#sincerely‚ the narrator

[iwantthistwinkobliterated]

Tumblr is being EXTREMELY bugged out in ways that make me anxious and I kept second-guessing whether everyone collectively decided to block me until I tried to open a reblog from a person I know for a FACT did not block me (@havokzsys that's you, sunshine). So I suppose my Tumblr just decided to hate me . Glorious. Anyway happy trans day of visibility to everyone ! A gentle reminder that I am, in fact, one of those weird unnerving fagdyke trannies! cheers 🥂

[chaossalad]

3 for the ask game!

3: bubblegum or cotton candy

Okay I actually have a very strong opinion about this. Bubblegum. Bubblegum all the way. Ripping apart cotton candy is a bit satisfying, yes, but it becomes sticky after a little bit and it's so gross. Plus it's too sweet, it's literally sugar, so it's not worth it. BUBBLEGUM is fun to chew, it has a variety of flavours (even spicy) and it helps me focus on my tasks better.

So, final verdict: bubblegum. By far.

[metanarrates]

it's always funny when you see stuff that is so obviously preemptively written to ward off Posting. the most overt manifestation is marvelesque lampshading of cliches ("hey isn't it stupid that we were saved at the last minute?") but there's other types of it. there's writing that addresses criticism in-text (Marvel Lady #24 owning a hater who says that Marvel Lady #24 is antifeminist) or fan responses like shipping (that one plotline in bbc sherlock that shows moriarty/sherlock shippers as weirdos nobody likes) or even stuff like worrying the reader won't understand the characters (EVERY instance of characters using therapyspeak in a story.)

to the insecure artist, the shadow of the Poster looms large over them. they can never mentally escape the fear that someone, somewhere, may be making memes about how their art sucks. and you know what? that's just beautiful

[blackkatdraws2]

I found a cool Narrator on Tumblr and I felt the overwhelming urge to draw something about him!!

[Narrator belongs to @alumiasgo HE'S WONDERFUL]

[expatesque]

Flat redesign (nearly) complete.

[shinysora]

going. crazy.

[mocksart]

Listen man I am now invested in your borrower AU

Please

Tell me more

Hi thanks for the excuse to ramble more about my borrower AU. I'm so, so normal about them!

Ok so, due to his own biases, the Narrator doesn't really realize Stanley is sentient at first. He's a man who has had a rough go at life and has coped poorly. He's a bit of a narcissist and only sees what he wants to see.

He has Stanley for months, putting him through mazes and making him solve puzzles, trying to determine baseline intelligence and general behavior.

He catches on pretty quickly that Stanley is a clever little creature, but his frustration with the disobedient little rat steamrolls any deeper reflection on his treatment of what he calls subject 427.

Under normal circumstances, puzzles and mazes are things that Stanley would enjoy quite a bit. His job back with his borrower colony was to determine the best ways to open up and access drawers, cupboards, boxes, etc.

But these are not normal circumstances. He's trapped, captured by an unknown bean in an unknown location. He's completly alone for the first time in his life. Well, almost. The bean who pokes at him and insults him doesn't make for very good company.

I'm a big softie at heart though, so a lot of my thoughts have been post-escape with them learning how to navigate their relationship. It takes time, but they eventually get to a sort of understanding.

[new-haven-psych-ward]

I get liking the joke of "if we wanted people to buy Barbie not being pretty, casting directors shouldn't have gone for Margot Robbie". It's funny. The narrator's delivery of it is really clean. It's the kind of jab I'd lean over to my sibling and make, which is precisely why I waffled on whether or not i liked it for so long. But tbh, the dig completely sucks the air out of an emotional moment (that Margot Robbie and America Ferrera are killing btw) and, more importantly, it misses the whole point. As America/the mother's whole speech delivered mere moments later gets at, being a woman is being held to an impossible standard: you're never enough. It doesn't matter how skinny you are, you're made to feel fat. It doesn't matter how many smart you are, you're made to feel stupid. It doesn't matter how well you do your job, you're made to feel a fraud. Even woman who look like they've got it all put together - the business owners, the beauty models, the doctors and lawyers - can't win because the goal post is always moving. Because they can smile more, can't they? Be better at makeup, or dress more flattering. Be more clever with their words or actions. Be more and more and more. It doesn't matter where you're at, the goal post is always twenty yards ahead.

So i wish they'd just left that scene as it was. Let professionally made-up, stunning Margot Robbie say, "I'm not pretty" with no setup for a quick punchline. Let the audience question how that can't be right - that Margot Robbie is classic Holywood beautiful. Keep the close-up on Margot's face of utter despair because, yes, even she's been made to feel like she's not pretty.

[morethanwonderful]

ALSO while I'm losing my mind over the Note of Desolation page and how it lays out John's arc: look at this!

One fundamental underlying aspect of John is that I think he feels really lost when he's not given external purpose and doing Main Character Stuff. He seems to just kind of stall and wallow at home in his depression during the end credits and pre-prologue epilogues. He has a huge breakdown seemingly out of nowhere after two years of idling on the ship between worlds. And here, we see that's not just something that comes from the trauma of his first session of the Game.

To some extent, for the whole first twelve years of his life before sburb, John Egbert has felt like he's missing something.

There's two different ways that you can read this, and I think they work in tandem.

On one hand, there's the meta reading. John as a person was born to be The Main Character. Sburb's whole thing is meta narratives and turning its players into characters in a creation myth. John is the main character of his story. He's the first to boot up Sburb, the first to enter the medium, and the first to go god tier. He's the friendleader. He's the one that does his world's ectobiology. Of course, in the context of Sburb and its narrative, he always feels like something is missing from mundane life. He exists to play the Game and serve its story, and he's divorced from his purpose if he's not Being The Protagonist.

But at the same time, this also works really well as a mundane symptom of depression. For as long as he's existed and had the capacity to feel complex emotions, John has felt like something is missing from his life. The Game only works as a temporary distraction from this feeling. Sburb gives him urgent concrete goals to focus on, and it's hard to feel empty and listless when you're constantly in crisis mode trying to keep yourself, your friends, and your universe from dying. But running on adrenaline and living a task-driven life can't actually cure his depression, and in the quiet moments between sessions and after Game Over, he's left with that same feeling of something missing. Something empty.

Given all that, it's fitting that this emptiness is first raised as an issue when John looks in his mailbox and sees that Sburb isn't there. In line with the meta reading, it's impossible for him as an entity to feel complete when he's missing the Game because he's the main character. Not getting his hands on the physical game might not be the cause of his listlessness, but getting divorced from his protagonist purpose is. He's nothing without Sburb.

Yet, we're told Sburb isn't really the true cause. He feels desolate before the game, he feels desolate at points during the game, and he'll feel even more desolate after. He feels like his life is a trick played on him by some "unseen riddler," whatever thing that might complete him held constantly out of reach. Not having the game, be it the physical disc or the Game that gives him purpose as a god, is ultimately just one more frustration in a life full of the feeling of lack.

John's the Main Character and incomplete without his protagonist role to play, but he's also depressed. And in the end, even becoming a god, creating a universe, and fulfilling his glorious purpose can't fix the sense of lacking in his life.

It's a cruel trick—fulfilling the plot contrivance that helps bring about his sense of Absence in the first place cannot actually fill the hole or help him move forward. Not in any long-term sense.

[taliaglitch]

hello everyone look at my bg3 character (+ the dream guardian who i based off my other character from early access)

[thyqueerblueberry]

this song is about them your honour.

[iwantthistwinkobliterated]

I am back to tumblWHAT THE FUCK IS A LUFFY?????

[chaossalad]

86 for the ask game!

86: "cookies" (or biscuits if you're normal) or cupcakes?

Hm. This is quite an interesting one! Personally, I think I prefer cupcakes, but I like muffins specifically more. Especially the ones that taste like brownies....

Biscuits, on the other hand, are still good but they don't have as much.. variety, really. Or at least there aren't many that I like.

So, my final answer is cupcakes! (Well, muffins actually, but cupcakes are just as good)

[metanarrates]

any story no matter how much it Sucks Ass can be so beautiful to the guy who likes it. world is a beautiful place

[mycological-mariner]

Sometimes you gotta be careful listening to the Aubreyad audiobooks in public coz you’ll hear the line ‘her francus bancus’ said aloud by a completely sincere Englishman and lose it

[noalarmsnosurprises]

still caught on the lovebug au by @/things1do... u think i'd turn down the opportunity to draw my silly old guy all pink?! never.