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ideal living situation is what i call the 'sitcom special' : having all your closest friends live in the same apartment building or neighborhood where you each have your own space but can wander in and out of eachothers homes at will, seemingly always welcome and never at bad times. and also all of you only have jobs when its important to the plot.
wdym an average platonic bond cant be deep and meaningful do none of you remember the power of friendship
i have trust in the people.
More random tropes that I fucking love: Becoming the mask you wore.
Like oh shit, this character who was sent to spy somewhere under a false identity suddenly realises they've started to genuinely become the person they claimed to be? Someone who's been telling the same lies about who they are for so long that they're actually forgetting that the story isn't true? Finding themselves genuinely doing the things they pretend to do in front of people, when they're alone and nobody's watching? Answering to a name that wasn't supposed to be theirs without thinking?
Ooohh-hoh-hoh, you lost track of yourself in pretending to be someone else? You were only supposed to impersonate somebody, a plausible background and a name you came up with on the spot, and now that the people you were supposed to infiltrate have become your true companions? You lost yourself in the game you played, and no you no longer know who you truly are, and where your true loyalties lie? And both sides would mark you a traitor if you came out with the truth. On a scale of one to ten, how bad did you fuck up.
Fuck that is a good trope. Never seen it done badly. Pour that shit on a table and I'll chop it into lines and snort it.
Some variations on this theme that are good as hell:
"Ha Ha! I'm an evil bastard who has fooled these simpletons into thinking I'm one one their goody two shoes lot with my carefully cultivated mask of kindness and deception via good works and my carefully maintained standards of behavior, so no, fellow evil shithead, I cannot go on your campaign of Orphanage burning, I'm far, far above that kind of gruesome menace, in fact I've even hatched a scheme to build more orphanages- wait. Fuck."
"I got into this mess on accident and cultivated this persona without a shred of forethought but now that I think about it, I honestly don't think I really was a person before, and this hasn't been me inventing a role so much as discovering myself. fuck it was real the whole time??"
"I invented this mask on purpose because I hated who I was. I wanted to become this so, so badly. I've done everything I can to commit to it but when I go to bed at night I still take this persona off to sleep."
"That's the real me. The mask is the real me too. Why are you mad? I never lied to you, you're the one who's surprised there's more than one side to me. Did you always just think of me as some one-dimensional character, playing a role on your stage? Did you ever think of me as a person?"
The super double negative where someone thinks they've discovered a traitor who lied about who they were, and they start playing games to get the traitor to reveal themselves- seeing all the little inconsistencies, the way they play at being helpful, getting closer to them to discover more secrets- until it's time to call them out and reveal who they REALLY ARE-!
... Only to find out that the initial inconsistency, the original clue was a simple misunderstanding and all those deceptions were the normal weirdness of being human, all those secrets were normal social boundaries. They're not a traitor. They're just some guy you've been stalking and hallucinating a backstory for.
You know who has been working with a secret motive this whole time? Who has been lying about their intentions and infiltrating the lives of others with ill intent?
You.
You're the one who got lost behind the mask.
And now you've revealed that to everyone :)
âdenied the catharsis of punishmentâ is an underappreciated but hugely effective narrative consequence imoÂ
#itâs so tasty and it comes in so many flavors#does the character self-loathe and feel anguished by what others intended as an act of forgiveness and grace?#does the character know they need to change but sort of madly wish they could trade the unceasing exhausting improvement journey#for a flash bang of slate-clearing repentance so they donât have to *think* about it anymore?#is is a creeping horror as the character realizes no one is going to punish them because everyone else still thinks what they did was okay?#does the character have to live the rest of their life just feeling ever so slightly untrusted by everyone with no way to stop it?#sorry for leaving pretentious tags on tumblr dot com it will happen againÂ
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Funny how that works
I am so pleased at how many notes are some version of âI donât fear the science, I fear the corporations who control itâ because that is EXACTLY the attitude you should have. GMOs can save us. Monsanto will kill us.
what people fear about GMO- âtheyre gonna make frankencarrots that crave human flesh and cause diarrhea â what GMO actually is- âwe made rice crop that is both drought resistant and flood resistant which will prevent about 20% of major famine disasters, also it now makes vitamin A because vitamin A deficiency in poverty stricken areas is a major killer of kids as most vitamin A rich foods dont grow thereâ what people SHOULD be upset about- âi made all crops sterile so all farmers have to buy the seed from me in perpetuity and i will sue anyone who tries to go back to crops that produce their own seedâ
no lie i genuinely believe brands are so behind the pleather movement bc they can just buy cheap plastic sell it as expensive 'vegan leather' and be ready for you to return in a couple years to buy another 'vegan peeta approvedâą leather jacket' bc they last like 5 minutes compared to the way leather lasts decades all the while you can pat yourself and coorporate's back for being sutainable all the while pvc (what some fake leather products are made of) has been labeled the single most environmentally damaging type of plastic and while there are non pvc fake leathers such as pu leather... its not like thats much better producing plastic pollutes and the second your pleather clothes start to breakdown (which happens much faster than you think) theyll wound up on landfills for at least a 100 years...
also they love love LOVE to try and sell you "plant-based leather" that you then look at the details and it's "45% cactus" or whatever and there's no mention of what the rest of it is
it's plastic.
it's always plastic.
Let me tell you a story.
50 years ago or so a cow died. It died in a slaughterhouse after a life on a cattle ranch. It was butchered in a meat packing plant, and it's body was sent off to a grocery store where it then became an overdone steak or a dry hamburger or maybe dog food. It was the 70s and people had only recently realized that you could put food in things that were not jello. Cut them some slack.
But its skin went to a tannery. And that skin was processed in the hide and then leather. That leather was bought by a clothing company who made jackets out of it, long leather dusters for working men and ranchhands. Cowboy shit.
The dead cow that is now a leather jacket is not technically waterproof because if you stand out in the rain for 6 hours water will eventually work its way through the seams at the shoulders. But its pretty damn waterproof. It keeps off the rain and the snow and the dust and the mud and the brambles and it doesn't melt if it catches a spark. So 50 years ago a man bought one and he wore it pretty much until he died and his wife shoved it in a closet. Decades of use, from the deserts in the southwest to the arctic, because it turns out that cowboys are wildly adaptable.
Anyway, I pulled grandad's jacket out of the closet a while back and there is nothing wrong with that coat. It does have some distinctly non-modern vibes, but more importantly it is cool as hell and looks almost new. I have seen faux distressed leather that looks worse.
The cow is still dead. There will be another cow that dies tomorrow for the same reason. But there's no market for leather these days. Its skin won't be a garment that lasts 50 years. Its gonna rot in a pile with all the others. Someone will sell a "vintage" cowboycore Americana aesthetic dark academia plastic peice of shit that will be garbage in a year. And then they'll sell another one.
That cow, that became a leather coat?
It's probably also a saddle that another cowboy is still riding.
And several belts. Probably some wallets, several gloves, some riding tack.
Nobody who doesn't work with leather understands how much material you get from one cow. I have sides (like 1/4 of a cow) that I've been making things out of for years and there's still lots left in my materials stash.
Once that coat is too worn out to wear, there will still be lots of the leather that's still good. Someone who can't afford to buy hides will probably make smaller things from those pieces (that's how I started working with leather).
Even when every piece of that hide is completely unusable, it will decompose like it was originally going to, and shed no microplastic particles. A synthetic alternative lasts a fraction as long and sheds microplastics for its entire life.
You also can't use that synthetic leather for many of the things you'd use real leather for. It's not fire resistant, so welders can't use it to protect them from sparks. it doesn't have the tensile strength of real leather, so you can make equestrian tack out of it. It doesn't provide any abrasion resistance, so you can't make motorcycle leathers from it. It can't be used for protective equipment in sports like archery, because it would disintegrate under normal use.
Synthetic leather can only be used in place of real leather in fashion and upholstery applications, and it's not very good at either. It requires hundreds of times more material for the same applications due to its short lifespan, and it produces plastic pollution constantly.
There's literally no good argument for replacing real leather with synthetic alternatives. Even if you want to go the animal rights route, how many marine and aquatic ecosystems are you willing to sacrifice for the life of a few cows? Are you even saving cows, when we use them for so many other industries? Does a domesticated animal have more right to life than the wild species impacted by synthetic leather production?
In the long run, it's just not worth it.
I just remembered I was chatting with Joan for a while and she made this art piece with me in mind and it nearly made me cry
one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if youâve only ever exchanged a few words with themâmaybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you arenât there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when youâre there; someone loves you when youâre nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when youâre no longer in the picture, but youâve never left the frame.
bro are you okay you reblogged the post about being loved fifteen times again
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âBrooding person who only feels safe enough to let the mask slip around Sunshine personâ is alright, but we really do not see enough 'Sunshine person who only feels safe enough to let the mask slip around Brooding personâ.
*sweating, whole body shaking while I stare at a google doc* would he fucking say that????
you understand.
how to embrace change?
you pretend to be okay with it until the grief of it creeps up on you in a grocery shopping aisle & brings you to your knees