#fuck fandom man

[b0tsbby]

We need to take this thing away from white-dominated fandoms. We need to take this thing away from fandoms with white pe-

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[ryemiffie]

I like the idea that Bruce found out Jason was alive not because of some dramatic reveal or anything but just cause he got back from patrol one night and Jason was causualy as fuck in the manor looking through the fridge.

Like Bruce passes the kitchen on the way up to his room and at first he thinks it's Tim or perhaps Dick came over at some point, but then something in his tired brain clicks and he's like "Wait.." And then rushes back to the kitchen doorway.

Lo and behold, there is his son, his precious baby boy he thought was gone forever, tears start to build in his eyes as he gazes at the child he watched die in his arms, his little boy looks so different but he's still that boy from all those years ago, Bruce can tell, a father can always tell. And as mascara runs down Bruce's face, Jason opens his mouth to speak, the first words Bruce will hear from his son in years..

"You're out of milk"

[01-reihanehdraw]

drew Mouthwashing crew in the Bojack Horseman artsyle… 🐴✨🧼

[inkskinned]

you know, you know. no gods, no masters, no kings on pedestals. everyone is fallible. death of the author. you know! you are balanced about your intake of media - you allow the wiggle room, the grace, the gratitude, the skepticism. nobody above criticism.

but still. a weird gut-punch feeling, something akin to betrayal. you read the article. surprise! an author you love is actually: a serial fucking predator.

well, shit. what now. no, you knew he was a person (all people are), but now you're wondering - what have i overlooked by accident? what messages have i internalized that are strange and cruel? and also, like, what the fuck?

his actions lay a thick glaze on top of everything. like each place is now ruined, opaque in a new way. but okay, fine, you've done this before. you knew better, right? you've been betrayed by many a cherished childhood author.

still, this stickiness. fuck. can you pick up that book again. will you read it to your children. you've recommended it to others - will you ever do that again? and of course, of course, no parasocial relationships. you were theoretically above this kind of sentiment. but the artist informs the art, right.

so it's not something as clear-cut as feeling he owed you, specifically (a stranger) better behavior - just that you kind of, in a distant and odd way... sort of trusted him to do better. it's not like a real trust or something speakable, just the faint hope that the product (good books) was a thin representation of the soul. now it feels like the product (good? books?) was a mask. in some small or insignificant way, your previous support of this person lent them power. your money and your time and your laughter.

and the thing is - you have this terrible, echoing sensation. how many times will this happen? over and over. you find out that the singer you love is actually a predator. you learn over drinks that your favorite high school english teacher is in jail for what he did to her. you listen to the news idly and suddenly discover that a woman you used to idolize has been abusing her kids for an actual eon.

what can you touch without the static melting off. you can't even really complain about it too much (you were supposed to know better, and besides, you don't want the same re-split "it's not your fault, love what you love" basic advice), but now it's here. somehow, it feels like - you let him into your life.

it's not that things need to be pure or an artist has to be like, endlessly perfect, mindful. demure. it's more just this terrible truth that has been replayed through your veins so often it feels criminally vain. power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely. did you want any one person to be worth that power?

it's just that he wrote books where he seemed to understand that. he seemed to know about hierarchies and unfair systems and bigotry and privilege. you thought they were books about what it means to struggle. you thought they were about having power and still using it for good rather than for control. he spooned you a narrative of being a good guy, a kind soul. you fucking bought what that fucking monster sold.

maybe that's why they were fantasies, after all.

[elizakai]

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[centaur-dreaming]

NUMBER ONE?! NUMBER FUCKING O N E?! ON TUMBLR?! T U M B L R ? !

[creepst-crypt]

Lon mg bacon store <3

Quick doodle

Old man Yuri

I’m still so burnt out so we get more shitposting

[nonightingalesinberkelysquare]

HER.

[im-trying-my-best-yall]

George Weasley likes sweet girls who are kinda mean to him and i dont make the rules

[darkmuffinstudios]

i love how you draw the sans Aus so much

genuinely i want to draw them like you (not exactly the same but i hope you get what i mean)

(sorry if this was submitted twice, my computer was acting weird)

I recorded my process of how I sorta draw them ofshdjchsxuvhfneld

[aeroc-alt]

I'm finally free from college for the time being so I'm letting the aftg brainrot take over (more specifically Andreil brainrot...)

[minyard-05]

idk i mean. i'm just thinking about dan wilds. dragging herself out of where she grew up, grasping at threads of any opportunity, anywhere that might be better than this, sleeping with her exy racquet at night, fighting tooth and nail through life until it all comes crashing past in the form of david wymack. and the train won't slow down, won't let her step back and decide, she just has to grab onto the hand outstretched and don't let go, don't ever let go. wymack gives her a place to belong, to stay, something to build on rather than piece back together. no wonder she cares about him like a father. wymack represents dan's whole world stringing itself together and starting to come back into a whole. she comes to the foxes so she can stay. she finds friends, finds somebody who loves her, she's made captain. she gets fire from fans and the press, but nobody will fucking take this from her because nobody will ever prise her bloody hands from this life. she's fought too hard for it for it to be stolen.

so when neil shows up at palmetto, dan recognises the world-weary grief in his eyes, recognises the stubborn set of his jaw, the firm stance that he holds himself in. neil needs this too, its helping him breathe. dan knows it because it's helping her breathe too. admittedly neil's a lot more messed up than she was expecting, but she doesn't care, like calls to like, and every swing at her team is a swing at her. they will have to rip the foxes out of her grip before she lets them go.

as offensive dealer, dan stands on the half court line between the strikers. front and centre. she heads the team, she leads them, she is who they look to for direction. not kevin, not neil, not andrew, not wymack. dan. she is their captain and she has fought desperately to be it. she will not let them down.

thinking about her facing riko for coin toss at the final game and knowing he killed seth, he is the sole cause for allison's months of grief, he took neil, he tried to take kevin, he is what has caused her foxes so much pain and hurt over the past year and he smiles at it.

we talk about how neil and kevin cling onto exy like its keeping them alive, but we forget that it's doing the same thing for dan, too.

[thefloatingstone]

The older I get and the more terrible takes I see the more in favour I become of gatekeeping

[4ever-feral]

It’s literally a crime that I can’t run my fingers through Jensen soft beautiful hair. This will always be my favorite look for him 😩😩

[littlefankingdom]

I know y'all are not ready for it, but I'm this close 🤏 to hc Bruce having an eating disorder because of how strict Alfred is written about food in canon and fanon. Everyone is writing it as if it's a funny joke that the Batfam has to hide "unhealthy" snacks from him, but it's not. (Btw, just the "healthy" and "unhealthy" label are wrong and bad. Food is food.)

In the comics, Bruce will be offered a donut and think about how Alfred would disapprove and how it will harm his health, before accepting. And, sure, to live the life he lives, Bruce need to follow a particular diet. But it's just ONE donut, it cannot harm him. That's not a healthy mindset at all. The fact that Bruce, as a grown adult with kids, is thinking about Alfred's reaction to him eating a donut before accepting, vocalizing how it is against the rules, is alarming.

And maybe I would accept it, as a non-usamerican, if it was because of the toxic things they put in your food there (criminal what they make you eat), but it's never about that. No, it's about the calories and the heartburn, and "fast food and sugar" are bad, and "poor people food is bad" (Alfred's classicism is another point for another time). Alfred controls what the Wayne eat and he is very controlling about that, as the boys will also comment about Alfred disapproving something before eating it. This is some ED behavior, you shouldn't worry about food like this. And like, I'm split between being thankful neither Bruce or the kids enforce it to one another, but also being annoyed they need to remind others how "Alfred wouldn't approve" when they see them eating something not allowed.

Thinking about Dick and his cereals, especially that Nightwing (2016) page where he gets a Nightwing truck and it has a compartiment with a ton of cereals. It is a commun behavior in children who were restricted some type of food to over indulge in it once they are independent. If cereals were something Alfred was against because he finds it "unhealthy", Dick's extreme love for cereals is a red flag.

Me, talking about Bruce: The boy was mentally fucked up enough, you didn't have to give him an ED on top, Alfred!