semi-inconsistent multifandom blog

starting a new fuck/marry/kill called aro/crack/attack where you take three characters and decide who you're making aromantic, whose egg you're cracking, and who you're doing grievous bodily harm

The Summertime Is A Little Different From The Normaltime

Also on age verification: I have been on this website since 2011. Unless you think I started blogging at age 2, you KNOW I'm an adult.

please tell us that we can toggle the visibility on/off like we can do with likes and following.

A big benefit of having comments enabled for all blogs is this will increase accountability and quality of comments because each blog would now think twice before writing a toxic comment, knowing it will be visible to everyone. If we make this opt-in, then we will lose this benefit and both spammers and trolls will continue their current behavior and limited accountability

hey man, people on every social network or comment thread are not deterred from posting toxic content even if their full legal name is on it. this statement is simply not true.

Spike Spiegel, Gerard Way, Jack Black, and Jenny Nicholson's self insert OC from her disastrous visit to the Star Wars Hotel are all tied with 29 votes

"You know that thing would eat you if you died, right?" I say, pointing at your potted fern.

i think the funniest and realist thing i’ve realized lately is how troubling idealization can be. every person is just… a person. the very people you want to impress or be apart of are just people. even if they seem wildly intimidating because of the way they look or because of their reputation, every one is just a person. human. as embarrassing, as remorseful and they are going through stages of growth just like you are. we only see what we want to see and then drown ourselves further in our own depression and we don’t have to.

truly and i am learning the less i idealise others, the more willing i am to meet people where they are warts n all. and the more willing i am to show myself too and bring my whole self into things. my own embarrassment becomes a new normal and fine thing. stumbling becomes more endearing.

had a teacher once who told us “idealizing people is just as dehumanizing as demonizing them” and that stuck with me so much