Do You Ever Hear The Intro Theme To A Video Game And You Get Really Emotional And Your Heart Feels Really

A professor gave us an extra credit option: take a picture of yourself outside, doing something that you would not usually do. We were told not to take it too seriously. Here is my entry:

I maintain that sticking my head in the mailbox is not something I do on a regular basis.

if I see one more post complaining about teenagers ruining fandom im going to yell. like you never did cringy shit as a kid. like you don’t do cringy shit now. who cares. don’t harass people. kids should also not harass people. nobody should be harassing anybody, especially over fandom. y’all go to your separate corners and bitch and moan about the people you don’t like but keep it in your corner

either the kids will grow up and mature like every other generation in the history of humanity, or the kids will grow up and not mature and they will be like you. either way, you don’t have a leg to stand on

You have indeed felt a great loss, but love is a form of energy, and it swirls all around us. Their love for you has not left this world. It is still inside of your heart, and is reborn in the form of new love.

What is your dad’s weird hyperfixation??? They all have one

we need shows to go back to 22 episode seasons just so they can get filler episodes in again. sometimes you just need episodes like that as a breather, where not everything is life and death and idk they just play baseball

take this mando fandom discourse quiz

I feel like there is this mentality that people arent allowed to miss content they used to love when it turns out that the person making it was shitty and that...isn't good imo.

Like when Bon Appetit and Harry Potter had their big(and justified) cancel this year a lot of people were saying stuff like "I always knew it was bad" or "lol I can't believe people actually liked this crap anyway" or some other variation of "I was woke enough to realise this media was problematic before it was cool and now I'm gonna make fun of those who didn't" and not only does that read as performative as HELL(social justice has very much become a clout game) it also ignores the fact that we live in a deeply shit ass society and it's okay to be upset when something that made your life worth living gets ruined for you.

Maybe you weren't on twitter or didn't get the memo about Rowling or missed the dog whistles and now you have to grapple with something that brought you joy being vilified while the narrative around the discourse is full of people calling you terrible for liking it in the first place(I see you people who make jokes about adults caring about their Hogwarts houses and I am not impressed). Maybe BA was just something you switched on for a quick laugh and you were too tired to be on guard for the signs of problems. Maybe you didn't know what copoganda was or never had all the different antisemitic dogwhistles explained to you or were too happy with representation to think too hard about it's effects. That's okay. No one is perfect. Every day there are 10,000 people just finding out about something everyone else knew, statistically you're gonna end up in that group at some point. Do not shame yourself for not being versed in every type of issue from the start.

And when you do learn It's perfectly okay to mourn the media that helped you get through another day in this hellscape of a society. Really, it's natural to be upset.

Cuz I think we've all been there(and if havent your lying) and this purity culture idea that the only way to be truly woke is to have never liked the Bad thing in the first place and then openly tear it to shreds as soon as doing so will get you clout is so flawed and unrealistic.

I mean, for example, my freshman year of highschool was rough. I had just moved across the country away from my whole family and had no friends and was living in a studio apartment with my drug addicted neglectful dad and ngl, I probably wouldnt have survived if I didn't have Hetalia. I know now that it's problematic as hell and I do occasionally wish I had seen the issues sooner but I was also an emotionally abused lonely 15 year old and to this day I can't get on the hate bandwagon because any time I do see the mocking I think of that terrified teenager just trying to get though another lonely day with only US/UK fanfiction to look forward to and I just can't hate the thing that helped her survive.

And so if Harry Potter or BA or Voltron or whatever other problematic thing was your lifeline it's okay to be upset that it was yanked away from you by bigoted creators and racist corporations and bad writing. It's okay to mourn that thing, to miss the joy it brought you, to think back on the good memories you had of it, to not want to jump on the hate bandwagon, to be upset when people mock the people like you who cared about it.

Do not be ashamed of the life-raft that got you through the storm. Be critical, do not let it's problems alter your perception of reality, and cast it aside if it comes to that, but do not be ashamed to have needed it, and do not feel bad for mourning it's absence.

And if you're on the other side, if you see someone who is sad that a thing was ruined for them, maybe consider that they don't have malicious intent, that their ignorance was not on purpose, that maybe that thing was the only thing keeping them going. Consider how you'd feel if you had your lifeline snatched away from you, and maybe direct your hate elsewhere. Attacking random people who loved Harry Potter isn't gonna change the world anyway, trust me there are better ways you could spend your time.

Rockman: What if mayonnaise came in cans?

Netto: Well, that would suck, because you can't microwave metal

Meiru: Good morning to everyone except these two people

just to be clear, the fact that music was nominated for a golden globe is absolutely disgusting. every single (adult) involved in that gross, ableist movie should be sickened by themselves.

for those of you who don’t know, music (2021) is a movie being directed by sia about a nonverable autistic girl. not only does it not include any actually autistic people in the movie itself but it also only took advice from autism speaks which is looked at as a hate group by the majority of the autistic community. leaked scenes have also shown the movie glorifying prone restraints which are incredibly dangerous and have resulted in major injuries and even death to disabled people as recently as last year.

autistic people just like me have been incredibly outspoken about how harmful this movie is but the allistic have been mostly silent. we are already seeing reviews calling this movie ‘inspiring’ and important’ and it’s absolutely horrific! we need your help calling this out. please stand with us and call out this disgusting display of disrespect to autistic folks.

💛 - your local actually autistic pal

p.s. please, please reblog if you aren’t autistic.

Ooh, I see fever prompts! Sickfics are my jam because I always think of the times I got sick and I know how it feels to have high fevers (seriously, they suck) and sore throats among other things, so the sympathy runs high, I love seeing the hurt/comfort that can come out of them, and I’m just rambling now!

Prompt: “ let me feel your forehead. ” with, once again, anyone you feel like writing for because I love them all? Thanks in advance! ❤️

of course!! thank you for the prompt!! // from these prompts 

Obi-Wan had a feeling something was wrong with Anakin, but it was difficult to actually catch him when he seemed so intent on being anywhere Obi-Wan wasn’t.

But now Obi-Wan heard the clatter of too many things falling, followed by a series of mumbled apologies, and Obi-Wan knew that this was the time to finally corner his former apprentice. Anakin could argue with him later.

Obi-Wan walked forward, finding Anakin clumsily shoving tools back into drawers. They weren’t even going in the right places, and while Obi-Wan knew that Anakin was never one to be completely organized, he knew that Anakin at least attempted to keep at least similar tools in the same place—now, Anakin just dumped everything into a single drawer.

“You’re going to regret that later,” Obi-Wan commented.

Anakin turned around—well, almost turned around. More of the tools went scattering back to the ground.

“Great,” Anakin muttered. He got down on his knees, started picking them off the ground.

Obi-Wan knelt down next to Anakin, ignoring how Anakin scooted backwards.

That didn’t matter too much—Obi-Wan still caught the slight flush in Anakin’s cheeks, the thin sheen of sweat on his face. The slightest tremble in his hands.

Together, they put the tools back in the drawers. When Anakin wasn’t looking, Obi-Wan shifted some of them into places he knew Anakin would have usually put them.

They were almost finished when Anakin suddenly staggered, one hand on top of the drawers to steady himself. He was breathing hard, but when Obi-Wan turned to him, Anakin was already pushing himself away.

“Anakin,” Obi-Wan said quietly. “You should get some rest.”

“I’m fine,” Anakin said. He was already sitting back down by the starfighter. “Don’t you have a meeting to go to?”

“Haven’t you said that before?” Obi-Wan asked. He sat down next to Anakin and gestured. “Let me feel your forehead.”

“I’m not—” Anakin started to squirm away, but Obi-Wan had already pushed his hand up to Anakin’s forehead. As he’d suspected, Anakin’s face was too warm, and even though Obi-Wan knew Anakin hadn’t meant to, his former apprentice still relaxed under the sudden touch.

Obi-Wan smiled briefly. “I thought so.”

“Know-it-all,” Anakin muttered, but he didn’t move away.

“Only when it’s in your best interest,” Obi-Wan replied. He stood up, offering Anakin a hand. “Come now.”

Anakin hesitated.

He took Obi-Wan’s hand, and the two of them walked out of the hanger.