#isnt life so funny

[minionsuncle]

Blarmy!

[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.

[ameliadoesstuff]

something about s1-3 zane is just. oh this guy is so silly and friend-shaped. look at his friendly boy swag. like????? how could you ever hate him. the ultimate silly

not to hate on his titanium era because frankly it is very cool. but the essence of s1-3 zane is unique and uncapturable. he is just a little guy you can put in your pocket. his default facial expression is so inherently funny. there are no thoughts behind these eyes. i would trust him with my life.

[andstuffsketches]

Maybe not Impulse, But I think she would date Cissie

a glimpse into a possible future....

[nyllyte]

"Jimmy should die third"

"Jimmy needs to win this season"

No youre all wrong. He needs to get second place. Think about how funny that would be.

[ilynpilled]

jaime turning women down constantly more bc he is very monogamous and in love with someone else right now for the first time and is also kinda scared of actually having sex with someone other than cersei is sm better to me than “i respect the kg vows of chastity so intensely rn actually because i changed into a good and serious person” or whatever lol

[hyuckonia]

another godly crucible lineup. these ghosts cant catch a break when the whole damn school is full of fucking FREAKS

bonus:

[zeravmeta]

upper middle class guda is such a funny unintended consequence of ordeal call 2 because im 100% certain that the writers didn't really intend for it to be like that BUT I think it'd be really funny to misconstrue it a bit and have it explain that guda has very little sense of money especially because they're also surrounded by servants who just throw money into gudas path + the only money theyve used for the past decade(?) is multicolored rocks, golden cups and in-house company credit cryptocurrency to feed to their blorbos

"the ultimate 9-5er of humanity is a rich nepobaby who has never once looked at their bank account out of anxiety so they don't realize theyre a millionaire" is honestly the funniest footnote characterization they could have added to "Norm L. Manne" guda

[daily-lea-crosscode]

sonic racing WHAT..........?

[chikactus]

Im not even really using tumblr yet and im pretty sure none will see my scribbles but its fun to post (and pookie said the same) so here ya go :3

[algrenion]

for the low, low price of $39.99, you too can simulate the experience of terminal illness in The Sims 4!!

[robinson-graves]

[sits up suddenly from my coffin] anybody fuck with my super danganronpa 2 x guy who didnt like musicals au

[3-aem]

forbidden 4pm coffee…weak minded weak willed, try masochistic 7pm espressos

[twosidedcherrytrees]

Small Collection of TDLOSK doodles ive accumulated over the course of my rewatch (mainly saiki)

Pt.1 one maybe if I decide to post more

[dani-the-human]

Yknow what? No. I absolutely will not be normal about these characters! I am sad and life is fleeting, I deserve to obsess over fictional characters. THEYRE FICTIONAL AND IT HURTS NO ONE.

I WILL NOT BE SHAMED FOR FINDING SOMETHING THAT LETS ME HAVE THE FERAL CHILDHOOD EXCITEMENT I WAS DENIED

[fatedroses]

Tender meetings and harsh disciplining.