what medium are you delusionally overconfident that you could ace on the first try despite having no familiarity fondness or experience with the craft i bet i could build a brick oven
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what medium are you delusionally overconfident that you could ace on the first try despite having no familiarity fondness or experience with the craft i bet i could build a brick oven

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one of the most frustrating subgroups here is people who have made no attempt to curate a sense of taste and get threatened by and lash out at people who have. like its not enough for them to enjoy wildly successful mainstream media, they need to be able to enjoy it without ever feeling self conscious for this. and you can make them self conscious about it just by straightforwardly talking about your own subjective preferences for less broadly appealing works. i feel bad for them because if you can only like stuff as long as majority consensus said its good youre just hardlocking yourself out of 90% of media on the planet. must suck to feel like any complete stranger with a blog has the capacity to prevent you from enjoying the kind of art you like.
You know I turned on the sound just to help me understand what was going on and I guess it was exactly what it looked like.
Ooh! Spot the industrial safety device! The worker has to press a 'stab the cheese' button with both hands. This is because if they're doing that, neither of their hands can be within the cheese stabbing zone.
This cheese is being stabbed safely
google search "how to want"
google search "desire for beginners"
not doomed by the narrative but certainly disciplined
put in timeout by the narrative
dommed by the narrative
i can't post anything
this isn't a hellsite it's a hellhome

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I love AO3 and all its wonderful, generous, gorgeous, hilarious writers.
I was simply going to draw them making out and call it a day.... and then I thought about Laika and FΓ©licette and I got sad so I decided to take it seriously.
Anyway... obsessed with Project Hail Mary rn but who isn't. And I loved Iron Lung so....Sorry if I end up drawing them a lot.
goes on a somewhat popular blog thats been posting for over a decade and is now talking about how transandrophobia doesnt exist and that trans men/mascs have privilege because theyre men
looks up asexual on said blog
"aphobia doesnt exist, you all just wanna be oppressed soooo bad like us Real Queersβ’"
looks up trans man on another blog
"trans men cant be lesbians actually because theyre men"
looks up mspec lesbian on another blog
"mspec lesbians dont exist, youre all just lesbophobic"
In The Road to El Dorado there is only really one inexplicable thing within the plot. Miguel and Tulio plausibly bluff their way through or slip out of most situations. However, Iβd never figured out why the volcano actually stops erupting when Tulio commands it.Β
The conclusion I finally came up with is that the actual gods were watching their big entrance go down, and thoughtΒ βoh, thisβll be hilariousβ
theres a lot of evidence throughout the movie to say that the armadillo (whose name is bibo) is a god.
they first find him in the jungle, where an armadillo has no business being
they find the entrance to the city, while being followed by him
he is present when the volcano starts to erupt (previous concept art also showed him in the background actually stopping the eruption)
miguel and tulio sucked ass at the ball game, so they used Bibo as a ball. He ricocheted himself all over the place and defied physics to get into the hoop every time
they come up with the flood plan to stop cortez when bibo pushed a glass over in front of them
YOUR TELLING ME THEY USED GOD AS A BASKETBALL?
Ilya: Yeah things are weird with Montreal Jane right now. I thought we were on the same page but now it seems like she might be with someone else.
Marleau: Ah, it is the eternal toil of man to ever throw ourselves upon the flames of passion in the hopes of finding a love that is true.
Ilya: Exactlyyyyy

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people say dolphins are smart but there not smart enough to not be Shity grey rubber tubes flappin about in the gotdamn ocean
*theyβre
congratulations! you are the piss lord of shit mountain. thank u for hefting turds down the mountainside so that we, the proles, may feast on your bounteous craps
It's psit[taco]saurus tuesday
headphones aren't enough i need to eat the song
Doomed yuri? Nah, DOOM yuri. Lesbians killing demons with shotguns.
Doomed yuri? Nah, DOOM
yuri. Lesbians killing
demons with shotguns.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
he saw the horns and said to himself 'you know what i got bigger things to worry about'

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Being a ranger I spend a lot of time alone in the wilderness for hours in the company of one of four co workers.
One such worker for the purpose of this post we shall refer to as Dave.
Dave is a very quiet man. He confesses that if conversation happens too quickly and for too long he gets tired so we often work in silence. He's very polite and good natured but it's obvious that he would happily live and work alone for the rest of his life given the option.
He's very much in the previous generation of ranger, a practical man in his fourties or fifties happy to be kept physically busy for a day and then be sent home with some pay. I had to show him how to use a work issued smart phone.
Meanwhile the rest of the team is made up of the current generation of rangers; openly nurodivergent queer women in their twenties or thirties who work this job because it's the only setting where we can vaguely look sane.
So Dave sticks out a bit. It's really nice when he opens up though because he's an impulsive individual when left to his own devices and has plenty of stories to tell if the mood takes him. I really like working with Dave.
Anyway, one day we've got a job that takes a three hour hike to get to and early on the topic of deer comes up.
I hadn't realised this was the first time we had discussed deer, but blatantly it was. Dave's entire demeanour changes, there's a bit of passion in his voice, but it's also hushed as if he's talking about something sacred.
"Deer are my favourite animal." He says.
I'm also eager to hear Dave talk about himself, so I encourage him to say more.
"I'd love to be a deer myself."
And more
"If a genie offered me the opportunity to become a deer I'd take it. I wouldn't even stop to ask what the price was."
And more
"Sometimes I feel like I'm a deer having a dream about being a human.*
And there I am, a long time commuter to the therian/otherkin community keeping up the encouraging face of someone being politely interested, knowing that this man is straight up a therian with no frame of reference.
And I decided that I wouldn't push the subject outside of the bounds of what Dave is comfortable with, I wouldn't try to teach him the terms "Therian" or "Otherkin" but absolutely I would talk with this man as if he's a deer.
And it's a bit magical really. He's an impulsive individual so I have to talk him out of some risky choices every so often and "this is why deer like you keep getting stuck in fences" has become this magical phrase that allows him to step down from a mistake with a bit of a smile on his face.
Triggers are stupid as shit it's like you're just there freaking out and if anyone asks you can't explain that it's because the driveway has the bad type of gravel or you just scrolled past a photo of the wrong type of (very tame) bruise or the dust smells wrong in this room