#anyway i'm way overthinking this

[lifeisstrange-incorrectquotes]

Max: When I was younger before I knew about gay people, my best friend called me “a homo” and I thought it meant homeless.

Max: And I was so confused — I said, “But Chloe, you’ve been to my house!”

[snarkspawn]

advocatus diaboli

[royalarchivist]

[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]

Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?

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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.

Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!

Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.

* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.

[shuploc]

I just wanted to say really quick, you have no idea how much I love your Miguel drawings, they're so awesome!! Please never stop drawing him! 🥺

Haha, thank you, I'm really glad you like them! 😊 I'm not planning on stopping anytime soon either, it feels so wonderful to finally just allow myself to be inspired and draw whatever I feel like in the moment!

I will say, I am a little afraid it might turn stale pretty soon though, the ideas I'm coming up with are starting to kinda... feel very familiar, if that makes sense. I'm not sure how many times I can keep "serving" when it's just another drawing of Miguel looking slightly annoyed, y'know 😅 I'm sure ya'll will let me know when it's gets boring though. But thank you for the ask!

[lovesodeepandwideandwell]

ok this is a deeply deeply weird manifesto and i'm sorry but i feel suddenly very burdened to say it so. if you felt like we were friends and i unfollowed you, this is for you. (don't be scared this is not about problems with anyone this is just my mess. that I think is ok to have which is why I'm talking about it)

so I joined tumblr in 2020 when a) the world was isolated b) I had just moved to a new city and was living alone taking Zoom classes in my apartment. what started as a mindless distraction became such a lifeline of connection and friendship! and still such a support as things started to open back up and get busier in 2021, when I was teaching and in class in person but still struggling for close in-person friendships. I know the group dynamic on here has shifted a number of times, as some of you probably experienced from various vantage points. my use of tumblr has shifted too, on and off, as I've needed different things out of it and been in different spiritual and emotional states. and I've kind of come to realize that I probably threw myself in too eagerly in some ways. it was so exciting to have actual friends on here and for them to actually turn into friends in person, that honestly I maybe prized that dynamic too much for what it symbolized over actually valuing the people. I'm sorry for doing that.

anyway, that worked fine for a bit, but as (glory be to God) I've become much more plugged into my in-person community in the last couple years, I've felt more and more emotionally strained. I've taken up a new attitude towards my family that's much more in line with God, but also much more draining as it means I have to just pour out in prayer and love and wait with patient sorrow over some things rather than fighting and defending my perspective as always right and necessary; and then there's the church-related grief my family has gone through over the last year. I've had a very delicate and difficult friendship that pulled up a lot of unresolved stuff from a college situation and felt endlessly wearying at times. I've had another issue from college recur in a way I thought had been healthily resolved years ago. I've had this whole roommate marriage situation that as y'all know is a very weird trial and pressure. My church has been dealing with a strange and tough ongoing struggle that was already stressing me out before I started working there. My small group has been amazing and I've loved connecting with and relying on them more, but that connection also means more fully bearing the griefs of a lot of different people dealing with the different struggles of life. My advisor situation has been so weird and tough, making my academic work really hard, and then this recent church work has been fulfilling but physically and often mentally exhausting. My future location, work, and community is up in the air after a few years of stability. (I really didn't mean to make this a recitation of my woes, but honestly it's really helpful to see it all written out here; helps explain my deep deep exhaustion, I guess.)

If I ever followed you on tumblr, I love you. In a number of different ways. I feel fondness at the thought of you and at your presence; I want to know you more fully; I desire the good for you; and I find my well-being to be, at least a little bit, tied up with yours. That last one is the rub. As I'm sorting through all the callings and duties in my life, trying to identify what counts as changing my tires versus what wears my tires out, I've found that my tumblr dashboard can switch back and forth very unpredictably between one thing and the other. Often it's a delight to come on here and find my friends and the cool things we're showing each other and the joys and sorrows and goofy moments of our lives! But at other times, when what I desperately need is an escape and rest and humor to provide solace from in-person cares, I find myself pricked all over again by the sorrow of the world and the stress of sin--or even just irritated by stuff I find irrelevant or disagree with or don't want to be reminded of.

To be clear, I'm not saying anyone's doing anything wrong on here. The opposite; I love the freedom y'all have to seek out what helps you, whether that's a lot of facts and ideas or a lot of goofy content or recipes or weird TV or music or venting about life or seeking prayer or advice! We all have the freedom and responsibility to determine how to use the tools we have to aid us in pursuing the good, whether the good is a quick laugh or building up virtue. But I think for me, at this point in my life, my duty and calling has swung back towards my in-person connections in a variety of ways, and I have to honor that.

The lie of infinity that the internet offers is just that--a lie. for me, that lie right now is being laid bare in my inability to have infinite care for everyone whose path I cross. I could follow everyone on here whom I'm endeared to, could keep messaging and replying and building relationships, but it would be a lie to think I can offer that love and care to everyone I would like to. In-person friendships are limited by physical proximity and time; online friendships can't be unlimited either. I need to apologize for acting as though they could be, and committing myself beyond my limits; but also, my life has really changed, and I'm not going to be caught either by the lie that online is only worthwhile if it's permanent.

I want to be clear that I value the connections I've had with you. I've loved exchanging mail and phone calls, messaging fun things back and forth, being online at the same time or learning about your day after the fact. Please know, also, that I have gone to war in prayer for you, and I continue to do so. I wish that I knew how to love widely without feeling pulled apart and worn down, by difference and sorrow and sin (mine and yours). I hope God is sanctifying me toward that end. But right now I'm fairly convinced I need to honor my calling to in-person friendships; I need to protect my mind and heart from even little pricks and distractions, so that I can keep my desires in order and use my energy for prayer and Scripture and to do good work and love the people God's made my physical neighbors. I really do love you, and I wish we had infinite time to talk and think together. I'm so excited to be with y'all in heaven forever. And who knows--maybe my life will shift yet again (it's looking likely) and I'll have a ton of spare energy and love and will come sheepishly back looking to connect with you again. We'll see. You deserve love and attention and connection, in person and online, and I'm sorry that--at least as it feels to me--I held out the promise of giving you that and then had to withdraw it.

so. there's all that. My dash is super quiet these days, thwarting my dopamine search but pushing me towards texting friends, towards meditating more fully on Scripture, towards praying over my work and burdens. I hope you can understand and maybe even be glad that, God willing, this is how I'm able and needing to work for the kingdom right now. love you love you

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

I'm three episodes in and I scrambled to doodle her as soon as I could . Liko's character doesn't just cater to me . she IS me. straight up

[wayfinderships]

To any Aro Mutuals that ship romantically, I have a question! Do you still call your s/is Aromantic? Or do you consider them something else?

[bambiraptorx]

Aight I've heard the whole "the normal amount of pain is zero" thing but like how much pain is the normal amount after relatively strenuous and/or unusual activity? Like when you're doing stuff you wouldn't necessarily normally do and you're not used to it? By that I mean being on your feet for four to five hours lol I have no idea how people work eight-hour shifts at my job

[daughterofhecata]

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[mystical-one]

what are your top ten favorite Bob Dylan songs?

MARVELLOUS QUESTION!!!! in absolutely no particular order:

My Own Version of You - Rough and Rowdy Ways (2020)

Isis - Live at Boston Music Hall, Boston, MA - November 21, 1975 - Evening - The Bootleg Series, Vol. 5 - Bob Dylan Live 1975: The Rolling Thunder Revue

Country Pie - Nashville Skyline (1969)

Do Right To Me Baby (Do Unto Others) - Slow Train Coming (1979)

Tell Me, Momma - Live at Free Trade Hall, Manchester, UK - May 17, 1966 - Live 1966 "The Royal Albert Hall Concert" The Bootleg Series Vol. 4

Summer Days - Love And Theft (2001)

One Too Many Mornings - The Times They Are A-Changin' (1964)

Motorpsycho Nightmare - Another Side of Bob Dylan (1964)

Obviously Five Believers - Blonde On Blonde (1966)

Saving Grace - Saved (1980)

BONUS!!!! Black Diamond Bay - Desire (1976)

OKAY ONE MORE EVERYONE GO LISTEN TO HE'S FUNNY THAT WAY - UNIVERSAL LOVE - WEDDING SONGS REIMAGINED (2018)

[vulturevanity]

normal thing to say about your dear friend who you think is really cute and charming and hard-working and basically the perfect wife material

[mdverse]

hi hello ok i have a fic-related question: when u guys are writing/reading fanfics, do u have a preference when it comes to present tense vs past tense? like do u think one flows better than the other, do u think some stories work better in past tense while others work better in present tense? etc etc idk how to phrase any other questions i have about this rn but i am sincerely wondering

[chase-the-music]

Unless I've missed something vital, I think more could be made of Ghost's position as the anti-Catholic church regarding the treatment of Nihil's children.

What if Nihil and Imperator were married, or at least married in the eyes of Ghost(the ritual in Dance Macabre could even be something to do with that), and that's what makes Copia someone who has to prove himself at first whereas 1-3 are bastard children and therefore fit to reign as Papa in the eyes of Satan?

This also seems consistent with Terzo only being 3 months younger than Secondo.

[marshmellowtea]

i literally cannot overstate how much it shook me in world tour when sierra said chris was born in 1978 which means he was probably around 29/30 in the original series. i thought he was in his 40s this whole time but no he doesn't reach his mid 40s until the reboot......i feel sick this is just WRONG

[seventh-district]

not even gonna tag this properly bc i don't wanna get Involved but i do have some Thoughts i need to get out into the void so here we go

(aaa quick edit: CW for mention/discussion of Boothill leaks)

[vt-scribbles]

There's gotta be a term for "I want this character to be fat/gay/a poc/etc but they're not exactly the nicest/best person and I fear people will accuse me of 'demonizing' that person 'because' of their body type/race/sexuality/gender despite the design and character writing being completely unrelated"

Edit addition: I guess this can be summed up as 'it sucks that the urge to make representation for people is constantly squashed by the reality that people will see 'imperfect representation' and freak out. It happens every time a piece of Queer media gets popular.