#website stuck in 2015

[headfullof-ideas]

Sneak peak at yet another wip, which will be another reel, but a pretty short and easy one compared to the other

I’m playing around with a bit of waves in Fontaine’s hair, to see if I like it in my style. I love it in @thedeepfanpage’s style, and she looks great in all the braid fanart I see, but I’ve gotten so used to/attached to the straight hair I’ve always drawn her with. And it’s not entirely out of the genetic equation since Kaiko also has straight hair. But I sometimes make Ant’s hair a little wavy so I’m testing out the same with Fontaine’s to see if I like it

I’m also now effectively drawing her with an actual reference from herself from the show because I. Just CANNOT draw her consistently so I’m learning how to draw her. I’m typing this now and already looking at her face and hair and planning to erase and redraw it. It’s funny to me that she’s the person everyone else draws the most fanart for, she’s got the most stuff and practically most of the fandoms favorite, and I’m sitting over here chewing my pencil to pieces and pitching a fit because I just CAN’T DRAW HER

[meatsex]

btw im ditching bluesky

[capeise]

posted 2020. tw death

JC and Saint don't do interviews. They don't do social media. They don't do late night show appearances even though Stephen Colbert has 30,824 tweets expressing how great it would be if JC and Saint were on his show. They don't do brand deals but they sometimes do favors which is why JC is a Prada muse and Miuccia Prada has praised Saint extensively for aiding in a capsule collection set to release next spring.  They don't do charts or awards or music streaming sites but everyone knows that the CJ ENM CEO has dmed every MOMOF head in Asia to see if JC or Saint—hopefully JC and Saint—will guest judge a Produce show. Everyone knows Spotify and Apple are in a one sided bidding war for exclusive rights to music that is deep underground, passed hand to hand as burnt cds, USB drives, old mp3s, 3DS’, walkmans, and ipod nanos. JC and Saint do not do strangers and they do not stay anywhere long enough to be more than hazy shapes in the camera. JC and Saint don’t even really do concerts or proper venues. And yet, they are everywhere. Here is it how it works:

in 2015, MOMOF was the most followed instagram account beating out athletes and singers and socialite nepo babie. The account wasn’t the typical one that tops the “Most followed Instagrams” list that circulates every year. It was a fan account run by several individuals proudly boasting in their description: mom of JC and Saint. The url is an inside joke between several hundred fans that everyone wants in on. A year later, MOMOF deactivated and moved the account to a website accessed only by a constantly changing password with occasional updates on an always moving twitter account. 

Currently, I am in Nancy, a riverfront city in the northeastern French region of Grand Est. It is the third stop on JC and Saint’s world tour, Paperweight—the most talked about tour no one can get into because they don’t know how. It was promoted by word of mouth, posters plastered on the side of malls like Gandaria City in Jakarta, grafitti on the side of roads and crumbling buildings, and sticky notes stuck on the bottom of department store shopping bags. Tickets were only available at convention centers with tables set up in quiet corners for only a few hours or via the group chat MOMOF keeps a secret. The tickets are scraps of paper colored with markers and stamped with smiley faces.

The concert is housed in a secluded villa owned by a rich couple’s daughter that was readily and eagerly lent out when she knew who was asking for it.

“It's the only place I could find that was a little secluded. I live on campus so that was a no no.” The head of MOMOF’s French fanbase is giddy with excitement as she leads me inside the villa. It has been completely gutted. In its place, there are fairy lights strung up in the ceiling and a stage where the performance will be held. There are a few couches and a small bar that serves brightly colored drinks named Angel Water. Outside, there are tables to collect tickets and make last minute gifts. These little offerings are exchanged for small handmade bags from JC and Saint. 

“The tour was planned out in the groupchat. We got to share what cities would work best, whose house would be a good fit, stuff like that.” She navigates the growing crowd with ease. Smiling faces greet her—greet me. The fans congregate in basements, houses, clearings in the woods, poolsides, and ,only once, a dorm room in Boston,—all to see JC and Saint. They are a myriad of browns and greens and yellow sunlight hues. They are made of bows and chiffon and lace. They smell like vanilla and nutmeg, brown sugar and warm butter.

I only get to come to this concert because a coworker of mine, a frequent visitor of the MOMOF site, got sick. With MOMOF’s permission, I get to attend the concert in his place. He plans to go to every single stop of the tour. This is 30 cities that I know of but he says there are always secret places they get to discover like points on a treasure map.

The French head of MOMOF is a bright eyed music major, attending a prestigious college in Paris. Her hair is bleached blonde with dark roots peeking through—a color she said was meant to match Saint’s before Saint went midnight black. A few of them have done this as well. They’ve adjusted their style to model those two brothers but they are always a little too late to ever be like them. 

HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN A FAN?

“We’ve known each other for years. Us. JC. Saint. I was 13 the first time I met JC. We’re the same age so he was 13 too. He wasn’t that famous at the time but he was famous enough that I knew who he was. JC asked if I’d follow him. Well, he didn’t say it like that but that was what he was saying and I—I dunno. I can’t explain it. At that moment, I just knew this was what my life was leading to: JC and ,of course, Saint. It’s silly. I know! I was just a kid. What do kids know ‘bout the point of life? But you gotta believe me. I knew it then just as much as I know it now.”

There are many just like her. They talk about JC like he is their younger brother or a son or a younger playmate in class. They talk like he is among them at all times, laughing and smiling.

But Saint’s the one I see first.

Saint’s the only one I keep seeing. Saint is carrying boxes in and out of the villa. When they aren’t, they are squeezing shoulders and holding hands and giving hugs and exchanging small packages for the gifts. Saint does not see me until they are rounding a corner that leads down a hallway. They know, instantly, I am new. They are as curious about me as I am them. I hold up my gift, my little offering, and they laugh and laugh and laugh. The bear is made of paper mache. It is a chocolate hue I made up on my own.

“Saint’s a little shy,” she says as Saint waves and walks off without retrieving the gift. “They don’t seem like it at first because Saint’s always talking with us but I think that’s why Saint’s always near us. They wanna break open their shell. They wanna be someone else that is a little less shy.”

WHY THIS WAY? WHY NOT PROMOTE REGULARLY?

“Because it’s fun this way,” She laughs. “I dunno who started it but we do everything. We want to! We sell tickets at kcon and animecon and comicon and whatever else con. We hand out CDS on campus and fashion shows when invited. We've put posters up in stores and go door to door to sell cookies with codes that lead to the website. Some people find them. Some people don’t. When my brother goes to the skate park, I make him wear a t-shirt with Saint’s face. JC’s his favorite though. We've put them on buses and taxes and trains. We've hosted radio shows and instagram lives and Youtube invited us to HQ to talk about a possible original show but we had to decline because of an earlier Netflix deal. There's a mystery fiction podcast we do too! Anything you can think of, we've done it or will do it. We get paid. I mean—we don’t do it to be paid but for some people this is basically a full time job. I make enough to not worry about loans and still have stuff leftover for whatever I like. Like just last week, a group of us met up in Singapore because the head there was getting married. I babysat all weekend for her.”

DO YOU GO EVERYWHERE WITH JC AND SAINT?

“Oh I wish! But they’d never want me to give up my life like that. I only really see JC and Saint when they’re in my town or I have time off from school to go to other concerts. Outside of that we text or facetime.”

YOU GUYS DON’T HAVE A FANDOM NAME? HOW MANY OF YOU EVEN ARE THERE?

“We don’t bother with that. Um, I don’t know how to explain it but we agreed there’s not a single name in any language that fits well so we’re just ourselves. We’re small but mighty. Maybe in the low thousands. We have a small chat that connects all corners of the world. You already know I’m the head of the fanbase in France but every city has someone that organizes events. A sort of stepmom if you will. There’s a college kid I’m close with in Bankgkok, a CEO in Lagos, a schoolteacher in Seoul, a designer in New York. An astronaut that's filling holes on the moon. We alternate. We play each other. We help JC and Saint keep moving forward.”

WHAT’S THE DEAL WITH THE GIFTS?

“It’s one of those things we’ve always done. Gifts are different depending on who’s gifting them and if JC or Saint are receiving it. Saint likes cute things like this.” She shows me a candy heart full of gumdrop tears. “If it’s small enough Saint will wear it in their hair. JC’s a little harder to gift things. He’ll take anything—Saint will too—but JC will take things he doesn’t like. I think, though, we’ve gotten better at knowing what he does like.”

The villa is cozy. Homely. It doesn’t feel like a concert is about to start. It feels like I’m among friends, sharing a drink that fizzes and pops, that is sometimes sweet and sometimes sour. They brought bread and pizza and cakes and other things that local bakeries put together when they heard JC and Saint were in town. When other fans realize I am new, they crowd me and ask all sorts of questions. What’s your name? Where are you from? What’s your favorite song? Do you have Whatsapp? A kakao? Instagram? I am given gifts too. Stickers are pressed to my cheek. Keychains clipped to my belt loop. Despite the language barrier that exists between some of them, they are still friendly and close. 

I ask everyone who talks to me why? This is just another star that’ll plummet in x years time. JC and Saint’s promotional strategy is not profitable. It's not for the long term. JC and Saint will not last in this kind of industry. They are temporary like most things. So why waste your time here? Why bother? The answer is always the same:

“Cause they decided I was special and important enough to share this small corner of their world with.”

The MOMOF head says if JC and Saint are okay with it I can join the site. I can hang out in the groupchat. I just have to promise to keep what I see there a secret. I tell her I’m a journalist. I’ve never been good at secret keeping. I like the truth. I like getting to the source of it all and sharing what I find. She says whatever I find here I am not going to want to share with anyone else.

When the show starts, The MOMOF head proudly introduces the so called sons. The lights dim and the fairy lights seem more like fireflies dancing in night. A single bright light is coming from the stage. I can’t see the source but it illuminates JC’s face. He looks older than Saint. Unlike the rest of their fans, JC and Saint are dressed in grays and whites and blacks. She said Saint had a red jacket but it is nowhere to be seen. 

I am close enough to the front of the stage to be seen clearly. When JC notices me, he is curious the way Saint was. He leans down and asks, “You new here?”

The music is growing in the background. Saint is adjusting their microphone. I nod and JC ruffles my hair like I am a small child or a longtime friend. “If the show sucks, promise you’ll tell us?” He is joking but I nod firmly anyways, suddenly filled with this strange desire to prove that I can keep this promise. That I can do something for JC too.

When the first verse starts, the crowd is already singing along. Around me, the fans became a single being that are here because JC and Saint asked them to. Because they are eager and giddy with a knowledge of the brothers no one else knows. Because they are special in a way the rest of the world can’t understand. That I can’t either.

JC and Saint play a total of ten songs, adding one more each time someone screams Encore! Encore! With every new song, I am learning about JC and Saint. Saint has a strong preference for rnb. JC likes hiphop. A couple of the songs are indie or pop. All of them are sad, but no one else around me thinks so.

Instead, fans are jumping around and screaming at the top of their lungs. They are shaking and dancing and twisting and turning. They are so happy to be here.  One of the songs—just one–is a rock anthem. Before the song starts, Saint admits, with a sheepish smile, “I left my bass back in Yorkshire with Maddy.”

“Oh, c’mon Saint!” Someone calls, teasing, and Saint grins, offering a little apology that is as sincere as can be. 

“You’ll like this version,” they say. “I promise.” They hold out their pinky and the crowd does to. Saint looks at me, expectant, so I hold out my pinky as well. The next song starts.

I thought I’d never heard a single one of Saint and JC’s music. But when the songs started, it all came back to me. I’d heard them in the mall’s changing room, radio channels I play on long drives, my coworker’s speaker when we are pulling all nighters to reach a deadline.

My brother, before he died, used to keep a leather case of CDS friends have given him and songs he had made himself. Of all those CDs, there was one we listened to all the time. It was the only song he ever finished in the seventeen years he decided to give music a try. The seventeen years he was alive. 

This final song is not the same song. But, it’s the only thing I can hear. I don't realize I'm crying until She says, "Well, what do you think?"

At the end of the show, JC and Saint mingle with the crowd. I’m surprised at the space they gave them. They don't reach out to touch or tug. They are respectful. JC and Saint blend with the others easily, seemingly different amongst regular people than when they were on the stage. 

MOMOF France formally introduces me to the brothers even though JC already knows my name and Saint had seen me earlier.

“Did you like it?” JC asks.

I nod, unsure of how else to express what I’m feeling. I was wrong earlier. JC is baby faced. He is a little smaller standing next to Saint. He is someone's son and someone's little brother. He is extending his palm to me. I give him my gift and, in turn, receive a package.

“Thank you for coming,” Saint says. “We'd stay and talk but—”

“You have to keep going,” I finish. “There are other stops.”

“Next time, we can have a little chat.” Saint waves goodbye and JC hugs me. They disappear down that hallway, blurred and hazy in the dark. I think again about my dead brother. I am little less sad as I do. 

I look at the package that is wrapped neatly in white. It is heavy in my hand.

I open it.

[phantonarant]

Steve was stuck in the nether for so long, do you think he know’s it’s legal now?

I’m not sure I don’t think he does but

Imma be so fr he might not, cuz it’s apparently set in 2009(but they have iPhones??) and gay marriage was only legalized in 2015. At least on the gay marriage side it wouldn’t have been legal even after he exited the nether or the overworld into reality again.

Even in 2009 according to a graph on the equaldex website it was under 40% total who considered homosexuality “not wrong at all”.

So actually, Garret and Steve would’ve been a completely likely possibility, and could be canon. You have to take into account the fact that they’re in 2009, so the world is more against it so being openly gay would be much more difficult.

We just have to hope the directors say it’s canon.

[trooper1023]

Aimee Parnell from FB:

I am grateful to be able to exercise my freedom of speech with my community! 🇺🇸

Speech for Hands Off 4/5/25:

Good morning, everyone, Thank you all for being here today. My name is Aimee Parnell. I’m a returned Peace Corps volunteer, a parent, and a member of this community.

During my Peace Corps service, I was US soft power. I organized puppet shows and plays and made documentary films about wildlife for the educational community adjacent to a newly established national park. For fun, I taught our new marine patrol park rangers how to swim, practiced yoga, and played volleyball with them. I made cakes for the neighborhood kids who played soccer in the field across from my house, and bought fish and bananas from their parents.

Around the same time that General Colin Powell visited Gabon’s new national parks for the Bush administration, I was working on supporting their success, building their websites and promotional materials, helping to research and develop their economic development vision documents, and building relationships with the nearby communities.

I held participatory mapping exercises in tiny, remote villages, to assess the local resources and needs for support. I did this as a volunteer with a $350/month living expenses stipend, but the support system that kept our program operating cost US taxpayers $80K/year per volunteer. The Gabon program was the most expensive one in Peace Corps, but Gabon had strategic importance to the USA at the time. The State Department came to each of our villages and interviewed us on intelligence interests. Something shifted between 2003-2005, and the Peace Corps decided to close the Gabon Program. I was the one volunteer who stayed, and I ended up working in the region for over a decade.

From June 2003 to September 2015, I lived and worked in Gabon and other countries in the region, and witnessed incredible transformation. When I first arrived in my village, every evening at sunset, people would walk around the market square, counterclockwise and clockwise, bumping into each other and making their plans for the next day. If it was the rainy season, we all just understood that plans would be postponed until after any deluge.

About six months after I moved to Gabon, my village got its first cell phone tower. Now, instead of making plans in the village square, folks could just send a text message. This was an improvement for emergency needs, because now a family in the remote lagoon villages no longer needed to get in their dugout canoe and paddle for an hour to get medicine for their child. They could instead text a family member to get it at the town pharmacy and put it in the daily transport boat. Lives were definitely saved by this new access to communication. We also lost some things in this new era: the tradition of “La Promenade” around the market square at sunset disappeared.

Until 2014, when Gabon traded resources to China for a modern, paved highway network, my village was at the end of a two day journey on a dirt road that was more pothole than national highway. In the rainy season, commercial transport could be stuck for days in the most notorious “bourbiers” - or mud pits - that were created when heavy logging trucks would try to churn their way through flooded roads.

The ferry that took vehicles across our lagoon only operated - usually - between the hours of 9am and noon, then a very long lunch break… and sometimes they’d come back to work in the afternoon as well. If you missed the last ferry, you were sleeping in your truck with a million mosquitoes on the roadside and would probably get malaria. Sometimes, you could bribe the ferry captain to come and get you.

The pharmacies in the villages were not staffed or stocked, because the employees had not been paid in years. There was no insurance, and our park rangers went into debt buying medicine for their families - one owed several months of pay, but we still extended credit to him, so his kids would survive their fevers.

In a remote village where teachers hadn’t been paid and had left their post, kids drank palm wine all day instead of going to their empty school. Kids who were the same age as my own child is now.

Some teachers stayed out of dedication, and did amazing work with unbelievable conditions - can you imagine a first grade classroom with 85 students and no library or art supplies? A high school with 400 students and no bathroom? Can you imagine consolidating even further when the tin roof blows off one of the 40 year old school buildings, and nobody fixes it for years?

I have co-taught lessons in these schools. I witnessed these things. They are true. This is what happens when oligarchic kleptocrats are allowed to remain in power and erode the institutions that protect vulnerable people.

In defense of USAID and the Peace Corps, which was, unfortunately, just visited by the DOGE wrecking crew, I’d like to share my favorite personal story about the impact of soft power:

In 2010, my parents came to visit me and my partner in Gabon. The man who is now my husband set out, with my septuagenarian dad, on a hike that he had been planning with a local guide. He was with his local guide when this story occurred.

I had been working in the lagoon villages since 2003, making almost monthly visits for seven years. I had come to their villages with artists, musicians, nurses, wellness trainings, and my own environmental education “show” hundreds of times. I’d spent many a night with them around the fire, and helped prepare and eat food in their kitchens.

My future husband had hired and trained the park rangers who enforced the new regulations, and advocated with local authorities in town and the capital. Some of the park rangers were from these same villages. He’d done village meetings, but I was the “outreach person” for the park and was responsible for regularly checking in with everyone.

To begin their hike, they had to pass through a village , and the village chief, as is customary, stopped them to ask their purpose. Not recognizing them, he did not want to let them pass unless they gave him money. When my husband explained to the chief that he was my partner and that my father was his honored guest, the chief replied, “Ahhh! You’re Monsieur Aimée! Please go ahead!”

In all seriousness, my authentic, reciprocal relationships with families in the lagoon villages near Mayumba National Park provided a foundation for other initiatives, like a Doctors Without Borders campaign distributing mosquito nets and polio vaccines to the tiny villages where you can only go by boat. Having sat

in vigil with Gabonese teacher colleagues who were mourning the loss of their toddler to malaria, and having taught an elementary student who had been disabled by polio, I am deeply grateful to have had an opportunity to do something concrete in the community I served to prevent future suffering from these diseases.

Gabon elected Albert Bernard Bongo to the presidency in 1967. He changed his name to Omar when he joined OPEC and converted to Islam for political purposes. He then eliminated term limits, and was president until his death in 2009, at which time his son, Ali Ben Bongo, was “elected”.

Here is how elections worked in Gabon when I lived there: during campaign season, politicians would drive around the country in air-conditioned luxury SUVs with suitcases full of cash. They’d purchase supplies for a big party in each village that they visited, and hand out a few wads of cash to constituents who often lived with dirt floors, no running water, and with the social challenges that I mentioned above. The politicians would leave behind T-shirts and swag emblazoned with the face and slogan of their candidate, and a whole lot of litter.

Does any of this remind you of any recent events here in America?

Ali Ben Bongo was deposed by a bloodless military coup almost two years ago, after the last election declared him the winner, again. Gabon’s internet service was down for days after the election; I was unable to reach my friends there, and many of my friends there were unable to communicate with each other or the rest of the world. The new leader in Gabon is Bongo’s cousin.

I share these memories to illustrate my experience with living in a long-term kleptocracy run by an autocrat and his cronies.

Regardless of our political leanings, we must acknowledge that are gathered at a pivotal moment in history, and we must be clear about the choice that lies before us. We cannot ignore the weight of these challenges, but we must also recognize that they can spark the change we so desperately need.

We are living through a crisis—a crisis that is not only political, but moral. Since the inauguration, this administration has launched an unprecedented power grab, slashing essential programs, eroding our democracy, and putting the well-being of everyday Americans at risk. This is not an exaggeration; this is the reality we face right now. We are not overreacting. You don’t have to watch “fake news” to see this, it’s live on C-Span from the Senate floor. You can go to allsides.com and read the right, center, and left all covering this. This is important: share this information, and cite your sources.

Their actions, enabled by powerful allies, including Elon Musk and a complicit Congress, have made life harder for working families, marginalized communities, and the most vulnerable among us.

Let me lay out a few examples:

On his first day in office, Donald Trump issued pardons to 1,279 individuals involved in the violent January 6th Capitol riot, including those who assaulted police officers, all while undermining the rule of law. People like Howard Richardson, who struck a police officer with a flagpole so hard it broke, people like Oath Keepers founder Stuart Rhodes. He also pardoned Ross Ulbricht of Silk Road - the infamous trafficker of illegal drugs - these violent criminals were granted freedom, while their victims continue to suffer. It’s a reminder of how this administration’s actions have repeatedly shown disregard for justice and the safety of those who serve and protect us.

Meanwhile, this administration continues to cut funding for critical programs—healthcare, scientific research, and even Meals on Wheels and LIHEAP heating assistance. Veterans who provide healthcare to veterans are being indiscriminately fired, and critical services that help those in need are under threat.

In my child’s classroom of only nine kids, three parents - two of them veterans - were fired by DOGE this February. How is this supporting our veterans?

It's clear that the priorities of this administration are not with the people, but with the powerful few.

On the world stage, this administration’s actions have destabilized our international standing. The Signal chat leak scandal put our troops at risk. That is the well-documented truth.

The reckless slashing of foreign aid has created an influence vacuum that hostile actors are quick to fill. Their cozy relationships with dictators have made

America less secure and more isolated. Canada and several European countries have issued travel warnings to their citizens considering coming here because people are being detained and deported by our government without due process.

The impact of these policies is undeniable. We’ve seen the stock market crash, and consumer confidence plummet. This weekend, Trump’s disregard for the consequences of his actions was laid bare. After crashing the global economy, he did what he does best—he went to a golf tournament while hardworking Americans watched their retirement savings evaporate.

But today, TODAY, we have an opportunity to respond. We have an opportunity to show the world that we will not stand idly by as our country is torn apart by greed and corruption. Today, we make it clear that the majority of Americans reject this power grab. We will rise above the chaos. We will show up, share information, cite our sources, support each other, and demand that our voices be heard.

We are facing a moment of reckoning, and we must come together across party lines to take action. We cannot afford to wait any longer. The time to fight back is now. Whether you're here because of the attacks on healthcare, the erosion of our rights, the rise in unemployment, or the destruction of our environment—we are in this fight together.

Here are a couple more LOCAL reasons to resist:

The only National Parks in Vermont and New Hampshire have been forced to reduce staff budgets by 30%, so, they’re reducing their days of operation from seven to five. That means no bathrooms on the closed days. How’s that going to work?

Our agricultural economy in Vermont depends on migrant labor- nearly 90% of Vermont dairy workers come from Mexico- we must protect these people - and this industry - with a pathway to legal citizenship.

The resistance is HERE. The resistance is NOW.

We demand an end to the billionaire takeover of our government. We demand an end to the gutting of programs like Medicaid, Social Security, and cancer research funding—all while the rich get richer. We demand an end to the attacks on immigrants, trans people, and other vulnerable communities. We demand an end to the corruption that allows this administration to act like the law does not apply to them.

It’s time for us to rise. It’s time to say, “Hands off our libraries! Hands off clean air! Hands off my right to free speech!”

Together, we will build a powerful, national movement that demands justice.

Together, we will reject corruption and show that we will not allow this nation to be stripped for parts.

We will hold our elected officials accountable and demand a better future for all Americans.

As we gather here today, in solidarity to defend democracy, I want you to remember that YOUR voice matters. Every action, every protest, every conversation—we are building momentum.

History shows us that when 3.5% of the population unites in peaceful protest, change will succeed. Today, the first major coordinated protest of this movement, we had about 2% of Americans show up. That is MASSIVE! Keep speaking up, even when your voice is shaking. Together, we can stop this tide of destruction.

With this solidarity, this hope, and our tenacious love for this beautiful planet we call home, we will win.

I’m Aimee Parnell, and I’m protesting today because I want a viable future for my child, and all children. This fight is personal for all of us, and we cannot afford to sit on the sidelines.

Thank you for being here today. Now, let's get to work, and cause some good trouble!

[reliablejoukido]

Fuller and cleaner version of the track I posted yesterday. And I have a name and thumbnail for it! Hope you enjoy-- it's the first track I've cleaned up specifically from 02. Like I said yesterday, it was partially released as a Saban's Masked Rider BGM track, but I wanted the version that played in Digimon. So here it is!

Also, and this is completely random, but one of the 02 quotes that always stuck with me was when Ken said to Davis: "Well my worthy adversary, farewell. Until we meet again in battle." It was the first time I had ever heard the word "adversary" as a kid. Years later (I think in 2015), for whatever reason, I happened to google the definition of adversary. The top result in google back then gave a very interesting example sentence. It's not the top result now, but I was able to find it again on a random website:

I remember losing it when I saw that years ago. Anyway, thought you might like that story, as it's partially why I named this track what I did.

Reminder that you can subscribe to my YouTube Channel to listen to everything, and you can download the whole collection from this Google Drive

[tomorrowillbeyou]

11 20 42 59 !!

HAIIIII WASP :3

11. are you listening to music right now

Yesssss im listening to everything you ever wanted to know about silence.... the spotify link poster 💘 i wasn't before though i got it stuck in my head wgile i wasnt doing anything and then posted it and then i put it on .. loveeeee this song

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?

SOOOOOOOOO HARD question i love sooooooo many songs... umm just on the metric of the song i keep coming back to the most atm that i love a lot it would be the reason the night is long by rainer maria.... i love it soooooooo much it is so beautiful and awsome to listen to ajd close my eyes and dance a little.. I imagine tonight that we could get along ‼️‼️

42. favourite book

A ROOM WITH A VIEW!!!!^_^ my favouriteeee book ever ive read it like 7 or 8 times at least it makes me smile & is kind of a comfort to me... i bring it with me on trips even if i don't intend to read it .... its like a security blanket to me 💘 i read it in like year 12 first and liked it fine and then my class were assigned it for our a level coursework project and i read it again and again and learned more about it and was like Holyyyy shit this is epicness... Yea i love this book

59. why i joined tumblr

ummm well believe it or not i used to be on google plus when i was like 11.. Oh boy if u think tumblr is bad .. that place was a freakin lawless wasteland . but i was in a "community" where people posted tumblr screenshots they were all like old as fuck supernatural and homestuck jokes but i thought Huh this websites pretty funny.. let's get in on it.... yea that was in like 2015... its been a little while

LOVE U WASPPPP thanks 4 the ask 😁

[enby-ralsei]

https://www.tumblr.com/enby-ralsei/761454402888466432

Re your tags - lol PLEASE share I only know of the Aerosmith one at Disney but I would love to learn more! (Niche interests? In MY neurodiverse website? It's exactly as likely as you'd think!)

I am looking at u with such wide eyes

I know more about the mechanics and safety features of roller coasters bc I think they are so cool.

One major safety feature of every roller coaster are their block zones. The end of every block zone has a way to completely stop a train if another train is in the block zone ahead. If there is ever a flat space on a ride with a walkway and stairs down, there are breaks there to stop the train. This is to stop a potential collision.

This is a very good system and very rarely fails. block zone detection is done by computer and requires a manual override to allow the trains to move ahead. the override can only be done once an engineer checks out the whole ride (and maybe electrical system). only then is an override is allowed.

one example of this system going wrong is with The Smiler crash in 2015 at Alton Towers in the UK. There was a lot that went wrong here. First, the ride shouldn't have been operating at all due to high wind speeds. However since it's the largest ride at the park and it was a very busy day, it was decided that it should run anyway. Next thing that went wrong was that there were more trains out than the operators knew about. I believe that there were 5 out when they knew about only 4. When an empty train got stuck and didn't return to the station, they didn't know, because they only knew about the 4 trains, and not the 5th. A train with people got stuck in one of the block zones, because the ride detected the stuck 5th train! it did its job! however, when the ride engineer came over, the operators told them that there were only 4 carts in operation. The engineers therefore, only checked to see if all 4 trains were accounted for. And 4 trains were accounted for. But the 5th undocumented train was still on the tracks. The engineers there did not do a thorough enough job because they assumed the operators were correct (and as an engineer in training, it's good to trust your operators, since they know a lot about the ride, but also when safety is involved, you have to check everything. no matter what. check the entire track, even if they said only 4 are in operation, just to make sure. safety is everything. checking multiple times is necessary for the safety of everyone). The engineers gave the go ahead to let the train into the next block zone, and there was nothing that could be done to stop the crash at this point.

The train full of people struck the other and it took probably around 5 hours to get everyone out of the crashed train. two riders (in the front center seats) had to have one leg amputated due to the injuries caused in this crash. Many had severe whiplash. There are videos that document the actual crash, and it is disturbing to hear screams of excitement turn into screams of pain. you can hear the moment that the train collided. it's one of the worst crashes I know about simply because of how preventable it was. A lot of other crashes I know about were caused by maintenance errors. not checking bolts in the train wheels, not checking upstop wheels, not checking braking systems, not checking whatever. But this was checked. There were multiple layers of safety, and they were all bypassed.

this became more about that one crash instead of mechanics LMAO I think it's so cool how the systems involved work and how they fail

[angels-all-sin]

☆ Hi everyone! ☆

💓 I first made this blog in 2015 and I never really bothered to make a post explaining a bit about myself. It wasn’t something I ever felt the need to do, because you can just exist on tumblr—with whatever your interests may be—and not explain yourself. But I guess, now, I’m deciding to provide the bare minimum about myself—if anyone so happens to be curious. I’m no longer mysterious and cool. Rip.

she/her | 23 | 🇵🇰🇺🇸 | INFJ

💫 I rarely make my own posts (I tag any I do make with #angels post), but I will reblog anything and everything that peaks my interest, and never shut up in the tags. I am sorry if you’ve been victim to my oversharing via the tags; evidently, I’m on this website/app too much 🫡

🪐 Send me asks about anything (I tag any I get with #angels asks)! Please! I am perpetually bored and always looking for a source of entertainment!

🌙 If you want to know the lore behind how I came up with my username: here ya go! Thirteen year-old me was reading The Shadowhunter Chronicles by Cassandra Clare, for the first time. I became throughly obsessed with all the books (I still am. That hyperfixation has just been dormant for a while, since I have yet to start reading Chain of Thorns. Even though it came out in 2023… I’m sorry Cassie... I’ll get to it eventually). At the time, I was reading The Bane Chronicles—a novella bind-up about the life of one of the best characters in the series: Magnus Bane, a bisexual warlock who solves everyones problems—and this quote from it stuck out to me:

"The most remarkable thing about him were his eyes. They were laughing eyes, at once both joyous and tender: they were radiant pale blue of a sky slipping toward evening in Heaven, when angels who had been sweet all day found themselves tempted to sin."

So, I took three words from that quote (I bet you’ll never guess which ones) and stuck them together to create my username.

✨ Not the most eventful story, but I guess I wanted to put it out there because my love for reading was what led me to make a tumblr account in the first place. My blog has evolved since then—just as tumblr has—but, I’m glad I’m still here after so many years. I wouldn't have discovered so many of my favorite books and shows and movies if I hadn’t been on here; I wouldn’t have had a place to obsess about said books and shows and movies if hadn’t been on here. Soooo, yeah! I love this hellsite (affectionate) and I never plan to leave! If you want to stick around, please feel free to do so!

💌 P.S. I’m going to change my bio every once in while to have a quote from some type of media I’ve enjoyed. Since I now have the free space by moving TBC quote to this post. If you want to know where the current quote is from, check out this post.

��️ P.P.S. My header image is from this post and my icon is from this post.

[ceasarslegion]

honestly i think if this site finally dies to a ceo meltdown (which might be the only thing that can kill it lmao) i think... it would be for the best to just leave this place and the communities it fostered buried

I won't go to cohost, or bluesky, or anything. Y'all can catch me on my already made social (1) (discord. Im not giving anybody my facebook account with my full name on it after the death threats ive gotten over the years here) if you want, but this site has been going downhill ever since the advent of cringe culture and ace discourse circa 2015. It feels like recent months have been hurtling towards the logical conclusion of the turbo-echo chamber this site exists in. I seriously miss the era where it was just superwholock jokes and the only drama you'd hear about was the occasional bone-stealing witch level shit that everybody would go "lmao what" about and then go back to their regularly-scheduled movie discussions. Maybe i'll go back to pinterest at most and spend the rest of my time in fandom and furry forums and AO3. It would compel me to write and draw a lot more.

And honestly, I think tumblr finally getting the plug pulled on its long-dying life support may be legitimately helpful for a lot of the users who yanked this site's culture away from that and into the echo chamber. They might like, go outside for once. I know "touch grass" is a cliche or whatever but I do think a lot of this echo chamber can be chalked up to sitting on the computer all day and never getting exposed to anybody outside of your self-imposed internet echo chamber. Go outside, get some fresh air.

Also, it won't be the end of the world. If your free time and happiness is really that contingent on any one social media site then it may be for the best to take it away from you. Learn how to entertain yourself without it. There's a whole world out there to explore. Find something else to do. Pick up new hobbies, look into events in your area. Get really into some weird niche hobby and spend all that time doing that instead of just posting on a different website if this one's finally done. Remember that 4chan guy whose life turned around after he got really into raising shrimp instead of discoursing on 4chan all day? Maybe it's time to find your shrimp raising hobby instead of just posting the same things and perpetuating the same cycles on a different site.

I'm not saying to go full amish and abandon the internet altogether but i am saying that if this website has consumed so much of you that the prospect of it imploding is this upsetting to you, maybe you need to start raising shrimp for a while. I think it would be good for you.

Idk man, I'm chilling in my chair here but if it goes, she goes. I'll find something else to do, but this site hasn't been the tumblr I stuck around for for a long time now, so it won't be the end of the world for me if it ends. I'd just grab my favourite mutuals discords and head out to get more into the furry fandom and write more fic instead. I never wanted to be exposed to this much of the everything on this site anyway, I joined for the memes and the fandom content way back in 2010 and then just never really left.

[adarkrainbow]

I have been sharing things about French fairytale movies. We have been talking about Cinderella. As such I want to speak about a movie I actually can't really speak about because I have not seen it... But I need to just talk about it because... Well, you'll get it. It is the 2017's Les Nouvelles Aventures de Cendrillon (The New Adventures of Cinderella).

Now to understand WHERE this movie comes from, we need to return to 2015 and the release of another movie "The New Adventures of Aladin".

This movie is a comedy, an humoristic retelling/parody of the Aladin tale - France has quite a history of One Thousand and One Nights-cinema, and already humoristic takes on similar stories had been done (Gérard Jugnot had notably played in an humoristic Ali Baba movie I saw when I was young, for example). Here the main star and the actor playing Aladin is Kev Addams, which was then a young humorist that had been on the rise for quite a few years and was an "idol of the youngs", so to speak. The gist of the movie is: two thieves are disguising themselves as Santa Clauses in modern-day Paris to steal at the Galeries Lafayette. But they are stuck with a group of children who asks them for a story - and so to get rid of them, they decide to tell them an improvised version of the story of Aladdin, which in turn parallels the real-life events surrounding the thieves.

[Note the writing of "Aladin" with one "d", to carefully avoid any Disney lawsuit.]

This movie was very, very popular in theaters. It was popular enough to actually get a sequel called "Alad'2" (a pun on how "in" sounds like "un", "one"), which also was one of the leads of the box-office in France, and brought in another French humorist, this time of the "previous generation" before Adams - Jamel Debbouze:

But there was one problem... Both movies were absolutely torn to shreds by the critics. In newspapers, on websites, everybody agreed that these movies were actually bad, and not at all good movies nor great comedies. In fact, the reviews of the movies and the sales corresponding to it clashed so much it caused an online scandal when it came to the website AlloCiné (one of the French websites of reference when it comes to cinema), who was openly accused of faking reviews and inventing profiles to boost this movie's note - because it seemed impossible, with all the negative critics and the backlash, that the movie could obtain a mid-rating (3/5).

All of that to say, these movies were very polarizing - seen as embodying the typical bad comedies and a certain "downfall" of French cinema everybody has been talking about in the 2010s, and yet being massively mediatized and very popular among young audiences especially, and bringing in a lot of cash...

Now we reach our movie. Welcome "The New Adventures of Cinderella"! Which technically seems like a spin-off of the Aladin movies, and yet by its chronological placement seems to be a sequel "by the principle", not directly following it while still reusing its principle and referencing the previous movie (this movie was released BEFORE Alad'2)

This movie basically does what "Les Nouvelles Aventures d'Aladin" did - it is an humoristic retelling/open parody of Cinderella, framed as an adult being forced to tell a story to children. In this case it is Julie, a young girl who finds herself alone on the day of her birthday, without anybody remembering it... Until Marco, the man she secretely loves (and the son of her boss) calls to tell her he is coming over. Filled with hope she awaits... only to discover Marco brings her his son because he needed a last-minute babysitter. Stuck with this particularly bratty child, Julie is forced to tell him a story, and fed up with everybody treating her like a servant, she decides to tell a version of Cinderella where she plays the main role - and Marco is the prince she tries to win. Other characters from her life are recast: her boss is the king, her bitchy colleagues are the wicked stepsisters, her annoying neighbor if the evil stepmother... And Snow-White with her seven dwarves pop up at some point - because just like with the "Aladin", Disney references are quite present...

The main actress (Cinderella/Julie) s Marilou Berry, who truly was noticed and became quite famous thanks to playing in "Vilaine", and after passing by a series of movies (including "Les reines du ring"), she had another focus thanks to the success of the "Joséphine" movie. The cast also gathers other actors quite used to the world of comedy, ranging from older generations of the "classics" (Josiane Balasko as the wicked stepmother, Didier Bourdon as the king) to more recent ones (Arnaud Ducret as the prince Marco, Vincent Desagnat as the prince's older brother).

Now, I have not seen the movie, so I can't confirm or infirm this... But when it was released, this piece got bashed. Really, really hard. Harder than the Aladin movie, from people simply calling it "unfunny" and "cringe" to other actively pointing it out as being offensive and sexist, if not misogynistic. Aladin's note online roughly went around a 3/5. This one hesitated between 2/5 and 1,5/5. Now, again, I can't say I agree or disagree with these reviews because I have not seen the movie - and we all know a mass-opinion can be wrong. It seems more recently kinder reviews have been opping around the Internet - pointing out that all the backlash ths movie received was exaggerated and the piece was better than what everybody descibed.

Now, if you want my two pences of thought, I do believe that maybe this has to do with the audience that went to see these movies. As I said, Kev Adams was quite the "idol of the youth" when he did the Aladin movie (I don't know if he still is), but he had a BIG fanbase among teenage girls for example, as well as a certain scope to a young audience. And precisely who kept talking about these Aladin movies and who was more interested in those Aladin movies? Children. Meanwhile this Cinderella movie lacks any star or face that a young audience could recognize - no real Kev Adams. Yes, Marilou Berry is here, but her audience is not known to be young children - and as such, I do believe that the Aladin movies were favored by having a natural "fanbase" and already formed young audience ready to dig in. Meanwhile here two of the prominent stars are actors who symbolize the humor of the 20th century and are now quite aged - Balasko and Bourdon - who will speak to adults, but probably not to children... Anyway I am really speaking out of anything here, especially since I haven't seen the movie, but I do believe that this played a part in how this movie was received in a lesser way than the Aladin ones. (Plus the Aladin movies were clearly aimed at a male audience, which coupled with Kev Adams' natural teenage girl fanbase and the big success of Disney's Aladdin among girls, made sure both genders could go see it without shame - meanwhile this movie is clearly a "girl movie" meaning the audience is already restricted a bit more... And as such much more offended - as I said the movie was accused of being a piece of misogynistic jokes (doesn't help that there are only men who wrote and directed this movie).

But again, it might also have to do with the movie just being bad, you know. After all the man behind this movie (Lionel Steketee) is not the one that made the first Aladin movie (Arthur Benzaquen) but rather the one that did its lesser-appreciated sequel... Though the same script-writer was used for both (Daive Cohen).

Now, my only question, from what I have seen (extracts and trailers and previews) is actually... What is the target audience? Maybe it will clear up when I get to see the movie but this is all framed and sold as a kid-friendly entertainment, it even being an "all-public" movie to which families are supposed to be able to bring their kids but... a lot of the jokes I have seen are typical of adult things. I mean there's a lot of sex jokes for example, which made me think originally this was an adult movie, but then it also kind of is framed and written as a kid-level comedy and... Yeah this leaves me a bit confused. Just take the movie's poster, at the top of the post... You can't tell me there isn't a big sexual innuendo in the way the prince "rides" Cinderella! And yet it is sold as a movie kids can go watch and that isn't for a more mature audience? Anyway, I do not have a lot to say, since I haven't seen the movie, but I wanted to make a "preparation" post for when I will get to see it.

(I will just add that while some of the jokes I have seen do seem really bad - like a certain joke about a character's throat which was used already in Les Visiteurs 3 and seems really out of place in a kid movie, clearly taken from the Men in Black - some actually made me laugh. Most notably there is a great slapstick moment you can glimpse in the trailer where the Lady Tremaine-like stepmother just... headbutts Cinderella for speaking to her. I did quite like this joke as it subverts the pose and subtle threat of the Disney-wickedstepmother, while also clearly dedramatizing the violence into a goofy, cartoonish way. But that's just me.)

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

tag game

tagged by @jgyapologism

1. why did you choose your url?

it was something different but i made a fan account on twt and then decided to also be found here? or maybe it was specifically when twitter started going to shit and we thought it would shut down the first times that i made this account an extension of that one? (it wasnt much before). and now i dont even use twt so lol

2. any sideblogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.

no because i dont understand how they work

3. how long have you been on tumblr?.

9 years? i think i joined in 2015?

4. do you have a queue tag?

no cause i queue randomly and often. (i like getting to surprise myself with posts i like at a random later date)

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i wanted to follow accounts that talked about my interests!! also i felt too cringe for the other sites and this webbed site has a loser reputation

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

uhhhhh it was my twt one last or maybe two pride months ago and i stuck with it. (it used to be bokuto in season 4 looking at hinata with his eyebrows iykyk)

7. why did you choose your header?

the power of volleyball yuri!!! i chose it to celebrate vnl but now that vnl is over ig i can change it... but i love melissa vargas so much i want her there

8. what is your post with the most notes?

"they should invent joints that dont hurt" <- banger i know and it has like 16,000 notes last i saw

9. how many mutuals do you have?

uhhhh idk how to even tell that

10. how many followers do you have?

244

11. how many people do you follow?

96 which is a lot but not all of them are active anymore :(

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

see my most popular

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

like 2-3 times, more if im bed bound.. is this chronically online of me? probably

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

not on this website i dont think...

15. how do you feel about 'you need to reblog this' posts?

i immidiately scroll past any "you need to __" make me want to not look at it

16. do you like tag games?

yes! but sometimes they make me nervous for no reason!

17. do you like ask games?

yes but i feel bad sending the asks cause what if i do the thinks ive been asked to wrong

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

in terms of certain tags/fandoms maybe but overall tumblr famous then no

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

no <3

[skyfcx]

I was doing some thinking and got super reflective and now I kinda wanna just ramble about it for a second.

Was thinking about s t e a k c a k e again and how I've been writing on this site for upwards of eight years now. It wasn't all consistent, there are definitely points where I fall off the face of the planet for months at a time, so we could honestly round down to seven years of writing as a whole and that'd probably be more accurate.

But when it comes to simply existing as an entity that resides on this website? Yeah, I've been here for eight years. Started my first blog in mid-to-late December in 2015. So basically 2016 y'know.

And... the writing on that blog? I gotta say, it's honestly?? not?? that bad??? Like it's not the greatest and the presentation of the blog as a whole is god-awful. Jesus kid why do you fucking scream in all caps in the tags in literally every single post, please calm down. But! I clearly had a grasp on what made good words to put on a page! When it came to the meat and potatoes of writing, it seemed like I knew what I was doing!

Now, granted, before Tumblr I did write short stories on my own, but those were....... those were bad. those were flat-out bad and i still have access to them and i actually cannot read them because they terrify me that badly. But for my stuff on Tumblr? It's genuinely not the worst stuff in the world, looking back.

That realization made the little goblin in my brain go "mwah-ha-ha, have you even gotten better in all those years? i can't believe you peaked in middle school you cringe ass little nae nae boy" but. I think the nicer way to look at it is that I was always pretty good at this writing stuff, even if I didn't think it back then. And that is just a nice thought to hold onto.

And since then, there are other aspects that I've gotten better at for sure! I've gotten better at presentation, making the text actually engaging to look at since I worry about reader retention. And I break up my super long paragraphs way better, that's something I hate a whole bunch. There's nothing more ugly than one super big paragraph, blegh. Like, imagine this paragraph and the one before it as one big chunk. Too much, it's just ugly.

With that, my pacing of things had to evolve! If you're gonna break paragraphs up more, gotta figure out when to cut them off. Can't just press the enter button wherever you want and call it a day. But... yeah, all of this is just to say that I hope younger me knows that he's not half bad at writing. I'm happy he stuck around with it for so long.

[dragonballnewstar]

Good morning everyone and happy July 22nd! I hope you all had a wonderful weekend and now it's time to AMP! Up Our Week!

I have been dealing with a whole lot of illnesses for the past few weeks, so I'm pushing through.. but that doesn't mean we can't start our week with some good news!

In the north-central English county of Derbyshire, the removal of a dam has hundreds of salmon swimming up a beloved river once again. The industrial activity in the East Midlands which first drove Atlantic salmon out of the Derwent is now gone, and now for the first time in 100 years that salmon have reached far up the River Derwent in order to reproduce. Dam removal has become a widespread conservation practice in Europe and North America, however demolishing said dams can oftentimes be costly. I'm excited to see how this will effect the local salmon populations.

Ah.. Dang, it seems there may be poachers approaching..

I'll have to cut this episode short.. Okay, I've been randomly having this song stuck in my head so here you go~!

"Kiss from a Rose" was written in 1987, several years prior to the release of Seal's debut album from 1991. After writing the song, Seal felt "embarrassed by it" and "threw the tape in the corner". The song's cryptic lyrics have been the subject of debate since its release. In 2015, Seal provided verified commentary on the "Kiss from a Rose" entry on the website Genius, stating simply: "I have avoided explaining these lyrics for over 25 years. I am not going to start doing it now".

That's all I have for now and I hope you guys have an amazing week! I'll be focusing on getting over this illness, so you all remember to take some moments to relax, stay hydrated and be good people! Bye bye!

[tos1701voy74656tmnt2012-cc]

TAG MBTI

Since I got into MBTI a few months ago, I've been trying to type every single person I know - real or imaginary. There are quite a few people out there like me who like typing TV characters, but there have been very few sources out there that talk about the MBTI of the 2015 Thunderbirds Are Go series. So I thought I'd discuss my thoughts on a few more controversial (main) characters on TAG. Keep in mind that these are just my thoughts, and may not be 100% aligned with the theories. This is all in good fun.

Disclaimer: as Gordon and Alan's types are quite straightforward and widely accepted, I will not be discussing them.

Most commonly accepted types:

Scott: ENTJ/ESTP

Virgil: ISFP

John: INTP

Gordon: ESFP

Alan: ISFJ

The Hood: INTJ

Not confirmed:

Kayo: ISTP/INTJ

Starting off with Scotty. People (myself included) call him the Commander, ie. ENTJ according to the 16 Personalities website. I've done the test myself on his behalf (self-righteous me haha) and the results are quite conclusive: ENTJ. This is quite accurate, given his decisive demeanour in the field which corresponds with dominant Te. That's why I think ESTJ wouldn't be too far off either.

As for ESTP, they're known to be very spontaneous (and frankly, crazy...no offence intended!) The main reason people get this idea is because of certain episodes (High Strung) that suggest Scott was something of a 'thrill junkie' as a younger person. However, the episode also suggests he is not proud of his past and is not like that anymore (or at least tries not to be). So my conclusion is that he has grown into his role as head of IR, which requires an ENTJ personality, while suppressing the extraverted sensing which is dominant in an ESTP.

Next up, Virgil. Virg's known to be the family artist, and ISFPs are the stereotypical artists. In that sense, ISFP is pretty correct - but Virgil doesn't exactly strike me as (and I'm making a big generalisation here) a crybaby. So what are the alternatives? First, I'd agree he's mostly an introvert, though he sometimes does give off a more E energy. Next, I'd say that he could he either intuitive or sensing, and he seems like the kind of guy to come up with a plan at the scene. So I'd go so far as to say he could be an INTP. Conclusion: ISFP/INTP.

Now with Johnny, most people can agree that he's INTP. I once read somewhere that he's INFP, however, which I thought was interesting - INFPs have the stereotype of being ignored all the time, which relates to John's situation of being the guy stuck on the lonely space station and the middle child. But it doesn't feel as if he has dominant Fi, so I agree with the opinion that he's INTP. INTPs are stereotypically nerdy, and although John isn't a complete dork, he is shown to be afraid of crowds (and in general, people!) particularly in episodes such as The Man From TB5. So INTP is fair.

Kayo is an interesting case. I have found literally zero consensus on the net on Kayo's MBTI, so I have just gone ahead and typed her as ISTP/INTJ.

Kayo is, how shall we say it, very cool. Even aloof, like an ISTP, the typical lone wolf or cool guy. ISTPs also tend to have good street smarts, being very versatile quick learners. That is what makes them good candidates for being spies, or in Kayo's case, covert ops. She's formidable because of her skills, quick thinking and determination in protecting her ideals (her insisting that IR get involved in the 'bad guy catching business') - dominant Ti.

Some people also think she's an INTJ for obvious reasons. In Legacy, she reveals she has all sorts of contingency plans for Tracy Island, and even her uncle, the great mastermind, fell into her trap. That sort of scheming is very INTJ. It's probably an influence of her having the Hood as her uncle.

You could argue that Kayo is completely INTJ, and I'd say that's possible as well. The reason I've put ISTP is that some of the things she does are a bit too physical and real-world, things that typical INTJs would die from. Of course, she could be an Fi and Se developed INTJ. It depends on how you look at it.

Now finally...our favourite villain, Hoodie Guy. INTJ, the mastermind. No one can deny that the Hood is the ultimate criminal mastermind, with his scheming plots and evil smirk (!) However, there are some qualities he has that aren't exactly INTJ, which is why I'd argue that he's an INTJ/ENTJ hybrid.

First, he's very impatient. We see this in a lot of episodes, and in Signals Part 2 he even admits he was short-sighted (and therefore impatient) to have tried to commandeer a Thunderbird. That's quite unlike an INTJ, who must be patient in waiting for their plots to unfold over time. The Hood is almost too rash to be an INTJ.

Secondly, INTJs are known for being cold and calculated, and although the Hood is that, he's also very personal. And by personal I mean he gets very hung up on personal vendettas, namely the one against Jeff Tracy. INTJs don't usually put the focus on people - unless the person is merely an obstacle in the way of them getting what they want. They do not act on impulse - dominant Ni ensures that. ENTJs, however, can be 'personal'. They have vendettas, and they will use dominant Te to act even if it's not exactly wise.

Finally, he's too famous. INTJs do not thrust themselves into the spotlight as the Hood did even in the first episode - that is way too not subtle for INTJs, who work from the shadows and get what they want without anyone being the wiser. ENTJs, on the other hand, are known and feared by the world. Sound familiar?

Of course, the many cliffhangers we get informing us the Hood has gotten exactly what he planned tells us he's still an INTJ - but not entirely. Things like personality typing are never black and white, and no one is completely 100% one type or another.

[cheapcheapfaker]

so obviously babies only need a safe place to sleep diapers of some sort food and some love yknow. but i have a fun, maximalist decorated house so ive been enjoying kitting out the nursery esp since I’m strictly goodwill/value village for baby clothes. (I don’t know why you’d do otherwise. The most expensive it gets at value village is $1.98. I found a bamboo onesie at goodwill for $1.50 that retails for $38 doll hairs. Insanity. They have blow outs and spit ups and grow exponentially.)

anyway my nursery theme is jungle and grey/green colors. I already had a lot of leaf art, it’s easy to thrift and create a bunch of animal themed stuff, and i like animals. Grey as neutral to help with the inevitable clutter and brightness of kid stuff and because im a millennial. The bathroom closest to the nursery/ kid bedroom has always been “what if you took the usual ocean themed bathroom but instead of seashells and the beach it was forty leagues under the sea with epic naval battles and large krakens” so that whimsy is already taken care of and kid-approved. but the bedroom is gonna be animals, zoo animals, safari animals, whatever.

Anyway. We were gifted this very cute sheet set from target. Animal themed, named “two by two” because i think it might lowkey be a Noah’s ark reference but my atheist ass cant really care since there’s no proverbs or big boats on it, just little zebras and such. And i really wanted to get a changing pad cover in the same print. Unfortunately it’s sold out! So i just turned on the notif for restock. And guys. Guys.

What the fuck is wrong with target.

They keep dropping this changing pad cover like they’re Beyoncé tickets. I get an alert its back in stock and i guess the fucking target factory makes one (1) single ass changing pad cover to sell. And it sells out instantly. It is driving me CRAZY. Do i need this changing pad cover??? No. Of course not. It’s not a necessity. I have other prints on my registry, yknow. Plain greys and monstera leaf prints because my ass will perpetually be stuck in 2015 and earlier. But I NEED to get this changing pad cover. I need to buy it. I need to fucking buy it and rate it one star on the target website and go why the fuck did you people do this to me and what i imagine are a bunch of other pregnant people waiting for this stupid ass changing cover drop while we’re pissing every hour and our backs hurt and our last two braincells are rubbing together like the squeaky pickles in SpongeBob. Fuck these little pastel ass zebras.