alright hold on hold on hold on we're doing 3am gender thinking again
so the initial idea of my views on gender that occurred to me at 5am last time in what was probably a manic episode is fuck gender I can't fit the boxes expected of me so I'll dismantle the whole system and do my own thing
so problem is I can't do that, I can't dismantle the whole system and go my own way because I am entirely dependent on the sex and gender systems we have in place and how other people view sex and gender
additionally the idea that gender itself is the outdated stereotypical system is flawed, gender is the way a person feels and we've made categories and boxes to describe incredibly complex feelings
the problem is the more specific a gender gets, the smaller that box gets, the more people are excluded from that box so the solution is another box that fits better or make their own like with neogenders
the solution is a line of gender boxes like hermit crabs...
the fun part about thinking of gender and stuff is that I personally believe that every single person on earth experiences gender and life differently from every other person, even if only slightly
so theoretically if every person on earth were to describe their gender outlook and gender experiences and form a gender identity from that, then there could theoretically be 8 billion god damn genders
the solution is more genders
the solution is running Doom (1993) on my fucking gender
friday, august 11
day 5: Benji gets Ethan to watch something geeky/nerdy (@benthan-week-forever)
Ethan and Benji found themselves cuddled up on a soft sofa, enjoying a quiet evening together.
The room was dimly lit, and the only source of illumination came from the glow of the television screen.
They had decided to watch an episode of Star Trek, a show that Benji was particularly fond of.
As the opening credits rolled, Benji couldn't help but share his excitement with the older one. He began explaining the intricate details of the technology featured in the show, his voice filled with passion and enthusiasm. Ethan listened intently, his eyes fixed on his partner’s face. He had a soft look, a mixture of adoration and contentment, as he soaked in every word that the blonde spoke.
In that moment, Ethan realized just how deeply he was in love with Benji.
It wasn't just the physical attraction or the shared adventures they had experienced together. It was the simple joy of being in each other's presence, of feeling the warmth of their bodies pressed against one another on the sofa, and of witnessing the genuine excitement in Benji's eyes as he talked about something he loved.
As the episode progressed, Ethan couldn't help but steal glances at Benji.
He marveled at the way his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, the way his hands gestured animatedly as he explained the intricacies of warp drives and transporters. It was in these moments that he realized just how much Benji meant to him.
They had been through so much together, facing danger and uncertainty at every turn. But in that quiet moment, cuddled up on the sofa, Ethan knew that he had found something truly special. Benji was not just his partner in missions; he was his lover, his confidant, and his best friend.
As the episode came to an end, Ethan leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on Benji's forehead. "Thank you for sharing this with me," he whispered, his voice filled with love and gratitude. The younger one smiled, his eyes shining with affection. "Anytime, Ethan."
And so, they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of their love and the glow of the television screen. In that small apartment, Ethan and Benji found solace and happiness in each other, cherishing the simple joys of cuddling on a sofa and watching Star Trek together.
okay like the thing is that suicide jokes and such are probably not that bad or that big of a deal if you're not really suicidal but if you're For Real suicidal or have been before and are not doing well mentally and you keep making them and start finding comfort in the thought you could kill yourself if you wanted to. be careful
omg so when Dipper eventually learns the demonic language, does that mean he and bill can just casually have a conversation?
like they're bantering with each other in English and then Bill brings up something in demonic tongue, and dipper bites back also in demonic tongue and then boom both of them just switched languages without even realizing??
or is it a case of "Dipper understands but can't speak" where he hears conversations, but completely replies back in English 😭
It's the first one! Though it'll take a bit for Dipper to get to the point of true fluency, he's got years to do so - and plenty of motivation to boot.
I was gonan make a post apologizing for lack of regular art but I feel like jts already clear im sporadic and in and out of it bc chronic pain and circumstances. So for now I'm gonna hibernate, get my health steady again, deal with money issues, and art will happen when it happens.
Another thing I noticed (while also doing a quick confirmation peek at VLR): some sound effects stick around with Uchikoshi across his games - like the save sound effect - that act almost like his signature. That's hype.
I even noticed while browsing the files for VLR's sound effects
"SE_COM_GAME_ON.wav" is also used in AITSF when getting pages for the Dream Album. That is so sick.
anon!!!!!!!!!! yeah i really wasn't feeling super great :c (normal ocurrence i just get like that every once in a while) and i tend to step away from tumblr bc of it. thank u for checking in i really appreciate it🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 💖💖💖💖💖
what are the rules at a nude figure drawing class, apparently I'll be attending one wednesday cause it's the only time I can meet up w my friend and her partner while its in town, and y'all. I have scribbled and at times I might have even doodled, but I don't draw and certainly haven't drawn a nude person before. and any drawing class would've been anxiety inducing for me, especially as a setting for meeting a new person who seems super cool and who I'd like to make a good impression on, but this is just gonna be another level of uncomfortable for me ngl. would it be rude to bring a coloring book and some shitty crayola colored pencils while the ppl around me actually do the drawing they're there to do.