#this might not make any sense

[severalpossiblemusiks]

This reminds me of a very cursed idea I had last year about "why should everyone have the same weekend?"

Cause I and many other people work Mon-Fri and have Sat-Sun off, which means that I only have 2 days to get all my non-work stuff done, which doesn't work cause if I need government stuff or in-person banking or doctor's appointments or things like that done, I have to get it done in the work week cause the doctors and governments and bankers also all have Sat-Sun off.

So first off let's go with a 4-day work week, and every business has different people working different 4-day work weeks.

For example:

Guy A works Mon-Thu

Guy B works Tue-Fri

Guy C works Wed-Sat

Guy D works Thu-Sun

Guy E works Fri-Mon

Guy F works Sat-Tue

Guy G works Sun-Wed

Everyone gets three days off to observe their respective religious days, visit doctors, go to banks, relax, do housework, or even just go shopping, or go to any business without having to rush in before closing, etc., businesses can run normal hours all week without truncated "weekend hours" that are either extra long or extra short, they'll theoretically have enough people for every workday and no one should be overworked, and this system could allow for extended leave of absences as well (I haven't workshopped that into the idea). Same with holidays; I don't know how that would work atm, but my best bet is everyone can get the day before, or after the holiday off if the holiday doesn't fall on a day they "work" anyways.

Saw a post pointing out that the idea of a Saturday-Sunday weekend is in itself cultural Christianity being applied to the whole “secular” world, that in Israel the weekend is Friday-Saturday and in some Muslim-majority countries the weekend is Thursday-Friday or only Friday (in others it’s Friday-Saturday as well.)

Anyway to make a truly secular and inclusive world I propose a Monday-Wednesday work-week and a Thursday-Sunday weekend. I think anyone of any or no religion could all get behind this.

[audreyrose7]

The only thing that terrifies me more than all of my anxieties and fears and worries, is an absence of them. The only thing scarier than my anxiety is the thought that everything might just end up being okay, because I know what it feels like to be at war. I know how to handle the fires, I know how to put them out, it's what my brain is used to and I find a lot of comfort in routine, and even if it's horrible, I know how to fix it. And I need to know what to do. But the possibility of peace is so terrifying because peace is rest, peace is tranquility peace is the absence of movement or problem, it doesn't want anything from me, I have nothing to repair, all I'm supposed to do is breathe. And I don't know how to do that.

The possibility of not having to put out fires anymore is terrifying when it's all you know.

[marciaillust]

almost blown out bsky / twt / ig

[cadillacjohnf1]

Can't explain this but it is correct.

[sky-neverending]

thinking more about this and how to applies to the aspect of fanfic in which the canons are merged. obviously we don’t know what Jespers reaction to Wylan being a Van Eck is in the showverse (give us a spin-off damn you), but that’s sort of the fun part. Because we know Jesper loves Wylan no matter what, that is evident in both the show and the books. He doesn’t care that Wylan can’t read. He doesn’t care where he came from, even when he didn’t know the truth. So it’s interesting to see how people take the merged canons, or the show canon, and spin the confession to whom he really is.

fundamentally, at its core, Wesper showverse and Wesper bookverse tread very similar lines on very different stories. and i absolutely love seeing how the fanfic writers take them and make them their own while still treading that line that makes Wesper, Wesper. and what makes Wesper, Wesper is that element of care despite their differences and despite any barrier that comes between them. be it the slow burn of the books or the fast paced “i already know you” of the show, Wesper is still Wesper. and I love that about them, and I love the way Kit and Jack manage to pull the words from the page and put them into these longing, meaningful glances.

i don’t really know what the purpose of this ramble is other that to express my absolute admiration for both the show version and the book versions of my boys. because Wesper is still Wesper no matter where you tweak the story. and I love that. i really do.

it’s so interesting to me to compare Wylan and Jespers relationship in the show vs in the books, because while they are fundamentally different, at their cores they are the same.

like yes, everything about them storyline wise is changed. but you can look at that first on screen kiss and tell me that it doesn’t SCREAM “This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh.” Because you can tell that’s what’s going through Jes’s head. It’s so evidently clear that he’s sooo far gone.

Also show Wylan buying Jesper stroopwaffels is such a book Wylan thing to do.

And we really get to see the development of Wylans personality in the show, same as the book. He goes from this sort of shy kid who doesn’t have a clue what’s going on to this badass motherfucker with an attitude, and it really shows in the way he talks to Jesper at some points. Like in the beginning he’s all shy, but as time goes on he’s all “Well, technically you are older than last time.” and stuff like that. it’s not as prominent as in the books, but you can still feel it.

Also, show Jesper going “my man!” when Wylan throws that bomb is such a thing for him to do. like come on.

so yes, they aren’t the same. but they’re still Wylan and Jesper, and that didn’t change. Because if you could see book Jesper, his smile when he sees Wy would be exactly the same.

[chloesimaginationthings]

These clown animatronics in FNAF wild as hell..

[ruporas]

need to exist in your warmth (id in alt)

[homehauntsyou]

no because I'm thinking about this a Lot now and it's like. dean locks him up and leaves him to die alone, but then sam breaks the final seal so he can't be upset, right? cause he doesn't deserve to be, right? (wrong) so like he goes through s5 upset about it underneath everything, but not being able to express it because the action has been ""justified"" and dean's been ""proven right""

but in s6 he doesn't have any of the intense feelings of guilt over the apocalypse or the need to spare/focus on dean's feelings, all he's got are memories of being basically forced to endure torture, so of course he's upset. while souled sam has basically rationalized dean's actions because he didn't feel he was allowed to be upset about anything, soulless sam couldn't give less of a fuck. and it really says so much about the things that actually have hurt sam, and the fact that the panic room & the lack of autonomy associated with it really scares him. and given that the panic-room Aftermath is brushed over in favor of focusing on dean's post-04x22 feelings I personally really like soulless sam's lines about it

soulless sam consistently referencing the panic room says soo much actually in this essay I will

[mochasucculent]

Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in

[tealgoat]

Act 5- Odile this speedrun fucking sucks

[dreamsteddie]

Steve and Eddie childhood friends is my kryptonite.

They meet in the woods outside Steve's house when they're eight and nine years old. Steve is out exploring because his parents are fighting again, something about a secretary and a jazzercize instructor that Steve really doesn't understand or want to listen to. He's done it before, venturing outside to explore the forest like it's his own private world. They never notice when they're fighting like that anyway and Steve always finds his way back.

Eddie, on the other hand, is new to Hawkins. He's nine years old and was just dumped on his uncle's front porch because his dad "doesn't need some brat who cries when the wires spark." Eddie was heartbroken and mad and scared and he loved his uncle Wayne but he didn't want to be comforted so he ran into the woods, Wayne too slow to catch him but calling his name.

After running a while Eddie trips on a root falling on his hands and knees, blood slowly blooming from his palms. He looks up and realizes he has no idea which way he came from or how to get back and releases all the tears he kept locked up tight since that night with the car.

That's how Steve finds him. He makes his way over, calling softly to the boy crouched by his favorite tree. The boy looks up, and the first thing Steve thinks is that he looks a little funny. His head is shaved down and his eyes are a little buggy and he's lanky in a way Steve's never really seen before. His second thought is that he always keeps bandaids in his shorts.

Together they sloppily patch up Eddie's knee and left palm, Steve pressing a smacking kiss to the other boy's knee like he's seen the other moms do for their kids at the park. They introduce themselves and Steve takes him to all his favorite places in the woods. They play knight and dragon and talk about how mean dads are until the sun starts to set.

Eddie gets nervous when the sun starts to set, not used to the unique darkness of the woods, but Steve is used to it. He takes Eddie by the hand and asks him where he entered and guides him home. Wayne finds them like that, he's clearly been doing his own forest wanderings in his search for Eddie and is quick to sweep his nephew into his arms and hold him close. Edde excitedly introduces his uncle to his "new best friend, Steve," his mood lifted significantly since that morning.

Steve waves goodbye and slips away before Wayne can insist on taking him home in the truck, but that's far from the last they see of Steve. After that night, every time Steve's parents get in a fight or his parents go to one of their long, important business dinners without him he makes his way through the woods and to the Munson trailer. The first time it happens Wayne doesn't even know what to say. Steve looks every bit the little Harrington that he is with his little Khakis and perfectly pressed polo knocking on the trailer door all proper-like.

"Hello, I'm here to see Eddie. He's my best friend."

Before Wayne can figure out what to say there's a blur of oversized black hand-me-down clothes barrelling through the door and tackling the younger boy to the ground.

"STEVE!" Eddie absolutely screeches. Wayne is half worried he might take out one of the kid's eardrums, but seeing the wide smile Eddie has plastered on his face, Wayne decides not to say anything.

From there on Steve and Eddie are thick as thieves. Steve spends all his free time at the Munson trailer playing with Eddie and the stray animals. Despite some of Wayne's concerns, their friendship remains strong through the years. With Eddie in the grade above and the grades almost completely separated, they hardly get to interact at school, which only serves to fuel Eddie's disdain and Steve's disinterest in school. Middle school is much the same. They spend almost every waking moment together in the woods or in the trailer but live almost separate lives at school. It's not even that they're trying to hide it, it just never comes up.

When Steve starts climbing up the social ladder it isn't intentional at all. He doesn't have a lot of friends in his grade, certainly not any that come close to Eddie's status in his life, so he kind of just talks to everybody. He plays on the middle school basketball and baseball teams and does well, and before he knows it people are suddenly flocking around him and vying for his attention. He doesn't pay it much mind honestly.

Eddie on the other hand never fits in anywhere. Steve and Wayne are just about the only people in his life he cares about, and despite their overwhelming love and acceptance he can't help but turn out cynical. He struggles with anger management those first few years with Wayne, frustrated with being abandoned by his dad and separated from Steve and it all culminates in him being ostracized from his peers.

It isn't until high school that the rest of Hawkins clues into what's been in front of their faces the entire time. The high school is much less separated so while they won't be sharing any classes, there are many more opportunities for them to hang out.

On day one of Steve's freshman year he's already on the roster for both the basketball team and the swim team and there's already a small group of boys hanging around his locker ready to ride his coattails. They notice Steve seems distracted, turning his head back and forth when he's not struggling to get the lock undone. When he finally manages to wrestle the thing open, Eddie makes his move.

In a move reminiscent of that first day on Wayne's front porch, a blur of black second-hand clothes and dark curls barrels into Steve from the side taking him down to the linoleum floors. The guys around Steve's locker are ready to step in and beat this guy to a pulp until they hear raucous laughter coming from the both of them. They are treated to the sight of rising King Steve and established Freak Munson rolling around on the floor like unruly puppies and don't know what to do with themselves.

When the boys calm down and stand up, arms slung comfortably around each other's shoulders, they're met with the very confused faces of Steve's kind-of-friends.

"You know this guy Steve?"

"You and Munson are friends?"

"What the fuck was that?"

Steve and Eddie share a very confused look, neither of them having realized that people have no idea they're friends. They look back at the guys with two devastating "are you dumb" faces and say:

"Uh, yeah, Duh."

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Years down the line, after queer awakenings, a healthy dose of heartache for them both, and a properly dramatic star-lit confession Eddie and Steve both absolutely love regaling anyone who will listen with their love story. Steve insists that he knew from the moment Eddie looked at him with those big bug eyes that he would love Eddie Munson for the rest of his life. Eddie, on the other hand, insists that's bullshit and instead insists that he was the one who fell first "it doesn't count if you were a child Sevie you didn't understand what love was!" that day in the hall when he realized how tall and handsome his best friends had become when they got up off the floor.

Either way, they both eat up the looks people give them as they share their tales of pining, self-discovery, and true love.

[wardingshout]

Zelda goes mushroom girl

[meamiki]

silly comic based on a time i struggled to read live on stream :thumbsup:

context clip compilation below ASDASDFASA

(cw for brief mention of hospitals/strokes)

[catullansparrowlet]

I'm in this frustrating headspace where I care about media's storyline, but I'm not actually interesting in actually consuming it. For stuff like popular series I actually prefer to hear about the plot via video essays about the series, so I know the plot in broad lines, the themes, the messages,... because when I try watching them I get bored so badly it literally hurts to get through more than one episode. I've forced myself through multiple seasons of shows that, as far as the barebones plot goes, seem interesting enough, with nothing to show for it but lost time and endless frustration.

I do want to care about the series, but apart from one or two ancient exceptions there's just no enjoyment to be found in them. How very dull.

[thedreadvampy]

Losing my shit about this article in which a transphobic Tory was so busy panicking about existing in the vicinity of a Trans that she almost certainly misheard "jeans" as "penis" and decided that not only was this a problem with the other woman, but also that the world must be informed of this pressing danger.

"a trans woman! I had to stand directly behind her....I thought, 'this is going well', I'm handling The Situation fine'..."

translated: I saw a tall woman with broad shoulders. How would I get out of this alive? I thought. she has a PENIS. PENIS PENIS PENIS. through some force of PENIS I mean will I managed to PENIS behave normally towards her. My hands were PENIS PENIS PENIS shaking as I tried to dry them. summoning up all my PENIS courage I said 'dryer's crap innit'. she turned to me and said " yeah I'm just goiPENIS PENIS PENIS"

It's been a week and I'm still shaking. This proves trans women are the problem and I'm not weird. I'm fine. It's fine. If you think about it I'm the hero hePENIS!!!!!

very this

[secretly-a-polar-bear]

How fucking dare, you come into my house, fuck my wife and you don’t even offer any of your bean dip casserole?!