In Need of Motivation

sorry I love this painfully mid media so much I could throw up

do you guys ever like forget you're interested in something until you start engaging with it again and you go "oh wait i'm like crazy crazy about this yeah"

whenever I go out in public I feel like such an outsider like was I ever meant to be human? can I go back home?

i actually never ever want AO3 to be censored bc nothing is more fun than reading the tags on a fic and going “huh. didn’t know there was a market for that.”

squinting at a tag and trying to decide how badly I want to learn a new word

what? oh sweetheart no, you're not weirding me out at all. you're weirding me in. keep talking, freak

love playing fictional video game and doing whatever i want in fictional video game. because i'm possessed of the ability to differentiate between reality and fiction

besides purity culture rearing its ugly head, i'm 99% sure these terrible takes come from people who, like. self-insert in every single game they play. to the extent that they struggle to conceptualize characters apart from their Idealized Selves - who struggle to relate to characters who have different values and life experiences, biases and fears - much less inhabit those characters and explore their narrative. which is a failure of imagination. not something to brag about.