time hearing what other people are saying, and learns to read lips instead. give me stubborn nancy who won't admit that there's anything wrong, that she can hear just fine, thank you, and she doesn't need help. i know nancy typically has the best hearing out of the main cast, usually the one who hears the danger first, but i don't know...it just seems more plausible to me for nancy to be hard of hearing.

[wellhalesbells]

ehhhhhh

I have rarely felt so bad about watching/enjoying a show as I do about watching/enjoying Hawaii Five-O???

I'm trying to tell myself it's okay because the fact that I have all these issues with it clearly means that I'm engaging critically with the media I've been presented but.... well, most of the time I would drop shit that sucked this hard. Also.............. I'm pretty sure it's going to cause me to develop an eye twitch.

The racism is nooooon-stop (especially towards Arabs, like, if my brother-in-law caught me watching this, I would be both embarrassed and ashamed... there are three times - so far - that we get to see Muslim/Arab men not be the villains and each time is so wrapped up in white savior narratives that it's entirely moot), the sexism (Danny listing how great his team is and then just goes: and Kono's a fox I had a crush on, that's not a personality trait, that's not even an action she performed, that is literally just what she looks like which SHOULD BE the least important thing about any human you know??? let alone someone you've worked with for seven years. She is also made to consistently be around men who are disgusting and creepy with her - could be anyone's job, somehow is Kono's - and then the show eventually tries to redeem these men by giving them more complex backstories than Kono gets to have... if not for her mother/surfing, her only backstory is her relationship [*coughs*what Max praises her for when he leaves.... also not a personality trait*coughs*], NO BUT THE SEXISM (there's a group of girls locked in the cargo area of a truck and Steve is fighting their (1) captor and he knocks his gun away, has him completely distracted, and you don't think any of those girls might.... help? Join in? Want to shoot this fucking dude with the gun that has been dropped practically at their feet? Nope, nuh uh, they're just there to watch Steve be heroic, to be audience to his epic masculinity. EW. JUST EW.), these specific examples are all from season seven too so what should be improving is literally nose-diving into even deeper depths of misogyny. There's also classism in nearly every episode in some fashion and fatphobia almost every time Jerry or Kamekona or Flippa make an appearance. Plus, y'know, the police brutality that the show is built on.

I'm also pretty sure Peter Lenkov (based on the articles that have come out about his on set abuse, particularly in regards to Lucas Till) really has a chip on his shoulder about Scott Caan/Danny (who is short, blond, has attractive qualities that rely more on bone structure than ruggedness) and regularly tries to back him into traits he considers more 'feminine': wanting to stay out of danger/wait for back-up/you know... use brain rather than brawn, makes him more fashionable (including that scene about the lingerie that definitely could be read more than one way), making him be 'the nag,' etc. I just REALLY HOPE it bothered the fuck out of him that Scott Caan has more of the traditionally masculine qualities than his rock hard ode to masculinity that is Steve McGarrett/Alex O'Loughlin.

[twilightarcade]

AND THEREFORE I NEVER LIE

[drowxiv]

I literally keep "liking" my own posts because someone will reblog and say something SO NICE in the tags and I don't know what else to do ahhhhhhhhhhh

I am more grateful than I can put into words for the nice tags and, especially when someone notices some little detail or something I put in my own tags, it makes me so freaking giddy. Thank you thank you thank you. All my gratitude.

[zestyzigzagoon]

If any non-writers want to have a glimpse into what it's actually like to write, then here. I've been stuck on this lame half-sentence for approximately thirteen days now.

[mediaheart]

it's 1:42 AM and what if i am actually aromantic.

[icewindandboringhorror]

Apparently I can meet my goal of roughly 400,000 words in 6 months if I just somehow write at least 2,200 words a day ghbjh... Almost 2,500 today... huzzah...

[meteorea]

promises to keep . ( a drabble written from cloud's point of view , mirroring tifa's experience on the night of their promise on the water tower as written in traces of two pasts ) .

Despite  long  days  and  nights  ,  the  years  seem  to  have  grown  shorter  and  shorter  ,  each  one  another  closer  to  life’s  real  beginnings  .  An  idea  that  makes  him  nervous  ,  more  nervous  than  most  people  ,  he  thinks  .  Probably  because  he  has  less  “people  experience”  than  most  people  .  Still  ,  at  this  point  ,  nothing’s  gonna  keep  him  in  this  town  .  He  cares  about  his  mom  ,  and  he  cares  about  Tifa  (  in  a  way  he  can’t  really  explain  ,  and  he  doesn’t  really  wanna  try  )   .   .   .   and  everyone  else  ,  he’s  convinced  ,  couldn’t  give  two  shits  if  he  lived  or  died  .  Yet  ,  only  one  of  the  two  people  he  gave  a  damn  about  in  Nibelheim  knows  he’s  leaving  ,  so  he’s  really  tried  to  convince  himself  to  tell  his   .   .   .   friend  ?  He  kinda  wishes  he  knew  what  to  call  her  ,  but  I  guess  labels  disappear  when  he  does  ,  and  he  can  deal  with  that  guilt  another  hour  .  For  now  ,  he’s  gotta  make  sure  Tifa  knows  he’s  leaving  .  He’s  gotta  make  sure  Tifa  knows  why  he’s  leaving  ,  and  that  he’s  not  gonna  be  like  the  other  boys  .  Her  friends  .  The  Four  Fiends  ,  or  whatever  they  started  calling  themselves  after  he  stopped  coming  around  .  Doesn’t  matter  .  He’s  different  ,  and  he’s  gonna  try  to  declare  it  in  whatever  way  he  can  .  He  cares  about  her  ,  and  he  doesn’t  wanna  leave  without  letting  her  know  .  It  is  his  fault  they  don’t  talk  anymore  ,  after  all  .  Even  if  at  times  he  prefers  to  blame  the  others  ,  his  guilty  conscience  always  seems  to  remind  him  of  his  inabilities  ,  failures  ,  and  shortcomings  .

Regardless  ,  he  builds  up  enough  courage  to  emerge  from  his  hiding  place  ,  having  eyed  the  girl  from  afar  for  far  too  long  .  Many  years  ,  in  fact  ,  and  he  tells  himself  this  is  the  day  .  This  has  to  be  the  day  .  He  watches  as  she  approaches  the  general  store  ,  and  he  knows  Emilio  lives  there  ,  too  .  He’s  not  sure  what  she’s  got  on  her  plate  for  the  evening  ,  but  he  does  know  if  he  doesn’t  do  this  right  now  ,  it  ain’t  gonna  happen  .  So  ,  he  runs  up  to  her  with  the  confidence  of  how  he  imagines  Sephiroth  might  act  ,  and  practically  stares  a  hole  through  the  back  of  her  head  until  she  turns  around  to  greet  him  .  He  doesn’t  dare  look  away  ,  staring  straight  into  her  soul  with  such  assuredness  ,  anyone  else  might  think  him  a  total  weirdo  .  But  ,  to  him  ,  and  hopefully  to  Tifa  ,  he  seemed  certain  and  secure  .  His  words  ,  however  ,  completely  contradict  any  air  of  inspiration  he’s  tried  to  muster  ,  as  they  leave  his  lips  in  a  whispered  breath  ,  “  Meet  me   .   .   .  ”  and  he  knows  she  can’t  hear  him  ,  the  way  she  stares  at  him  in  confusion  .  So  ,  he  dashes  toward  her  with  a  force  that  he’s  sure  scared  them  both  for  a  fraction  of  a  second  ,  but  manages  to  still  himself  before  colliding  straight  into  her  ,  “  After  dark  .  ”  Then  ,  a  brief  pause  ,  “  Up  on  the  water  tower  .  ”   He’s  been  thinking  about  this  night  for  years  .

                                   “  Okay  .  ”

That’s  all  he  needed  to  hear  before  disappearing  into  the  sun-set  scorched  skies  of  Nibelheim  . 

The  hours  that  passed  between  that  moment  and  the  moment  of  their  reconvening  were  slower  than  any  miserable  day  or  night  he’d  spent  alone  or  awake  .  They  were  painstaking  and  cruel  ,  causing  his  thoughts  to  race  and  his  fingers  to  shake  at  the  most  random  of  moments  .  It  was  so  obvious  how  worked  up  he  was  that  his  mom  thought  to  comment  to  him  about  it  ,  perhaps  opening  the  floor  for  him  to  speak  ,  but  ,  like  usual  ,  he’d  opt  to  keep  it  to  himself  .  He  would  always  trust  her  ,  he  was  certain  ,�� but  speaking  about  his  insecurities  just  seemed  to  make  them  feel  more  real  ,  and  equally  more  unbearable  .  Even  if  he  knows  she’s  a  pretty  good  listener  . 

As  the  time  passed  ,  the  boy  busied  himself  in  any  way  that  he  knew  how  ,  usually  giving  up  in  a  good  thirty  minutes  to  an  hour  .  Books  ?  Couldn’t  concentrate  .  Cable  TV  shows  ?  Too  obnoxious  .  Studying  ?  Didn’t  have  to  .  The  news  ?  Well   .   .   .   he’d  think  it  too  underwhelming  ,  until  he  sees  Sephiroth  on  the  screen  ,  in  brief  recordings  and  failed  attempts  at  interviews  ,  and  he  decides  to  spend  his  time  watching  with  his  mom  in  their  living  area  ,  comforted  by  the  couch  he’s  spent  many  nights  on  .  He  picks  the  man  apart  ,  studying  his  mannerisms  and  attempting  to  adopt  them  into  his  own  person  ,  as  he  so  often  does  .  He  always  thought  ,  if  people  love  Sephiroth  so  much  ,  if  he  acts  like  him  ,  maybe  they  might  like  him  too  .  At  least  a  little  more  than  they  do  now  .  Like  perhaps  if  he  was  like  Sephiroth  ,  maybe  Tifa  might  like  him  too   .   .   .   like  he  likes  her  ,  but  is  too  afraid  to  even  be  her  friend  about  it  .

It  wasn’t  until  the  sun  completely  disappeared  behind  the  mountains  ,  blanketing  the  sky  in  darkness  ,  that  he  informed  his  mom  he  was  leaving  for  a  bit  .  To  sit  on  the  water  tower  ,  like  he  often  does  ,  always  returning  home  after  a  little  while  ,  safe  and  sound  .  She  usually  lets  him  hang  out  there  ,  understanding  he  needs  time  alone  to  process  things  ,  time  to  think  .  At  least  he’s  going  outside  . 

So  ,  he  sits  against  the  wood  that  he’s  come  to  know  quite  well  ,  and  that’s  come  to  know  him  as  well  .  He  sits  for  what  feels  like  awhile  .  And  a  while  more  .  And  a  while  more  than  that  .  And  he’s  starting  to  wonder  if  Tifa  is  gonna  show  ,  but  she  said  she  would  ,  and  he’ll  always  take  a  person  at  their  word  .  So  ,  he  sits  ,  sometimes  with  his  legs  crossed  ,  sometimes  leaned  over  his  knees  ,  sometimes  leaned  against  the  backs  of  his  arms  ,  looking  to  the  stars  to  remind  him  he’s  not  alone  and  that  this  life  is  worth  living  in  .  When  it  feels  like  an  insurmountable  amount  of  hours  have  passed  ,  he  considers  going  home  .  After  all  ,  Mom’s  probably  worried  .  But  ,  just  when  he  thinks  it  time  to  give  in  ,  he  hears  the  crunch  of  grass  and  the  shifting  of  the  ladder  ,  and  positions  himself  immediately  to  sit  more  casually  ,  like  he  hasn’t  spent  the  last  several  hours  here  anxiously  waiting  ,  ready  to  explode  from  his  self  inflicted  nervousness  .  And  even  after  knowing  she’s  approaching  ,  he’s  still  sitting  with  his  legs  dangling  over  the  upper  platform  ,  waiting  for  her  to  get  there  before  he  says  anything  .  And  when  she  does  ,  and  their  eyes  meet  ,  he  still  can’t  bring  himself  to  speak  ,  but  she  does  .  A  simple  ,  “  heya  ,  ”  casual  and  friendly   .   .   .   shouldn’t  expect  anything  less  .  Or  more  ,  for  that  matter  .  Still  ,  he’s  not  disappointed  .  He  simply  starts  their  conversation  without  so  much  as  a  “  hi  ”  in  return  ,  explaining  to  her  how  he’s  planning  to  leave  .  How  he’s  gonna  be  a  SOLDIER  ,  how  he’s  not  gonna  be  like  everyone  else  ,  and  as  he  speaks  ,  his  words  get  driven  by  passion  and  determination  ,  like  he’s  bragging  about  a  self  that  does  not  yet  exist  (  and  probably  never  will  )  .  But  for  now  ,  it’s  enough  to  keep  him  speaking  .  Explaining  beneath  the  stars  of  the  future  that  he  wants  to  be  a  hero  ,  like  Sephiroth  ,  and  that  he’ll  always  remember  her  .  That  despite  the  fact  he  won’t  be  back  for  a  long  time  ,  and  no  matter  what  changes  ,  he’ll  remember  her  .  And  he  keeps  the  conversation  flowing  ,  despite  the  awkwardness  he’s  creating  and  the  hesitancy  he  feels  when  she  questions  his  heroism  .  Not  about  whether  or  not  he  can  do  it  ,  but  with  such  certainty  that  he  will  do  it  .  That’s  the  part  that  makes  him  nervous  .  That  he’ll  let  her  down  .  But  he’s  gotta  keep  up  the  charade  ,  at  least  for  now  .  Fake  it  till  you  make  it  .  That’s  what  they  always  say  .  He  can  make  it  .  He’s  gonna  be  SOLDIER  .  He’s  gotta  convince  himself  he  can  . 

                     “  Just  ,  promise  me  one  thing  .  When  we’re  older  ,  and  you’re  a  famous  SOLDIER   .   .   .   If  I'm  ever  trapped  or  in  trouble   .   .   .  ”  She  pauses  for  a  moment  ,  and  he’s  flooded  with  stayed  anticipation  ,   “  Promise  me  you’ll  come  and  save  me  .  ”

“  Uh   .   .   .  ”   Is  the  first  word  out  of  his  mouth  ,  because  he  can  hardly  believe  she  believes  in  him  so  wholeheartedly  ,  when  he  hasn’t  even  processed  it  enough  to  believe  in  himself  .  When  she’s  begging  for  a  promise  that  he’s  not  even  sure  he  can  fulfill  .  He  hesitates  ,  like  he’s  betraying  his  honesty  ,  like  he’s  betraying  her  trust  before  he’s  ever  given  a  chance  to  try  ,  but  has  to  convince  himself  that  he  will  .  He  will  save  her   .   .   .   He  has  to  do  that  much  .  Who  else  will  ?

“  Fine  .  I  promise  .  ”

And  she  looks  toward  the  vastness  of  the  universe  that  blankets  them  in  a  million  flickering  lights  ,  and  he  watches  her  as  she  takes  in  the  beauty  of  the  sky  above  them  .  He  glances  up  ,  too  ,  and  thinks  to  himself  that  he’s  kinda  like  one  of  the  stars  up  there  .  But  maybe  he  can  make  it  mean  something  .

[musical-machinery]

not part of the group blog anymore so it goes on my main. yeah i did that !

[dennisboobs]

most annoying thing about being me is that i cannot engage with like. any fanon shit about dennis because i'm constantly on some advanced derangement and the stuff i thought two years ago when i was first getting comfy in the fandom is still the way everyone else looks at dennis but i'm like. yes but its Worse than this. you're like a quarter of the way there. this isn't the interesting bit, this is a symptom of it, keep going.

[thefrogdalorian]

Having of those moments where I wish to yeet the like button into the sun or maybe make it so there was setting you could turn on so that people can only reblog posts (even better with the minimum requirement of adding at least one tag)!!

It's kind of absurd that one of my fics is getting close to 500 notes while simultaneously being one I've had the least actual human interactions come from. Like...... come on, that's now how it should be AT ALL!

Don't get me wrong, I'm so thrilled people are clearly finding it and I guess enjoying it(??) but just having endless likes without people letting me know what they enjoyed about it or even if they liked it kind of makes me sad. That's not why I want to share my writing here!

I love having those little human connections with others. I don't ever want my writing to feel transactional. I would love to talk to more people about things I've written. It's truly one of the best feelings and I would hate to lose that, the more I write or the more notes my fics get. Please don't be shy!! I get the social anxiety, but there is no reason to be. I am truly just a Din Djarin obsessed loser.

Anyway, whine over. I don't want to focus on the negatives here and I appreciate every single person who has ever left a positive interaction with something I've written. You are truly a light!