#weirdly true

[livelaughlovelams]

Random: Is there a woman waiting for you back at home?

Von Steuben: HAH! Bold of you to assume I have a home in the first place.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

hey um queer desi people if you think you're alone, i promise you're not. i'm here, we're here, and we exist. i love you.

[mythicalcoolkid]

You don't wish your disability was worse or more visible, you wish your disability was taken seriously. Please stop confusing the two, I guarantee you would not get the support you need JUST by being more severe or more visible. Please listen to visibly disabled people when we tell you it isn't better on our side

[gleniferskydays]

he's telling them about the newest plot twist on his fave orcish soap opera. you'll never guess who turned out to be an evil twin 👀

[non-un-topo]

Thinking about Yusuf and Nicolò as young men again

[warnadudenexttime]

Janus took pity on patton ONCE

And then Patton was like: omg my bestie, my bff, my little snake lad, my pal jan-

[juanathesillyuser12]

this is weirdly true lmao

If Pac-Man is like a typical sitcom dad does that mean he has no idea how computers work

[siflshonen]

“If Bakugo and Midoriya don’t end up together by the end I’m gonna be disappointed not because I want it but since the fanbase and show hyped them up so much,” says my husband, who only watches the anime

[sukibenders]

I'll never forget how, during the release of s3 of Bridgerton and people talking about how poorly handled Kate and Anthony felt (as characters within the plot because certain writing choices made no sense), along with how some fans felt like they were being sidelined the responses were "Oh, it's not that deep" or "You're reading too much into things", followed with dismissal after dismissal (along with undertones of racism from a certain group, but for another time). Now, with this article (which was edited after the fact mind you) from Shondaland specifically Shonda's weird passive aggressiveness toward Jonathan, fan speculating them having issues with Jonathan and Simone, both of them making it clear how they want Kathony's story to continue even when some producers of the show were giving the opposite vibes....hmm. Doesn't seem like too much reading into the situation but I digress.

[ragnarlothcat]

I know I’m a chronic overthinker but I’ve been in the same fandom for three years or so now and I was reflecting that writing seemed so much easier when I first started out. Just looking at my output since 2021 shows a clear trend: I’ve been writing much less and it’s been taking me way longer.

I figured that I’d gotten a little burned out and that three years is a long time to focus solely on the same two guys making out and that there’s a limit to the number of situations I can put them in before I start to get bored. But I don’t think that’s quite my problem because even now, a million years later, I have ideas for dozens of fics and AUs that would be interesting to explore or funny to write.

No, it’s that I’ve let the larger fandom overwhelm me and it’s left me constantly second-guessing my writing. And I don’t mean that I’ve gotten nasty comments or asks, because I haven’t! All the other fans have been consistently wonderful and fun people with really valuable insights. And it’s not that I’ve been obsessing over stats or comments or worrying about going against popular headcanons. I mean, I’m just as excited as anyone else to see an AO3 email in my inbox but I’m also perfectly happy posting niche fics for an audience of me and my three weirdest friends.

It’s more that after so long engaging with other fans and other fics and the general meta, I’ve ended up writing too self-consciously. I’ve read so many interpretations of canon events, analyses of characterization and comparisons between fiction and real-world politics over the years, and I’ve enjoyed them because I genuinely care about these stories and these characters! I like seeing what everyone else thinks and then considering their points of view, no matter how bewildering they might seem at first.

But now it feels like I’m writing almost defensively, like I have to justify every choice I’m making based on this enormous and contradictory body of information. Three years ago I’d have written a scene in a few thousand words and moved on to the next plot point with my momentum intact. Now I’m constantly wringing my hands over things like physical details (I guess he’s not exactly a redhead) or broader social implications (is this trope misogynistic?) or finicky logistics (these locations are too far apart for this scene to make sense) or controversial character nuance (does writing this guy as a kind, doting husband make me an abuse apologist???) and the result is that I’m paralyzed with indecision and a ridiculous need to support everything I write with a lot of context that isn’t especially fun to write or, I suspect, especially fun to read.

I’m aware that this problem is entirely in my own head and that no one has asked me for any of this. And it’s not that all those questions aren’t interesting and important things to contemplate. But I miss the days of sitting down at my laptop and going “wouldn’t it be funny if these dorks played a video game together?” and then writing exactly that.

I don’t know. Were my fics better three years ago? I kind of doubt it. I’ve looked back at some of them and if nothing else I now have a better grasp of what tense I’m supposed to be using. But I definitely had more fun writing those older stories, which maybe feels more important.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

Hey students everywhere, I'm proud of you. You are so much more than enough.

Hey my maggots who're stuck in the education system right now. This is a long post but... but I know how many of you need to hear this, so please do. I just want you to know...

I'm proud of you. I'm so, so proud of you.

For continuing to survive in a system that's so bullshit that it can fail you at art, give you a grade for composing music, decide your seat in a medical college based on multiple choice questions about obscure ecology statistics (that are probably outdated), and decide whether or not you should study literature based on your summary of a pre-approved book.

I'm so proud of you.

i see you, I know you're exhausted, you're losing the love for subjects that were once your passion but now are ruined, you're burnt out and scared, you're studying things you don't even care about.

I know there are some of you who feel guilty even taking the time to read these words. I know, because I was there.

I'm proud of you for every second you spend doing the things you love, for every second you've spent trying so hard, for every second you've spent resting, for every second you've spent doing ridiculous things that made you smile and laugh and cry, for every second you studied and every second that you didn't, for every second you've spent wasting time because hey the point is that you lived that time and that's amazing in itself.

It's a fucked up system. It's broken and deeply flawed on every level, from the administration to the teaching to the budget to the students' mentality to the politics to the inclusivity... it's all fucked.

The more you recognise that, the closer you'll get to maybe realising that truth. That your talent and love for a subject, for an art form, for a branch of science or mathematics or a language, cannot possibly be measured in fucking numbers or alphabets from A to F.

The very idea is ridiculous, yet here we are, believing it.

Let's not anymore. It'll take a while to push it out of our head. But we can do it.

Yeah?

Tell yourself, and the people you know who are at any stage of education right now, all of this. It's not your fault. You're doing so well. I'm proud of you. So much of this is out of your control, with factors that shouldn't matter affecting your grade, with things happening that you can't help. So I'm proud of you. For being you and living. I'm sorry if you don't hear it enough, because you should.

I'm so, so proud of you.

[astriiformes]

One thing that becomes a little funny if you're thinking about the ways a trans reading of Marty interacts with canon is the fact that Doc is definitely guilty of some frustrating attitudes towards women over the course of the movies (particularly Part II), suggesting that he has so fully accepted the idea that Marty is a boy that he considers him exempt. Gender-affirming, trans-inclusive sexism.

[crustaceousfaggot]

Anyone else thinking about John Irving on this fine day. I'm going to throw up.

Source - An evangelical Christian on Franklin's last expedition: Lieutenant John Irving of HMS Terror

[coconutmall-ed]

need these two to queen out together

[starrylevi]

Levi when you’re Sick

When you get sick you don’t have to buy any medicine because the cabinet is stocked full with them, courtesy of Levi.

When you get sick, you expect for Levi to avoid you like the plague but he actually does the opposite. However, you know this man is disinfecting everything. He won’t do it when you’re around, he doesn’t want you to feel guilty.

You’re a little embarrassed but you do get a little more clingy when you’re sick, and Levi knows this. If he can, he’ll take the day off to take care of you. That or he’ll work from home, working on his laptop as you’re in and out of sleep next to him on the bed, snuggling into his side.

When it’s necessary for him to be at work he’ll make sure everything is set up for you before he leaves. You’ll wake up to the following text: “Ordered soup. It’s on the counter. Eat it before you take the meds.”

You’ll also get texts throughout the day reminding you to take care of yourself - “Drink water. It’s important for you to stay hydrated.”, “It’s 1pm, remember to take your medicine.”, “Put a wet cloth on your forehead.”

He’ll make tea for you consistently. He’ll definitely make sure the tea you’re drinking has medicinal properties. You’ll involuntarily scrunch up your nose at the taste of one of the teas and immediately regret it, not wanting Levi to feel bad. “What, you don’t like it?” He’ll ask. “No, no it’s fine.” You’ll say quickly before taking another sip, forcing yourself to smile even though the tea is revolting. Levi will chuckle, playfully rolling his eyes. “Give me the tea. I’ll make you a different one.”

When you’re both about to watch something together you sit on the opposite on the couch since you know how Levi feels about germs. Five minutes into what you’re both watching, Levi catches your attention and tells you to sit next to him, lifting up his arm as a gesture for you to come cuddle. “But what if you get sick?” You sniffle, knowing how he feels about germs. “Come. Here.”

At night he’ll rub vapor rub on your chest and back. “How does that feel?” He’ll ask as he massages you. You’ll sigh happily in response, closing your eyes at the soothing feeling. “Good.” He’ll murmur.

He’ll check your temperature on a consistent basis. “We need to get this fever down.” He’ll mumble to himself if your temperature is too high, gently taking the thermometer out of your mouth before he goes to get more medicine.

Levi doesn’t care when he gets sick but he hates when you get sick. Although he knows it’s silly, he gets frustrated that he can’t take away your sickness. He has to watch you struggle and there’s not much he can do about it besides what he already does.