#little late night rant

[yourgfdgirlfriend]

can we talk about how toxic this whole “that small thing gives me the ick” narrative is?

like, girl, him using a basket at the grocery store or bringing water to the airport gives you ‘the ick’, but him never doing a single chore or believing women are inherently better at cleaning, like it’s some instinctual level ability is fine!? you’re gonna deal with him actually thinking he’s superior to you, but don’t he dare pick up a ping pong ball or you’re out?

wanna know what gives me ‘the ick’? rudeness. sexist behaviour. selfishness. masculinity, that is so fragile wind could knock it over. being unable to give a genuine apology. those are things that make me wanna drop someone; not normal human actions.

can we stop picking on any even slightly feminine perceived behaviour in men and just let them live without this ginormous expectation to always be this strong masculine picture of a man that no one is ever gonna be able to fulfil? you’re creating the same pressure on them we as women get all the time. you’re feeding into toxic masculinity. stop. make an effort to end this thinking instead. all the ‘icks’ I see on social media are so fucking stupid and misogynistic in their core; usually accompanied with sentences like “well, if he’s gonna cry about a birthday gift, he’s not my alpha anymore” no, he’s not. he is a real person with feelings, you fucking brainwashed-by-the-patriarchy monster.

give me a fucking break; i’m so sick of seeing people pressured into these roles their whole life and being so unhappy and hold so much resentment. just stop. let men cry. let men think kitties are cute. let men dangle their feet. let men giggle and be silly. let men have genuine moments of happiness without thinking about whether or not they seem masculine enough. cut them some fucking slack. and maybe there will be fewer men hating women, because they always had to be a certain way to be accepted. every woman knows the feeling of all these expectations and rules you have to follow. we know how much it sucks; how suffocating it is. so let’s stop repeating this narrative and start breaking out of it. reflect on where you’re coming from before criticising someone’s behaviour. we’ll all be happier for it.

and don’t anyone dare to use this as anti-feminist. this is inherently feminist, because it breaks with the tale of women being poor innocent damsels in distress unable to harm anyone or anything; always the victims. perfect little dolls. we’re not. women are cruel and flawed. women are offenders. women are judgmental. women are cold hearted and shortsighted. women are petty. women are misogynistic. (not all women of course *cough cough*) women are not perfect. we are human. of course the “women are capable and smart. women are superheroes” side of feminism is widely preferred. let’s be honest no one wants to hear bad things about themselves, especially when fighting against your own oppression; but it’s therefore no less true. both are legitimate; they’re two sides of the same coin. deal with it.

and if I see anyone hurting a sweet boy’s feelings, because him owning a stuffy or something adorable like that gave you ‘the ick’ I’m gonna personally bitch slap you so hard, that looking in the mirror will give you the ick for the rest of your life. savvy?

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

i love it when bad is very specifically a good roleplayer by giving other people good prompts. like casually bringing up wilbur now to tallulah. or when he put missa in the petting zoo. or all those times he Tormented the Lesbians so they could protect each other from him. its just so !!!! I love watching roleplayers be considerate of other roleplayers and gleefully hand over something they Know the other person's character can react to. i've seen cellbit do it, too (that time he handed his knife to bbh. oh my god). it's not a rare thing, and it's possible to be a good roleplayer without keeping that sort of considerate back and forth in mind, but its one of my favourite things to notice. foolish does it too, sometimes- i haven't watched him much, but i did take note of when he Made Sure to bring jaiden along with him on a cucurucho quest. and basically every interaction he had with bad when the eggs were missing. its just so so good

[time-slink]

wait guys i know how we can make naruto good. genderswap male characters at random until the cast is 50/50

[yahabadabado]

I realized something a while back and wanted to share it here.

So everyone knows the scene where Yahaba attempts to flirt with Yachi. Here it is in the manga incase you forget:

See how that the end of the scene is when Tanaka hands him back his ball? Not in the anime. This is what happens afterwards in the anime, incase you don't remember:

Kyoutani shoves Yahaba to the floor, appearing angered or irritated. This scene is only in the anime, therefore it's an added scene.

I find this added scene so funny because #1 it kind of feels completely unnecessary to have added and #2 it was most likely added to show some form of rivalry between Kyoutani and Yahaba before the wall slam scene, to explain why that happens. If that is the case, I feel like the animators kind of misunderstood the relationship that is supposed to exist between the two of them. At first, Kyoutani is of course disrespectful to everyone, not specifically just Yahaba. Somewhat similarly Yahaba doesn't quite respect Kyoutani because of his rude and brash behavior. Never are you meant to think that they hate eachother or have some form of rivalry, especially one that tends to be violent. After all, they're still supposed to be teammates. After the wall slam incident, Kyoutani begins to form a sense of respect and understanding for Yahaba, and Yahaba begins to respect and understand Kyoutani after he goes back into the game and gives it his all. This added scene, in my opinion, somewhat undermines the mutual disrespect turned mutual respect that is their relationship. Instead, it makes it seem like Kyoutani hates Yahaba and that when he shoves him to the ground it's done out of hatred. Instead, when Yahaba slams him into the wall it seems like an action to get Kyoutani back for shoving him or to prove that he shouldn't be hated because he can be violent too. When very obviously, that's not the case at all. Additionally, this added scene had the opposite affect of making it seem like they're rivals to the fandom, instead creating many memes and ship posts lol.

[stardestroyer81]

Inspired by this post by @artpro86, I wanted an excuse to draw my latest blorbo, Cindy Bear, in a similar fashion... it didn't take me too long to be struck with an iconic reaction image to redraw with her instead.

[witofretard28]

Revenge bedtime procrastination: Decision to sacrifice sleep for leisure time due to lack of free time during the day.

Ofc we sacrifice sleep for the little time we have to be ourselves. The time where we can finally listen to our own thoughts loud and clear and less jumbled, when we don't have to pretend, when we won't get any work related calls or calls from people in general, when we can breathe, sing if we want to or puff our eyes out crying ugly, read our favorite book, sit and stare at the wall if we want, put our legs up the wall and listen to music, let our skin breathe, not worry about how uncool we look and feel, how sexy we are, stalk our exes. It's the only time we choose not to worry about future and let go. Live and breathe!

So what if we wake up next day feeling like shit...we atleast had a bit of heaven in the night when we sacrificed our sleep.

[cr4yolaas]

i’m slowly getting more ill and our roof is leaking horribly but mezzo forte i will come back for u soon

[nexo-nex]

I think i was not made for this uni life 🤧 i wish i could work for a factory or something i just rlly hate studying so much

[yourgfdgirlfriend]

running into a past lover from eight years ago, catching up a bit since the last time and casually joking with him about his not-so-happy engagement and fiancée, when he laughs and says „i hate you“ and I tease back „no, you don’t. you love me“ and he looks at me, suddenly all sobered up, before he goes „I guess I do“. what in the poorly written, fucked up, bitch ass, shitty romcom directors cut is going on? motherfucker. you can’t just randomly say shit like that. hit me like a damn freight train. what do you mean? it’s been EIGHT fucking years.

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

I hate that life has become catching up with friends every few months on things that are no longer happening !!!!!!

I hate having to recap on what’s going on in my life and vice versa because we don’t get to talk often enough to go through things together anymore !!!!!

I am so exhausted of telling friends “yeah so this happened last month and then this happened and this is something I just got done dealing with” I want to experience things in community !!!!!

I no longer want to hear “oh wow that’s a lot” or “I’m sorry you had to deal with/go through that alone” without the willingness to sit in it with me !!!!!

I am so bored of spending weeks “catching up” over text !!!! I just want to sit down and talk about everything over coffee !!!! There is such limited connection and emotion over text !!!!

I hate that posting on social media has become the unspoken method of knowing what’s going on in your loved one’s lives !!!!

I hate that society has pushed us all so far apart from each other and despite the fact that we’re all so lonely we are also so complacent in it !!!!

I am tired. I am tired. I am tired.

[90frogsinatrenchcoat]

Minecraft: A short Essay on Nostalgia

I'm writing this rather late at night so excuse any spelling errors (Sorry it's not in MLA format, I'm not back in school yet and need a break)

I often find myself scrolling online late at night, stuck in the rabbit hole of youtube shorts, wondering how in the world I'll be able to function the next morning. Many times, the only thing that puts me to sleep on those restless nights, are playlists of "nostalgic" minecraft music. Why is that? Why is the music considered "nostalgic" in the first place?

Nostalgia is defined as making one think of or long for a familiar or comforting time. When I first received Minecraft back in 2016, I was still a little kid. I was in fourth grade and was longing to know what all the fuss was about. I remember booting it up for the first time, my sister sitting eagerly next to me. We only had one controller, so we had to take turns. In true older sister fashion, I did not share as I was supposed to. Eventually, though, I learned to share the game and enjoy what my sister created. I found that I was a natural at this game, I learned all of the mechanics with ease. My sister was not so lucky, she still struggles to fight in the game to this day. We spent many nights playing Minecraft. My mother worked the night shift at her work, and my father was always working on schoolwork to get his second degree. This left me and my sister to eat our spagettio's and play minecraft all night. I remember one night in particular, playing the "Little Big Planet" Mash up pack for the PS4 Edition of the game. We knew that nothing we did would be saved, but oddly enough we liked it that way. I was usually a creative player and my sister liked survival, though she wasn't very good at it. When we did play on a saved world, we would build massive cities and marveled at our own architectural prowess (Or, more often, the prowess of those we watched on youtube). I still have these old worlds, I visit them from time to time. I used to entice my sister to play with me by telling her I would do whatever she wanted me to in the game. This usually ended badly. Still, there are many old save files titled, "E's the Boss". I was young and simple, a stable built out of pink wool was just fine for me.

As I work with my therapist to uncover certain things about my past, I remember the nights that I would spend playing this game, desperately avoiding my bed time. This game, this simple game comprised of blocks and some funny red powder, had become virtually the only escape I had from the harsh reality that attacked me every time I left that infinite green wasteland that was a superflat world. Long before the aquatic update or the remodeled horses, I was building houses to replicate my own, creating worlds to escape the one that so vehemently tortured me each day. I remember, on the days that we were aloud to have the sound on on the TV, I would always play my favorite music disc. It was the one simply titled C4-18. I have so many memories attached to the music that plays in this game. And the only reason those memories mean so much, is because that is how I coped. Gen-Z, the silent generation, the generation that inherited all of the problems that everyone else was to stubborn to settle, has been left to our own devices to find some way to be happy in a world that revolves around hate. And for many children, including me, that device just so happened to be digital. We found some sliver of hope in the notion that we could still shape out destinies. The thought that we could choose to survive, adventure, or create was so enticing that we put hundreds of hours into buildings and bases, maps and achievements. On the occasions that we couldn't play the game, we would watch others play it. Roleplay channels like Little Kelly and Little Carly, mod channels like Unspeakable and Moose, Pat and Jen, even DanTDM, shaped out childhood. Often these channels exposed us to more mature themes through contact with more mature channels, such as Markiplier, JackSepticEye, and Pewdiepie. Now, we're all grown up. Many of us are going to college, getting jobs, some are even starting families. And so are our heros. Dan is a father, and Felix will be too. Mat has a son and wife, Pat and Jen split up, Jack has Evelyn, Mark has Amy. As we matured, so did our heros. And what does it al come back to?

A simple video game based on mining blocks, and using them to craft different blocks. I guess, what I'm trying to say, is that the Minecraft soundtrack is so nostalgic, because it takes us back to a *bad* time. It reminds us of when everything was going downhill, and all we could do is watch and hope we didn't get hit when crap went flying. Minecraft, for many of us, was our first step into healing, our first step towards maturing, and our first step towards becoming our own people, all be it far to soon. Minecraft music makes us cry, makes us feel this deep nostalgic sadness, because we don't know if we'll be able to find that again. We're grown ups now.. there's no one else to guide us, and video games can only take us so far. How do we know what to trust, what to watch, what to smile and laugh at..

We don't. That's the unfortunate truth of nostalgia. We don't have that wonderful thing, that guide to help us through the tough times. Now we are the ones guiding, building, surviving.. In a weird way, Minecraft prepared an entire generation of struggling kids with a blueprint for life. It's as simple as this:

Start your Journey

Find someplace you like, and settle down there.

Go on adventures, make friends, learn new things, and never go into the dark without a light.

And if it all comes crashing down...

respawn.

[boxwinebaddie]

good morning team nina! i’m sorry for being a little here nor there, I WANT TO BE HERE REALLY BAD! but my laptop actually finally stopped turning on, which thanks a lot, rest in pieces ( oF SHIT, i Hated that thing! i will say its v hard to answer my asks without a laptop…smh)

but more importantly and the shit Cherry on top of Shit Mountain rn is, i’m currently pretty fkn sick bc one of the kids got me which already sucked…then halfway through yesterday i…completely??

Lost My Voice???

LIKE ITS GONE!!!???

tldr: i sound like an insane v foul demonic cross between roz from monsters inc and a cursed squeaky toy getting run over by a million cars on the highway and i can’t hit any notes higher than like a Bass in choir??? horrifying

but yeah my chest feels like a trash compactor or is that just my cold dead heart beatin idk what’s that like i'm evil n i made jk in my image

i lied im very rs-coded

[rhys-is-puffs]

Changed my mind I think I will have kids because after living with my roommates I think I’m fully fucking equipped to handle a two year old

[irgendwiepoetisch]

why is there so little going on in my life that a simple crush on a person i barely know takes up so much space in my brain...why

[rosicheeks]

i do not know if i ever sent this to you. i have posted it. i hope you like it Princess.

[elshells]

Anxiety is ridiculous.

I moved into this new house a couple of weeks ago and everything is going nice and smoothly. I'm getting along great with my housemates, all of whom I've been good friends with for two-going-on-three years. In fact, the only reason I'm here at all is because they approached me when they knew I was looking for a place to live and offered me an open spot on the lease.

So why can't I just settle down and be normal about it??

Don't get me wrong; some days I'm super comfortable with hanging out in the common spaces and using the same facilities and taking up the same spaces as these people. And I've been a part of so much laughter and cool conversations and fun outings that I wouldn't have taken part in otherwise.

But the rest of the days I'm like the girl from Jojo Rabbit hiding in the walls and I musn't be seen by anyone. I need to sequester in my room like the hermit I am at all times until I need to scrounge around for meals like a nervous deer. And god forbid I show my face to my housemates, lest I make them uncomfortable with my presence. Maybe if I keep showering them with baked goods they'll realize I'm not a threat... except they already welcomed me into their home and told me to make it mine, so... maybe they're actually okay with this. Further research shall be conducted.

And the thing is, both of these realms of thought exist simultaneously and are constantly at odds with one another. And whenever one set of feelings is stronger than the other, that is the only one I'll listen to until it goes away.

Do I have any control over these feelings? Hell no. What factors into how I think each day? Wouldn't you like to know.

All of this is written in lighthearted jest but at the same time please tell me I'm not alone in this because ack help 😕😅