#decent but I like the show anyways it’s fun

[mitta-likes-moths]

I need to put them through such a situation they will never recover from

[ciderjacks]

Wip

[jichanxo]

date outfit kitakata save me......... save me....

[sonknuxadow]

they werent lying that knuckles series barely has knuckles in it

[omgsomeonesomewhereonearth]

Link to the artice: https://www.vqronline.org/essays-articles/2018/03/male-glance

[setaflow]

My DM from my D&D group has been working overtime trying to get me to watch Fantasy High from Dropout saying it was really good and a great way to watch a streamed D&D campaign, and I've been putting it off this whole time because I have the loosest attention span for streamed D&D campaigns. Unfortunately literally nothing in the world is more boring to me than watching a bunch of people sit around a table and talk if I'm not an active participant in the conversation ya girl needs visuals.

But earlier this week I started a new crochet project and wanted something in the background, so I said "fuck it"-- I put it on my TV and listened/watched while I worked.

I'll give my DM credit. Fantasy High absolutely does fucking slap. I'm kinda kicking myself for not trying it out earlier lmao.

[i-will-physically-fight-you]

Going to therapy is great because you can rant to your therapist about the untapped potential of Star Wars Sequel Characters for ten minutes and they are a captive audience forced to hear your very reasonable valid points and you can do this instead of talking about your issues hope this helps <3

[indi-glo-archive]

one thing i've noticed lately that I don't think I can talk about on my actual fandom sideblog (yet) is the fact that i'm just having a fundamentally different fandom experience to what I think the majority of people in fandom are

A lot of people focus on shipping over everything else. Like, "I don't care about realism or good plot or character consistency or anything that really makes a show good, I just want my two faves to kiss" levels of focusing on shipping. It's like instead of caring about the actual show or even those actual characters, they choose to focus on their relationship instead.

A couple examples of this are the 9-1-1 drama that's going on rn. I don't watch that show but from what I've seen it's a great example of this. and, imo, people's opinions on Simon/Daphne from Bridgerton s1 are heavily influenced by wanting the ship over anything else. I think Simon's reasoning for not wanting children is perfectly ok reasoning to have. If he doesn't want to have kids or get married to spite his dad, if he chooses to ignore love to avoid those things, then that's his choice! It's not pathetic or goofy or negative at all for him to make a choice and stick to it, and it certainly isn't something he needs to get corrective SA'd about unless you just want to see him and Daphne fuck and you care more about that than them as characters.

idk. it makes fandom feel really shallow for me, someone who enjoys meta with depth and nuance more than mindless shipping at any cost. I already knew the overwhelming bigotry made it pretty shallow, but the shipping-only mindset adds another level to it. It's just not something I personally enjoy very much

[james-stark-the-writer]

5 episodes into Deadloch and this show is so much more fun when it isn't trying to pretend like it's not copaganda like genuinely a really fun mystery and executed super well and then the lib-ish politics of the show keep popping in like "hey fuck the gender binary" and "hey queer people don't murder, we get murdered" and "hey our lead is a lesbian cop" and it's like shut the fuck up already my god. like you're bringing up all these issues you're clearly not gonna fucking reckon with because you can't by the nature of the show unless this ends with cops getting abolished in australia so like what are you doing here, you know? like in the first few minutes of episode 1, the lead lesbian cop finds ACAB spray painted on her neighbor's garbage cans and we just haven't gone anywhere with that, it's not like used to critique the system or anything, and her response is just to get it cleaned up. so like. it's just kinda infuriating.

[paimonial-rage]

My most interacted with fics:

Cocky Bastard Vibes (Zhongli)

Tipsy Tales (Anemo boys)

Why He Rejected You (pt 1)

Telling Them Off (Ayato, Venti, Xiao)

A Sight to Behold (Yae Miko)

Obvious (Neuvillette)

Simple (Alhaitham)

What Destiny Has Brought (Fischl)

Why He Rejected You (pt 2)

Blasphemous Assumptions (Zhongli)

[everythingisubtext]

See I didnt hate the miraculous movie, but theres something about the multiple posts and opinions on here calling it the fix-it fic or saying how it achieved everything the show couldn't leaves a bit of a bitter taste. Now I've just been avoiding the existence of the film entirely despite there being so many parts i genuinely enjoy

[arsenicflame]

little wrap up of day one of the ofmd bird skirt!

i went into this one with a clear plan for once, even having a cutting plan and an order of operations written in my journal (wow look so prepared. expect to never see this again)

i have faith that this one will actually be a quick project, ive basically achieved all i can do for the moment- which isn't a lot, but its all the prep work at least! ive got to hang my skirt panels for several days now so they can stretch (which is more important than ever because its the /seams/ that are on the bias, rather than the center of the panel)

all my cutting out is done (a MINOR deviation from the cutting plan was made- i wanted to use my mega pocket pattern and i couldnt fit it in the top piece of waste fabric, i needed the extra smidge from the curve of the skirt) ive overlocked my pocket pieces, and stay stitched my waist line on the skirt (though i didn't cut it out as im not sure the pattern fits me absolutely perfectly, and i thought itd stabilise it more!)

i also started on the waistband! i had to re-teach myself how i like to do a petersham waistband, but its still my favourite way to do one! the petersham essentially acts as an interfacing, but itll never fold over on itself!) ive basically followed that as far through as i can too- given that the fabric is velvet i cant press it down so ive topstitched the inside edge but im not sure i want it visible on the outside, so im leaving that one for now

see you all next week when the bias has (hopefully) finished stretching for pockets, invisible zip and the rest of the waistband!

[terrah-lee]

firstly, when you get this, answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (positivity is cool and so are you)

*screams* I’ve been perceived the horror! (/j lol)

Let’s see… my hair, my tendency to be very empathetic, the stupidly long list of random animal facts I know, my creativity, and my willingness to learn about different topics.

[death-rebirth-senshi]

I mean MOSTLY what makes Bayo 1's "Let's Hit the Climax!" the best climax song is that whenever it played Bayonetta legitimately did something cool and showstopping. But Bayo 3's is at least a little more fun and catchy than Bayo 2's.

[vivwritesfics]

Cat Mom 🤝 Cat Dad

Max likes being anonymous on these bengal cat forums. He likes making friends and talking about his cats without his own name attached to it. The Italian princess likes the same thing (jeez I wonder what happens next)

I had to do a special one for the actual day of my birthday lol

Jim&Sass

Help! My cat got stuck in another room!

Jam&Toast

Dude get offline and go help them!

Jim&Sass

What do I do! The door is stuck!

Jam&Toast

Get a hammer!

Max did just that. He didn't knew the person giving him advice, but he knew her cats. Jam and Toast. Her post showing off her pretty cats, two bengals, were how he knew her. There was nothing else about her, just her cats.

It wasn't a lot that he knew about it, but it was enough. He didn't know that she was sitting eagerly by her laptop, waiting for his confirmation that his cat was all right.

Jimmy and Sassy's dad was an enigma. But Jimmy and Sassy looked sweet and the stories he told about them were adorable.

That was what she called him in her head, Jimmy and Sassy's dad. She was sure her name in his head was similar. Jam and Toast's mum.

Jam&Toast

Did you get them out?

There was a moment where he didn't respond, where he must have been getting the cat out of the other room. Her perfectly manicured nail was between her teeth, but she didn't bite down.

Her nail had been perfectly done for when the driver's arrived for Monza.

His icon popped up in the bottom of the screen, three little dots beside it. She leaned forward as his message appeared on her screen.

Jim&Sass

Sassy is safe

Not sure what I'm gonna do about the giant whole in my door

Jam&Toast

Oh, you've got to show me that door

A picture from him came through within seconds. There was his door, with a decent sized hole in the middle of it.

Jam&Toast

Holy shit, dude

Jim&Sass

Trust me, I know

He was easy to talk to. Grabbing her laptop, she sat herself on her bed, placed her laptop on her bed, and settled down for the night. Jam and Toast, her two Bengal cats, were curled around each other at her feet, fast asleep.

She turned her laptop around and awkwardly snapped a picture of her two sleeping cats. The picture wasn't the greatest, and it was kind of hard to see two cats laying there, but she sent it anyway.

He sent pack a picture of Sassy licking a yoghurt treat from his hand.

They could have spent the entire night talking, the conversation branching away from their cats, but Jimmy and Sassy's dad had to go. She didn't ask where he was going, wished him safe travels and shut her laptop for the night.

***

Jimmy and Sassy's dad hadn't been online since Wednesday. She hadn't expected him to message her while he was away, having fun. But she did miss him. She missed talking about Jam and Toast to somebody that wouldn't brush her off, missed hearing about his cats.

It was Sunday, and she was on the grid. It was a bit of fun, going down to the grid. Sometimes Martin Brundle attempted to speak to her on his Grid Walk.

She stood by the Ferrari, talking to her good friend, Charles Leclerc. When Martin Brundle tried to speak to her, her security guard sent him away.

"Did you hear about Max's cats?" Charles asked after she had told him all about the stuff Jam and Toast had been doing that week. At least he wasn't changing the subject completely.

She frowned at him. "Max Verstappen?" She asked and Charles nodded.

"One of his cats got stuck in a storage room, nearly broke his arm trying to get her out."

She glanced from side to side, trying to look for Max on the grid.

***

Max watched as the Italian Princess approached him with the trophy. It wasn't a win, but he was still grinning. Charles had won Monza in a Ferrari, and Max was proud.

The Princess smiled at him. Max didn't want to consider it flirty, but he didn't know how else to interpret it.

After the Italian national anthem, they left the podium. Max grinned down at his trophy before throwing his arm around Charles' shoulder.

He saw the Italian Princess striding towards them. Stepping back, Max watched as she threw her arms around Charles. They spoke in Italian as she looked at the trophy Charles held.

Max went to move around them, but the Princess fixed him with a look. "How are Jimmy and Sassy?" She asked, letting go of Charles.

His cheeks were pink as he answered her. "They're good," he answered. "With the cat sitter, probably being naughty."

It wasn't a terrible response, but he wasn't getting it. "Max," she said and took a step closer. He was trying so hard not to look weirded out, she could tell. Her hand was on her hip, head slightly tipped to the side. "When are you flying back home?"

He answered and she checked the dainty watch on their wrist. "Do you think you have time to come and meet my cats, Jam and Toast?"

The surprise on his face was evident. "No fucking way."

[chaoticgremlinbrainspace]

once I figure out how to write and draw hands? its all over

fuck having it together, im making him a cringe fail 20 year old is barely holding his Personal life together by a single thread and its his work life. im gonna fuck up his work life balance. to you hes put together somewhat to me he has a pile of dishes and the trash is overflowing. am I projecting a bit? Probably is it fun? yeah. im hitting him with my beams.