#turn off your brain

[linguist-breakaribecca]

I was about to reblog some radfem nonsense about “progressive language is erasing womanhood” with a diatribe about how that’s disingenuous, ignorant, and a big ol’ lie.

But it’s been A Day. So instead, I’m going to put this earworm back in my head and in all y’all’s heads as well:

[mceproductions]

Worst of 2024 TV Shows #3: VTuber Legend (CRUNCHYROLL)

There are definitely things I don’t get, and it seems like as time goes on the old adege of becoming parents and not getting what kids are into rears its head.

For me, this manifested for 2024 into the industry known as VTubers. Other than Hatsune Miku, or the Crunchyroll Mascot who taught Japanese for novices I never got the point. We also had this year, An anime that sees the industry play out via a small agency with one of its players being a girl in a dress she unexpectedly wears all the time.

When she unexpectedly gets drunk checking out other’s content while unaware she was still streaming, fame, clout, sub count, and an unfathomable amount of Japanese exclusive alcoholic beverages goes through the roof.

There’s turning off your brain, and then there’s watching Awayuki look like a complete alcoholic raging online in unfathomable questions like “why doesn’t she change her clothes?”

Only reason this isn’t higher up is that fortunately there were 2 much worse shows and the dub voices actually sound great. But if this is someone’s entry into this industry, they’ll want out before they get to the clever endings each episode that utilizes the format.

And if this is my Kimmel moment where I get the ire of an industry based on something I don’t get, I will watch some videos to better myself.

SUM 22: A girl getting drunk and posting reaction video content sets the stage for a look at an industry and what gets created.

[courtmartialme]

same breed of pathetic wet dog guys

[cactus-teeth-art]

More of them bc erm well (explodes) ((I can't think too hard about the first one or else I'll black out)) (((it appeals to my need for a man to be almost like a loyal rabid dog for another man)))

[cheesecakeluvrs]

“Oh you’ve just been lying about not being able to control your powers for like… funsies ig?”

“Yeah ight sounds legit”

[aiyanakopa]

I think we've bagged the craziest abnormal already.

What, seriously? Where??

[tamatosss]

So I had a realization… I compiled all of my sdv group stuff and damn... I do a lot of group line-ups. IDK why I like doing them but I'll admit it's satisfying seeing the characters all together like this. I included some of my older pieces to show off my improvement!

I am sure y'all can tell which ones are the new pieces and which ones are the older piece lol

[focsle]

What I’ve been thinking a lot about lately is the idea that…even in times of turmoil and uncertainty and fear, the people you’re connected to, and the community you build, and the people who are out there always trying to make things a little better, a little warmer, a little safer, the people who are fighting for and striving for security and joy and levity and agency and all the things that can make our lives richer and happier…those things don’t just vanish overnight. That even when it feels like the world is shaking apart, those people are still there. And that bit of hope, on the most micro of scales, of who you’re connecting to and finding happiness and safety with, and who you’re helping is…such a more productive driver than despair. Even though there are so many reasons to despair. But the people who are always pushing for a better life for everyone, your people, you yourself in being that person for someone, are still there. And I think that’s what matters.

[lovesickeros]

☆ glimpse of divinity

{☆} characters lyney, neuvillette [ separate ] {☆} notes cult au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings none {☆} word count 0.8k

× neuvillette

The first time he sees you strolling the streets of Fontaine with a glint of wonder in your eyes, he thinks he must have finally lost it. He has to rub his eyes and check a few dozen times before he's certain that you are, in fact, real and not some figment of his imagination conjured by a lack of sleep and overdose on caffeine.

..Though now that he gets a better look, it's not quite the same. Like a smudged painting, he thinks. Still, the uncanny resemblance to the visage of the Divine One has him lingering around the area just to stare a little longer, a deep, devoted sense of affection bristling beneath his skin.

And then you turn sharply on your heel, staring directly back at him, and he feels a sudden wave of embarrassment and something akin to shame.

Archons, he'd just made a fool of himself, hadn't he?

He quickly turns away, clearing his throat and hiding his embarrassment behind his hand. Though it does not seem to deter you, the soft tap of your shoes growing closer until you were peering up at him with wide eyes.

"..Hello." He offers awkwardly, a little too stiff and a little too formal, but you don't seem to mind in the slightest. He knows that your appearance, your vague similarities to the Divine One are mere coincidence, but it does not stop his heart from skipping a beat when you smile up at him. "I– apologize for being so uncouth and staring, it's just.."

His voice trails off into a breathy exhale, his hand twitching on his cane as if he wanted to reach out and touch you..but he restrains himself in time. He could not make a bigger fool of himself – he would never hear the end of it from lady Furina.

"You remind me of someone."

He decides, readjusting his hands on his cane as he bows his head for a moment is a show of genuineness, though it must look awkward with how stiff his body feels.

Yet he cannot help but want to get closer anyway, to hear the silky lilt of your voice grace his pointed ears. This is as close as he will ever get to the Divine..he is a weak man, he finds, as he offers a hand to you.

"I understand if this is a bit..forward, but would you mind joining me for tea?"

× lyney

He is a master magician – his entire work is built on keen misdirection and sleight of hand, but even he stumbles for a minute thinking he'd seen an illusion in your warm smile and striking features. Almost an exact copy of the Divine One, yet not quite..

Still, it's enough to pique his interest – enough, too, to give him the confidence to slip into your conversation with ease, all smiles and the slip of a card between his fingers.

"Hello, stranger – I don't think I've seen you in Fontaine before," He laughs, his hand reaching around to rest gently on your opposite shoulder, his voice a ghost of a whisper in your ear. "Say, could I interest you in a bit of magic?"

He perks up at the way you seem to light up like fireworks at his offer, a spark almost like recognition in your eyes he brushes aside – he's quite well known, after all.

"Good! Now, if I may just borrow your attention for a minute.." He grins, stepping around you and turning sharply to face you, his hand outstretched with a deck of cards in his hands, face down. "Let's start simple, shall we? I shan't overwhelm my audience – pick a card."

He holds the cards out again, his features twisted in something like awe, though he hides it well.

His heart flutters at the briefest of glances of your hand against his as you pluck a card from his hand, and he quickly retracts it, reshuffling the deck with a broad grin and a wink.

"Do your best to remember it! If you could return it to the deck.." The card is placed back in it's place amongst the rest, and the magic begins!

"Now then, let's see..hm," He hums for a long moment, the silence filled by the constant shuffle of cards until he suddenly plucks one from the deck, flipping it around for you to see. "Is this your card?"

He frowns when you shake your head, almost pouting, before he lights up again and steps forward.

"Ah! How foolish of me, I missed it..it's riiight here, see." He winks, reaching behind your ear..and pulls free a card from seemingly thin air. He flips it around for you to see again, and when you tell him it is, in fact, your card, he flips it around again.

And before you can see it, he's holding a rainbow rose between his fingers, his hand outstretched as he bows.

His eyes glint with a sort of wonder as he looks at your features, his smile widening a fraction.

"Well, dear stranger? Did you enjoy the show?"

[browneyedartist01]

I had one woman tell me that she could forgive Rhysand for SA Freye because he felt like it was the only way to protect her from Amarantha at the time, and he himself was sa by Amarantha (not sure how that plays into it but whatever)

So I asked her if she could forgive Tamlin for locking Freye away since he was trying to protect her from the other high lords and what's his face and she said:

"He's not a villain, but he did take away her agency and was not a good partner for her."

Like Miss Ma'ma, Rhys constantly takes away her agency when he thinks it's necessary. Like what??

[porschesbabydaddy]

My one and only Only Friends take: You cannot tune into Messy Bitches The Series and then get upset when the lil bitches on your screen start acting messy

[fiyabwal]

Welcome to tumblr where we spent 6+ years reporting and fighting off pornbots, and now we're at a stage where random users are attacking well known gimmick blogs for NOT promoting scambots.

[uldahstreetrat]

just remembered a convo I had with a couple friends some weeks back so, for my FFXIV folks:

[time-slink]

night shift

[sentientsky]

here, have a silly little rough sketch inspired by this post from @fellshish <3

[rebouks]

Previous // Next

Oscar: So… [Robin sighed dramatically; he could’ve guessed where this was going even if he wasn’t privy to his father’s thoughts] Oscar: What’re you gonna do, sue me for not believing you? Robin: [snorts] He’s not bothering me, dad. Oscar: So, why don’t you talk to him-.. or anyone else at school for that matter. Robin: People don’t usually care what you’re saying, they’re just waiting for their turn to talk. Oscar: C’mon, not everyone’s like that. Robin: Okay.. but what if they don’t like what you say? Like, I say something and they think – oh, that was weird – and then I’m like, wow I wish I hadn’t said that and it’s super awkward and cringe. [Robin fiddled with his fingers, intent on convincing Oscar that anxiety was the culprit. It was easier than explaining the truth; that he could barely think straight amongst everyone else’s thoughts, that couldn’t be arsed, didn’t see the point, found people boring, yada yada] Oscar: Y’know people don’t usually think that whilst you’re talking, right? It’s mostly in our own heads. Robin: Okay, dad. Oscar: Wow, can’t imagine where you get that sarcasm from… Robin: ‘Course not… They do though-.. think that, y’know. Oscar: I think that’s just the social anxiety talking, spud. Robin: And? Oscar: And, you’ve gotta work on your fear-… Robin: It’s not a fear, it’s a fact. [Oscar rolled his eyes as Robin sloped off; it was like arguing with himself] Oscar: Robin… Robin: See, you didn’t like my response so.. point proven, huh? [Robin hovered by the doorframe, wearing a smirk so similar to his own that Oscar couldn’t help but chuckle fondly] Oscar: Tch, get outta here! Robin: Love you, byeeeee. Oscar: [snort laughs] Love you too, bud.