He/Him

1. Drill yourself on hiragana and katakana. These are the phonetic building blocks of Japanese, think of them as equivalent to english letters. This site is a good resource in general. Once you have a solid grasp on this, DO NOT LINGER HERE; move to step 2. You will master kana later.

2. Download Anki. This is a flashcard service. They have a paid app if you’re willing to invest for it, but if not, they have a mobile website (create an account and sync it with your computer).

This is the deck you’re going to download. Import it to Anki and do this every day. I have learned the hard way (twice) that skipping this is bad. If you become overwhelmed, you can change the number of new cards and reviews by clicking the cog next to the name of the deck!

3. Cure Dolly (Youtube, grammar) + transcript. She has kind of a posh accent, you might want to turn subtitles on. Watch a few videos when you feel like it but most importantly set up 4 and 5 as soon as possible

4. Yomitan (must have) is a browser extension that functions as a pop-up dictionary. you need to install dictionaries for it to work. here are some dictionaries you can use with yomitan and explanations of what they do

5. READ. DO NOT LET YOURSELF GET STUCK BEFORE THIS STEP. JUST READ!!!! Most people who fail to learn Japanese do so because they are afraid of not being ready to move on, which is counterproductive. Just read. When you were a child did you spend years on vocab and grammar before reading? No I bet you did not. Pick something to read and learn what you don’t already know by reading in Japanese.

Jiten.moe has a list of novels and visual novels that you can read on your computer sorted by difficulty. So does jpdb. There’s also this document. There’s also this document. Hey look this website is cool too

For visual novels: download LunaHook. It “hooks” to your VN and allows you to use Yomitan on words you don’t know. Turn off the translation feature, it does nothing to help you learn

For literary texts: ttsu e-reader supports epub and htmlz files.

You can also learn Japanese by watching anime, but it’s a little more convoluted and requires a lot more patience.

For manga, utilize Mangatan, but I don’t recommend this right out the gate because when you’re first learning sentence structure you’ll want something with complete sentences.

Set your computer up for mining vocab before you start reading. Once you finish your kaishi deck, you can drill your mining cards (I didn’t do mine until after finishing kaishi because it was too much).

Most importantly: reading is going to be hard at first. It is going to piss you off. You need to muscle through with this because this is where the bulk of your learning will happen. After a while you will just feel like reading because you love reading! Try not to pick something too hard for your first read, but if you’re interested in the story you might be able to muscle through something a little tougher.

We called out into the dark over and over. We sent out messages in hopes. We searched every planet we could reach, in hopes of any sign of life. Any at all.

We thought, hoped we were the last, because we couldn’t bear the idea of being the one ones this awake and alive in a world as vast as this.

And we died alone.

When the others are born, many many years later, they find us, everything we left for them.

They recover The Golden Record and look at it a million times over, they dig up our fossils and put us in museums, they study us for years and years, loving us as we love our ancestors’ painted hands on cave walls.

Getting tattoos of ancient human deities like Superman, Shakira, or The Doom Slayer.

Maybe making their gamer tag a bunch of mistranslated Human words to sound cool and edgy

Getting into some VERY problematic intergalactic politics based on ancient Human leaders.

Writing retellings and reimaginings of legendary human epics like Gilgamesh, Dark Souls, Sherlock Holmes, and Star Wars.

But I'm sorry, why the chicken-fried FUCK were people saving their work only to google docs in the first place. I can understand if it's the only cloud backup you have, but text files weigh nothing--why aren't they on your own machine first, backed up to g-docs second? Your PC, your phone, your goddamn mp3 player? Why were you putting the ONLY copy of ALL of your work squarely in the hands of a single evil megacorp, and why have you been doing it since high school?

I ranted about this when google docs first came into fashion, and I'm ranting about it now. It's been like watching a grown adult walk into traffic. WHyyyyyyy.

I’ve seen some people (and/or ads) imply lately that talking to AI is superior to talking to real human beings (for example because it „replies immediately“, „always cares about your interests“ and is „always nice to you“) - let’s talk about that. 

First things first: I’ll focus on „talking to AI recreationally“ here - as in talking to AI about your day, your hobbies and interests, your everyday worries, your love life, your sex life, your creative projects, role-playing with it etc. Basically all the things people discuss with their friends. We are not talking about „AI helping with early detection of cancer cells“ or anything like that. That’s a completely different discussion. 

So, „ChatGPT is like a best friend but better, it is never too busy to talk and it never judges me“… well, there are certain things we don’t even need to talk about here. You already know that the conclusion of this letter won’t be „that’s a great idea, let’s all stop talking to each other and completely rely on ChatGPT for all our social needs instead“.  That’d be a horrible idea and I don’t want to belittle you by acting like you are not aware of that. 

Even if you don’t know any specific scientific details, you know that humans need humans in order to thrive or survive. We are just wired that way. We are group animals. A baby would literally die if left alone. Adults deteriorate both physically and mentally in social isolation. We don’t all need the exact same amount or type of social interaction but we all do need it. 

What I do want to talk about here are the specific claims these people/ads make, who they target and why they may work. 

Yes, humans need humans, social interaction is a core human need - and we don’t all have easy access to that. That’s, sadly, a fact. Loneliness is common. We live increasingly isolated lives. For many people, it’s not really like the choice is between „I’ll talk to one of my trusted friends“ or „I’ll talk to ChatGPT“ - it’s between „I’ll talk to ChatGPT“ or „I’ll talk to nobody“. And that’s heavy. That kind of pain is not something we can gloss over or ridicule. 

The reasons for severe loneliness are diverse. Some people struggle with forming or maintaining friendships, for example due to social anxiety or autism or negative childhood experiences. Some people become adults and suddenly realize they were never actually taught how to make friends outside of a school setting. Some people are so burned out from working to make rent, from taking care of their elderly parents, from raising their kid, from trying to survive as a chronically ill person (all without a community to fall back on when times get hard) that they have to helplessly watch their friendships fade away because they don’t have the energy to maintain them. Some people grow up as „the weird kid“ and internalize that they will always be the one to stand alone in the corner. And that’s still only some of the many reasons. 

The mean thing about loneliness - no matter if its the „I have no friends“ or the „I have friends but there are things that prevent me from reaching out“ type - is that real human beings are naturally messy. What I mean by that is: everyone has their own life. People have bad days and give short replies. People are busy and leave you on read. People are mentally preoccupied and accidentally ignore your topic. People give vague answers. People misunderstand you. - and in a really mean ironic twist, loneliness can amplify all that messiness. 

Think about it this way: if you haven’t read a book in years, then the very idea of starting a book can be daunting. What if you don’t get it? What if you don’t like it? But if you are a regular reader, then encountering a difficult chapter or even a book you don’t like is probably not a big deal! That’s because you have the experience that helped you develop the inner tools to deal with that situation. In fact, you may find that it’s often the „difficulties“ of reading (having to think about a chapter, weighing different interpretations etc.) that actually make it enjoyable and enriching! 

The same thing applies to the natural difficulties of relationships with real human beings. 

Yes, AI will reply instantly and it will agree with you and it will be nice to you. But real human beings will challenge you. They will actually broaden your horizons and enrich your life - by bringing up a new perspective, by disagreeing with something you believed to be true, by telling you when you make no sense. And, honestly, sometimes also just by making you wait for a reply. 

Actually, the selling point „AI never disagrees“ can be a really dangerous one. There have been multiple suicides and murders linked to that now - not because AI is evil but because it’s not a human being. It doesn’t think. It just predicts what you want to hear.. and that can lead to really dangerous spirals because it’ll also enable, encourage and even flesh out suicidal thoughts. Or manic thoughts. Or psychotic thoughts. Or extremist thoughts. 

That’s because, and this is really important, it’s actually not „a robot friend“ in the sense that it’s like an artificial personality that has thoughts and feelings, just not human ones. It does not have thoughts and feelings at all. 

I am not saying „ChatGPT is evil and wants you dead“. I’m just saying: It’s basically just autocorrect that is really, really good at putting together sentences. But it doesn’t think about the content of these sentences. (Of course calling it autocorrect is oversimplifying a complex technology but its a good comparison to explain the main misinformation: It creates text. It doesn’t create thoughts.) 

Human beings don’t reply instantly - because they actually think before they reply. And sometimes that reply will be „WTF are you talking about“ and that’s healthy. 

With all my love, 

Reader also doesn’t talk to the others avengers except form Steve and Bucky. To them he sometimes rambles a bit too much. But just when he’s alone with ether one of them in front of the other he talks quietly to them so no one could hear.

he also doesn’t like getting touched from anyone. Sometimes he would just stand there when he wants a hug, but give no sings that he wanted one, so he often didn’t get any. And has a stuffed blue Dino that he sleeps with but no one knows.

A privilege

No specific warning. Short. Just fluff.

Bucky Barnes x Former Assassin! Male Reader

Tony was not used to quiet spaces, anyone who personally knew him knew that fact about him. Whether it was working in his lab or cooking in the kitchen, there always had to be noise; music, chit chat, plates breaking and gadgets going woo! Noise was mandatory.

Another thing about Tony is that he loves talking with people around him, he'd start a conversation with anyone because silence between two individuals is just too awkward for him. So, imagine how confused he was, that no matter what he said, you'd never ever say a word back to him. Like, ever.

Tony blinked twice, confused and taken aback by your lack of answer and reaction to his little joke. On one of your arms you were holding two plates with pieces of cheesecake, in your hand, two empty glasses were held between your fingers, and in your free hand you were holding a box of milk. The genius, owner of the tower, chuckled a little bit nervously. "In case you haven't heard... I said, it's clear you're not lactose intolerant, right? Because, you know, with all the lactose on you." No word came from you, not even the slightest reaction.

It was your turn to blink slowly.

What did the small man want?

Awkward. Tony just shook his head and hand. "Okay nevermind, need help with your plates?"

He tried to reach for the plates resting on your arm but you quickly took two steps back, staring at him with a frown between your eyebrows as if he tried to hurt you or do something really stupid. Tony froze in place, startled. “So-rry?”

At that moment, Steve came into the kitchen and grabbed Tony’s shoulder with a soft smile adorning his lips. “Don’t take it as an insult, Tony, Y/n just likes to keep his personal space in check.” He then turned to look at you and gave you a brighter smile. “Enjoy it!”

You nodded and grumbled a low, “Sure,” before leaving the kitchen and going to Bucky’s bedroom where he was waiting for you. You walked fast but tried to be cautious as well, avoiding anyone in your way as you didn’t want to be interrupted by any other Avengers, having bumped with Tony in the kitchen was already a surprise and an unfortunate event, it could have been worse tho, you could have bumped with Thor. Oh God, not Thor.

About to turn around the corner to the dormitory hall, you stopped right on your tracks as you heard Natasha and Wanda talking, Natasha didn’t do long conversations, but Wanda on the other hand… a shiver ran down your spine. Their voices became clearer as they approached, and you tensed with your treats in your hands and arm, praying that they wouldn't notice you. They walked past you, not turning around, and you let out a soft sigh of relief… that didn’t take long for Natasha to notice.

“Oh, hey Y/n,” she greeted you as she looked over her shoulder in her direction.

You froze in place like a cat that just got caught. Wanda also turned to see you and smiled at you so warmly. “Hi Y/n! How are you doing?” What a pretty butterfly.

But no word came from you. You just nodded, and rushed towards the opposite direction from them before disappearing in one of the dorms in the hall, leaving both women confused.

Peace was met at once, the low voices of the reporters sharing the current news in the TV of the bedroom were the only thing that could be heard. You walked deeper inside the dorm, and found Bucky laying on the bed as he stared at the screen. The milk, glasses and treats were left on the night stand by the side of the bed with messy sheets before you jumped right to Bucky’s side and nuzzled close to him, your arms wrapped around his waist.

Bucky’s attention left the TV and went to you, his hand going to caress and massage the top of your head as he left small kisses on your forehead. “What is it, dear? What happened?”

“Tony,” you said shortly, your voice muffled against the fabric of Bucky’s blue navy shirt.

“Oh, Tony happened. Poor you.” It always amazed you how quickly he understood you, but at the end you realized it wasn’t really that surprising, this is what people develop between each other when they go through the most scarring, traumatic experience of their lives that took literal decades and a limb from them, right? Bucky lost his arm, you lost a leg and a hand. How sweet.

You turned on your back, facing the ceiling, with one hand you reached for the plates with cheesecake and gave one to Bucky. The latter took it in his hands but something was missing.

“Y/n,” he called.

“Hmm?”

A soft chuckle came from the blue eyed man as he signaled an empty hand of his. “Can I have a fork please?”

It took a minute for you to realize what was going on, you closed your eyes and sighed loudly. The door of the bedroom then opened, and a tall blonde American man entered with two forks in his hand. “A bird told me you forgot to take utensils.” Steve was truly America’s hero.

A movie was playing on TV as you, Bucky and Steve ate snacks and drank soft drinks. Steve brought for himself some oat cookies, not really interested in cheesecake. The movie chosen was one of science fiction, and it clearly had subjects that neither Bucky or Steve understood, but you, thanks to the heavy research you made, which consisted of doom scrolling in social media for hours, you were able to explain everything.

"So these enormous glasses, or however you call them, let's you play a video game by making you feel that you're actually in that game, they call it virtual reality," you ranted, Bucky gave you short nods, Steve hummed to signal you he understood, and you just kept talking throughout the whole movie. "And these characters have to do this... and that... but he.... and she..." you literally narrated the whole movie.

The movie came to an end, and it was already late, Bucky would have loved to keep you with him a little more but he also had to finish some stuff while you had other plans.

"Hey, babe, here," he called you as he reached out for something behind the pillows, from behind them he pulled out a stuffed blue dino, a Spinosaurus to be more precise, and handed it to you. "You left it here yesterday, I'm surprised you didn't notice that you left it to begin with."

Your hands grabbed the plush from Bucky's hands, your eyes examining that little furry companion that you always kept in your room. Leaving it in Bucky's room wasn't an accident, in fact, you made it on purpose as you expected to stay another night in his bedroom. But you didn't dare say anything about it. "Thank you, Bucky."

Another day, not another slay, you were tired.

The plush did help you sleep but you would have slept so much better with Bucky close to you. You walked towards the kitchen, where you heard Bucky and Steve talking with Dr Banner. A soft grumble cane from you, it was too early in the morning and your social battery wasn't fully charged yet.

You did not approach them, instead, you kept your distance, standing at the entrance of the kitchen. Your eyes never left Bucky. There was this craving that you had, one that told you to get closer to Bucky and nuzzle with him, hug him, relax against him, but again, Bruce was there.

Bucky could feel your eyes digging holes in his head, he tried not to pay much mind at first, but then it just became kind of uncomfortable. With a sigh he stood up from his chair, excusing himself with Steve and Bruce, and made his way to you. “Hey sweetheart, need anything?” he asked with a gentle smile.

Your eyes shifted back to Steve and Bruce who were now staring at you, Steve waved at you and Bruce did too. “Hi Y/n!” he saluted, to which you just answered with a quick nod before focusing back on Bucky.

“Room. Please.” Bucky understood your petition and followed you to your bedroom.

Once behind closed doors, you faced him without saying a word and without moving not even one muscle, your eyes locked with his, as if with just one look in your eyes he’d know what you deeply need.

The blue eyed man, confused, raised an eyebrow. His eyes moved down to your hands that were in a fist, then he noticed your tense shoulders, and finally, your eyes filled with need but not a sexual need.

The corner of his lips curled into a smirk and he opened his arms wide. “Hug?”

You nodded. “Please.” He approached you and hugged you tightly, his arms wrapped firmly around you, giving you that warmth and affection you deserved to feel in your heart. Your arms wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer as you rested your chin on his shoulder. “Hmm, I like this, I like your hugs.”

Bucky hummed in approval. “Mhm, yes baby I know. I like giving you hugs.”

The door of your bedroom opened with a loud slam against the wall, and the sense of peace you once had was quickly replaced with annoyance and the need to break someone’s wrists.

“Guys, we have a mission,” informed Clint before leaving in a rush.

You buried your face on the crook of Bucky’s neck, whining before saying, “I don’t wanna go.” If Clint was the one to say there was a mission, it definitely meant the whole team would go, sometimes it would be Natasha and only two or three other members would come but nothing more.

“I know, love, but we have to. Let’s deal with this quickly so we can go back home and cuddle in bed, yes?”

“Mhm.”

The plane wasn’t quiet, obviously. Already that  Tony wouldn’t stop talking through the radio and Clint wouldn’t stop saying some snarky remark of any sort, the commands of Natasha and anxious words of Bruce were adding to your own stress and annoyance. It was obvious all over your frowning face and gloomy aura, scary.

Bucky was also quiet by your side, he wasn’t a big fan of going together all in a team, he’d rather be with you and Steve only. But both of you couldn’t be the grumpies together, so one had to be the sunshine, him. “Come on love, fix that frown of yours,” whispered Bucky to your ear, but Clint heard it and walked close to you two.

“Yes Y/n, cheer up a little,” he said as he put his hand on your shoulder.

The unauthorized physical contact was the last straw for you and with a quick movement, your prosthetic hand went to grab Clint’s hand and twisted it with his arm, threatening to dislocate it.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! I got it, I got it!” You released his arm with a grumble. “Jesus Y/n.”

The blonde man walked back to his seat, and Bucky had a low smirk playing on his lips.

“Jesus, Y/n,” he parroted as his head went to rest on your shoulder.

“He can be annoying,” you whispered, not wanting anyone else but your partner to hear your words. Bucky hummed, agreeing with you. “Want this mission to end already.”

“Me too, babe.”

“Why can Bucky touch you without risking his neck but I almost lose my arm?” asked Clint from his seat, his dignity hurt as he saw how comfortable Bucky was with you. You threw Clint a dead glare but didn’t answer him, you didn’t feel like it, and you would never feel like talking to anyone but Bucky and Steve.

Bucky sighed. “I have a privilege unlike you, deal with it.” With that said, he nuzzled closer to you.

You finished with the last target, disarming them and destroying their weapons. Your partner wasn’t far away from you, also doing his own tasks, dealing with his own problems. Bucky looked so fine when fighting bad guys.

Your eyes followed his every movement, the way he fought was precise, no punch went wasted, that’s how Hydra trained you both. Memories of that dark and undesirable past came back to your mind. And yes, you needed a hug from the only person that understands your pain.

So you did the same once again, and stood still, staring at Bucky who had just finished dealing with his targets. You waited, hoping he’d understand you and give you one of hugs that could heal you.

Bucky reloaded his gun and walked past you, not noticing your indirect message. “Oof, let’s go tell the others this side is clear, the communicator is broken.” You followed him, a little disappointed that you didn’t get that hug.

“Yes, sure babe.”

Night came, and you decided you were going to stay at Bucky’s bedroom. Bucky didn’t mind, he’d never complain because he also craves having you with him.

But of course, you had to do your little ranting while holding your dino plush before going to sleep.

“What if the sun was blue? I bet it wouldn’t heat the same as right now, but can you imagine? A blue sun, so pretty. Oh! Oh! A purple sun and a blue moon… that would be very pretty, don’t you think so babe?”

Bucky had his face buried in the crook of your neck, so close to falling asleep, his eyelids felt so heavy. “Mhm…” he grunted.

Silence took over the room, and Bucky felt at peace thinking that you finally fell asleep.

“What if space was actually white…?”

“Ungh…”

Sleeping was definitely not a privilege with you.

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I never thought I'd live to see the day I finally finish answering this request.

GOD.

Yeah I getcha. I was once like you. Pure and naive. Great news. I AM STILL PURE AND NAIVE, GAME DEV IS FUN! But where to start?

To start, here are a couple of entry level softwares you can use! source: I just made a game called In Stars and Time and people are asking me how to start making vidy gaems. Now, without further ado:

SOFTWARES AND ENGINES FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO CODE!!!

Ren'py (and also a link to it if you click here do it): THE visual novel software. Comic artists, look no further ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It has great documentation! It has a bunch of plugins and UI stuff and assets for you to buy! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) You can also port your game to a BUNCH of consoles! ✨Cons: None really <3 Some games to look at: Doki Doki Literature Club, Bad End Theater, Butterfly Soup

Twine: Great for text-based games! GREAT FOR WRITERS WHO DONT WANNA DRAW!!!!!!!!! (but you can draw if you want) ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's versatile! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) ✨Cons: You can add pictures, but it's a pain. Some games to look at: The Uncle Who Works For Nintendo, Queers In love At The End of The World, Escape Velocity

Bitsy: Little topdown games! ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's (somewhat) intuitive! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! You can make everything in it, from text to sprites to code! Those games sure are small! ✨Cons: Those games sure are small. This is to make THE simplest game. Barely any animation for your sprites, can barely fit a line of text in there. But honestly, the restrictions are refreshing! Some games to look at: honestly I haven't played that many bitsy games because i am a fake gamer. The picture above is from Under A Star Called Sun though and that looks so pretty

RPGMaker: To make RPGs! LIKE ME!!!!! NOTE: I recommend getting the latest version if you can, but all have their pros and cons. You can get a better idea by looking at this post. ✨Pros: Literally everything you need to make an RPG. Has a tutorial inside the software itself that will teach you the basics. Pretty simple to understand, even if you have no coding experience! Also I made a post helping you out with RPGMaker right here! ✨Cons: Some stuff can be hard to figure out. Also, the latest version is expensive. Get it on sale! Some games to look at: Ib, Hylics, In Stars and Time (hehe. I made it)

engine.lol: collage worlds! it is relatively new so I don't know much about it, but it seems fascinating. picture is from Garden! NOTE: There's a bunch of smaller engines to find out there. Just yesterday I found out there's an Idle Game Maker made by the Cookie Clicker creator. Isn't life wonderful?

✨more advice under the cut. this is Long ok✨

So if you're going to make something into a rule, it HAS to be something you can both Verify and Enforce- if you can Verify but not Enforce, it's essentially just a suggestion. If it's something you can Enforce but not Verify, you're going to waste a lot of energy and time becoming an authoritarian dictator that nobody likes.

And because the process of Verification and Enforcement BOTH take a LOT of work, it makes no sense to waste all that work on establishing a Rule which has no Function.

For this reason, every Rule you set must perform a Function which gives you a return that is, if not greater, then at least EQUAL to the energy it takes to maintain, in one way or another. Otherwise, the whole system collapses.

So if you're going to make something into a rule, it HAS to be something you can both Verify and Enforce- if you can Verify but not Enforce, it's essentially just a suggestion. If it's something you can Enforce but not Verify, you're going to waste a lot of energy and time becoming an authoritarian dictator that nobody likes.

And because the process of Verification and Enforcement BOTH take a LOT of work, it makes no sense to waste all that work on establishing a Rule which has no Function.

For this reason, every Rule you set must perform a Function which gives you a return that is, if not greater, then at least EQUAL to the energy it takes to maintain, in one way or another. Otherwise, the whole system collapses.

Some parents think somehow it's possible to control all behaviors AND have a healthy relationship with their children. I grew up with a cruel parent who did want to stop the behaviors he didn't like, but he also wanted to be universally loved. He didn't understand why his actions had consequences that promoted fear, bullying, and cruelty between siblings and extreme fear towards him. It infuriated him and he would just double down every time with more rules and then try to recruit us to police each other. It was a pattern of berate>spank/punish>force you to hug him. Truly wild.

So. Here’s the question that haunts me re: meningitis: How bad does the headache have to be before you go to the hospital?

The ONLY reason she is still alive today is because she began suffering the other more noticeable symptoms of fever, nausea, vomiting, and what finally tipped us off, confusion. Confusion as a symptom sounds mild, like a form of memory loss or not understanding if a question is asked of you.

In reality, confusion looks like my mother breaking down crying when presented with a computer screen, knocking over a drink onto her phone, and then crying more when she didn’t know how to fix it. I watched the woman who raised me, the smartest person I know, be reduced to a full grown infant. Scared, angry, in pain.

When I guided her back to bed, she nearly choked on her own vomit. When paramedics came, she was so scared she started throwing punches. It took giving her fucking horse tranquilizer to get her onto the gurney and into the ambulance.

The only reason she survived is because it was the bacterial kind of meningitis, and it is downright miraculous that she suffered no long-lasting consequences, which can range anywhere from hearing loss to brain damage.

Meningitis, to be extremely graphic about this, crushes your squishy jelly brain like a grape with a skin that’s suddenly shrunk four sizes too small. It hurts the entire time you’re dying as you experience brain death in inexorable slow motion. It is heartbreaking and horrifying for others to have to witness in real time.

tell me why this budgetless gay youtube series made for fun by a group of friends has the best editing and writing of anything i’ve watched in a year.