#not enough cringe on tumblr dot com

[jascurka]

[dawdlecentric]

Yeag...

[nellasbookplanet]

Isn't it funny how today it’s pretty common belief on here that the idea of 'cringe' and shaming of people who like 'cringe' things is bad. That the big fandoms back in the day that people like to make fun of - superwholock and john green books and twilight and homestuck and whatever was popular at the time - certainly had elements very deserving of critique, but how that critique largely drowned under people pointing and laughing at, the mostly teen girl, fans. Like, we are pretty agreed that this was bad, right? That it’s cruel to actual people and makes it difficult to have genuine conversations about the actual flaws of the media and fandoms in question, right??

And yet here we are today and I see people doing the exact same thing to newer fandoms with the defense that the fans are cringe or, if you're trying to be all moral about it, problematic and possibly evil for liking a popular media. Like, I don’t care about reylo or our flag means death or taylor swift or romantasy novels to any particular extent. I don’t have a horse in this race. But I keep seeing their fans treated as acceptable targets for harrassment or bullying. Posts talking about how immoral they are and then their screenshoted 'proof' is mostly just. Women being passionate about a thing that they love, or god forbid daring to defend it or being bummed about everyone else harrassing them. And I think it's kind of scary how we keep repeating this cycle of designating a media as inherently problematic, therefore all of its fans are problematic, therefore they are deserving of every ounce of mocking and public shaming they get.

[ochrearia]

Little Brother Turned Littler

Catastrophic levels of Ochre dropping YS being a Guardian Angel lore in the most random bonding one shot. Gee if only I had a job to pour all this focus and dedication into instead of brainrotting on tumblr dot com /silly

BFs in this one-shot: fc!BF (Boyf, Gold's), Yourself (YS)

There was a pleasant fog in his mind, swirling softly as he regained his thoughts. Weird. YS didn’t remember falling asleep, and it was surprising that he even had to begin with. What had he been doing earlier? Wow, he couldn't remember. That was new. Since when did he get into enough of a deep sleep to lose grip on the actions before? Why was he slow to wake up properly this time?

It felt like he was on the couch. TV? No, it was off, so he hadn’t been watching anything. YS supposed he could’ve been mindlessly scrolling on his phone again. It would be discarded somewhere nearby. But that wasn’t where his attention lay- the more he fell away from his slumber, the more he became aware of something.

Someone was running a hand through his hair. Soft and consistent, leaving small trails of wonderful warmth across his scalp as it went. YS, without really thinking about it, eagerly nuzzled his head up into the hand. More, that felt so nice, more please…

Hold on. Who was here? Only seemed like one person as far as he could tell. There were soft but mischievous chuckles from the culprit, most likely amused by his eagerness. Fuck, right, what the hell was he doing being so vulnerable? If he had a guest, how did he have the audacity to doze off so heavily?

YS pulled his eyes open, ignoring how much his brain really did not want to pull away from the hair petting. Somehow he��d ended up in such a ridiculous position, and he suddenly felt like nothing more than a stuffed animal.

Right, he was starting to remember now.

Boyf had come over. There was no reason to speak of, but it wasn’t like any of them had an underlying reason to come by anymore. Sure, he was still a comfort to them, and they’d come by sometimes to benefit from it. But they still continued to show up because they could. YS probably wouldn’t ever get over that.

Hanging around, being close without having to hold much of a conversation. That had been fine. But then Boyf had started humming, and YS still couldn’t really tell if it had been purposeful or not. But god dammit, that proved to be another way to incapacitate him now. Just like how he would hum to any of them when he was trying to calm and comfort them, it did the same for him. But because of his rampant insomnia, he was always tired. So if any of them returned the favor it was knocking his ass out embarrassingly fast.

Boyf was holding him to his chest like a teddy bear. What the hell. Clearly after he’d dozed off, the other decided pulling him onto his lap to hold him like a baby while he slept was the best plan. Did he just not care about how embarrassing that was to wake up to? Probably not. Despite knowing YS was awake now he didn’t bother to stop petting through his hair, or to let him go for that matter.

“...How long was I out?” YS mumbled after a few minutes of not moving either. He was praying that it wouldn't be pointed out later.

“Uhhh… maybe two hours, give or take?” Boyf responded innocently, grip suddenly tightening when he felt YS cringe with utter embarrassment. “Don’t get all worked up over it, man. Glad to help you rest. Sleep’s important, even for indignant softies in denial.”

YS groaned. “Fuck. Did you do that on purpose? You’re all figuring out too quickly that I’m weak to siren song behavior.”

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.” He was playing around with it. Boyf was grinning even though YS couldn’t see his face. “Worth it, honestly. You got some nice rest, didn’t you? I think you did, you were leaning so heavily into me I thought you were going to start melting. You fell asleep so fast, it was hilarious. I’m sooooo going to be doing this again.”

What a fucking asshole. YS whined, pushing his nose into Boyf’s shoulder as he felt his shapeshifting go rogue again. This power was such a goddamn hazard.

“Oh please, do shrink, glad to know that you’re eager about your teddy bear status. Still haven’t left my hug either!” Boyf mused wickedly.

“Fuck you.” YS hissed, finally pulling away enough to see the smug look on his face. “Can’t you waste this menace energy on someone else? Go have another fight with Beefer or something, I didn’t do shit to deserve this target on my back.”

“You were the one who put the target on your own back the second you decided to make yourself known. Sounds like a you problem, buddy!” Boyf snarked back immediately. “Get more embarrassed, I want you to shrink more for my own amusement.”

Oh fuck no. YS was not playing into this shit this time. He ignored the tease, focusing all his energy on keeping control of his damn shapeshifting, getting back to his normal height. “Not this time you little shitter. I know you all embarrass me on purpose now, I’m practicing fighting off the auto-small whatever the fuck that happens.”

“No fun.” Boyf thought with a playful sigh. “Still funny that your so-called power ends up betraying you more often than not though. Would be interesting to have the ability to shapeshift whenever you want. Why don’t you really use it?”

“I mean, there’s not really much I need to be doing with it?” YS responded, shrugging. “You can ask Biff about how I would fuck around and over-exaggerate my jaw when singing when we first met. Really, honestly, no reason for me to do it. It only made me look even more creepy. Eugh, and the whole bone ignoring stuff, yeah I never really used it for anything important.”

“So lame. Biff getting to gatekeep all this shit about you. I think I’ve figured out what that little secret was but I haven’t tested my theory yet. You should be grateful I haven’t, if it’s what I think it is.”

“ANYway…” YS redirected immediately. He was not risking this conversation again. “Now you’ve got me thinking. You said having shapeshifting would be interesting, why haven’t you… tried borrowing it? Biff borrowed my magic before and I didn’t even know he could. I’m not really sure how he did it either, but if he could, maybe the rest of you can…?”

The look on Boyf’s face. Oh, YS was going to regret saying that, wasn’t he?

“Hooooly shit. I’m gonna try. Imagine that we start using it to be taller than your dumbass, not such a BIG brother then are you?”

“Don’t push it.” YS sniffed, amused. “Don’t you like being a little brother? I very aptly remember you being jealous that you didn’t get to be one sooner. If you make yourself taller than me then you can’t really be a little brother, now can you?”

Gotcha. Boyf shot him a playful glare. “Fine then. You know what? I’ve been sitting here for two hours with a big sleepy baby making me unable to move, and now I’m tired. I’m going to become small and now you're going to have to deal with a koala bear with an iron grip. Idiot.”

“Motherfucker-”

Well, YS didn’t have a chance to protest. Boyf figured out the trick to borrowing magic scarily fast, and within less than a minute the moron was using it, shrinking to the point YS was now towering over him. The fallen angel didn’t even get a chance to properly move before Boyf channeled his inner bug and crawled his way around, jumping on his back and hugging tightly.

“Fucker!” YS shouted again. He didn’t actually mind, but he wrapped his hands back to push Boyf up higher onto his shoulders instead, just to destroy the risk of the idiot finding his scars. He was not having another one find those. “Well now what? You can’t stay here forever, you’ve already spent hours doing fuck all.”

“Figure it out dumbass!” Boyf managed to shout, nuzzling his face into the top of YS’s head. “You can’t send me back to my world, I’m not in it, so you can’t get there!”

“Actually…” YS remembered suddenly. “I can. But you’d have to be the one to tell your mirror-walking to drag me with you. Beef did it once, I was uh- well, I wasn’t having a good time let’s say. He straight up just pulled me through the mirror with him back to his own apartment. And I didn’t bring my microphone with me. So it can work, actually.”

“Oh shit. Why don’t you ever talk about these cool ass things?! Stop keeping secrets you shady bitch.” Well that was a new one. “Go to the mirror, I wanna test this now. I wanna fuck around with magic.”

YS rolled his eyes, doing as he was told. He wasn’t sure if this was even going to work, reaching an arm out to rest his hand on the glass. It was solid, because of course it was. He raised an eyebrow, opening his mouth to say ‘nevermind’, but then Boyf copied his action and also put a hand on the mirror. Suddenly the mirror was no longer solid, now it was walkable.

“Well, I hope we don’t end up somewhere fucked. Never tried this before…” YS mumbled before stepping through.

Thankfully, no fuck ups. They both slipped through the mirror just fine, ending up in Boyf’s apartment. The bathroom mirror above the sink, specifically, and YS had to over-complicate his climb out since there was a parasite on his back.

“Okay, we’re here. Where’s your partners, I’m gonna hand you off to them. I’ve got shit I’ve been putting off for weeks that I really should be doing by now…”

“You’re actually trying to get rid of me. That’s so fucked up.” Boyf’s thoughts were starting to get a little wobbly, signaling that he was starting to actually fall asleep now. “I’m not letting go, asshole. Good luck trying to pry me off.”

“For god’s sake- really?” YS grumbled, walking out of the bathroom and searching for his brother’s partners himself. It took a little bit, but he found them in the bedroom, minding their own business when he peeked his head in. “Oh good. You two, I have a special delivery. Take him.”

YS revealed their magically shrunken boyfriend by stepping properly into the room, garnering two different but hilarious reactions.

“He’s- small.” Pico pointed out dumbly.

“He’s so small!” GF repeated, her tone filled with infinitely more glee. “Oh but he’s falling asleep. You want us to take him? Sorry to inform you but you’re stuck. You’re not getting out of his grip until he’s awake later.”

Seriously? “Can’t you two shitters just take him? He’s your boyfriend.” He probably shouldn’t be using rude nicknames to refer to them, but oh well.

“Listen, the heart wants what the heart wants, and sometimes that’s his big brother.” GF teased.

Boyf lifted his head at that, gaze half-lidded but indignant. “Fah’ you.”

“I-” YS stumbled over the fact the big brother thing was being mentioned so casually, by someone who wasn’t another version of him. Did these morons talk so fondly about him? That was… sweet.

“Fine. If you won’t take him then I’m borrowing your couch until he lets the fuck go of me. So much for doing those things I was meant to do weeks ago. Nothing ever goes my way when I want it to, does it?”

He was complaining to deaf ears, so he turned around and made his way over to the apartment’s couch. He managed to maneuver Boyf around once more, so he could lie down on his back while the little idiot was surgically attached to his chest instead.

At least Boyf’s partners were a little used to him. They’d met briefly last time when Boyf had very conveniently waited for them to be out to pass out on the floor while sick. YS hadn’t expected them to be teasing though. Well, the GF in this world was. The Pico was clearly a bit scared of him. That was fine, he looked weird and Picos always had insane trauma.

Boyf was completely knocked out now. This idiot, teasing him for being quick to fall asleep, when this was how he ended up like twenty minutes later? What a hypocrite. Small, warm hypocrite sprawled across his chest. Small. Smaller. Little brother turned littler. My little brother. Protect, love, protect, love…

Guard.

That last thought made YS jolt. Oh shit, really, was that what this was? How was that possible, he’d seen to his own Fall, those instincts shouldn’t even be there anymore. And for all of them, too? His guardian angel instincts were attaching and going ballistic with his other selves?! He wasn’t even a fucking angel anymore, that shouldn’t be happening!

They would never let him live this down if they knew. It might not be the same in other worlds, but guardian angels had a really interesting problem in his world. That problem being they would get incredibly possessive of whoever they attached to. Probably some mechanism built in that made it for certain they’d always do their job of, well, guarding. But it was also fucking embarrassing.

Well, the angel wasn’t meant to feel embarrassed about it, but that was normal angels who didn’t start doing things like feeling. Angels that weren’t YS.

“Fuck…” YS breathed, amused but slightly panicked at the same time. He still had angelic instincts? Why? He wasn’t supposed to be an angel anymore. And why did it have to be over his other selves, that was so weird, how was he supposed to justify being so possessive over ‘himself, but slightly different’?

He felt a gentle rumble in his pocket where his microphone was. Huh. She was awake again. Rumble? Was she… laughing? Wait a minute.

“You knew.” YS accused softly. “You fucking knew it was still there and you pushed me after them. You knew and manipulated me so I would have a purpose again, you cheeky minx!”

He could see her start glowing in his pocket. Of course. Hah, even in her state now, she was still the smarter of the two. Despite everything that had happened, she was still trying to keep him alive. Still loving and caring for him. Pushing him towards other versions of himself who somehow loved him too, because that was how she could show he was loved in her state now.

“Hah.” YS wasn’t sure if he should feel used or overwhelmed with sentiment. His arms tightened around Boyf’s back while he snoozed. 

“I said they were stopping me from continuing my plan. I said I couldn’t do it anymore. I didn’t realize that I literally couldn’t do it anymore. Those damn failsafe instincts… they’ll never let me. And you weren’t satisfied with pushing me to attach to just one, were you? No, it had to be all of them, because that way there’d never be any chance of detaching. No chance of letting myself die.”

This whole time, he’d thought he was going along with his plan and in control of his own fate. Herself had always been one step ahead of him, hadn’t she? Why had he ever thought that she’d let him die even in the state she was in now? Of course she wouldn’t. That was just how it goes, doing everything they could for each other. Even if those actions would’ve spelled death for him.

He sighed, letting his stupid instincts take over and hugged tighter around Boyf. At least he had a clear answer as to why he was so attached. He really had thought all of that shit was gone after he’d torn his wings off. But that left a pit of nervousness to form. Being clingy wasn’t unfamiliar to YS, but surely at least one of them would get uncomfortable, right? He’d have to work on pushing the possessiveness away.

Sure, he was giving into it now, but he could get away with it right now. Other times, not so much.

It was fine. He’d let himself give in for now. Maybe indulging the instincts now would make it easier to ignore them later.

[wrylywriting]

maybe you should just be grateful that people are excited about your writing enough that they comment instead of taking things out of proportion to be rude.

Now imagine this with me a moment.

I take you and I squish you up into a little ball and I drop kick you and you go so so so far. It makes that whistling sound like in cartoons when a piano is falling down on Tom and or Jerry. And you just keep going higher and higher. And there’s video of you on the news and all over bc everyone in the world is looking up in the sky bc I drop kicked you so high and so far. You eventually begin orbiting the earth and it’s so cold up there. Spirit airlines runs an ad that says “we guarantee a better flight than THIS guy 😬”. Teens track where you are in the orbit so that way they can film themselves dancing to Charli XCX’s brat while you’re flying by in the background, still squished into a little ball. They get some views at first, but it quickly becomes cringe to do in a week’s time. Theres like one half hearted video essay made about you, but not from anyone good. Some people dress up as you for Halloween, but honestly, the joke died months ago. Also it’s a hard concept to put into a costume. They should have just been a sexy Steve Jobs, that would have been so much easier.

And then eventually, no one cares. And you’re just up there, the moon your only companion. But not really, because you’re nothing to her, because she’s the moon, and you… are on tumblr DOT com constantly refreshing my page to see if I finally answered this stupid message lmaoooooo

[thirstghosting]

no but we NEED a term, is there one? for the phenomenon wherein a person is canceled for truly horrible shit, and the ripple effect is people claiming they're canceled for other reasons, and then everybody forgets the original reason.

for example. cole sprouse. if you weren't on tumblr in the 2010s, you probably don't understand what people don't like about him outside of being cringe. that might be enough for you, but it's not enough for you to care whether or not he has a platform.

even if you were on tumblr in the 2010s, maybe you didn't follow him personally and were far removed from what he was doing at the time. you at least DID hear about the "social experiment" comment. thats why he's canceled, obviously, and most people will confirm that to you. they'll be like yeah, he was a tryhard pretentious ass, was bad at photography and poetry, and when he quit tumblr he called it all a "social experiment" and insulted us all for giving a shit. to anyone who hears that, that might be more than enough to bin somebody.

almost lost to the social consciousness was the moment, on tumblr dot com, when cole sprouse argued with a black person about how reverse racism IS real, actually, and compared the backlash he got to "a public lynching."

we have to stop minimizing the bad things that celebrities have done. for some people, the edgelord persona wasn't the dealbreaker. the smoking inside during a podcast wasn't a dealbreaker. the "social experiment" thing wan't a deal breaker and they'll continue to support cole sprouse, unless we remember what he actually did that was awful. all the weird shit he does now isn't just quirky behavior, it's evidence of a consistently inconsiderate person who doesn't mind saying racist things if he can justify it away to himself.

[a-dragons-journal]

Heyyy ’:) I’m so sorry abt this but um. I need as many links to good fictionkin explanations as your blog has and [tumblr]’s search function is not cooperating, so if it isn’t a boatload of trouble. could I ask you for a few links please (^_^;) it doesn’t have to be immediately, I don’t mind if it takes a few days, but. I kind of need them. I’m gonna keep searching and hope I find some of them bc I know I’ve seen those links here before but again,, the search function… it’s not working with me here. I’m so sorry, thank you in advance, I hope you have a really nice night ✌️

Tags are your friend; I've got a good tagging system and it's much, much more functional than the search function! You can find a tag by adding "/tagged/[tag]" to the end of a blog's url - in this case, "/tagged/fictionkin", "/tagged/the directory", and "/tagged/otherkin 101" (yes, with the spaces in those last two - they used to require hyphenation, but they now use spaces, turning them into %20 automatically) are your friend.

Anyway, some specific links:

An explanation of one individual's fictionkin awakening, along with a comparison to being fictionhearted, from @/indornaga

On the difference between not being fictionkin until the source media emerges, versus not having a label for the fictotype until the source media emerges, from @/angelic-polar-fox

A perspective on being fictionkin, specifically OC fictionkin, from @/liongoatsnake

A more in-depth explanation of fictionkinity from @/shadowfae

A more general guide on questioning a kintype which has some very good general information/explanations, also from@/shadowfae

A thread of someone asking questions and fictionkin answering

“Isn’t being fictionkin disrespecting the creator?”, from @/anti-kin-cringe

On fictionkin and how there’s no real “line” between fantasy/mythological creatures like dragons (hi) and fictional characters/creatures, also from @/anti-kin-cringe

On the history of fictionkin, from@/liongoatsnake

houseofchimeras dot weebly dot com, which I can’t link directly because Tumblr is stupid about external links, but I recommend their entire website and the websites linked in their Bookmarks page, though you’ll have to do a bit of sifting to find stuff that’s specifically relevant to you of course

Hopefully that's enough to get you started!

[skysometric]

What Your Favorite Cheese Says About You

with apologies to the classic xkcd comic, What Your Favorite Map Projection Says About You

mild cheddar: you're not really into cheese.

american: all cheeses are good, how could you pick just one? you settled on american because it reminds you of the comfy grilled cheese sandwiches of your childhood. you still sleep with stuffed animals. cringe is dead, live free.

shredded mozzarella: you know just enough about cheese to know that you like white cheeses better than yellow cheeses. you've always wanted to try more, but you've never really had the opportunity. maybe because all the other cheeses are so expensive. maybe because your parents don't get the other cheeses. (because they're all so expensive.)

swiss: swiss cheese from the store is just okay, but you're still chasing the high of that one time you had authentic swiss gruyere. you frequently remind all your high school buddies of that one time you scored the winning kick. these are surely unrelated.

sharp cheddar: you like pairing things, which is why you get deep into shipping and fanfictions (not a hard read, considering you're reading this on tumblr dot com). you make charcuterie boards for every holiday and birthday that you possibly can.

pepper jack: variety is the spice of life, which is why you always get pepper jack for that extra kick. you add more seasoning to all of your takeout because it tastes better that way. one time you stole a candy bar just to feel something.

gouda: you are SO sick of all the puns.

muenster: fuck that guy who likes american, you know how to make a REAL grilled cheese. you tell other drivers on the road how they should be driving. you got into king gizz before they were cool.

provolone: you have a mountain of sandwich ingredients at home that you use to make mile-high sandwiches for lunch. you are rarely hungry for dinner, but you are very excited about tomorrow's sandwich.

fresh mozzarella: your favorite pizza is margherita style, and you only get pizza from places that are authentic enough to serve it. you got very mad at the other mozzarella listing because clearly the author hasn't tried REAL mozzarella. don't worry, you can quit clutching your mozzarella pearls now.

brie: you treat cheese like others treat chocolate – savoring the richness of every bite as it melts in your mouth. you have a collection of antique china that you don't ever use because that would make it lose its value.

parmesan: you hate that everyone thinks of those canisters of grated cheese when they think of parmesan. you wish you could show everyone what real parmesan tastes like, but you can barely afford it yourself. you should go start that restaraunt of yours already.

velveeta: is something wrong with you?

[spring-souls]

Fun fact! When you make a cringe enough post on Tumblr dot com, every gimmick blog comes to kick your teeth in!

hey guys, what do you think of my dinner?

(choose your words carefully)

[may-bonne]

The Resident Evil series is soo fun. Mjovovich has a lot of other dumb movies that I enjoy greatly. I have links to both Machete movies in hd too if you want them. There's untapped femslash in Luz and Sartanna

The thought of being hit on by Mrod's fake tinder profile is so fucking funny. She nailed the rizz of the average tinder man with her performance tbh. Except Frank's first words weren't "Hey babygirl you wanna show me your tits" like the last guy I matched with ❤ (You are right by the way he should)

Accurate lol. He's like this sad thing with eyes too big for his little dog head you find trying to eat a cigarette on the ground when you're heading home from work late. He tries to squirm away when you first break out the towel and won't stand up long enough to dry his back legs and belly

There is just something about Mrod characters. They're always like that. Most of them seem like they need a hug but would turn it down when it's offered. Her characters in Battle in Seattle and 3 am are a couple of the extra rained soaked ones imo. Scratch putting Holga and Katarin in a room they need to be thrust into a D&D campaign together. I read somewhere that Mrod needed to be reminded more than once to not give Holga a Jersey accent. I doubt she went full Frank but I love the thought. I think she should play a few more villains and break out the vague European accent at least once more. Mrod in a D.e.b.s sequel would be sooo good

I forgot about that spoken word thing! Oh to be Mrod in 2014 going onto tumblr dot com to post that and gifs I found in the search library... Captivated by it sounding like one of her tweets and that being paired with the word mooshiness in the caption. Me in the 2010s

Your brain is way more wrinkly than the director's. Your version of the experiment sounds more in character for Doc Jane's unhinged ass than the boring as FUCK one we got. "Performing surgery on a gun" is funnier to me than it should be. Shakespeare was a weird choice. I get they wanted her to be the annoying smart person who spouts quotes but they didn't put any effort in. I'm assuming Johnnie saw Frank take the tape off at least once and it's a wonder that she didn't cringe and ask him why he was doing that to himself. He probably does it so tight that it hurts. Yay for Ace bandages and sports bras!

anon where were you for the last two years while i was having to cope with being obsessed with mrod alone 😭 i would never ever want to meet her but she's just fascinating on a personal level. i wish she'd come back on tumblr but reappearing once in 2022 to post "i've become SLIGHTLY OBSESSED BY THE THE IDEA ONE CAN BLOW METAL LIKE GLASS" and then vanishing forever is also very funny

i found this guy's fansite from like 2005 compiling her quotes and the one i think about is "everything we do is just reinterpreting god. cement is made out of sand. sand is made out of dead carcasses from the ocean. glass, we look through our windows, we’re looking through dead bodies. look at wood; those are dead trees. you live in an inferno, dude. we’re just living among death. we understand that there’s life in that, so we create something new out of all of it. to me everything is god." that's a wild thing to spout off the top of your head to a reporter for like some fucking men's lifestyle mag. honestly that has more thematic parallels to the assignment than anything dr. jane quotes so maybe they should have just let her write the movie

i wish she'd gotten to make that movie she was talking about writing for like 10 years about a secret society of women or whatever. or the other one that sounded suspiciously similar to the plot of jumanji but i'd still watch her take on it

i was so sad when nitter stopped working because i refuse to make an acc but i miss reading her ridic tweets. when vin diesel got exposed for groping that woman i was worried she was gonna leap to his defense but she was busy posting incoherently about the singularity

i think poe and shakespeare are such weird choices. for one thing, it's not like transformation or rebirth are really prevalent themes in poe's works. he just writes about death. at least have her be into kafka. and if you're going to quote shakespeare then i feel like there must be language about the sexes or disguises or transformation SOMEWHERE so i don't get going straight for richard the third. maybe we're trying to avoid comedies and that precludes twelfth night and midsummer night's dream but still. but also dr. jane's whole thing is that she's an artist and a scholar and so superior so why is she quoting writers literally everyone has read? the only explanation i guess would be that she's implying galen is such a philistine he hasn't even read the a.p. lit syllabus but then she scrawls all that stuff on the walls of frank's hotel room so i think her obsession is supposed to be genuine. also literary symbolism actually has to be reflected in the plot. why doesn't she just wear a t-shirt that says poe

give me the machete links please <3 <3 i'll watch resident evil this weekend unless i end up having to work :/ i like milla (i say that knowing literally nothing about her but tumblr recommends me a lot of gifsets). i thought the interview mag feature with her and mrod was cute too

i'll watch 3am and battle in seattle sometime too just for that <3 fast and furious fandom is always pissing me off turning brian into poor abused woobie baby when letty is RIGHT THERE. i kind of wish i were really into rain/alice or something because i love letty and mia too much to quit but it's such a dudeslashy fandom and letty just gets massacred

last thought for this reply is that i'm kinda surprised frank doesn't smoke but i guess maybe the fake beard was a fire hazard

[fratricideknight]

warning: uhh this is pretty transphobic so if that gets to you pls scroll. i mean i generally wouldn't advise reading this lol it's just a personal rant into the void

i wanna date so badly but, as if dating itself isn't terrifying enough of a prospect, i also have my identity to contend with. like. trying to find someone who likes me for me appearance- and personality-wise and whom i like already feels impossible, but when you factor in that someone being trans/non-binary affirming and specifically being willing to be seen with, let alone date, a non-binary weirdo? like girl you are not attractive enough to have a flaw this big. you're clinging to semi-positive traits as is, you cannot afford to be trans. there are also other factors that i feel the need to hide - like my obsession with a boyband - but they are not as intrinsic to who i am and people don't need to know about them, and i feel like they might be forgivable if i were a cis girl? like, if i tried hard enough i might be able to sell them as a kinda silly but endearing quirk (however misogynistic that is) or they could be overlooked. but being enby? nah. i don't even have the courage to be open about it to my family, let alone try to be open about it generally or with someone i want to date. even the thought of it makes me feel like a burden, like i'm dragging them down by association - which is something i absolutely feel anyway lmao but the transgenderism makes it so much worse. this isn't even a problem exclusive to dating - it's just something i feel in my life generally - but applying it to my daydreams of finding someone or multiple someones is sheer nightmare fuel.

it makes it worse that i'm finally accepting that, while i genuinely believe i like all genders, i think i might prefer guys... and even if a guy is trans-affirming himself, it doesn't mean he'd feel comfortable being saddled with a trans person - esp in the very (hopefully) permanent way i'd want to be together - and people knowing about it. queer couples are unconventional enough as-is, so it wouldn't be quite as apparent if i were dating a girl, but a guy resigning himself to being a laughing stock among other guys probably forever, not only bc his partner isn't that pretty or cool or whatever but also bc they aren't even a girl, when he could just go date a girl, just doesn't seem likely, and i'd feel bad. i know it's kinda pathetic but i can empathise with the point of view. it hasn't even happened and i'm already cringing on his behalf.

i'm just so embarrassed with myself and my existence and it's unbearable... i don't consider friends less important than a romantic partner, but socially-speaking it is more acceptable to have a loser for a friend than a loser for a partner, and i don't even feel worthy of friends. like damn i'm dragging you down and i'm so fkn sorry 🙈 if only i were brave enough to just disappear and selfless enough to not want to live and be happy. i don't get those things, i don't deserve them bro. yet here i am oversharing and whining on tumblr dot com lol

[the-last-rose-of-endless-ocean]

ok i forgor to post this earlier today bc my phone died in the afternoon and i so i immediately took a nap (just Disabled Things :3c) but I HAD NO IDEA THERE WAS ANY SORT OF ENDLESS OCEAN COMMUNITY ON TUMBLR?!???

before quarantine i tried to fill the void in my heart with endless ocean reddit content and i tried to imagine that im not the only person ever to even fucking play the game 😭 and i found the Game Grumps had played it on youtube, but i have been saving tnat for a "rainy day" for years now....aka saving it until i'm feeling mentally well enough again to enjoy anything again

genuinely tho im losing my mind with such strong and overwhelming emotion scrolling through the Endless Ocean: Blue World hashtag. You guys love that game too?? i don't even know what to say i want to SOB uncontrollably with unfettered joy

i had almost 1,000 hours on that game in middle school and it's really hard for me to play or do anything now, but it has fucking stuck with me as in my top 3 of the most incredible video games ever to grace the world. it shaped and probably even saved my life in middle school and gave me something to love that was mine. i can't believe i've been on tumblr for so long and just now realized i'm not the only one who adores eo2. so, as i tend to do as someone with a penchant for organizing and a weak sense of my own identity when not presented with visual representations of the things i truly Love™️, i made a sideblog on tumbler dot com. very cringe of me to do bc it shows my lack of self control . hopefully i can avoid liking posts using my main blog bc i want to keep this separate

[fizzstix]

hello there wow hey howdy hi!! it's me stix from fizzstix tumblr dot com!! on the internet!!!

(more info below the cut, tag index is in the tags below)

(^ made by loafbud)

stix / calico

genderfluid (any pronouns) / bi / white

i draw sometimes! and write once in a blue moon.. i tend to not post a lot of the stuff i make but the rare stuff that i think is good enough to make public will perhaps go here :))

i have a lot of interests but here's some of the most prevalent ones right now so you can get an impression of the kind of stuff you may see on this blog: persona 5, odd taxi, bandori, vocaloid/vocal synths in general (fav producers rn are nilfruits, wanopo, jamie paige and 23.exe), splatoon (in case literally everything about my blog layout didn't make it very obvious i love splatoon a lot) and undertale/deltarune

there are other things that i also like and will talk about but that's the big 6 (technically 7) of my current media interests lol

there's not much else to me tbh im sort of just a. silly girl just a little guy just a cringe creature etc etc. i don't really talk much here it's rather reblog heavy, mostly because i. am admittedly quite an anxious person hsbjsbdjsbdj.. i Hopefully maybe one day will become confident enough to be more active here!!

also i do block terfs/zionists/proshippers/bigots/assholes in general. stay back and stay away i won't hesitate. however i do occasionally block liberally outside of that (something something curating my online spaces). i'll also probablyy block accounts with no posts/icon/about (mostly bc of this sites bot problem hsvdjahdj) but it's on a case by case basis so. keep that in mind. i do try my best to ensure that this account is a safe place, but if i ever do something wrong please don't hesitate to let me know!!

that's about it i think!! hope you have yourself a good day!!!

[deadpanwalking]

Are you a neolib or arent you

It really depends on if you ask an Extremely Online Kid Who Shares Memes as Radical Praxis and Gets Hoodwinked Into Spreading Blood Libel Rumors Once a Week or somebody in my mutual aid networks.

[adolin]

What is wheel of time and should I start it tomorrow?

you SHOULD.

Wheel of Time is an epic fantasy series by the late Robert Jordan. It's epic in scope, in length, and in its insanely large cast of characters. It's fascinating. The worldbuilding is insane, but also familiar (partly because it relies on widespread fantasy tropes, partly because it made many of those tropes popular for many books published later). The characters are exasperating but deeply human; I love SO many of them and appreciate so many others. It's very Of Its Time in some regards, especially re: its handling of gender roles and sexuality, but it's also surprisingly progressive and queer in intent even when the execution falters, and I really appreciate a lot that it even tried to Go There, because it was Very formative for me as a young teen. It's also one of those books where you can see the author's kinks all over the place (both narrative and otherwise) and tbh? it's a bit cringe but lots of fun. Also it’s very well written; the plot is as Epic as epic fantasy gets but it’s really the character moments that make the reader invested in the story. I just love it a lot, ngl.

Fun fact: I am now today on tumblr dot com, blogging in english, because sometimes around age 15 even though I fucking hated english class in school I just couldn’t wait for the latest books to come out in my country so I had to become fluent enough to read a 700-pages novel by myself. THAT is the grip this series had on me.

Some things I am now into because of reading WoT starting at age eleven.

codependent magical bonds with loyalty kink thrown in (if you’re familiar with TLT, think necro/cav but usually f/m. Not always though :) )

femdom. both F/f and F/m varieties

Propesized Savior trying to kill their humanity to become a figure larger than history (before realizing that's bullshit)

what if monastic(ish) order of sole women but also we had sex about it

unfortunately. a lot of weird kinks. I will elaborate on request but it’s better if I don’t right off the bat.

no, I lied. It wasn’t unfortunate. I appreciate it when authors are brave enough to let the banner of their id fly high

ruined civilizations and newer, less advanced civilizations rising from the wreckage. the collective understanding that you live in a post-apocalypse world. old scientific principles becoming magic

confronting your alternate dimension self, as a treat

dream sex

devil-may-care rogues who actually care a lot

alien morality, or cultural differences so big that they fundamentally are the same thing

people who are SO Wrong about everything but are 100% committed to their own personal moral code

whatever the fuck Mat’s luck had going on

“I know what my destiny is but I say: fuck you”

I can’t stress enough how many of my kinks (narrative; sexy in fiction only; sexy in RL) came directly from this series. Like, I know I’ve already said that but putting together this list made me think and. Oh my god.

SWORD MAIDENS

More practical information: there are 14 books. Yes, I know. The first book is The Eye of the World - it's fun and probably not exceptional even though you can feel the hints of how grand and insane the greater worldbuilding will be, and some characters really shine (Nynaeve!). The second book is where it really gets original, the third book is where I went from "books I like" to "series OF ALL TIME". If you don’t like it by book 4 then give up. If you like book 4 as much as I did you will never ever want to give up.

There's also an Amazon Prime show, currently S1 has been released! I haven't watched it beyond the first ep, but plan to do it soon; it's a lot more f/f than the books and the back half had some pacing issues (partly due to COVID fucking with the production) but definitely very iddy from what I've heard, and I’m very excited to check it out in time for S2.

tldr PLEASE read wheel of time!

[rinkara]

I honestly had no idea there were still people on this site who wanted to waste time harassing me lmao sorry everyone. I turned off anon now

anyways, I do think I should address the fact that when I was on this website 8-10 years ago, I still had a lot of learning to do about myself. back then I thought I was getting my shit together and now I know my shit has not been together for one day my entire life. in the years since leaving tumblr I’ve been diagnosed ADHD and ive probably also got the autism (ADHD was bad enough I cant afford the round 2 of neurodivergent diagnosis) and come to terms with my struggles with gender and sexual identity that I was just not equipped to understand growing up. for these reasons I think I made some real reactionary edgelord posts about stuff that just really shouldn’t have bothered me. I thought I was giving advice or a learned perspective but I was actually a fucking idiot just like everybody else. and for that, I do apologize.

what I DON’T apologize for is being a human who makes mistakes, and has learned. I can already tell whoever is trying to start shit doesn’t know me at all or you wouldn’t have thought it was a sick burn to say I wanted to “own the libs” or to call me a fandom mommy and so I’m not really too worried about that shit. but I do feel bad for being a know it all on tumblr dot com and it has always kinda haunted me that I was cringe. and shulk has autism. I understand now. Thank you

also im not a mommy I’m nonbiney you dipshit