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I don't know, I just think it's cute that by the time they graduated, Shouta had already started growing his beard while Hizashi was still the same baby faced loser
#FOR ONCE I'M POSTING SOMETHING LIGHTHEARTED ABOUT THEM WHEN THEY WERE YOUNGER#bnha vigilantes#my hero academia#eraserhead#present mic#aizawa shouta#yamada hizashi#erasermic#proof that hizashi yamada is a cutie confirmed
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i feel bad for the people i see who don't know much about sonic and assume shadow is like some hypermasculine manly hardass dude character. not the case
#chaoscontrol#sonic#sth#people are reblogging a version of this where 'proof' of his femininity is given through taylor swift so the post is over and youre done#behave or die#please do not add on to my posts about a character i love and care about attempting to joke about his presentation#by bringing up attempted corporate-interested celebrity attention campaigns via twitter#with a woman who creates more harmful environmentally damaging emissions from her private jet than entire countries#just because you think it somehow proves he's like your gayby softboy or whatever. you are making this actively unfun#and i do not want to be involved in it.
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What was the point of Scrooge's trip with the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come? On a structural level, it makes sense--three is the fairy tale number, and you can't visit the past and present without also including the future--but on a character level, it doesn't quite seem necessary. Showing a man that he'll die alone, unloved, and unmourned seems like the strategy you take as the last-ditch effort to convince a guy that he needs to change his ways. But that situation doesn't apply to Scrooge. He started softening immediately after he first arrived in his past. By the time he finished with the Ghost of Christmas Present, he was fully onboard with the need to reform, so the Ghost's vision of his future seems like unnecessary cruelty. Why show him all this when he was already planning to change his ways?
A few things come to mind. One is that this vision of the future wouldn't have affected Scrooge unless he had already changed his ways. A cold, hard businessman could have seen his lonely death as just the way of the world, might have viewed the people who stole the clothes from his corpse as just people doing what's practical in this world. He needed to relearn the value of the intangibles--human connection, respect for others--to see the true horror of the lonely death and the vultures who defiled the dead man.
But why the horror? Can't he reform without being threatened with doom? It's possible--but it's also possible such a reform would be temporary. After all, Scrooge started as a friendly, loving young man, but retreated into himself and his business out of fear of poverty and fear of the way the world looks down upon poor people. Even if a reformed Scrooge started on a course of Christmas charity, there was always a chance that the enthusiasm would fade, and the worldly fears would start creeping back in. The only way to beat those fears is to give him something to fear that's even worse than poverty. He needs to see the horrible end that his selfish ways would lead to, so he won't be tempted to slide back into them.
There's also the fact that seeing his death makes him ecstatically happy to find that he's alive after the Ghost is gone. Had Scrooge been spared the vision of his future, he might have been happy to find himself on Christmas Day, but his joy would have been nowhere near the manic glee he experiences after coming back from the future. Now, he doesn't just get a new start--he gets a second chance. Coming back from his own grave makes him mindful of his death, but it also makes him hyperaware of the fact that he's still alive. He isn't in the ground yet. He still has time to do good and make connections with others so he doesn't die alone.
Seeing the past reminded him of the innocence he'd lost. Seeing the present reminded him of the people whose lives he was missing out on. Seeing the future reminded him that death is waiting, so it's important to live virtuously while we can. All three are important because all three brought him outside of himself and taught him to value the wider world, just in time to live through another Christmas Day.
#a christmas carol#charles dickens#once again i've ponderously worked my way to the explicitly stated moral of the story#but i had to work my way there because stave 4 left me unsettled#had i been scrooge that trip probably would have squashed any desire i had to reform#the ghost *doesn't say* whether or not the future can be changed#what if this is just proof he's doomed no matter what so why bother changing?#fortunately scrooge was much better than i was about logic#namely: no reason to show him this future if it *can't* be changed#the point of these ghosts is to save him from marley's fate#plus we did have the ghost of christmas present's implications that future shadows can be changed#it's kind of interesting when you step back from familiar stories that just go this way because it's how they're supposed to go#and really dig into 'wait a minute. why did it go like this?'#it usually winds up with me figuring out that the writer knew what they were doing#but it's also nice to see the scaffolding that got us to the story
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something about putting lipstick on a pig, you can't edit your response like a matpat video and expect everyone to blindly believe everything you're saying despite all the documents and threads that have emerged debunking you over the past year.
#if he actually had any semblance of innocence he would sit down and clearly go through the evidence presented and rebute them#with proof of his own. but he's not. and he doesn't have any proof. this entire video is just heresay with some fancy editing#dream situation
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Friendly reminder that, going by the Palisman Logs, Darius' normal behavior with Hunter at the castle was straight up ignoring him, and considering that he was pretty dismissive with Hunter in Any Sport in a Storm UNTIL he saw the Golden Guard's sigil in his cloak, which is when he started being downright nasty, it's rather obvious that the topic of his mentor is what set him off there.
Not to mention that Hunter, as the Golden Guard, seemed to partake mostly in lone missions and respond to Belos only, so there wouldn't even be that many opportunities for him to interact with others (which, considering his comment about not being allowed to talk to the other scouts, was probably on purpose to isolate him) until Lilith left and he started having more contact with the Coven Heads.
I swear some people act as if Darius' job had been bullying Hunter all day when that's just??? not in canon???
#if you're gonna slander him like this present proof. i've had enough#darius deamonne#hunter deamonne#the owl house#toh
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I am gripped by the idea of Kas!Steve.
But specifically...broken Steve, who’s been tortured and tormented and mind-controlled by Vecna, until he’s been sharpened into a weapon, his old King Steve persona pulled on like reshaped armor but now so much worse than Steve himself had ever been.
Kas!Steve who’s cocky and smug, who spews every cruel thought the gang has ever worried he’s had about them, clawing at each one of their insecurities with piercing accuracy. Because he knows them, from years of being friend and confidante. Their beating hearts, their strengths and weaknesses. So he taunts Robin by spilling every precious secret they’ve shared. Mocks Dustin and all the kids for being pathetic and snot-nosed, following in his footsteps like lost puppies. Needles Eddie about how obvious his crush on him is. Tells Nancy it really is their fault, what happened to Barbara all those years ago.
And it’s all so pointed, feels so specific, so...real, the group can’t help the worry that gnaws at each of them (just like Vecna would want), that this is what Steve really thinks.
Even more so when some of his barbs draw attention to the ways they’ve treated him. When Steve laughs at the thought of them overpowering him when for years they’ve been relying on him to be the tank, to take all the hard licks. Do they really think they can take him down? Like this? It’s as comical as it is pathetic, this new, dark Steve, the betrayer, the bloody, tells them, and Dustin sees the way that Nancy flinches, catches Robin’s pained eyes, guilt gripping each of their throats.
The question lingers, even hours after Steve has slunk back into the shadows, another battle they barely scraped out of alive behind them.
How will they do this without Steve?
#stranger things#steve harrington#steddie#platonic stobin#steve and dustin#the party#platonic stancy#kas!steve#kas the betrayer#of course all is solved by the power of love#because steve can cut with his words and his hands at all of them#but robin will never leave him because she's his platonic soulmate forever#because dustin said 'if you die i die' and meant it#because eddie knows now what a good guy steve is and isn't willing to let him go until he gets to find out how much#because he's the party's babysitter now and forever and like hell they're not gonna look out for him NOW when he needs them#they get through to steve with the proof that there is nothing that he can do or say past or present that will stop them from loving him#anyway someone else please write this since i'm a disaster
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they r lost <3
#digital art#oc art#angelcore#I actually made this for a class#presented it unfinished tho whoop#this still isn't super rendered or anything so I'm sure it will just pass everyone by.#but still here's proof I draw soemtimes despite my busy schedule
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??? and her useless boyfriend
#ts4#i didn't start it in admin mode so I can't print screen without it doing it through the snipping tool#windows resets all my settings on updates istg#anywaaaays#i love playing with these two#she's a boss that keeps him around because she likes his body and he's good at what she needs him for#lol...honestly... that's her ww moodlet... she's infatuated with his body and like... nothing else.#he'll never show up#but he exists#here she is... trying to make him presentable#I guess this is my proof Im kind of farting around in ts4
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Andrew, while doing paperwork: Neil. We are getting married.
Neil, spewing coffee out of his nose: What? We aren't even engaged. A wedding? What?
Andrew: It's either this or I claim you as a dependent on my taxes. Does 6 pm work?
Neil: No! No. 6pm doesn't work. We have plans with Aaron and Nicky?
Andrew: Fine. Tomorrow. 10 am. You better show up.
Next day at 10:01-
Andrew, in a tuxedo: He's late. Guess it's dependent then.
Neil, in a t-shirt, shoes untied, running: I was debating whether or not you'd kill me if I showed up in exy gear. I got here straight out of practice.
#this is happening i guess#youmake me slightly less pissed off than everyone else does#aftg#shae#neil josten#andrew minyard#tfhc#all for the game#the foxhole court#all for the gay#andreil#andreil trash#allison was the only person present at the wedding. just so they had a witness.#she singed her hair off when andrew demanded she went#allison secretly recorded and took pictures as proof#when the priest had them recite their vows neil said#and andrew said
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#oc#presenting to you a bastard#idk if ill draw him again but here you go proof that im still alive!!!!!!!!!!!!111111
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pp krit: the weekend mv
#pp krit#pp kritt#pp krit the weekend#to borrow from nini i present to you: weaponized twink™#anyone have proof of life from copter & nanon? i'm concerned#pp krit supremacy#(don't let these calm tags fool you; i'm currently imploding)#flashing gifs#pp krit*
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This is a Present Mic supervising the remedial licensing training appreciation post
#bnha#my hero academia#present mic#hizashi yamada#proof that hizashi yamada is a cutie confirmed#we got some really great pics of him during these chapters#also more sick burns#also i realized there's a non-zero chance that he's running on little to no sleep here#... which may explain a few things#long post
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I hate that whenever there's a gay ship, people immediately het-ify it. people are so obsessed with making one the "man" and one the "woman" when that's completely unnecessary, because they are both the man or the woman. It's extremely annoying. these people will completely mischaracterize a character to fit into their stupid little het roles they force on them.
for example, you don't need to make one man the "wife" and feminized him to the extreme and fit him in a traditional "woman" role so the other man can be the big strong masculine manly man. they can both be masculine or both be feminine or both be both at the same time! they do NOT need to be gendered opposites to fit het roles. crazy, I know! it's like no one considers it a possibility! or sees how good it can be to have them be equals without gendered nonsense.
when there's a gay relationship, you have the perfect opportunity for the couple to stand on equal ground. they get to be equals who are just as strong and just as soft as each other. there's no faulty power dynamics where one is above the other (because let's face it, society unfortunately deems masculinity > femininity). one doesn't need to protect the other. they can protect themsleves, fight aide by side as equals. one doesn't do all the housework. they share that duty equally. one isn't weak and pretty, while they other strong and manly. they both are strong and pretty, or masculine and weak at the same time.
equal relationships are amazing and need to be explored more and appreciated. there can be more understanding and working together. i'm bad at explaining what I mean, but I prefer these equal relationships over forcing them into opposite roles to mirror het relationships, which are usually extremely unbalanced and unequal. especially because these not het relationships! so why must they look like one? they can and should look different! so why does literally every shipper and writer out there make them so het coded?
I don't understand why people do this. do they actually believe all romantic relationships must mimic het ones to exist and thrive and purposely force that on them? or have they genuinely just not fathamed that they can be different and dont need to follow the expected het standards?
I wonder, it feels like no one actually knows how non-het relationships are meant to be and how they could work, since het ones are always forced down our throats since birth. it becomes The Standard that everyone thinks they must follow. maybe it's all people know since they don't see any other possibilities. their preferred dynamics for their ships are what we are taught and nothing different, because they don't know it can be different. i also think people might be obsessed with that whole "opposites attract" trope. but that opposite doesn't have to be the traditional het-fueld feminine vs masculine or wife vs husband characteristics. it can be other personality things like one is loud and one is quiet, one is dumb and one is overly smart, one is rich and one poor, etc. it doesn't have to be masculine vs feminine!
BREAK OUT OF THE HET NORMS!!!!! TEAR DOWN HETERONORMATIVITY!!!!!!!!! FREE THE GAYS
(disclaimer, not saying masculine vs feminine ships are all bad/shouldn't be done ever. but it doesn't need to be 100% of the time either 😅 can't think of one ship people dont do this with lol)
#cant even say its only het shippers because lgbt shippers do it too#i enjoy the ships i see more as equals. like cynonari and xingyue for example#first ones that came to mine lol#everyone feminizes the shit out of nari calling him cynos wide constantly but they're both strong leader types with a soft side#wife*#THEYRE SO EQUAL???? AND THAT MAKES THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO STRONG????#then xingyue is funny because ive seen people frame BOTH yingxing and dan feng as the “wife” at different times. proof theyre equals!#maybe not proof lmao but you cant say the arrogant craftsman and proud dragon arent equals who get along super well#they arent het opposites at all imo. not even close#i just really enjoy balanced equals over unbalanced opposites. because the feminine is always seen as lesser and weaker than the masculine#and that always bothers me a lot lmao#im probably the minority here. im giving benefit of the doubt that people just never thought about it and do what theyre taught#but if everyone actually orefers this and its on purpose.......please reconsider 🤣#prefers*#words#lee rambles#gay#lgbtq#gay ships#one relationship i felt was presented as equals (from best of my memory) was korrasami#they balance each other out and i see them as equals. one doesn't lead over the other. they're both leaders in their own ways. and carers#one reason i dont date is because most people are ovsessed with this unbalance opposite gender roles thing and i cant stand it lmao#obsessed* am tired of tag typos i miss until after i hit enter hfhfhdhdjdjsjs#this was long and rambly but i suddenly had many feelings and needed to say them#*
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do u think we can hear a little bit of the kyle cant say i love u ask?
ugh, yes </3
so...fair warning, idk what this is. also...
why is it written in present tense? idk. anyways!
i started ~writing~ something ( bad ) that i was going to maybe slap to the end of the ask, which is not proofread or finished, but basically context is that it's the #ravesey divorce fight, the climax of it...
...where stan starts packing a bag and for one of the first times in his pleated, completed, type-a, show no mercy, no nonsense, new jersey slaughterhouse life, kyle broflovski...is paralyzed with fear.
because kyle who always has his shit together is completely losing it.
everything.
his everything.
his stan.
again.
and he's ripped at the seams, dissolving right before our very eyes: his perfect auburn tresses which usually cascade and glide effortlessly down his lithe shoulders, are fucked up, frizzy and falling all over his face which is pale, creased and gaunt...like he's seen a ghost.
his pupils are blown to high heaven and shot to all hell. dilated like two green distress signals. once fierce now frightened, floundering.
his special stan glasses are crooked and fogging up from how hard and uneven his breathing is with the chain nearly suffocating him from how rough and imprecise his startled, frenzied movements are.
he's shaking his head in horror, in shock, in grief, in utter disbelief. really, his whole fucking body is shaking like an addict going through withdrawals, but this is a million times worse than watching someone flush a pack of cigarettes down the toilet. it stings. it burns. it lingers.
in a way that stan won't.
but kyle needs him to, needs him to stay, needs him close, needs him forever, so he's talking fast, way, way, way too fast, like if he can say enough other words, i love you will seem far less grand and lustrous...
but they're not.
whilist time passes achingly slow. and kyle's given hundreds of speeches, debates and lectures, but words fail him, his lips quiver, his mouth opens and closes helplessly and that booming voice is barely a whisper when he finally musters up the dis-courage to mumur;
"...b-baby? baby! where—where are you going?! w-where are YO—“
kyle darts forward and reaches for his boyfriend before he turns into a memory again, not sure where he was aiming. to please, to squeeze, to stroke his tear-slicked cheek, maybe? to dust the tips of the his trembling, unworthy fingers cross that little spot of sun just beneath his right eye. the gentle curve of his jaw, far less violent than his, or—or even just on the side of his arm where love is written in spanish. amor. like tracing the letters onto his skin would be good enough.
but it never was.
he never was.
and as proof of his inadequacy, stan sails to the left and ducks right under kyle's arm, which collides with the quilted down of their couch.
…their couch.
how long would their couch be their couch? kyle thought that their couch would always be their couch! kyle thought that—
"out."
it was a single syllable, uttered in the same bratty voice harnessed by misbehaved teenage boys everywhere, but it was different coming from stan, whose mouth was not made to start fights or draw blood. it was a horrible, harsh sound, wrought with an undercurrent of sadness.
it was then that the realization dawns on him.
stan wasn't angry with him.
stan was disappointed in him.
which was far, far worse.
kyle wants to look strong, look stable, look sturdy, so stan would look at him — god, he would do anything for stan to just look at him! and stop packing that stupid fucking bag, that dumb black jansport backpack they'd bought back to school shopping because...his stan was going back to school. and kyle was so...so proud of him.
but gerald never was, gerald was loud, so kyle was loud, so when he should have congratulated stan for doing something difficult, he criticized him for not doing something easy! like the dishes and told stan he'd stitched his name into the bag...just in case he lost it.
funny how things happen.
…not funny.
not funny at all, actually!
so then…why was he laughing?
why the Fuck was he laug—
"out? Out? O-OUTSIDE?! stan, you—ya can't be serious?! you're in a little t-shirt and—and shorts, you'll freeze to death! you'll—“
kyle clings to the thin fabric of stan's tee-shirt, admiring the myriad of sauce stains and makeup marks that, on a normal night, kyle might be livid about, but tonight...they're lovely; they're so, so lovely.
just like the boy who made them.
the boy kyle loves.
not rockstar raven of crimson dawn.
but sweet, sensitive stanley marsh.
his stan.
his...
kyle's eyes fall absentmindedly to the tattered hem of stan's shorts, where amidst a jagged, serrated sea of angry self mutilizations past, was a new beginning...the beginning of a word, a sound, a letter...a
K.
a k...for kyle.
stan had gotten it done last anti-valentine's day, as a gift, for him, but mostly...for himself. because stan cruelly hated himself, every part of his body, but he hated that part the most. his inner thighs, the valley that stretched between them...so he'd gotten kyle's name tattooed down there, so that when he was off on tour and missed his boyfriend terribly...he was with him.
always.
so that on his very worst days, when he felt the worst about himself, he could still see his super best friend. a precious skin-deep reminder that when the dysphoria hit and he felt like shit, craved a stiff drink and the razor blade winked…that when he felt falsely ugly...
...someone thought he was truly beautiful.
and he was.
he was really...and truly beautiful.
everyday. every second. even now. especially now. and god, what kyle wouldn't do to place his lips in that spot right there, anywhere, everywhere! because kyle couldn't say i love you and they weren't married, no, not in the traditional sense, but even so, kyle went to temple, a place of sacred worship & recited his vows every night.
every stroke, every sigh, every stretch of blessed skin.
i love you.
i love you.
i love—
"because you're so worried about me, right, kyle?"
stan sneers, holding his name like a knife between teeth.
"—because you love me, right?"
he spit and twist it.
it was twisted. and kyle feels those spiteful syllables split him open like shrapnel. he gasps like stan had shot him, grasping the hem of his shirt so hard that it hurt, like a little kid clinging to his mother's skirt.
so scared she would leave.
so scared she would go, begging
don't go.
please don't go.
please, please, please don't g—
"NO! i—i do! stan, i do!”
kyle tries to argue but nearly breaks his neck nodding, with his shrill voice weak and watery and wanting.
“baby—BABY! i do, i DO! i really do! i—I LO—“
but the words wouldn't come.
kyle was banging on the wall, iron clad and impenetrable, he fought and shouted, kicked and screamed and still...nothing would come.
he couldn't say it. he couldn't FUCKING say it!
why...why?
Why?
WHY?!
he had never wanted to cry before but he could feel it in the back of his throat. he wants to come out. the little boy he'd trapped back there. but he couldn't be that big again, that small...that pathetic. so he bites down HARD. harder than he'd even bitten before and thrashes his cheek with his teeth, the taste of blood filling his mouth.
and for a moment...he feels dizzy...
because the blood tastes like metal.
like stan.
just like sta—
"save it, mi sabelotodo."
stan sniffs and lifts his head up slowly. his damp bangs are stuck to his forehead, the tips just barely kissed with bleach, mere whispers of the boy they wanted him, those beautiful dark roots growing with him into the man he wanted to be. whose wonderful face was flushed with frustration, whose kind, bright blue eyes were...
god, all kyle had wanted was for stan to look at him. but it gores him; it guts him. it carves him; it cuts him.
it was wrong. it was all wrong!
he took it back. he took it all back!
take me back, baby.
he wants to plead, while his lip shakes and bleeds.
stanley, PLEASE take me ba—
then, in one foul swoop, the boy with the bag shrugs his shoulders and kyle's hand crumples back down onto the couch. broken. lifeless.
"—save it for someone you actually love."
#anyways hope i die#actually tho bc this was so poorly written oh my god#i am in pain i am sorry i wanted this to be not bad#i'll proof it and fix it later smh#BUT I WANTED YALL TO HAVE IT#ANYWAYS I HATE MY LIFE SO BAD I HATE IT HERE#also stans spicy lil inner thigh kyle tattoo is important to me#hot boy self care behavior#WHICH EVEN IF IT WASNT#THATS OKAY BC KYLE TAKES REALLY GOOD CARE OF HIM AND LOVES HIM SO MUCH EVEN THO HE CANT SAY IT#MAAAAAAAAN#WERE IN HELL#ANYWAYS#jerseys perspective makes me wanna kword myself so bad like hes so desperate and loving and sad and i LOVE HIM#BABY ITS GONNA BE OKAY :((((#mi sabelotodo WAS VIIIIIIIIOLENT#LIKE OH MY GOOOOOOOD#i fixed it so the tenses are right now#im so bad at that idk why i did present tense im insane sorry#we know this we sometimes love this#I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THIS I LOVE ANGST#I LOVE WRITING AAA IM SMILING IM SO HAPPY#LIKE IM SAD BUT IM HAPPY IM WRITING EEEE
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If you liked The Locked Tomb because it has
Girls raised on strange planets where colors don't exist and the people paint their faces monochrome
Our Solar System but not quite
Gothic vibes
Unusual modes of narration
Reading like you're solving a puzzle
The final act putting everything together
Mystery
Impossible Space Beasts that transcend human understanding
And worldbuildibg that was grown on the carcass of mythological references
Then I recommend reading Radiance by Catherynne M. Valente.
Okay fine I just recommend it in general because reading it was such an Experience and in some ways it was a similar one to TLT. It really is like a puzzle and it's gorgeous and strange and even if it isn't about lesbians all of Valente's writing is somehow queer at the core and I want to TALK about it
#This post is brought to you vy me thinking about white chocolate#and zoning out fantasizing about that fake space milk heroin that one of Severin Unck's stepmothers takes#it's just described so vividly. The texture. The presentation. I can almost feel it#so it's probably a good thing that it doesn't exist#the locked tomb#catherynne m. valente#radiance#I'm not even gonna proof this post into anything good I'm just here thinking about this book#It's SO GOOD but it is also deeply weird and I understand everyone who says it isn't their thing#which unfortunately is everyone I know#chaos reads
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