Just Random Things

My ramblings and things I don't want to forget about.

[beesleeps]

the wlw trifecta

[taiyochan]

Need GOOD cartoons with NICE LGBTQ+ representation?

Here I got some of my favorite. Highly recommend them, if you haven’t gave them a chance.

The Legend Of Korra

Steven Universe

Adventure Time

Yuri On Ice

Sailor Moon

Bojack Horseman

She-ra

Doukyuusei

Banana Fish

Asagao to kase-san

Only the best of the best, y'all deserve to watch something well made.

[televisiontelepath]

This post was triggered by something that @roachpatrol​ said over here about the expectation for girls to be sweet and clean and harmless:

Holy shit, if I was eight years younger and wandering into fandom for the first time, I can guarantee that the culture right now would’ve fucked me up and ground me down and taken away all my healthy outlets.

Picture: you are a girl at the tender young age of mumbledyteen. Up until this point you have been taught that all dark thoughts are literally hand-delivered into your head by the devil, and that the only correct method of dealing with negativity is to ignore them and pray harder. Concentrate on what is good and righteous and pure to the exclusion of all else, this is how you be a good person.

You are also a fully-functioning human being, one who can feel stressed or lonely or angry or any number of bad things. Mostly, with emotions that are still working themselves out, you feel this rumbling, white-hot white noise under everything, all the time. Sometimes it rolls in like a thunderstorm and everything else gets drowned out, and sometimes it’s only quietly muttering in the distance. Either way it’s always there, and the sound shreds uncomfortably at the inside of your brain.

When you were younger, before you were in charge of your own media consumption, your brain would shred up a myriad of saccharine stories to try and match the noise of the shredder in your head. Bad things happening, people getting hurt, characters trapped in unhealthy relationships of all kinds.

Fanfiction, the product of a hundred thousand other mumbledyteens whose brains are all screaming the same way, makes something in your brain go ping. 

Unfortunately, if the planet had ever been united on any single message, it was probably that no matter how you feel: 1) your feelings weren’t unique 2) they didn’t matter 3) they didn’t matter because they weren’t unique, they were shared among millions of hysterical, worthless teenaged girls just like you.

Fandom was confirmation of the first, but (with some hiccups along the way) outright rejection of the last two. Fuck you, our feelings do matter, and this is a story just for us.

A disclaimer: these aren’t good stories, otherwise they wouldn’t have to be defended. Their flavor of topic is not within societally acceptable bounds. Fictional characters have sex and get tortured and raped and abused, but their screaming harmonizes with the pitch of the shredder when it’s burrowing deepest.

As a teenager I never thought that my feelings were important enough to deal with, but these stories let me look at them sideways. Audience catharsis is the whole point of tragedy, after all.

And hell, these days I’m a happy, healthy adult who barely even has the urge to go looking for whump fic when I’ve had a bad week. I’m not going to forget just how much bad stuff that fic helped me air out, though, not ever. (Not to mention that thanks to all of those abuse!fics, I can recognize an unhealthy relationship at 500 paces, even if the fictional abuse was depicted as something loving and romantic. Abusers in real life don’t go around with helpful warning tags on their sleeves anyway.)

But holy shit, can you imagine if I’d found fandom as it is today.

Yes, your church is right, your family is right. Horrible things in stories are only there because they were written by horrible people, and they’re only popular because horrible people read them. The very concepts they address corrupt everything they touch.

That shredder in your head, the one that takes innocent cartoons but then shits out sadness and mayhem? That’s disgusting, you’re disgusting. How dare you think about minors having underaged sex, you minor? How dare you consider another person getting hurt? Your feelings don’t matter, they aren’t unique, they’re shared with all kinds of worthless shitbags just like you.

Every ounce of what you read and write and enjoy is going to be weighed for sin and tested for purity. You know, just like the rest of your life, except this time there’s no deity who’s handing out second chances.

Maybe that’s what bothers me most about all of this. It’s the same petty fandom bullshit as always, but “you’re wrong for liking a ship because IT WILL NEVER BE CANON” is a hell of a lot easier to laugh off when you’re young than “you’re wrong for liking a ship because YOU’RE AN ABUSIVE PEDOPHILE AND IF SOMETHING BAD HAPPENS IT’S YOUR FAULT FOR PERPETUATING IT.”

My fault, my bad thoughts, no outlet for any of them. The message to repress all the bad things so I can look like a good person, but my brain is so full of unprocessed shit that it’s solidified. Nobody actually saved any real children, but my brain sure is getting a second dose of fucked-up.

Are the people getting attacked going to be okay, will they be able to go and address their braingremlins somewhere else? I’d also ask if the people doing the attacking are okay, with all of the denial and repression they must deal with, but it seems like they’ve got venting pretty well handled by taking it out on strangers. 

Hey, c’mon, calm down friends. I bet I’ve read a story that’s got a character screaming at just the same pitch you are.

It helps to read one of those and harmonize your voices, I promise.

[roachpatrol]

holy shit, dude, this is powerful. i’ll delete this reblog if you don’t want the extra attention, but thank you for your thoughts.  

[lynati]

Somebody found the words. Even just *witnessing* the shit going on in the world around you can be hard to process. Having someone show you a road that someone suffered on BUT SURVIVED and kept walking can be massively helpful. Hell, learning how to process when someone *doesn’t* survive a trauma is valuable. 

[plutoire-likes-books-blog]

It's the kind of pain you feel when you think no one is looking.

Like the pain you feel when you see people with friends

Or better yet lovers

Like the pain you feel trapped in a city

too big to call home

Like the pain you feel longing for place

Yet unknown

Like the pain that maybe all you need is affection

But there is no one who can provide any

Like looking at yourself and knowing you can't fix the gaping hole in your heart

But most of all the pain you feel when you think you will never be good enough.

People think loving yourself is easy

When it's the hardest thing you will do

Because it's painful and tiring

And there are days when you want to end it all

But you also made a promise

And it is hard to keep it

Who knew keeping a promise with yourself was harder than keeping it with someone else

Lying is easy and it is also kind

Sometimes all you need is good lie

so that you keep moving forward

It becomes to much at one point obviously

That's why you write a poem at 1.37 in the morning.

[plutoire-likes-books-blog]

Are you you?

Books make me think. 

Are what we are really, truly us or the amalgamation of everything we see,hear,read? 

How much of all the knowledge that we acquire shape us?

I mean, I might have read or heard the same words that come out from my mouth and I think it's what's original. What makes me.  But is it really that? Am I original or the things left over in my subconsciousness when I forget the original author.

[writing-prompt-s]

A dating service where matching is based on people’s search history exists. You’re a serial killer. You go on a date with a writer.

[endreams-s]

Serial Killer: metaphorically, if you were to kill someone, how would you do it?

Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.

Serial Killer who is obviously in love already: *sucks in a breath* ok

[honeypressed]

Writer: how long would it take to die if you were to potentially stab someone in the guts

Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes

Writer, already bringing a ring out: *shaking* thanks

[moonreflectioninthefragglepond]

A++ addition

[tetsuskitten]

Writer: *shows the serial killer the murder scene they’re writing* babe, i’m not sure if this would actually work?

Serial killer: *kisses writer on the forehead and leaves, comes back later, a suspicious scent of blood coming off them* it works baby, you’re doing great

[tigerliliesandcherryblossoms]

I LOVE THIS

[vmohlere]

Oh no, murder comedy is my jam

[laziestofthedreamers]

I love this, I love all of this, but quick question, does the author know? Like are they aware that their significant other is a serial killer or do they just think that they have a morbid sense of humor? It’d be even funnier if the author had no fucking clue, like how Aurthur Conan Doyle was apparently stupidly gullible, and on top of it they’re a horror or crime novelist. Like the serial killer works at a butcher shop or something so it’s completely normal for them to come home smelling like blood, no murders going on here, no sirey. Just my darling coming back home from a long day at work.

Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.

So you get this dynamic of the serial killer mining the author for creative murder schemes, the author being lovingly encouraged by the serial killer, and finally the detective who is just so sure that the author is the killer and that if he sticks it out long enough he’ll FINALLY have proof.

[pamgkrthwrites]

Plot twist, The serial killer and detective use to go out so it gets sub what personal. 

“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”

Serial killer breaths in. “Look-”

[ladyhavilliard]

…perfect

[peachynxmjxxn]

So I really love reading long fics with great plot lines and so I already read House of Cards, A Gilded World, and the Songbird and the Sea(which were amazing!) I was wondering if you have any fics(long or short) that are more or less on the same level of awesome as these(any ship is fine!) Thanks!

this ask was literally sent in, like, a month ago! idk if you’re still waiting, anon, but i’m really sorry! i’ve been super busy and i only got to check my tumblr today.

i’ve recommended these before, but i’ll do it againnn. these, in my opinion, have great plot lines! 

some of these aren’t multi-chaptered, but they’re quite long for a one-shot :)

[E, yoonseok] Another Time by jawsbar (single-parent!hoseok)

[M, yoonmin] Only breathing by Sharleena (prostitute!jimin)

[E, yoonmin] trying to behave (but you know that we never learned how) by christmasyoongi (this is a well known one, but i’ll put it here anyway!)

[T, yoonmin] not crying on a sunday by abucketofchicken

[T, vminkook] to the moon and back by kaythebest (supernatural)

[M, jikook] dark water by baekhyun (magical realism)

[M, jikook] Riptide by peppermint_wind

[NR, namjin, ongoing] Stranded (But We’re Doing Fine) by PrettyBoyKiller (stuck in a video game au)

[M, minjoon] when insanity hits by taebak (apocalypse)

[E, vkook] refrigerator humming, chewing gum and instant karma by locks (gangsters au)

[peachynxmjxxn]

WHAT ARE YOUR OTHER NAMJIN FIC RECS OMG

ah yes hello

they’re all sO GOOD AND YOU’VE PROBABLY READ MOST OF THEM but they’re great so i’ll just be putting them down there!

[M] A Sociolinguistic Analysis of Epenthesis in Academic Convergence by bazooka

[T] you have 1 new message by bazooka queen really has to stop slaying me

[M] Safe and Sound by bazooka OH NO

[T] Put All the Ingredients on the Table by Chlexcer

Keep reading

[enfp-and-intj]

Texting vs Calling for INTJ

Texting

• More time to construct sentences.

• Doesn’t need to be present (can reply later).

• Doesn’t require 100% concentration (won’t miss what people say since messages can be referred back anytime).

• Doesn’t need to control the tone of voice as to not offend the other party (we’d prefer sounding monotonous though).

• Doesn’t need to control body language as to not offend the other party (can lie down/slouch/sit still).

• Can leave offline messages anytime.

• Extra: obviously doesn’t require us using our voice.

Overall mental energy used for texting: 30%

Calling

• Needs to be present at all times or else will miss what the person says.

• Cannot zone out to think - if it happens accidentally the other party will point out and asks if you’re okay - having to explain you’re okay while not be interrupted by your processing thoughts at the moment.

• Has to control tone of voice or else the other person is offended - fake emotions projected onto face so the tone sounds realistic - is annoyed by having to fake things just to take care of other people’s feelings.

• Awkward pauses to construct sentences so they’d sound exactly how they want the meaning to be conveyed - is annoyed that this has to be done quickly as opposed to texting.

• If earphones or headphones are involved, be prepared to take them with you if you happen to move somewhere else - if forget, ears are pulled annoyingly to the laptop/phone.

• Having to notify the other party that you’ll be away for a bit before being away for a bit - actually, everything has to be notified because the other party will comment on any sounds they hear.

• Harder way to construct a proper goodbye without offending the other party rather than just say, “gtg”.

Overall mental energy used for calling: 98%

How to help decrease the mental energy for calling

1. No phone calls right in the morning after the INTJ has just woken up (-5%).

2. No surprise phone calls (-5%).

3. Make sure the INTJ isn’t busy doing something else (-10%).

4. Make sure the INTJ has taken care of their basic needs before the phone call is initiated (-10%).

5. Less of “Are you okay?” and “What’s wrong?” (-10%).

6. Ask if they want to text instead (-30%).

Don’t get us wrong

1. Phone calls are the best when deep talks are involved.

2. We don’t hate you. We’re just grumpy from all the energy used to talk and take care of your feelings.

3. We want you to be happy too.

4. If we complain about how tiring TALKING is, we only want to be empathized and to be told to take care of ourselves. Not you taking it personally and be hurt. :(

5. If we answer your phone calls a lot, and stay for over 10 minutes, we really really like talking to you! That doesn’t mean we can’t get drained from it, though.

Thank you for reading and understanding us.

[intjgirls]

I can hit the reblog button for a hundred times

[deactivated-1509]

BEING AN INTJ: Expectation vs Reality

(Like usual, does not apply to all INTJs)

EXPECTATION:

Evil mastermind.

Good at absolutely everything.

284826 IQ.

Cold and impersonal.

“What are feelings? Never head of them.”

Lone wolf.

REALITY:

Being so lost in thought that the world fades into the background.

Having emotions, but not really knowing how to express them without it feeling silly.

Either feeling like you can solve ALL THE MYSTERIES OF THE UNIVERSE or not do anything at all.

Having HUGE epiphanies at the absolute RANDOMEST moments.

Wanting to talk about something you’re passionate about SO BAD but not having anyone who to talk about it with.

Showers/baths = undisturbed thinking time.

Not being able to sleep because your brain never shuts down.

When someone calls you without warning first and you have that a huge mental debate between picking up the call or letting it ring (and usually deciding to let it ring.)

Being so disconnected to your surroundings sometimes that you forget who you are, where you are, and why you’re there.

When you just know something. You don’t know how or why you know it, but you just do.

Sometimes your intuition tells you that someone is sketchy, but no one else sees it.

When someone says something SO stupid and SO ignorant you don’t know what to do other than stare at them, speechless.

Speaking fluent sarcasm.

Finding a weird comfort in following a schedule.

Looking at someone who is of an xxFx type and wondering, “How do they let their emotions control them so much?”

When there’s a thing that needs to be done, but people keep trying to interrupt you.

And, lastly:

Sitting alone somewhere comfortable, drinking tea/coffee, reading a book, and just feeling at peace.

[intj-and-infp]

+ Looking up at the stars and feeling at peace, because you can just imagine yourself among them. It’s so quiet and peaceful up there.

[thursdays-at-the-coffeeshop]

There’s something magical and downright peaceful about rainy days and the moments leading up to them. My heart gallops at the sight of thick grey clouds gently being pulled along the white sky like little fingers stretching pieces of off-white cotton candy. I love the way everything slows down and quiets for a moment as the peaceful white noise of the rain softens the normal perception of the world outside. And I find happiness in the the way the water drops from the greenery with grace, and the way the sky rumbles with intensity. I’ll never tire of rain and everything that comes with it.

[bts-ao3]

any namjin?

iconic™, Must Read namjin fics:everything by bazooka, in particular: you have 1 new message, Beta Tau Sigma, A Sociolinguistic Analysis of Epenthesis in Academic Convergence, A Wonderful InstitutionCreating a Home series by CheekyBrunetteOh, How The Might Fall (in love) by Madd4the24if you were a flower (i’d pick you) by jincessa sugar coated pill and a pick me up by whomstisthis

more cute fics:Saturdays Are for the Boys by MntsnflrsWho Would Be Born Must First Destroy a World by metastaciaLaw of the Jungle by MmeIrenebefore things come together by brightlightRunning the Moon by bambambams

[magicallyemily]

Before February ends, a miracle is going to happen

[curlsandstems]

I receive it.

[fuckthisbloganditscurses]

Happiness Will Come To You.

[12goblins]

when tho

[fuckthisbloganditscurses]

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

[wizardshark]

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

[zigxortega]

[zac--efren]

I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.

[nadaboodraws]

“Oh?”

A hidden file that I found in my stack.

(twitter for better quality gif)

[nymre]

One of my fav zutara arts /o/ hehe *re-upload*

[Commission me!]

[tiergan-vashir]

Anti-trans activists caused a transgender children’s charity - Mermaids - to have part of it’s lottery funding suspended.  In response, Youtuber HBomberGuy decided to do a non-stop playthrough of Donkey King 64 until getting to 101% completion while donating any money raised to Mermaids.

Highlights: John Romero jumped on the stream and shouted “TRANS RIGHTS” which caused donations to go wild.

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Cher retweeted the stream. AOC seems to have joined the Discord for the stream.

AOC TALKED ON DISCORD IN THE STREAM. She was amazing and so eloquent.

“fuck terfs gang” getting spammed in chat is cleansing my pores.

Further Update: Neil Gaiman retweeted. Also, they reached $222,222 while HBomberGuy was taking a #2.

[tiergan-vashir]

Another Update: Matt Mercer retweeted. The chat also just helped pay for a disabled trans person’s wheelchair enough that they could basically buy two wheelchairs.

[aniki-kamina]

Hidetaka Swery just boosted the stream

[2345678ueryg9fv7rehufwvurfeg]

this is literally the best thing to happen in video game history im in tears

[itched]

they just hit 300k everybody