Absolutely love that the hatchetfield series brought so many new fans to starkid but I wish people would let non hatchetfield things be non hatchetfield and not try relate it back to it all the time
what I was talking abt earlier. we have fully looped back around and away from feminism, societally, whereas before it was very Feminism 101 to acknowledge that many parts of existing as a woman in a misogynistic society are painful and upsetting.
not that being a woman is Inherently Negative in a bubble. but that living on this earth, in the conditions we're living in, is hostile to women.
and that gender is a performance. that many of the Staples Of Femininity as accepted by society are things that you have to create and perform and mold artificially and aren't inherent, that COMPLAINING about day to day difficulties of existing as a woman is something that you're allowed to do.
acknowledging these basic, again, feminism 101 things, that something tied to womanhood is more time consuming or more expensive or more dangerous Because Of The Problems. does not CREATE the problems. that when women complain about having to perform femininity, they are not, in fact, oppressing themselves. the call does not come from inside the fucking house.
saying that you HAVE suffered does not fucking equate that you believe you SHOULD have suffered.
like I could talk about this for hours. how braindead and one-dimensional the Takes are getting. "being a woman is looking in the mirror and going fuck yeah i'm a woman" damn. I guess any negative experiences you have by living in a misogynistic world... are your fault if you are anything but positive?
"you don't actually want liberation" we've fully gone back to telling feminists "you WANT to be oppressed" when anything negative about our society is pointed out. it's not real until I say it out loud, I guess, and then I'm actually the one who caused it.
if anybody expresses any unhappiness with how they're treated or the status quo or the language and culture surrounding womanhood and femininity. they've created it, right that second. they invented it just now. it wasn't a problem before somebody complained, right?
also trans women aren't braindead zombies who just follow the flow of whatever cis women around them say. I am pretty fucking sure they are very much aware of pain, and are MORE than aware of the swirling torrent of misogyny and standards of femininity than anybody else. actually. and I am pretty sure someone complaining on tumblr that being a woman means always putting on a performance is going to make someone change their mind about transitioning. also "performing femininity" as a necessity to being treated well as a woman is not fucking NEWS to your Local Trans Woman. I AM PRETTY SURE SHE GETS THE CONCEPT. using trans women as a scapegoat for this braindead perspective on gender politics is spineless, meritless, and pathetic.
Fit: Is there anything you want to apologize for, Pac? Like, oh, I dunno... maybe trying to murder me?
Pac: To be honest with you, Fit– Ok, to be honest with you: wasn't my fault, I tried like my best to protect you, I didn't even like hit you! And I told the guys to not kill you like, a dozen- a million times, and I stood by your body, I cried by your body, and I even made you a coffin. Wasn't me, Fit. I made a promise with you, and I kept that promise!
Yesterday's long-awaited Hideduo reconciliation.
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Pac: Hi!
Tubbo: Hi, Pac!
Fit: Oh, look who it is!
Pac: Hello, FitMC, hello Tubbo the player!
Tubbo: –apparently no one, cannot hear him.
Pac: Hi, guys. What's happening? Why– [leans into his mic] Why everyone is blue? Why everyone is Blue?
Fit: Is there anything you want to apologize for, Pac? Like, oh, I dunno... maybe trying to murder me?
Pac: [Makes strange noises into the mic] Wasn't me! Wasn't me– like, to be honest with you, Fit– [Laughs] Tubbo just left, leave us. Ok, to be honest with you: wasn't my fault, I tried like my best to protect you, I didn't even like hit you! And I told the guys to not kill you like, a dozen- a million times, and I stood by your body, I cried by your body, and I even made you a coffin. Wasn't me, Fit. I made a promise with you, and I kept that promise!
Fit: Ok, ok...
Pac: You can blame everything on Tubbo, he's the one to be blamed on. I'm sorry, Tubbo.
Tubbo: [Laughs] To be fair– nah, that's fair, I– we had to kill you. It was a hit. We had to kill you.
Fit: No, it's–
Pac: Wait, I can't hear Tubbo. Oh, he's muted.
Tubbo: You have me muted. I had you muted as well, it's all right. [Laughs] We had each other muted.
Pac: Hi king!
Tubbo: Hi, how are you, Pac? Morning crew! Morning crew!
Pac: Yeah, morning crew!
Tubbo: We're so back!
Pac: We are so back, yeah! But like– it wasn't me– [stammers] Why were you are on Blue team, Fit? What happened? [Gasps] What happened?
Tubbo: Oh, a lot has happened.
Fit: Oh, yeah, but it's– Pac. I accept your apology, for trying to murder me. I accept it, I accept it. I accept your–
Pac: I didn't try–
Tubbo: He literally didn't hit you once!
Fit: [Laughing]
Pac: I didn't– I stood by your body! Man, I cried on your body!
Fit: Is that true?
Pac: It was true. Yeah, I can send you some- some like, some video tapes–
Fit: No, I believe you, I believe you, I believe you.
Tubbo: [Incredulous] "I can send you video tapes." That's crazy.
Pac: Not that I– not that I– I didn't record your dead body! No, that was weird.
Fit: Oh, that– I– thank you, thank you.
Pac: Ok, I was losing it, sorry.
Tubbo: He was just saving it for later, when he wanted to feel sad again.
Pac: Yeah, you know– not saving– yeah, saving for later to show you that– [stumbles over his words] –you know? I stand by your side. Ok, ok, I'm sorry Fit.
Fit: No, no, I believe you, Pac. I believe you, I believe you.
Tubbo: And they were roommates!
Fit: Enough, Tubbo! Just– shut your fcking mouth, Tubbo! We're just having a conversation here. We're having a conversation here!
Tubbo: I literally– I literally didn't even say anything, I literally didn't even say anything. That is crazy that you think I said something just then.
A poem/stream of consciousness I wrote about ZABA on a rainy September night in 2022, one month after seeing Glass Animals live. ZABA was the album by which I found Glass Animals in 2018, and its abstract yet visceral nature continues to fascinate me. The more I listened, the more I felt I could understand the imagery drawn across its 11 tracks.
Essentially, I believe ZABA can be understood as a Queer reading and apologue of Plato’s allegory of the cave. There are many lines that allude to a (Queer) awakening from perceived societal constraints such as in Walla Walla (“it’s a ruse, all these creatures are a lie” & “i clap my hand and they’re gone into the night”), likely referencing the shadows projected by the puppet showmen in Plato’s allegory. Thus, the anguish expressed in songs predating ZABA’s release such as in Golden Antlers and in Exxus are symptomatic of a speaker trapped in a cave, unable to escape a deeper feeling of unease because they are only seeing the reality projected to them by a cisheteronormative system. It is only when the speaker escapes this metaphorical cave in Flip, the opening track of ZABA, (“I’m gonna shake my fetters / I’m breaking loose”), that they finally enter the confusing, overwhelming, but beautiful and fluid “world of noise” mentioned in Pools (and sonically created in Intruxx). Over the course of ZABA, the speaker wrestles with their preconceived notions of reality (Walla Walla uses a ton of imagery from The Matrix), relationships, gender, and sexuality, while simultaneously feeling betrayed by their family and society (Hazey and Toes).
The B-Side of ZABA dips into existential dread, as the speaker mourns the time they lost to the incomplete reality they had accepted in the cave, and the effects it had on their mental health (Wyrd), climaxing in Cocoa Hooves, as the speaker (or someone else), confronts them(selves) and the changes they have undergone in the ZABAJABA jungle. The speaker must choose if they wish to stay in the confusing yet euphoric jungle, or self-destruct (“set [their] wings on fire”) and return to the cave after flying too close to the sun and after indulging too deeply in their primal instinct. However, just as the freed prisoner in Plato’s allegory, the speaker runs the risk of never being able to live in blissful ignorance again, as their eyes may never re-adjust to the incomplete, crafted reality of the cave.
The last track of the album, JDNT, presents a conclusion as ambiguous as the title Dave refuses to explain. It is possible the speaker is accepting their doomed fate as prophecized to them by the antagonist in Wyrd, or radically accepting their outcast status, enjoying the “life untamed.” And perhaps, in the end, they triumph over their internal turmoil by recognizing it only has power over them if they allow it to, as it cannot “breathe without [them].” And thus, they return to the Earth, unfettered and born anew.
two years!! :D it’s been two years since my final curtain call and seven years since Jimlingss began! Seven years!!! Now that’s a crazy yet meaningful number!
Hello to everyone reading this message :D hopefully you remember me (it’s ok if you don’t) and for those who care, hopefully this is a treat! just a quick update on my life — I successfully completed my first year of law school and what a whirlwind it’s been.
I’ve had so many ups and downs in the past year and I honestly feel like I’ve changed a lot. like evolved from pichu to pikachu. It was my first time moving away from home, away from my parents, and making so many friends. it’s been 20% bitter and 80% sweet. overall, I feel like I’ve learnt so much about myself and became a lot more stable in who I am.
school is hard but completely manageable. luckily, I don’t think my choice was wrong. there are days I quite enjoy what I’m learning. I got 2 years left in the game. soon (hopefully) I’ll be making the big bucks $$$ and I’ll be able to fund my sugar baby dreams (except I’ll also be my own sugar mommy). Although my dating life is as stale as always with 0 movement, I’ve become close with a handful of folks that I hold dearly to my heart. guess I’m in my friendship arc hahahaha
funny enough, I actually came back to this blog out of my own volition 2 weeks ago and re-read some of my stories. I feel so nostalgic. some of my stories really slap ngl. anyway, I really miss creative writing so much. Fortunately, there’s a few extracurriculars at school that allow me to write creatively so it’s somewhat of an outlet for me. it’s not fully satisfying but it’s something!!
I regularly come back to tumblr to check messages and do plagiarism checks lol. Speaking of which, I’ll take this time to answer some messages in my inbox.
unfortunately, i don’t have any socials that anyone can follow me on. my socials are pretty private and only the people who i’m close to, I follow and vice versa. but no worries because I will always come back to this blog to do a yearly update so you’ll hear from me! I will satiate your curiosity if you’re every curious about what I’m up to!!
for anyone who ever messages me compliments to my stories and/or missing my presence, no worries, I read them all :) your messages and feedback is never lost! it’s very sweet and always warms my heart.
if you can’t reach my masterlist, it’s here lol
I’ve kind of fallen off my fic reading game so if you ask me if I know a specific fic, I won’t be much of help unfortunately ://
if my fics ever help you through hard times, then I’m super glad!!! life can undoubtably be downright terrible. life can really really suck (understatement). but I think it’s comforting to know that everyone at some point thinks the same. it’s a universal sentiment - and in that, you’re not alone.
anyway, that’s it for now! you’ll hear from me again!