This Isn’t Tim Burton’s Wonderland

Hello, I go by Nidiot or Nid. 32+ she/they pansexual demiromantic. I post/reblog random text posts that interest me, bands/music, animals, food, some R18 things (that will be tagged as such if I remember), that weaboo shit, and anything else I like. Minors pls DNI with me. I am a gremlin and have no time for your shit. And yes, I have bills I pay and a job. Does that stop me from being fandom trash that likes problematic content?? NO! Pls enjoy my trash heap. Known as “Mama Nidiot” @theotakulifechoseme. If you wanna ask me anything, then feel free to do so.

[lost-in-horrorland]

Figured I’d do an intro thing cause I’m seeing new followers and some of them are sus...

Y’all can call me Nidiot or Nid. I go by Mama Nidiot on my side blog @theotakulifechoseme ’cause I’m the main mod. Also, I write shit over there, so check it out, maybe?

I mainly post my fanfics on AO3 under the username AmericanNidiot.

No, the username is NOT a Green Day reference. I legit forgot they existed when I came up with the username. It is actually a very roundabout reference to HIM/Ville Valo from an old YouTube video where he and Bam were drunk and one of them slurred idiot into nidiot, and I just happen to be American; hence AmericanNidiot.

Born in 1994, so for the love of FUCK, MINORS, DNI WITH ME!!! I AM OLD ENOUGH TO BE MOST OF Y’ALL’S MOM!

Meaning I've turned 32 in the year of 2026

I’m on the spectrum, so if I don’t get something or my tone comes across the wrong way, please let me know.

Cis Female, but idc if you use they/them pronouns with me on top of she/her.

I have a normal job, and I pay bills and file my taxes. Don’t try and come at me with that weird ass own if you happen to see something on my blog that you disagree with; ESPECIALLY if it is about FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

I like certain problematic themes in fics, just deal with it. I’m not condoning it IRL, but fiction is a different story.

Don’t tell me how to run my blog unless it is to politely ask me to tag something ’cause it’s on your block list. I apologize for that, and I’ll keep it in mind, especially if we’re moots.

I’m Queer and Weird.

If you made it this far, maybe follow me on Twitch? I mainly play story-driven games, with the occasional IRL stream. You can find me under the name of AmericanNidiot on Twitch and YouTube.

Speaking of, I take small audio commissions for alerts and the like in an UwU/Little voice if you’re interested.

Might edit this with other crap later.

[inkskinned]

Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

I’m not worth the cost of a watch.

[inkskinned]

i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.

we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”

— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times

[owlmylove]

after YEARS of seeing this quote online and finding it to be the most deeply and resoundingly profound writing i finally found the source article and absolutely nothing could prepare me for this opening paragraph

[bi-icon]

Okay but the whole article is really interesting and also contains this quote which I’ve never heard before but really like:

“Anyone worth knowing is inevitably also going to be exasperating”

[pupangelremade-deactivated20211]

[bestiarum]

[theawkwardqueerturtle]

this is the one meme that manages to age like a fine wine

[digitaldiscipline]

This is the 85 year old creator of Roger Rabbit:

[ruriihime]

#casually getting war-flashbacks to FMA:B ep 4

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Being an adult will have you unironically craving a vegetable

[misscrazyfangirl321]

Being an adult will have you unironically sad about a parasite outbreak in fresh vegetables.

[rockshitty]

Yearning for what you can never have is beginner level. Real yearners know the good shit is what you could freely have if you allowed yourself to, but never will.

[eonblueinmay]

[flipchild]

[absolutejamer]

“Abusement park”? My friend we have a word for that it’s called “capitalism”

[flipchild]

Damnn 💯

[betofuuu]

Yugiboy

[zekedms]

I'm so old i remember when people liked using Windows

[poupon]

That's because they stuck these bad boys to them

[zekedms]

Oh wow, that IS better.

[cutecipher]

"yup let me just assemble my sandwich on the ground and eat it let me eat my dirty sandwich with dirt on it from the ground before my dog eats my ground sandwich"

[cutecipher]

#dirtworld

[cutecipher]

oh well if its only 10%

[existennialmemes]

Not to sound like a decrepit, rambling corpse about it, but back in my day Word used to be a pre installed program that came with your computer, if you were running Windows.

No subscription. Just program.

On your computer. You got to use it forever and ever and never had to worry about it going away.

Because it was physically on your computer. As a program. That you actually owned. Not because you got it separately, but because it was a standard inclusion with your computer.

I'm sorry but I'll just never get over it. I remember when companies cared about their products being usable out of the box. I remember when our things belonged to us.

Old man shaking fist at cloud, wherein the cloud is the background of the Windows 98 logo.

[daemon-siblings]

17 chapters later:

[andallshallbewell]

[stacyyclausen]

DAEMONS OF THE SHADOW REALM, Chapter 8: “Loyalty and Hostility” (By Hiromu Arakawa) // Season 1, Episode 6: “The Kagemori Clan and the Unknown Assailants” (animated by Studio Bones)

[aizushii]

When two siblings meet. I love Asa so frinky dinky much <3