#this is just nonsensical rambling ignore me

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

Do y’all ever find it absolutely ridiculous that people think you’re attractive???? Like…. Sounds fake but okay

[napping-sapphic]

hehe~~ i am soooooo sleepy and tired right now :3 i’m all cuddled up in all my blankets🥰 so warm and comfy hehe…..oh and also my past is haunting me😐

[lover-of-skellies]

More weird questions I've just thought of, this time pertaining to the Fresh parasite

What is the texture of the parasite like? Is it squishy and slimy, or is it like a shark or sturgeon, in that if you run your hand over it one way, it's smooth, but if you run your hand over it the other way, it's rough?

Is it like an octopus, with being able to squeeze through just about any space? Or are there limitations?

Does the parasite have organs? Other than its one singular eyeball, I mean

Can I squish it, or is it a bit more firm?

Is there any way to deter it and keep it from hijacking people's bodies? I'd use "like salt with slugs/snails" as a comparison, but that's not a deterrent, that just outright kills them

How heavy is the parasite? Can it bounce?

Is it sticky, or does it have little suckers on it to help "climb" flat surfaces?

When it hijacks the body of a human (assuming it goes into the eye socket), what does it do with the eyeball? Does it just pop out the eye and make itself at home, does it eat the eye, or?

I know it doesn't need to breathe, but could it kinda sorta suffocate when placed in a hot enough environment? Is it weak to extreme temperatures?

[miradelletarot]

A little help?

Friends, moots...passers by?

might be a strange ask, but can you just bombard my TL with Everything Gale Dekarios? I need to purge some sad brain shit outta my head, and the only cure is Gale. Probably.

...or a lobotomy. That will make me stop thinking about my failed marriage right? Hmm. Let's try Gale first.

[xboobayaga]

sometimes I read vent posts and I get so torn between trying to help that person by cheering them up / reassuring them, being honest and giving advice / facts that they most likely do not want to hear at that time and just liking the post and moving on

[persephoneprice]

my brain is full of cobwebs, so you must excuse me rehashing something I definitely mentioned before in a fic (and also for the fact that this is sad), but I do in my head always imagine that if she survives until closer to the 74th Games that Snow kills her after whichever Hunger Games Titus (the D6 Tribute who resorts to cannibalism) is in (The Hunger Games, Ch. 10).

Even if Snow doesn't kill her, I feel like he'd make her life worse though. Perhaps, she gets isolated from society, assuming she and Festus are married, maybe Festus notably falls out of favor, ect. (I just think that Snow'd take out being reminded of uncomfortable memories out on people who also remind him of the same memories).

Anyway, I hope you have a good day even if it's busy!

omg abyssal in the ask box one of my fav sights!!

oh, oh wow. the idea of snow killing off persephone after the cannibal tribute deeply hurts. i know that seeing that- and there’s no way she did not see that- had to have affected her.

i would love to know what exactly you think led to snow killing her off! how did the cannibal tribute lead to him wanting to kill off pippa?

i can imagine a scenario where seeing titus leads to persephone having some sort of breakdown (seeing that + …everything else in her life) and that’s when snow decides she’s just too much of a liability to keep around.

or i could also see him reacting from a place of trauma and overcorrecting by killing off “all the cannibals” in the capitol as to prevent himself from having to relive the bad childhood memories.

i can absolutely see (and honestly think) at some point that persephone and festus fall out of snow’s favor. maybe there’s still enough affection there on snow’s end that he doesn’t kill festus, just makes sure he’s so far removed from elite capitol society that he can’t reach snow or do cause any harm.

of course, i can’t imagine that festus doesn’t know enough to be dangerous wherever he is- so snow may have no choice but to kill him off as a means of protecting himself.

i have the opinion that snow is affected by the trauma of his childhood into adulthood and i can see him trying to mitigate the affects of it by getting rid of the reminders of it- mainly by getting rid of the people who knew that version of him. he doesn’t want anyone around who remembered coryo- the boy who had to claw his way into remaining in elite capitol society, the boy who made the mistake of falling for a district girl, the scrappy version of himself. of course, i can also see him just feeling the need to get rid of everyone who knew about lucy gray. anyway, i’m just rambling now so i’ll shut up. sorry!

[misc-magic]

Just created the masterpost for my OC story and I'm vibrating with anxiety about starting to post the chapters.

Like part of me is going what the heck this story is good! But the majority of me is going oh no everybody is gonna read this and be like WOW. We knew you were cringe, CC, but this is off the charts.

It's the whole two wolves inside me meme... but like one of them is a werewolf and the other one is already surrendering lol.

DESPITE THIS I shall post them, I've worked too hard for too long to let this nonsense stop me now!! Just postin' about it on main 'cause it helps with the jitters lol.

Excuse me while I go write more terrible fic, thank you.

[dcggersedge]

Arms, body, legs, flesh, skin, bone, sinew, good luck

You’re six years old when you learn what hunger feels like.

The people of Brodia are strong, made of the same stuff as the very mountains they live in. That’s what Papa says as Mama sets the table for dinner. Tough as rocks and impossible to keep down.

The Divine is always watching, Mama says as she takes her seat at the table. The mending she’d been working on for the neighbors in exchange for the eggs you ate this morning is neatly tucked away. They don’t help those who don’t help themselves. We solve our own problems before anybody else.

Neither of them say anything about how the plates on the table are almost empty. Neither of them say anything about how it’s been like that for a while now. You don’t say anything either. You smile, thank Mama for dinner, and tell yourself that it’s your problem to fix when your belly doesn’t fill.

(The other kids know the feeling too. It comes up one day, while sprawled out on the ground after a game of tag. “If Brodians are made of the same thing as the mountain…” one kid asks, quiet voice carrying on the wind. “do you think we can eat dirt?”

Silent, as the small group considers the question. Then laughter, teasing, and urging each other back onto your feet so you can play a bit more before dinner.)

You’re seven years old when Papa loses his hand.

Not completely, he assures you when he sees you staring at the limb that’s been bound up so tightly, he can’t even move. It’s still attached. Still working. Just an accident in the mines. Nothing that he can’t handle.

Except he can’t work like that, Mama says. There’s a pile of the neighbors' laundry in the corner that she asked you to help return after dinner, in exchange for…whatever they can spare. He can’t work, which means they all have to work harder in the meantime. Nothing they can’t handle.

Neither of them talk about how the small meals get smaller. Neither of them talk in front of you about how Papa can’t find new work, about how Mama’s doing more and more and barely getting anything. You hear it all the same, crouched outside your house beneath your window. The walls aren’t thick enough to block the yelling if you’re listening for it.

(At 16 you learn that it wasn’t an accident, but negligence. Another noble cutting corners and rushing, hurrying, what is the wellbeing of faceless workers worth when the war needs resources, and those who provide them need profits? You find this out as the noble bleeds out around one of your knives.)

But that’s later. Now, you’re seven, holding a fistful of dirt and a head full of memory. You know what hunger feels like. You know that dirt tastes like iron, and you fix the problem by pretending as hard as you can that your belly is full.

You’re eight years old when you are kicked out of your house.

It’s for your own good, Papa says when he sees you staring at him. He won’t look at your eyes, the same color as his, instead nodding at the man you just met who has a hand on your shoulder. You’re a tough kid, you’ll be fine. Nothing you can’t handle.

One problem fixed, you hear Mama saying to herself in the house. Through the doorway, you can see the large bag the man gave them spilling coins onto the table. One less mouth to feed, and coin to feed what’s left. One problem fixed, just took some hard work.

Master doesn’t say anything, just waits for you to pick up your things and follow. He doesn’t say anything when you cry. He doesn’t say anything at all, not even when you sit at the table and he puts a plate down in front of you.

It’s still not full. Not like his. He sees your eyes watching him from across the table and scoffs. You wanna eat good, he asks, pointing down at his plate. You don’t say anything, but you nod your head and try not to flinch as he stabs into the meat.

You will when you work.

(The meal after your first kill is chicken, slathered with tomato that makes it look like your hands did only hours before. You eat it, and fix the problem by pretending it doesn’t taste like iron and dirt.)

[gutz-radio]

Anytime I see a post about how Izzy hands deserved what happened to him or how it was totally justified for Ed to be a horrible person to him I get so damn angry. I get so angry and I need to just speak my mind at how angry it makes me.

To me, Ed in season two has shown abusive behaviours. Plain and simple. He has shown a pattern to physically assaulting Izzy. One toe is a single instance, but two more is a pattern. He tells Izzy if he doesn't do what he wants he is easily replaceable. And it isn't just abuse to Izzy. It's the whole crew. He's horrible to all of them. They're all scared of him. The scene where Ed is talking about the vibe on the ship shows me no one at all is comfortable around him.

I love Ed as a character don't get me wrong. I relate to him in parts, mostly how he can't handle his feelings and how messy it is and his self hatred. And also the abuse he faced. I love Ed. But to just close your eyes and slap hands over your ears and go lalalalala at all the shit he's done but then put all the blame on Izzy angers me. Yes, I'm not gonna deny Izzy fucked up. He is toxic as hell to Ed as well, and I never justify the stuff he did because it was bad. But never, ever, does that justify being abused. The only person responsible for how Ed has treated everyone is Ed himself. Ed isn't a fucking toddler who doesn't comprehend what he's doing. He's a grown adult man. Izzy cannot force him to do shit. At the end of the day, the only person who has a choice to what to do is Ed himself. Yes, Izzy was horrible to Ed when he was the most vulnerable. He said vile stuff, and kicked him down when he was weak. And that is shitty and the blame for Izzy's own actions is on Izzy. But the same goes for Ed. Ed chose to hurt the crew, and he chose to hurt Izzy. This was all his choice. No one forced him to do anything. Outside factors all contribute to it, yes, and it all worsened his mental state. But it is still his fault. And as far as I'm concerned, Ed owes the crew and izzy a MASSIVE fucking apology and a hell of a lot of change. Izzy realised what he said to Ed was wrong. He knows he fucked up. He tells Stede as much. But Ed is also at fault and I'm pissed how people keep just acting like he had no say in it whatsoever and he was purely at the mercy of his fucking subordinate.

Personally? I hate how serious discourse is in this fandom and this is a fictional show and I don't treat fictional characters like real people. But the victim blaming, and the blatant hypocrisy of how people treat Izzy compared to Ed angers me. Either they all suck and we should hate them both, or we stop giving a damn and stop blaming characters and harassing people over a fucking FICTIONAL CHARACTER.

[sskk-manifesto]

The best 68 seconds in anime history (and a 22 minutes 32 seconds of prelude to that, I guess)

[anonyanonymouse]

I'm so disappointed I won't be able to immediately tune in on the twst update like usual 😭 I'm pretty sure this is the first time I won't be watching it right after it's up, and not only that, but my early morning obligation preventing me from enjoying the update is going to last FIVE hours 😭😭😭

[femme-enby]

I am still seeing folks whine that Jodie Whittaker ruined Doctor Who.

Oddly enough they can’t seem to actually ever state something she had control over.

She’s an actor, playing a character. Her lines are written and her job is to simply bring that character from paper to life.

I think she did incredibly well! She was animated, she was emotional, she was clever as always and also silly, a happy medium between the tenth and eleventh if I had to compare her to past regenerations. She was new, she was figuring some shit out, and those writers threw thirteen PLENTY of revelations about her past.

Folks complained about the WRITING, and blamed that on Thirteen, on her being a woman. Saying that she made Doctor Who woke. It’s always been woke. Watch the show and pay attention.

Folks critique how heavy handed the “lessons” were, as many doctor who episodes of the past have had at least small lessons in the episodes even if the whole episode wasn’t a lesson.

Yet I can’t exactly fault the writers FOR being heavy handed… so many folks saying that a woman doctor is pandering and “woke”??? Well clearly y’all haven’t got the sense to comprehend media, since all the “wokeness” of the ENTIRE SERIES seems to just blow right over y’all’s heads, I’d probably get heavy handed too! It’d be hard to keep me from straight up having “Racism is wrong!” Written and said in an episode! Same for whatever other social issues they touched on during her time.

Hell, I just had to double check so I wouldn’t be speaking out my ass, but when the Twelfth doctor and Bill Potts went back in time and were at that festival on the Thames, immediately after telling Bill that she should leave the talking to him because she has a temper and diplomacy and patience wins, when the rich dude sees Bill sitting and calls her a “creature” and tells her to stand “in the presence of your betters” Doc taps him on the shoulder and LAID HIM TF OUT.

Doctor Who has BEEN “PC,” it’s been “liberal,” it’s been “leftist” or whatever the hell else folks are complaining about. It always has been, at least regarding “New Who.”

I don’t even hope they STOP glaringly pointing out that outdated beliefs are bad, I just wish they didn’t feel like they HAD to write like that so ignorant folks who skipped all their “literature Literacy” classes in middle school could get the memo!

Bigotry of any form has never made a bit of sense to me, and that is why Doctor Who appealed to me as a kid. It wasn’t like South Park or Family Guy or American Dad where every joke hinges on some sort of bigotry or outdated belief. It has always opposed those beliefs, and I’ve loved that.

[titsthedamnseason]

i can’t help but feel like a bad friend right now even though i know it’s not my fault. but my best friend is studying abroad right now and sent me the sweetest message about how she finds it hard to be herself around the girls she’s there with and misses me and really values our friendship. but when i studied abroad last year i truly consider it the best part of my college experience and felt the exact opposite because i wasn’t closeted on that trip. even though my best friend knows im gay, she’s straight and doesn’t understand a lot of my struggle with my sexuality on an everyday basis, we barely talk about it because neither one of us really knows how. even though she’s definitely supportive it’s a bit of a barrier between us at times because of that disconnect. and it’s not that i didn’t miss her while i was away, but i felt so free on that trip and was able to be myself with my group + roommates in a way that i can’t even do with her. she’s my best friend first and foremost (i hardly talk to anyone from my study abroad now that we’re back at school actually, so it wasn’t ever that we were better friends. just easier friends?) and i feel so guilty that our experiences were so opposite and i don’t know how to talk about it or comfort her now that she isn’t having the best time

[calibrationneeded]

Existential nihilist who loves searching for meaning to things despite the belief that it doesn’t actually mean anything at all, the same way when you stop believing in magic when you grow up but still search for meaning in the stars, still make wishes on eyelashes, and still step over cracks as to not break your moms back. Existential nihilist, who despite believing there isn’t a meaning, still enjoys the idea of it, because that’s what makes us human, and it’s harmless and fun. Maybe that in itself is the magic, maybe that’s the meaning.

[autisticlee]

the idea of befriending animators and working along with them to pitch ideas or do other work while learning how the animation process works with personal hands-on learning experience by watching passionate friends work and letting me help, and even voice some characters (I've been interested in voice acting my whole life since it's a script and its easier than talking to people irl) is so appealing to me. but making friends is hard. autistic brain goes wrrrrrr. people go ew and back away. don't know how to meet creative people, befriend them, then convince them to let me work with them. most people make a art competition and think i'm trying to use them. or they reject me if they can't use ME. (because i'm a nobody without a following)

since I dont know all the reasons people reject me, ghost me, block me, ignore me, etc. all I can guess is it's because i'm autistic and it's any number of my social issues caused by it. and that really sucks that people will misjudge you, refuse to help, refuse to include you, and prevent you from going anywhere just for being autistic.......

[iggysmice]

Literally a convo i had w my brother earlier (we are both nd and hyperfixated on sonic when we were children so its the one thing we both care equally about)

Sonic fandom with shadow backstory is like that one comic about the geologists talking about how everyone knows the something sequence for quartz. Does this make sense. I dunno.

HOLY SHIT YOU'RE RIGHT