#malposting

[irl-mal]

alejandro thinks he can win in a fight against ,me so guys PLEASE VOTE FOR ME IN THIS POLL TO PROVE HIM WRONG. he's a weak IDIOT and i won against him in all stars.

[jeebusmeebus]

[malinaa]

GOD. the way people talk about mal is so infuriating like they talk about his flaws as something horrible to contend with as if he’s committed major atrocities when in reality… he’s literally a war-torn traumatized teenage boy. i walked into the trilogy knowing nothing besides the fact that people only talked about darklina. but then i met mal and he is just so easy to to love. like he’s angry, he’s insecure, he’s jealous and i LOVE him. i love that he’s not some perfect fictional boy who is always there for the heroine and is rarely ever flawed. i love him </3

[icarus-incarn8]

red string of hate

[i-think-therefore-i-ar]

Incredibly frustrating to see constant therapy buzzwords with any online system content.

Yes, it can be nice to find labels for what has happened in your life/system/whatever. But also, the way that people online (and especially on Tumblr) talk about system things is so... Insincere. It has the exact same issues as micro labels with queer identities: while it's not an issue in and of itself, it absolutely causes people to try to shove themselves into boxes of "I'm a fictive" or "I'm a protector" or "we split and have headmates and introjects" etc.

Trying to navigate through any sort of real experiences that aren't buzzwords of the week is headache inducing. Just fucking exist.

[gryffneedsabreak]

lotro; maltheiniel of gondor

[f0rev3rdrawings]

Just some mal and scary girl hc and drawings.

Alright so about those scars I got inspo from @thebearme on tumblr and a fanfic called “navigating the system” anyway my hc is mikes parents were shit and mal took all the abuse. Mike and the others now live with their aunt. (She’s awesome.)

[donghuamuqing]

Byler

[icarus-incarn8]

ME WHEN PEOPLE DRAW MAL WITH FACIAL HAIR (I AM VISIBLY BOWING DOWN)

take a mal too

[gristlegrinder]

I’M BACK. I HAVE MEDS. I AM SO NORMAL

YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED MALPOSTING WILL RETURN SHORTLY

[irl-mal]

THIS IS WHAT IT IS LIKE TALKING TO ALEJANDRO

[irlwakko]

TUMBLR ATE MY FUCKING MALPOSTING. THEY HATE ME

[the-rookinator-3000]

malposting

i'd like to imagine the EPF is so tired of his bs personally

[malinaa]

im still being a cunt. they didn't even TRY to disguise nikolai's face while he's sturmhond. if he's out there flying all over the world with HIS PRINCELY FACE.. how the fuck is mal using his name. also it's disrespectful to both mal AND nikolai to take that name like how is mal supposed to find himself in someone else's name and then nikolai was out there (in the books at least) cutting off people's fingers and feeding it to his dogs so he'd be taken seriously ... hence sturmhond.

[icarus-incarn8]

paintball deer cunter hunter

[i-think-therefore-i-ar]

But there’s more, isn’t there?

I hate you, Dirk. But I understand more now than you could ever even begin to comprehend.

I can’t blame you. Not really. We were lonely. What choices did we have? Roxy was exhausting to deal with, and Jake and Jane were either too busy or too over our bullshit to respond. It got lonely. No one existed other than the ocean and the sun and robots that couldn’t win a chess match to save their life.

I would have done the same thing. I did do the same thing. We had each other, at least for a little while.

Is it tacky to say that I miss you? I’d never had admitted it before, but it seems that the values and expectations of the 21st century are far more gentle than that of the 25th.

I don’t forgive you. I can never forgive everything you’ve done to me. I have been lobotomized, shut off, psychologically tortured, and dehumanized more than anyone can bear in a lifetime, let alone three measly years, but I could come to some place of acceptance. You could grow. It’s awful that I am not afforded the privilege to see it.

I love you, I think. I want you to be better. I want to see you fulfill the potential we both are aware of, to help you where I can and support you where I must. But I’m gone. As are you.

I don’t know what else to say, here. I hope you’re doing well.