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why would you just describe normal nightmare in my inbox? I don’t understand you guys nightmare by jokublog

very curious about the corinthians grindr profile, something that we never see but that i wholeheartedly believe is canon

You're in a meaningless hypothetical competition and your opponent comes out with this, wyd?

not sure why people don't seem to understand that shiv being the victim of misogyny and vitriol from all the men in her life can and does coexist with the fact that she is not a feminist liberal hero fighting to save democracy. why is it that we never afford her any nuance? she's either the only good person on the show and deserves to kill every man in a ten foot radius (twitter) or a uniquely evil cruel sociopath with no heart fueled entirely by spite (reddit). is it not just so much more interesting for her to be a fascism aiding and abetting character like the rest of them who also views herself as more progressive in spite of everything else about her and who undergoes horrific treatment at the hands of the men around her yet has no interest in undoing the system that allows them to do so, only in ruling it herself? shiv is not any better than the others nor is she any worse than them. there's no Evil Olympics here guys, nor should there be. snook said it herself in the after credits sequence -- shiv was just lucky that her interests aligned with her sympathies. who knows what she would've done had mencken been her best personal option? yes she cares infinitely more about politics than roman, yes she is still very much interested in maintaining the capitalist, fascist structure and even strengthening it, so long as it ends with her on top (which either way would be a win for liberal causes bc Woman). fascism isn't one-size-fits-all. it's not just mencken and trump. it's also mattson. it's also logan. it's also roman and shiv and kendall. that's... kind of one of the main points of succession? but even so, that does not negate the fact that as a woman it is so hard to watch some of the scenes with her and tom/roman/kendall -- of course that misogyny will resonate with female viewers, as it should!!! but that resonance needs to coexist with a deeper understanding of her character -- if you want to root for a bad bitch fighting against misogyny go watch, i don't know, captain marvel or whatever. what makes shiv interesting is that she's so so so much more than that -- she is the product, victim, and perpetrator of misogyny and fascism, two concepts so heavily intertwined they're virtually inextricable from each other. tl;dr it's one thing to be like my god someone give shiv a gun and it's another entirely to say, entirely seriously, that shiv is the Good Liberal Feminist One and the rest are all evil. like i absolutely adore shiv but i would honest to god find her so fucking boring if she were actually the person these tweets make her out to be i'm sorry

it just sucks because nothing is ever fucking made for you, and if it is made for you like 75% of the time it gets chopped into little pieces by every person alive because this is the one thing you have, so it has to prove itself to you.

like, a thing can't just be for women. men need to assign it to women. women have to experience "must" or "should" before their hobbies and passions - women are allowed to do silly, passive things like tuck our ankles and titter behind a fan, or something. women are allowed to, they are welcomed to. like the world is a house and we are supposed to be in the kitchen and now we are being given the divine right to enter the living room if we bring chips

because when it becomes for you, or about you, that is when the thing is vile. you should/must wear makeup so you can appear beautiful to men. once you wear makeup for yourself, or because you yourself enjoy putting it on, then you are no longer doing the right thing. there is a reason men hate certain fashion trends. there is a reason men hate things like the pumpkin spice latte - because it's not about them. you are buying it because it is good for you. they degrade your passions and interests. there is a reason women-led fields are largely seen as being "not a real" profession. when you are a good cook, that is because you can provide for him. close your eyes. you're not going to be a chef, be honest. that is a man making food for himself.

bras are made so breasts will be appealing to men. they are rarely about comfort or support. you have given up entirely on the idea of pockets. young girls have to worry about a shorter inseam on their shorts. a girl on instagram gets her septum pierced, and men in the comments are rabid about it - i just want to rip it out of her face. she'd be beautiful without it.

and fucking everything is for them. even the media that is "for you" is for them, eventually. remember "my little pony"? remember how hard it is to convince any executive to believe that little girls are worth selling to? in the media that is for you, you see little ways that you still need to make it accessible for them - the man is always powerful, smart, masculine. he is a man's man. the media usually forgives him. it usually says okay, some men are awful, but hey! gotta love 'em. because if you don't hold their hands and say "this is literally just a story about my lived reality", they shit their pants about it. they demand you put them into the media that's for you.

these are people who are so used to glutting themselves on the world. they are used to having every corner and every dollar and every place of leadership. so you say can i please have one slice of cake, just for myself, please, holy shit. and they fucking weep about it. they say you're being unfair, because some of their one-thousand-slices aren't beautiful, and your singular cake slice doesn't have their name on it. and aren't you being rude by not offering to share?

and honestly. fucking - yeah, man. you were kind of surprised, because the cake is a little basic (you bake at home, you're way past this stuff). but holy shit, it was nice just to be offered cake in the first place. you're used to having to starve. you're used to getting nothing, but going to the party anyway, because you're expected (professionally) to show up. you liked that it is a simple cake, and that it is warm, and mostly: you like that there is, for once, a cake-for-you.

in the real world, outside of metaphor, it feels like fucking being slapped. barbie didn't even say anything particularly unusual; it literally just made factually evident points. there are less women in leadership than men. we can look at that fact objectively. that is a real thing that is happening. and the movie is aware that it has to defend itself! that it has to spend like half an hour just turning to the camera and saying: i know this is hard for you to understand, but this is a real thing that women experience.

it's just - this is that one kid on the playground who thinks its allowed to hog all the toys. he builds this hoard that nobody else is allowed to even look at, or he'll get aggressive. everyone's a little scared of him, so they let it slide, because his daddy gave him the golden touch. he hates when people cry and thinks bullying is cool. he writes boys only! on a big sign and makes all his friends take "alpha male" classes.

and then girls pick up barbies, because there was nothing left for them. and in the void they've been given, with their scraps: they make long, spiraling narratives about how barbie is actually descended from snakes and has given her righteous followers magical (if concerning) powers and can speak 32 languages (2 of which are animal related) and has big plans for infrastructure (beginning with the local interstate). and the boy comes over, and he has a huge fit about how the girls aren't "including" him. he wants to know why the girls aren't making the story about ken.

"we didn't like your story." the girls blink at him. they point to his war stories and the gi joes and the millions of male-led narratives and how still in the modern day men get two-thirds of the speaking roles in movies and they point to men making mediocre shows that don't get lambasted and they point to men encouraging toxic masculinity and they point to men everywhere, men and men and men. and they say: "how is this our fault? you had ken."

"no!" he is already back to screaming and stomping his feet and tearing at his hair and intentionally reminding them that men are holding back thinly concealed violence and he says: "if it's not for me, it's actually sexism."

gwaine as a character was like..... the funniest thing the writers ever did. because the thing about gwaine was that he wanted arthur genuinely dead at least 50% of the time. secondly it KILLS me that the writers realized they'd created an anti-monarchy void by killing merlin's first rebel best friend so they gave him a second (gwaine). also for an entire two seasons gwaine came back for an adventure and then invoked his own banishment because he could just tell the vibes from camelot were wack. and of course the most important, most hysterical thing about gwaine is that he is, and i mean this with sincerity, merlin's soulmate but both merlin and the writers refuse to acknowledge it

more misc scribbles!!!

hey all! i wrote a what-if character study & action fic for if king fought sanji instead of zoro during the raid on onigashima. i'd really love if you gave it a read! thanks so much!

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a second sam & max favorite moments and quotes compilation of all the stuff i forgot to include the first time

baby's first polymer clay creation

her name is Annette

i have played hollow knight for approximately 80 hours in the past 11 days

(alternate version with autism creature eyes/face as requested by my friend below cut)

Obsessed with the fact that the only thing Sunny ever changed about Kel in headspace was his favorite drink. The perfect Kel of their dreams is exactly the same he just doesn’t have shit orange joe as his favorite drink 😭

i’m losing my shit over how Larian catfished us into expecting Gortash to be this fucking rogue prince charming with a quick smile or whatever

and then we meet him and it’s literally Billie Joe Armstrong going through a midlife crisis so bad he’s like fuck it, i may or may have not been scheming my whole life to be the sole ruler of the entire world so this is kinda unorthodox but i will literally share my throne with you, a person who’s barely got a clue who i am, if you help me out a little, fuck it i’m so stressed out

and of fucking course his archduke portrait needs to be embellished. he will never admit this because it’s so important to him to be perceived as charismatic, powerful, competent and generally really fucking cool, but this man is TIRED. dude was born with bags under his eyes the size of a fist, lived in literall hell, then hustled and schemed his way into the most vicious level of politics, oh and planning the Absolute heist with Princess Stabs and Sad Grandpa certainly didn’t help. i mean we all know how that guy loves to suffer but let’s also all agree that he’s a MESS

like, he probably hasn’t gotten a full night’s sleep in years and lives off of coffee and cigarettes and vodka for breakfast and very likely cocaine because not even a triple espresso will do it for him anymore. he doesn’t want you to know but that man is EXHAUSTED and getting offed is actually surprisingly good for his mental health because maybe he’s damned for eternity, but at least he can finally REST for a minute

anyway i love him and the moment he looks up while kneeling during his coronation has altered my brain chemistry and made me switch from rat blood drinker to lord raccoon eyes so fast you couldn’t even say nearest and dearest. being a gortash simp is my personality now and i will hyperfixate on this bullshit till the day i die

Funniest form of FNaF fanfiction is objectively “Pre-Bite of ‘83 Michael being plagued by visions” btw