Gonna try to stay away from the fandom for a bit because I know how some of y'all are going to react and I don't have the energy for that

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Gonna try to stay away from the fandom for a bit because I know how some of y'all are going to react and I don't have the energy for that
It's 5 in the morning and I have yet to get a wink of sleep. We're seeing the movie at 12 pm. I swear to Caine if I fall asleep
About a month into one online college class and I'm consistently fucking up. I have little idea of what I'm doing, am feeling frustrated and embarrassed, and not sure how to ask for help.
things in fic I'm used to people kind of faking their way through writing about:
the city of los angeles
the city of new york
sex
how drinking alcohol works
how getting high works
how a child of any age speaks
how nuclear physics work
how [my job] works
how debilitating being shot in the shoulder is
how hypothermia works
things I have never before seen someone fake their way through writing about, until today:
what french toast is
read through the notes on this one trust me
Here's some of the notes, starting with the things multiple people brought up:
SHRIMP COCKTAIL:
banahbanah: #flashback to that one fic where Peter Parker frets about drinking shrimp cocktail because of the alcohol
generaldeliciousness: adding: what a prawn/shrimp cocktail is
#why is your character turning it down because they're under 21 #do you think prawn cocktail is a cocktail #this lives in my brain rent-free constantly #the rest of the fic was so normal #and good enough that i'll still re-read it #but bro
And then many, MANY, people wondering if this was actually authour mistake, since Peter really would do this!
POMEGRANATES:
zhajhassa: #haha where's that post that was like someone describing someone eating a pomegranate but they ate it like an apple
thornhands: #once someone wrote persephone biting into a whole Pomegranate #had to stop and stare at a wall for a minute
sungsingsanguine: I once saw someone very confidently write about a character eating slices of pomegranate.
FRUIT TREES:
zagreuses-toast: #given a very endearing glimpse into a writers blindspots by seeing them describe someone sitting under a ''pineapple tree''
salatrash: I remember something about picking watermelons... OF A FUCKING TREE
baander: #cranberry trees
DOUGH/BATTER:
maycelium: #I'm a chef so I'm really used to people not accurately describing how to cook food #But I was surprisingly flabbergasted when someone was writing making a cake and was kneading it. Which uh #Not necessary for cake. It was interesting for sure but just bizarre
livebloggingmydescentintomadness: #the one that drove me nuts was when a character set aside a batch of PASTA DOUGH 'to rise' #pasta doesn't have yeast!! #it does need to REST but it will never RISE #you do not want an airy crumb on your noodles
lovesodeepandwideandwell: #THE ONE WHERE THEY MADE COOKIES BY LADLING BATTER INTO A TRAY
Some other topics:
people should be allowed to have low ambition, and also be able to feed a family on the salary of a cashier at a convenience store.
My very first job was at Taco Bell, and most of us working there were horrible young adults with horrible young adult problems, but one of my coworkers was a woman in (I think) her 50s.
And us horrid young adults would ask her why she still worked at Taco Bell, because it was starter job and who would want to stay there forever? Her response?
“I make enough money to make sure I always have roses in my bedroom.”
This answer changed me as a person. It changed the way I thought about what makes someone successful, and made me step back and realize that I was so caught up in what I thought success and happiness should mean that I didn’t know what I wanted them to mean.
Which is to say that sometimes ambition is making enough money to keep fresh roses in your bedroom, and you should be able to do that working at Taco Bell.
When I was a student in college, I worked with a 40 year old single mom (who had a teenage son) at Subway (Make sandwiches). And she would always ask me if I think she can get her GED and pass it (she needed someone to believe in her) . I never thought too much about it back then, but I always told her she could do it. I don’t know where she is now, but I hope she created a beautiful life for herself. She had a beautiful soul. Even to this day, I still remember her.
I also worked with a 40 year old woman when I was a student worker at school who was working on her education degree and she would always ask me to tutor her in math (I sucked at math too 😭).
There was an old friend, who decided to go back to school after doing culinary school. He would always ask me if I think he can finish his degree in Spanish and history. To this old friend, I hope you completed it and is living the life of your dreams. I hope you health is good too.
I don’t know why, but people I know tend to ask me for reassurance when it comes to academics. I think they “perceive” me as smart and confident.
They just don’t know the nerves and chaos that is going on inside my mind. And also I’m a type of a person, once I set my mind to something, I like to execute it. Go big or go home. I don’t like half-hearted endeavors.
And yes, I was a bit of an overachiever in school. But the competition was always fierce for me, I was surrounded by peers who were way above and beyond (hated them). I was never naturally smart like my peers, I just worked really hard and had a good gauge of my limits. So I worked hard on things I knew was I really good at it “failed well” on the things I sucked at. This is how I survived….
My life was always marked by trial and errors, but I always believe failure is the best teacher.
Too me, success is resilience and peace with my choices. It does not depend on what this world thinks of me.
And I admire the woman who is satisfied with working at Taco Bell to keep fresh roses in their bedroom. Also, I love Taco Bell 🛎️, especially their Mountain Dew Baja Blast! 💥
I’d rather be surrounded by humble souls than the elites of this world.
Also, in the end; none of your achievements, your power, your status, influence will matter.
Everything fades.
Little signs you are healing (even if it doesn’t feel like it):
You pause before reacting, even if it’s just for a second.
You notice your thoughts instead of immediately believing all of them.
You have moments, small, quiet ones where things feel a little lighter, even if they don’t last long.
You are starting to recognize what hurts you, even if you don’t know how to fix it yet.
You come back to yourself a little faster than you used to.
You let yourself rest sometimes, without as much guilt.
You are more aware of what you need, even if you struggle to give it to yourself.
You are trying. Even on the days where it feels like you are failing, you are still here, still moving through it.
You have days that feel okay, and instead of them feeling impossible, they feel… real, even if unfamiliar.
You are learning that not every thought deserves your attention.
You are still hurting sometimes, but it doesn’t feel exactly the same as before.
Healing doesn’t always look like big changes.
Sometimes it looks like this, small shifts, quiet awareness, softer moments that come and go.
And even if it doesn’t feel like progress, it is.
You are not stuck in the exact same place you were before.
Something in you is changing.
Even if it’s slow. Even if it’s subtle.
It still counts.
I need a polite way to email multiple people in a business environment that says, "Are you having an AI chat write your email replies? Because these are incoherent sentences and if it's a chatbot, I need you to stop."
I'm not trying to accuse anyone of communicating like an angry toddler with zero sense of object permanence, but I have received an awful lot of communications which ask for help with "it" while not specifying what "it" is, or asking me to send something while telling me they have it in the same sentence.
some mixed signals
I have a growing desire to return emails like teacher feedback on an assignment
"Thesis unclear and supporting arguments contradict leaving reader confused."
and in one particularly memorable and annoying case "You email lacks even one complete sentence or verb. Your audience is forced to wildly speculate what you are asking or proposing."
Has anyone seen the giraffe lamp at ikea
Hes allowed on the table
Were watching sumo together
Here imea giraffe lamp, it's your turn on the donkey kong
most inspired i have felt in weeks
emoji kitchen is lowkey beautiful guys…
am I doing this right
i admit i am getting wary whenever people vaguepost about a fandom being 'full of drama' because a lot of people seem to use 'drama' as a synonym for like. discussions of bigotry and bias in media. which is so very much not the same thing and it hurts my head to see it conflated with shipping wars and headcanon discourse.
"everyone should get more aromantic" can appeal to tumblr's sensibilities but I genuinely think everyone should also get more asexual. I don't mean everyone stop having sex, what I mean is
Sex is not essential. You can live without it. Full stop.
Not having sex isn't shameful or a sign of failure. It also doesn't make anyone boring.
You are not entitled to having sex with anybody and nobody is entitled to having sex with you.
Sex is not what makes someone an adult.
Nobody's worth is defined by how much sex they have or don't have.
Sex is not equally important to everyone.
You can have fulfilling and happy relationships without sex.
You should only have sex on your own terms, not because you feel like you owe it to someone, or because you feel like you'd be incomplete without it.
Know your boundaries around sex and be firm about them. Know how to respect other people's boundaries.
The previous point also applies when it comes to discussing sex. If someone doesn't wanna talk about it or hear about it you have to back down.
Anything can be sexual but not everything has to be sexual.
THEYRE TAKING KIPO OFF OF NTFLX TOO NOOOOO
i'll be honest. If you can't deal with someone wording things badly then you aren't going to be an ally to autistic people or indeed anyone with a developmental disability, intellectual disability, or disability that impacts language.
also you are never going to be safe for people for whom english is their second language. if someone clarifies their meaning and apologises and you can't accept that over the original wording then don't bother pretending to be autism friendly.
and like part of my autism is that i become convinced that the way i interpret words is the way that they're meant. my autism is disabling to my communication abilities. i have poor emotional regulation, i jump to conclusions. a lot of my reactions are informed by prior negative experiences. i can and probably have been overly defensive in the past.
and i've been misinterpreted so much and had my words picked over and mocked for saying the wrong things and mocked for being unable to say anything at all and it always feels devastating. it's ironic that the same disability that has me treated poorly would have me react poorly to a similar situation, but that's just how it is.
so i'm not saying you can perfectly manage all your reactions just by trying hard enough. especially considering how much disability affects these things. but i do think if you are completely unwilling to give autistic and other DD/ID people leeway for how they word things or understand that they have a disability that impacts their communication and give us grace then you aren't a disability advocate.
Every time the monthly "discourse" roles around as to whether consuming audio books counts as reading, I cannot help but think of the Odyssey, of the Iliad, of the Shakespearean plays. Works of art that have become solidified within Western Canon as some of the greatest pieces of literature we have. And all of them were mean to be heard, to be watched. Were crafted for it.
The Iliad and the Odyssey were meant to be listened to from the mouth of a bard, a lyre in his hand and a song on his tongue, as the smoke from the fires drowned out the rest of the world, the honey words transporting the audience into the story.
Shakespeare was meant to be watched. The actors bent over themselves, emotion pouring down their faces as the audience bumped shoulders with each other, breath held for the next act.
I love the written word, do not get that wrong. But we owe the written word to the oral tradition. To the bards and poets who passed down story after story, who kept them alive to the point where they could be written down and preserved. We owe it to performance. To the energy of the theater that found the plays that sparked electric in the peoples hearts, to the point of ensuring they would be around for generations to come.
Why disparage the performance of a story, when it might just be the most human thing we have? Why act like it is an inferior art form? I adore reading, but I also know that my favorite pieces of literature were meant to be heard.
I hate the videoification of everything. If I have to hear one more video of someone speaking closely into their shitty mic and I have to have all their yucky wet mouth noises and plosives and nose whistles and throat clearings and sniffles I am going to dig a vertical hole the exact dimensions of my body and I’m going to slither in head first
as someone with misophonia, the widespread popularization of asmr audio editing + people that are being pushed to make video content with no formal training and have no idea how to edit their audio (ex college professors, average joe tiktokers, etc) is literally my nightmare scenario. this is hell I am in hell
this is actually the last straw for me I need to start sending people emails
Give me less "being kind requires zero effort" and more "being kind is worth the effort it takes."