#im tired of tagging GOOD BYE.

[deadoralivecomic]

PROLOGUE - page 8. END.

[ghostorbz]

A buncha invader zim stamps I found (with credits!! Awesome cool!!)

Other characters:

cupcake - tak is awesome - insane fandom - purple - red

Dib centric:

big head - squee - happy - paranormal head

Zim centric:

never lie to zim - cute - head pigeons - the bucket - mine - taco human

zadr centric:

support - space - con 1 - con 2 - zadr - hmm... - not a stamp but im obsessed with it

Other...

everything - stare... - "i love irken letters" - drop

[snowthedemonfox]

my favourite pastime is making crossover aus that will only appeal to like 3 people

being both a 17776 fan and a portal fan has given me too much power (its like 2am i rushed half of this in an attempt to get my ideas on the canvas before i forgot)

(bonus live footage of me about to commit a crime)

btw i barely have anything for this '''au''' yet feel free to throw ideas @ me

[moeblob]

Karen has four older brothers and this is Ross! He's the second oldest and he looks rather polite and smiles a lot and when he's at work he can behave most of the time... but he really has such a foul mouth it puts Right to shame.

And Karen when she was a kid couldn't pronounce S's and they sounded like Z's. So when her brothers would be leaving for school she would say "enjoy zool" and just. Could NEVER say Ross's name correctly so he told her to just call him Oz. And it stuck but only with Karen. She's the only one to use it and no one else is allowed.

[windupaidoneus]

havent put the phone down yet due to severe autism event lets set a scene

a title once born as a name, now discarded. what he once was, what he remained and endured beyond lifetimes, yet no longer. sudden. abrupt. a world left behind from one moment to the other, and at last his claws had stopped leaving their mark on the memory of it. free to be held tenderly or wander and vanish rather than being caged in the everlasting minds of those who had long sufficiently served their star, the memories of eld, although still most cherished, could find some manner of rest alongside them.

death. the bliss of letting go, finally within reach - and he'd achieved it, he'd lived death!

he found no bliss in it.

he was hades. all other names were pretense or play. hades lived a quite comfortable life nowadays, with little else to worry about. a small house in a quiet yet welcoming neighbourhood, the cold of ishgard barely noticeable thanks to the warmth of the few neighbours he'd managed to take a mild liking to. or... less than mild, but such things were not for him to admit. (and yet he would if prompted.) and of course, the life companion who'd so kindly granted him shelter... why, he was the radiant sun still, to hades. a shining light. a guiding star.

he took solace in the familiarity of it. after so long, it hadn't changed.

nothing could ever undo grief, but over time, it became more bearable. a once searing pain engulfing his whole being had become rather dull, though the pangs resurfaced every now and then. when they did, he would sometimes find the humility to hold onto that star. an implicit request for comfort, one the star was only too happy to fulfill - for the star mourned too, and so much of it the same people. the memories of eld roamed free, they did, and the both of them would contemplate as they passed over them as though northern ilsabardian lights in the night sky.

he was hades. all other names were pretense or play. sometimes both. the man never had an aversion to theatre after all! although his roles were not all so flattering, an unseeming sense of pride would wash over him at the thought. sometimes he still wore old monikers in private, for the sake of entertainment... of sorts. and well, to anyone he did not know he was simply aidoneus, the warrior's mysterious spouse. both pretense and play, it was. that one was certain. more controversial names did not find use all too often yet they found a way, whether he was prompted to narrate events from his own lives by a morbidly curious star or to simply play a role in some incomprehensible roleplay scenario often begun as part of a playful argument.

the emperor. the third seat. his most prized characters... though he was once them. but no longer, no longer.

he was... hades. all other names, pretense or play... sometimes both.

it became harder to tell the more he gave it thought.

few things were capable of instilling fear in him anymore. all the same, the warrior would find the mirrors of his home taken down or covered upon his return.

he was hades, and yet looking upon his reflection he sometimes believed otherwise. what did it mean, to be "hades"? he could scarcely recognise himself some days. and after all he hadn't known himself as hades for so long up until the moment of his death.

but hades was the best thing he could be. at times, he simply... wasn't.

he would act the part, of course. as always was his wont. when he felt like no one - like nothing was real least of all himself, he would still hold onto the light. he would still whisper teases, admonish him for not paying enough attention to him or himself, tell him he loved him. and without lying... but without really telling the truth either. if nothing felt real, nothing was "true"... or so he would argue.

but he wouldn't argue. he would not speak one word of it. speaking of the times he felt like no one would come with speaking of the times he felt like another.

he did not know whether he would ever be capable of facing this reality. one he longed to deny... and could not.

he knew better than to still look down on the people he would now call his peers. a non-issue often enough yet an insidious tug in his chest would drag down every now and then, and before his eyes would flash the people these neighbours once were. their colours. the memories of eld they unwittingly contained within them. it was no prison like the minds of those who held onto these memories so long ; these were of a more fleeting, ephemeral nature, and thus far more free... but they formed a cell of their own around the third seat. once revolting, they now merely taunted him, a reminder of his failures, of all he lost. of all he gave up on when hades' heart chose the sun over fading clouds.

he was not the third seat anymore yet sometimes he was. it had been him for so long, small wonder it had become part of his mind in the end... part of him. of his heart. but it was not a realisation he wanted to share or even think about. if he did, then he would have to look at the sun and acknowledge the bitterness still residing within him. within the third seat. within the man who once betrayed the sun, or so the sun sees it.

or so they both see it. the third seat was always a man of contradictory belief. vengeful, yet finding all the fault in himself. some things simply, truly never changed.

but the third seat was to be expected. it was something he accepted even, albeit quietly. dissociating himself from who he'd been for so long could only be so easy.

it was not the third seat in the mirror who prompted him to avoid his reflection.

the third seat... and the emperor. his most prized characters. and yet as he'd glazed vacantly over the despicable figure facing him he wished that, in even a single one of these damned roles he cherished so much from an actor and playwright's standpoint, he'd found it in himself to put an end to his own life.

yet death couldn't bring him atonement nor salvation. he knew, for he'd lived death, and had found no bliss in it.

the sun was not oblivious. the sun, himself comprised of a multitude of tiny stars, could notice the shifts. in attitude. in posture. in language.

he remained silent. after all, himself had never found the words for it either.

[amynchan]

Listen, I may not like the Anti-Jiang Cheng perspective, but I hate the condescension even more.

Like. Dude. Do you *have* to insult the intelligence, humanity, and sympathetic response of everyone who loves this bitter angry grape man??? Do you have to "Oh you sweet stupid summer child" or "you fucking twat" or "you abuse apologist" everyone who likes him? Do you have to call names and yell and be mean about it??? Like, seriously.

The only characters who aren't given any form of goodness in the book are Wen Ruohan, Wen Chao, and Jin Guangshan. Wen Chao's girlfriend even got something to her name when you read her last few scenes. But Jiang Cheng, Jin Guangyao, and Xue Yang all got something positive. I may not vibe with the latter two, but I can see and respect those who do. To me, it isn't hard. And when it DOES get difficult, my first step is to walk the other direction. If I feel haunted and plagued, then it's the block button.

Like, your fandom experience doesn't have to turn you angry and bitter and lashing out at people who think differently or have different traits that endear someone to their heart. Yeah, it could be a "slutty waist," or it could be a series of traits that are cathartic to watch and not act on, or it could be the inherent tragedy of a character. Who knows, and who cares?

If you hate him, then cool. You do you. I do genuinely mean this. I don't have a problem with other people hating my guy because I know that some people will for reasons that are valid and their own. But you don't have to hold your opinion with the same fervor of an obsessive evangelist, condemning all who disagree with you to a special kind of hell. Enjoy your favorite characters, hate Jiang Cheng in peace, and let go of the need to sneer at everyone you personally disagree with.

[deoidesign]

I adore reading your rambling tags, don't stop posting things there 😩

Don't you worry. I think I might be incapable of stopping idk what happened I never used to tag ramble

[imavikingo]

There is something that I can’t understand and will never understand about fandom “culture”

Why EVERYTHING (or a lot of things) need to be canon or acknowledged by the actors/directors/producers to be accepted by the fandom? In specific ships?

And why when a “ship” (two characters, really) have more screentime than others/other characters aren’t in the picture anymore, people take that as a victory as see their ship as more valid and “actually canon”? And mock/harass others for it?

Also there is this thing people have been doing a lot too: Thats calling everyone that doesn’t like the ship you like names (and also calling them terms that before actually meant something awful but nowadays can be said for simply tagging the incorrect ship in a fucking post)

Canon isn’t always the norm here kid. At least when it relates to ships and scenarios. (Bc if we’re talking about characterization… yes it needs to be canon in a sense or we’re writing/making ocs out of canon characters)

Most of the more popular ships will never be canon and have never been, especially the gay ones. (See Drarry, Narusasu, Frodo/Sam, Johnlock, etc, etc)

So why suddenly we care so much about what NEEDS to be canon or not?

Why people NEED to see their ships be canon so badly?

Sure, I can be seen as a hypocrite because Ive been talking about Stucky a lot in the canon and what happened in EG, but they actually did that themselves. The directors talked about gay characters, the actors talked about Stucky. So actually it isn’t something ludicrous or anything. (I’ve never thought they would actually make the ship canon -bc that would be a big problem for them “how can you make Cap America gay!” And shit- but I thought they would at least make them still be friends or friendly or acknowledge the “bromance” and they just killed the friendship in one scene with the most ooc shit ever). In fact, I’m more annoyed by that. They assassinated Steve’s character and Bucky’s progress.

Nevermind…

Why people fight so much about ships and use terms that shouldn’t be brought into stupid shit like this?

Fandoms are supposed to be fun and to have discussions (in good faith) about the canon. What we like and what we don’t like about it.

Besides, a lot of current media are about stuff that’s been remade over and over again. So they have a lot of adaptations and you can pick and choose too, if you want.

And if you don’t like the canon? Easy! Do analysis, criticize it, write fics, do fanart, do creative shit or simply ignore it! No one is forcing you to keep on watching the show or the stuff you now hate/cant stand. That’s what Im doing at least.

Sure, I criticize some people and movies a lot and get actually annoyed by the disrespect towards/assassination of some characters, but at the end of the day I can only shrug and say “it is what it is” and leave it at that. (Meaning not giving them money for the new stuff/not watching nor caring about it and only acknowledging the old things I actually care about and like)

But I don’t insult or disrespect other people in fandom because of it. And also I don’t harass the directors or actors either, ffs.

Idk, Ive always been on the sidelines of the stuff I follow, I’ve never been on the thick of fandoms so maybe thats why I don’t understand.

And I’ve also not seen so many crazy shit (the most crazy stuff Ive seen is people calling others racists for tagging a ship incorrectly and also others inflating the tag of a ship in ao3 so their ship would be “the most popular” with most fics, in that fandom) because I actually curate what I see. I don’t like a ship? I mute, if I can’t stand a person or a ship? I block em. Simple and easy.

I’ve always drawn stuff for myself, read fics and made headcanons. Only recently I’ve been sharing stuff more openly, so maybe it’s that.

Idk.

I’m just tired of seeing discourse and people fighting over this stuff.

[berryblu-soda]

Anyways update i just didnt bother to post earlier:

fr God is good and the whole car crash my parents got into last week was so incredibly mild in terms of injuries!!!! worst was a bruised knee im pretty sure

ALSO-

*taps mic* HUG YOUR FREAKING LOVED ONES OR SO HELP ME!!!!!!!

[lemongogo]

[outsideyourhousewithaknife]

I wish in addition to top posts tumblr had a feature with worst posts. Like, yeah, here's this person's successes, but I wanna see their failures, their earliest posts, the stuff most people didnt care about but that they liked well enough to keep up.

[chiistarri]

what if instead of messaging me in the middle of the night about your stupid fucking girlfriend and your stupid fucking problems with her you actually act like my fucking friend and message me like how you message everyone else in our group

[lucky-draws]

started my journal...

[monsterbisexual]

things have been scary n hard n a lot but i do feel good sometimes..theres good things too they might not seem like big things or as meaningful but it still matters n makes a difference! things might get scarier n harder etc overall n probs will at least sometimes.. even when it feels like things shld be easy theyre usually not but im trying ! n thats smth i suppose

[femmefaggot]

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[princess-starscourge]

can you bitches recommend raiden & scara fluff 2 me bcuz i’ve fallen into the hole and can’t get out not that i tried thanks in advance :-)