#sometimes the internet is a good thing

[a-passing-storm]

I was scrolling through the comments while listening to this really relaxing bass video, and someone said that their baby kicked a lot whenever they listened to that song, and like... oh man, I’m getting so emotional right now. It’s from 6 years ago, but it’s so weird cuz like... the song itself is kind of relaxing but a little bittersweet, and like... six years is a long time (to me), but the baby is probably five or six now, which isn’t that old, and like... oh man people really do just connect like that, don’t they? Like people have those down-time moments where they’re bonding with their kids or friends and like... those moments just happen. And they’re sweet. And time isn’t so brief when it’s filled with things like that.

[inkskinned]

we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.

"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."

i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.

you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"

i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.

what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.

i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.

"don't make a big deal about this," you said.

this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.

"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.

you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."

the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.

afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."

[rebornofstars]

sometimes i scroll thru my tumblr dash & think to myself with a bit of awe how lucky i am to be surrounded by a world full of beautiful ppl doing beautiful things. & yeah no there's no punchline to this one actually. i just love u

[wishfulsketching]

Being a downer but also I'm fine

Idk, maybe I should get checked out for something because last night I saw one(1!!!) art that did what I did thousand times better and with more love, and I am now ready to delete my whole account and stop making art because I have "embarrassed myself on the internet". Can't be RSD. My nurse did suggest that maybe I was bipolar but then said nah. I haven't slept well in months so it literally could just be that lol

Oh well. I'll just. Sit in shame that I came up with without any input from the outside world. I'll try to draw something self indulgent, maybe

Ainakaan kusi ei nouse päähän jos artti saa suosiota ku aivot pitää huolen, että aika ajoin vihaa omaa kädenjälkeään (ja ihan syyttä)

Here's a cool Arcane amv from three years ago that I love, to lighten the mood:

[ganondoodle]

sometimes i wish i was one of those artist that make people go "this is a PAINTING???" or "with WHAT programm/medium???" but its just not what i can do or find fun :/

[crabussy]

IS ANYONE ELSE FEELING KIND TODAY!!! IS ANYONE ELSE FEELING GENEROUS TOWARDS OTHER PEOPLE!!! IS ANYBODY ELSE BEING KIND AND TRYING TO UNDERSTAND EVEN WHEN ITS HARD!!! IS ANYONE ELSE ASSUMING THE BEST OF OTHERS INTENTIONS AND RESPONDING IN KIND!!!! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME

[deoidesign]

Someone killed my boss last night and he sent me this I'm so fired

god I can't wait to make this comic.

[noirandchocolate]

The Yiga Clan isn’t a cult in my honest opinion.

They’re more like a crime syndicate.

If a crime syndicate was also an oppressed minority group subjected to a genocide in the distant past and continued marginalization in the present as they’re forced to lurk at the edges of and mostly outside society to eke out a living through theft and violence while the “good” members of the same minority who accepted the harsh terms of cultural genocide at the hands of the very people they served get to stand next to every other race that reviles them and call them “evil” and “traitors” because they seek justice against the divine-right monarchy that betrayed them first and have forsworn the goddess who never once deigned to help them.

They're not monsters to be mowed down, they're people. People who engage in genuine and understandable strife against authority figures who uphold systems of inequality.

...

Anyway, that's what I think.

(Edit: For even more of me rambling, see the notes.)

[a-star-that-burns-brightly]

tw: necrophilia

y'know given the fact that everyone was waiting for teruko to wake up and given the amount of evidence investigation most likely didn't take that long, there is a high likelyhood there was a portion in time where xander's body was just left unattended. with everything david was currently feeling at the time, mixed in with his already existent freaky obsession towards xander, who is to say he didn't take out all of his feelings right there on xander's body and-- [I am pulled away from the stage]

[rainbow-demon503]

my process thusly

witness the ghost craze after the game comes out and recognise that masked men are hot.

what the hell, I'll check out his r34 tag

huh this is some nice art

huh he gets shipped mainly with soap it seems? I like the dynamic I'm seeing

Oh wow this one comic is actually kinda sad and not really that pornographic at all

oh wow there's a few of these that are actually really touching

ok what the hell I'll check it out on Tumblr (at this point I haven't even looked at the game on steam. and probably never will buy or play it)

wait hold on soap DIES???

oh no I'm invested in the tragedy of it all now

[lgbtlunaverse]

Half the internet talking about how we just need to be more niceys to men and misogyny is the fault of mean internet feminists and the other half going "Let's try seperatism again!" I'm so tired. I want to be in community with men, especially marginalized men whose political goals align with mine, while trusting that any critique of misogyny won't immediately turn them into fascists. Is that too much to ask?

[lightbulb-warning]

i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[forzafinally]

Sometimes I get violently curious and just take a peek at blogs I know I won't agree with because I get these impulses to try and see both sides of the conversation. Within 5 minutes I'm back traumatized for the next week happy with how my dash is beautiful and calm with everyone having the right opinions

[markscherz]

hi dr Scherz happy frog Friday 🐸

And to you!

[kasper7489]

I kinda hopped into the dc fandom by reading fics (I know I know lmao)

But as I've read more comics and looked into different characterization and analysis I now have a more developed idea as to how I view a lot of the characters and have preferences to how their written. I'm def the type to click out a fic if I find myself thinking 'he would not fucking say that'

Anyway this is just to say it's very funny to me when I go thru some of the fics I bookmarked at the begining of my interest and find myself going Uh Oh! I don't think I can read this anymore!

[ganondoodle]

i often really do feel like an .. unwanted part of the fandom, i dont draw beautiful landscapes, i have unpopular but strong opinions im constantly annoying about and rarely change, dont like/dont draw the pretty young popular twinks and hot gurls to fanboi over nor do i turn characters into one, the opposite moreso, draw only one ship no ones heard of really, got little energy to interact with the few people that are nice to me and send me asks so it probably looks like im ignoring everyone and unfortunately but still rarely get so stressed i get overwhelmed and emotional about pehaps seemingly minor things and spiral almost into a breakdown feeling super embarrassed about it afterwards but the damage is already done and i look like a freak or agressive weirdo