Elon/his soul must’ve heard me talkin’ shit about how it’s still Twitter because of the site still being twitter.com despite X being slathered all over the site because now it’s legitimately called X…
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Ok, I’m just going to have this rant. Why is it Jiang Cheng’s job to protect Wei Wuxian? Why is it anyone’s job except for maybe the adults that were supposed to be his guardians in his childhood? Other than those two, why does fandom like to place that burden on JC, Yanli, and everyone else?
I love Wei Wuxian, I do! But let’s not pretend like homie didn’t dive headfirst into almost every dangerous position he was placed in! If you’re going to play the hero and try to protect others, great. Applause for you, but you should at least be able to protect yourself before you do it!
And let’s not act like Wei Wuxian wasn’t walking around saying stuff like, “If I wanna do this, Jiang Cheng can’t even stop me!”
He was the one talking to the sects like he was the shit all up and through Jorge’s. I love my brother to death, but if he talks shit and gets hit, I’m not going to jump into the fight!
I’m serious. Yall Jiang Cheng antis literally are doing too much. Hate the character, but please get over this everybody needs to protect ickle bitty Xianderalla bullshit! It’s bullshit!
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I’ll never understand why someone as lovely as Luke, who’s basically a golden retriever in human form is hated so much by people in this fandom. He’s never done anything that warrants even an ounce of this treatment
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Oh… oh I’m not going to heaven, am I…
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I hate depression but I hate it most when I’m so low on energy and it holds me back from going out with my friends. Like I so rarely ever get to go do anything fun anyway so when I actually have that opportunity it hurts so bad to have it ripped away from me simply bc I can’t bring myself to get out of my damn bed
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blocking and reporting so many spambots that you accidentally report an obviously real person because you’re just going through the motions I’m so sorry my dude
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Watching a comedian while eating lunch the other day, as you do, and it’s one of those game shows made by comedians for comedians that don’t really have a solid point system, ended 7 years ago, and the only way to find it now is on a random comedian’s practically derelict YouTube channel. So anyway, fucking shoveling this dining hall food, because the comedy and the speed I eat it means I don’t have to taste the secret ingredient: anger and resignation for having to get up this goddamn early for hundreds of pricks to stroll through this door and make snide comments about their food, they were a chef back in their home town goddamn you. The category at hand is “unlikely dating tips” and the guy at the mic suggests posting slightly inaccurate starwars references in order to get more men to pay attention to you. Which got me thinking, what’s my siren call? Misquoting almost any media, or a woman stating an opinion about said media without first exhuming their entire experience with said media is like a goddamn Batsignal over Arkham City. A few solid natural bits and bobs will send most non binary friends flying towards us like a moth to a lamp, or like a shark to blood, or something something cool rocks and mushrooms and shit. I feel like mine would be overcomplicated stories that have either no point or altogether far too many, as well as analysis of said stories.
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It is 1:30 am and my demons have a question.
What does your house smell like?
Mine smells like fruit and trees :)
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I don’t normally like being… vulnerable? On main? I guess? But I’m kind of going through a super hard time right now, and if any of you have little victory stories you want to share, I’d greatly appreciate them. I need to hear that good things can happen to individuals still—while hearing about grander victories is nice, it doesn’t connect at a personal level like I need right now.
(Obvs not asking for you to share anything you don’t want to/is way too personal, just anything you’re comfortable sharing. Can be in my asks, dms, notes, whatever. I would really really appreciate some happy things right now.)
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Sometimes I just get so upset about how limiting my disability has become. I used to sit on the floor and do art projects but I can’t sit on the floor anymore. I used to draw and bead and embroider and play guitar and now I can’t use my hands longer than a few minutes before the pain gets too bad. I used to spend my days carrying around toddlers and chasing them through the playground but my body isn’t built for that anymore. I just miss who I used to be before the pain took so much.
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