#mason vent

[hgmason-hellion]

Why is drivers education so fucking expensive.

[heatherchasesyou]

Memories are just memories May photos tell the story Of what I wanted to build Wherever you are It doesn't matter what I sing Because you no longer will hear me

As a brazilian person I'll miss Silent Hill twt so fucking much

Lyrics from here

[heathertsuki]

heres an EPIC drawing of Cheryl I made in a few minutes in ms paint

[lesbiancosmicowl]

the way my jaw dropped...

[dissociationdude]

HEART INSIDE THE BOX

animation and narration by me

music by Jordaan Mason

this is about me being very closed off and the way i use masking because of past damage to my heart, and it was really fun to animate. I really enjoyed the process.

[ID: a one minute seven second black and white 2d animation of a bird figure, unmasking and remasking into other creatures. There is a narration along with the music, what is said is "My heart is in a box. I keep it locked up to prevent the damage from getting worse. I check on it every once and a while, it seems fine, but it doesn’t feel fine. Every waking moment is like my heart is flying out of my chest, so I throw on masks to keep people from knowing what emotions my body really holds. My heart gives away too much information about me so I keep it in this box. Behind masks. It stays in the box and behind the masks to remain undamaged.  The only one damaging my heart now is me. And that’s how I intend to keep it.  I intend on keeping it safe, safe from everyone else who isn’t myself. I am the guardian of this heart. It will remain closed off forever after the damage has been done. Nobody will know of my wounds aside from myself. My heart is in a box. I keep it locked up to prevent the damage from getting worse. I check on it every once and a while. IT SEEMS FINE. It’s only me doing damage to it now."]

[carbonateddelusion]

realization: modern jack rlly is the kind of person to torture pedos for fun. especially after they have their kid

[alexmasonistired]

I’ve been front stuck here for a little over two months now and I’m already burnt tf out. How the HELL has our other primary host been able to handle this for over six and half years!?

As my blog name says, I am tired.

[crawsley]

trevor's lame boyfriend who always throws loads in him raw whenever asked, got him completely dickmatized like yeahhhhh that's the most specialest most interesting man in the whole wide world and trevor's not just saying that bc he got his hole ate it's just an objective fact ok

Exactlyyyy this is Jamie’s EXACT appeal. Trevor is maybe more outwardly affectionate but it is impossible not to be when he has been ran through like 2-4 times a night. In the middle of the night sometimes also. And in the afternoons before they have a nap.

[nerdierholler]

For Andie and Mason - 10, 30, 37, 39?

These are some fun ones! Thank you!

10. Who plays with whose hair? If Mason is lounging on top of Andie, she'll play with his hair or if he's sitting down she might walk up behind him and twist a few strands with her fingertips as she looks over his shoulder to see what he's doing. Andie has really long hair and I'm not sure Mason knows what to do with that without his fingers getting awkwardly tangled so he doesn't try very often.

More below for length

30. Describe how one character would cheer the other up after a hard day. If Mason is having a bad day, Andie will drag him out for a walk or a hike, something in nature in a quiet spot. If they're stuck inside she's going to insist on a minimum 5 minute quiet, no complaining or wiggling snuggle to try and get him centered again.

Mason's just going to give her a big hug and rub circles onto her back (because he likes the way it relaxes her and makes her melt into him) She'll sigh and lean into it and ramble through what's bothering her just to get it all out. This is fine with Mason because he learns she doesn't want him to do a lot of talking, it's more about her venting. It was a little overwhelming the first couple of times though until he figured that out. When she seems relaxed again he'll suggest either sex or violence as a solution to make her laugh.

37. Who is more likely to avenge their S/O if they were hurt or killed? Mason, absolutely. If given the chance for revenge, Andie would take it and enjoy it, but she wouldn't necessarily go hunting the person down, especially if it was just an injury. Her focus would be on making sure he was alright. There are people way more capable than her to do the hunting.

39. Do they dance? If so, who’s better? I think before being turned Mason was a good dancer but he doesn't remember. Andie has some moves and on the odd occasion where Mason decides to join her (as an excuse to get close) he's surprisingly good at finding the rhythm and matching what she's doing, but it's rare for him to do that. He'd rather just watch.

[mumblelard]

i went for a walk with my mom this morning. she told me stories about the tornado that tore up dunwoody twenty five years ago and how every guy in a twenty mile radius with a chainsaw drove over there and went ham on fallen trees for a week like it was some kind of theme park for frustrated suburban lumberjacks

[cavefairy]

Welcome, stranger !!

you can call me Marcy or Mackenzie ! you've found my silly little blog, so now you get a silly little about me :D

Nicknames: Mars // Moony // Sunshine // whatever you want ! make something up ! I love seeing people come up with creative nicknames, so just ask me if a nickname is okay !

Pronouns: they/them or fai/fairy // if you don't know how to use my neos, don't be afraid to ask ! I'm always happy to explain !!

Fandoms: LEGO Monkie Kid, Murder Drones, Bluey, Elemental, FNAF (mostly DCA and Security Breach/Ruin !!! ), Tangled the Series (pretty much just Varian tho)

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[lovestoned-ophelia]

Any of my fellow neurodivergents out there ever feel that deep deep sorrow and sadness that comes with not being able to afford to do something related to a hyperfixation? Like this unrealistic thought occupies 95% of my brainpower for the day and you end up drained or crying? Or is it just me?? Like this is really fucking with me

[inkedbantam]

I will personally never understand how someone is willing to throw away long time friends, people that stuck with them for years through thick and thin, and just replace them with more popular friends just because they're popular now. And act like those friends never mattered.

How they only want friends who are "good vibes only" and then drop them because those friends are really going through shit, and need them the most. Only to throw em out. Because they're an "inconvenience" for them.

I'll probably never understand.

[sagetheenbymage]

I need a distraction.

I just, anything you guys. I got some upsetting news and I just need a distraction. Headcanons, short stories, prompts, anything.

I just really don’t want to focus on the fact that my friend got too close to being gone. For good.

<3

[alexmasonistired]

Id like to start this off by saying that this is an absolutely lovely post; thank you OP for making it. Now I would like to share our own experience with the education system in general, and what our state called- “Critical minds classes”.

Now if you don’t know what that is- it’s a thing in our state where 30 kids are chosen by the state to go into these special critical minds classes. We in particular were put in critical minds math and let me tell ya- IT FUCKING SUCKED.

All the class was, was us sitting in a certain spot that we could not move from the ENTIRE OVER AN HOUR THAT WE WERE IN THERE in SILENCE while working on these list of MathXL links. And if you know how MathXL works- yeahhh it was absolutely awful. Some of the worst parts of that class though, was that we had to keep our bags up front the entire time and we wouldn’t get anything because we wasn’t allowed out of our seat, and worst of all- the teacher that lead the class, always seemed like she just didn’t wanna be there. She felt intimidating to us so we never were able to approach her with our getting insanely nervous. She reminded us of the bodies mother with the way she looked so that made it worse. (Also edit: I just remembered- I believe for a good chunk of the first half of the semester she was watching our computers??)

Btw- remeber those check lists of MathXL links that I mentioned earlier??? Yeah. There was like- 18-20 of those links on these checklists that we used to have a month to complete! But then it was shortened to only a WEEK because the semester was ending and she needed to get grades in ig.

We had a whole ass panic attack infront of our history teacher becuase we were on list SIX, and there was TEN of these things to do. And I swear it felt like each list just had more links- we fucking hated it. I believe we finally made it to list eight before we eventually gave up and let the burn out take us over and just wrote in our diary the entire period. Except for the days we had quizzes and did blookets, which was hardly ever. At that point we were just SO fucking done of just not being able to understand ANYTHING put in front of us no matter how hard we tried. We just barely passed that class with a D.

I also remeber that we went to summer school after seventh grade because our grades were so low our teachers didn’t know if they could pass us. It was the same with in fifth grade, the teachers were nervous to let us go into middle school because we were just barely passing. Our grades were that bad.

We got to this point(the whole critical minds math thing and giving up,) because ever since like- second grade, we had been having massive trouble with math and grades and over all just confidence in general. Especially in the math field.

I remember we began cheating on a lot of our assignments and tests in second grade because our confidence had been bumped down that badly, and we just couldn’t really understand it. Or at least I believe that we couldn’t understand it- I’ll get into second grade math in another post. Regardless, we ended up sizing cheating as a last ditch effort a lot in school because we got to a point where we felt like we didn’t have a choice.

We would try so hard at something in math, only for our brain not being able to remember it, how to do it, and for it to also not make sense in our brain. It absolutely crushed us one day when we ended up in an argument with the father one day over another bad math grade and we yelled: “Is my best not enough not for you!?” And he just yelled back: “NO!” That day crushed us. The father always says that we just weren’t applying ourselves enough, which hurt even MORE because we WERE applying ourselves more, we WERE trying, and as hard as we could too! But we can only do so much, but it honestly seems like the parents, especially the father, just cannot realize that. And it hurts us, so much.

We always saw our friends in school absolutely soar and it was fucking awful how they would be getting into honors classes, getting to go up a grade or even graduate early, and then we would be sitting here in what is supposed to be an “extra help” class when in reality it didn’t help us at all. Due to our mental disabilities/Illnesses, we weren’t able to learn like the other kids were able too. All we’ve ever wanted was to be smart enough to be able to fly through school like our friends, study efficiently, and get our diploma normally like any other kid, but no. We didn’t have that experience and we never will due to our life and the way that our brain works and we fucking hate it.

There was also of times where we felt stupid, useless, and pathetic for not being able to keep up with our allistic, and non-ADHD-having peers. It especially was rough considering that that was the standard our parents set us too all the time, and we just could not reach the standards that she and the father set for us.

We tried tutoring a few times, but it honestly didn’t help much either. We never ever got the help that we needed growing up and I know that we never will get the help we need. And I hate it. So many people failed us when it came to education and I look back and can’t help but feel bad for us. We were just a young, neurodivergent kid with a dissociative disorder along with many other disorders alone with it, and a complete mess too. A mess that no one really bothered to help with. It was awful.

What we needed back then was one-on-one assistance with someone who could understand us and what was going on with us, we never got that. And that was because everyone around us failed us. Either failing to recognize our needs, or just not thinking that we needed them because it wasn’t super duper obvious that we did.

Kinda fucked up that we all coo and sympathize with "former gifted kids" but never talk about the students who had to stay late after school or over the summer for remedial classes/clubs, who struggled to get above a C, who were given up on or punished. Who tried so hard to understand or just couldn't. Who were grouped with the "stupid kids" (a classmate called us that in remedial math btw)

Autistic kids and adhders who can't relate to their gifted peers and are constantly alienated by them. Kids who struggled in school due to dealing with a chronic or mental illness or physical/learning/developmental disability. Those of us who have had to drop out of highschool or college. Kids who worked so hard and wanted to be seen as smart, but never were. Who watched as their peers seem to fly by them in school, while they were left behind. Who were bullied and put down by those in the gifted and honors classes. Whose confidence was absolutely destroyed by education.

I love you all and I'm so sorry the school system failed you. I'm sorry you weren't properly accommodated and given the education you deserved. I'm sorry people put you down for something that they never had to fight for.

[silllymnnan]

Primal urge to tear the skin from your bones and leave but a random sack of unnamed bones left for people to discover and never name