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dyketubbo · 3 months
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see as much as i dont think tubbo is inherently fail rping or whatever whenever he uses minecraft mechanics to his benefit because other ccs Also Do That cc!tubbo does definitely just not care that much about rp in comparison to just playing minecraft and sometimes will prioritize just like. being funny to chat (which often means being a bit of a dick) over like. properly rping and yes and-ing what the others are trying to set down for him to play along with 😭 and im sure if the others actually minded that he did this theyd talk to him about it but a good chunk of his current rp style rn is less ohhhh angsty lore ohhhhh hes so sad and more tubbo just has issues and prioritizes the Bit over like everything else
which isnt to say it isnt cool that we can still extrapolate on what he says and does and make lore about it but also tubblings it may be time to accept that we are nawwtttt gonna get serious qtubbo lore where he gets better and starts communicating and learning how to like value himself and not be casually suicidal all the time bc cctubbo is just actually like a little self deprecating loser white boy who cares more about being funny and is into suicide jokes rn 😭😭😭😭
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evilwickedme · 1 year
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Very envious of anybody who hasn't had cultural xtianity disk horse taking over their entire dashes for the past few weeks. Putting it quite simply tho: "cultural Christianity" is not a term created to express individual experiences. Your personal beliefs simply do not matter. Cultural Christianity is a term meant to express the communal experiences of religious minorities in Europe and much of the Americas. Getting offended that you're being "grouped in with your oppressors" is so beyond being the point, but even if it was, you can still be an oppressor without knowing it. Just as people can be ostracized from WASP society and still be white, benefit from whiteness, and oppress people of color, people can be ostracized from Christianity and still be culturally Christian, benefit from cultural Christianity, and oppress religious minorities.
Again, I repeat: some things just aren't about you.
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wyrmcat · 5 months
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blue no matter who sucks but it's unfortunately necessary because it buys time. it is infuriating that it buys time most of all. but in that time change can happen. don't let doom and hopelessness keep you from voting. don't let it keep you from keeping conservatives from accelerating already horrible circumstances into even worse ones. they are desperate to negate your vote. be mindful of that.
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raisengen · 11 months
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Hm. Tumblr just updated the desktop dashboard (and the dashboard-like blog view) so that if you click on the user’s name it takes you to tumblr.com/blog, rather than the previous tumblr.com/blog/post, or blog.tumblr.com/post.
If you click on the white space in the post header, it pulls up the tumblr.com/blog page over your current view. However, this isn’t a “proper” hyperlink, which means no right/middle-click support for things like copying URL or opening in a new tab. There is still a proper hyperlink, but it’s the timestamp hidden in the menu at the top-right of the post.
Allegedly, these changes are "to make it more intuitive and consistent, especially for new users”. So far this just sounds like shuffling stuff around to annoy your muscle memory, but there’s one big thing I haven’t mentioned.
It’s not just the reblogger’s username at the top, every other username in the post structure goes to their respective blog’s frontpage, rather than their copy of that post.
Every “prev tags” is now dead, disconnected. You want to reblog a post without an annoying addition, or branch of some earlier comment? Nope, sorry, try your luck clicking on random reblogs in the notes (those still link properly, at least). Want to see the tags OP left? That’s impossible unless you enable Labs, then Reblog Graphs, which gives you a link to the root post.
And just for fun, avatars still link to blog.tumblr.com, which means all you’ve traded all this for the choice of two links to the same page in different format, right next to each other.
There’s annoying changes, and then there’s. Fundamentally breaking basic usage of the website. Amazing.
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WOULD YOU SAY I'M WORTHY? || TWO
PAIRING: Noah Sebastian x OFC ; slight Nick Folio x OFC
DIVIDER ART WORK BY @saradika-graphics
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SUMMARY: When Eden meets Noah, her life is anything but perfect. Her heart is far more broken than Noah can even guess at this point. Will he be able to mend the wounds he hadn’t caused?
WARNINGS: angst, fluff, eventually smut, mentions of grief/loss, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of mental health issues, mentions of illnesses
A/N: OMG. I didn't expect the first part to go that well. Thank you for every comment, like or reblog (especially the rebloggers, ily with all my heart)! im sorry it took me so long to upload part two, i had a lot to do irl. but here it is! i hope you like it!
TAGLIST: @measuredingold @cncohshit @lma1986 @missduffsblog @cookiesupplier @thescarlettvvitch @bngurngheart @dream-machine-love @arkiliastuff @vinyardmauro @lacktoesandtoddlerants @princessmarshmallowx @circle-with-me @thisbicc @xxkittenkissesxx @malerieee @smoke-in-diamond-shape (pls dont be mad if i missed someone, just remind me, im clumsy sometimes)
If you wanna be added to the story's taglist or to my taglist in general, leave a comment or message me privately!
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Eden had been staring at her phone for forty minutes straight.
After waking up, her thoughts had been running constantly. She didn’t have a costume, she wasn’t in the mood to go out, she had just turned 26. All she had done since waking up an hour ago was shower and brushing her teeth. She stood in her kitchen, still wrapped in her towel and her wet, unbrushed hair just dangled over her shoulders.
She knew she was overreacting, but everything reminded her of the things she desperately wanted to suppress.
She had been staring at Nick’s messages from the previous night with a weird feeling in her stomach. She didn’t even know what brought her to the point of agreeing to go to a party. A birthday party of a man she didn’t know, while she also tried to suppress the thoughts about her own age.
She was snapped out of her thoughts, when her phone began to ring. Her sister.
Should she answer?
She continued to stare at her phone.
The call went away.
Thank god.
She blinked for a couple of seconds, while she felt her heart beating so fast that she actually thought for a second, she was going to have a heart attack.
Then her phone rang again. Her sister again. She bit her lip for a second, before she sighed. She knew, she couldn’t ignore all the calls for the whole day, so she grabbed her phone and answered with a simple “Hello.”
“Took you some time.” Her sister answered and Eden could picture the sweet smile plastered on her sister’s face. Her little sister Raven was four years younger than her. At first, her parents hadn’t really planned on having another child, but when her mom fell pregnant with Raven, they were all over the moon. Eden couldn’t remember most of the time before Raven was born, but she remembered vividly how excited they all were when she finally was here.
She always had been the complete opposite of her older sister. While Eden was rather quiet and liked to be alone, Raven enjoyed the company of each and every individual around her. Raven liked to speak; Eden hated it. Raven was great at school; Eden wasn’t.
Even though they were basically polar opposites of each other, Eden loved her dearly and they always got along. But things had changed after Eden moved away from their hometown. She found herself not liking the company of anyone anymore. She knew it hurt Raven, but at the same time she felt like Raven was the only one that understood her and her decisions.
“Sorry, I was showering.” Eden quietly answered her little sister.
For a couple of seconds, it was rather quiet. It seemed like Raven tried to find the right words.
“I know, you hate it, but I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday.” Raven began. “Mom told me to wish you all the best from them too, but they didn't want to bother you any longer than necessary.”
Eden swallowed. She knew she had been a pain in the ass the last couple of months, but she didn’t realize she had driven her parents to the point of not even wanting to call her.
She tried to swallow her doubts, before mumbling a response. “Thank you. I’m sorry for being so quiet.”
“Oh… Don’t worry, Eden. We love you.” Raven answered her quickly and tried to sound as happy as possible, but Eden heard the worry in her voice.
“I’m going to a party today.” Eden than exclaimed, to calm her sister’s nerves and seemingly it worked.
“Are you for real?” Raven exclaimed excitedly. “Yes, I am.” – “Where? Who? I-…?”
Eden laughed quietly. She really missed her sister. She really did.
“A friend of mine invited me to the birthday party of his friend.” Eden answered her sister with a small smile on her face.
“A friend or a friend?” Raven then wanted to know. Eden knew for a fact that Raven was wiggling her eyebrows while asking that question.
“A friend.” Eden rolled her eyes. She knew this was coming.
“Sorry, I was just asking.” – “You know, it wouldn’t be this way before you even asked, Raven.”
“Yes, I know. I just wanted to make a joke… I’m sorry.” Raven apologized.
After that, it was quiet again.
“Please don’t be mad at me, Eden.” – “I’m not, Raven. Don’t worry.” – “It was really insensitive of me… Considering, you're not-…” – “It’s really okay, Raven.”
It was quiet again. Eden wanted to cry because of the awkwardness.
“I… You know… Imma... I need to go.” Raven then said and Eden’s heart hurt. This was exactly how she didn’t want this to go.
“Okay. See ya.” Eden then answered and soon the call ended.
Eden felt bad. Everything felt bad. She just wanted to curl into a ball on her couch and never move again.
She looked at the clock and realized, she needed to head out sooner than later, to find a costume, if she wanted to be on time for the party. So, she sighed and got ready. Before she went out, she ate a bowl of cereal and then grabbed her keys.
While she was walking to her car, she covered her head with her hand. It had started to rain like crazy.
Right as she reached her car, her phone buzzed. It was Nick.
Nick: Just wanted to see if you would come tonight… Nick: I mean, since you didn’t answer yesterday…
Eden starred at her phone for a second, before she answered.
Eden: was about to head out to get a costume
She thought for a second, before she texted again.
Eden: maybe you wanna join me?
Nick instantly answered.
Nick: send me the location and ill be there
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Eden sat in her car, nervously biting her fingernails as she waited for Nick to arrive. The Halloween store's neon sign flickered above her, casting a somewhat spooky glow on the damp pavement. She glanced at her phone and saw a text from Nick, confirming his arrival.
Nick: two minutes…
She took a deep breath and stepped out of her car, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. The rain had stopped, leaving a crisp chill in the air.
As she entered the store, the scent of latex and plastic immediately crept up into her nose. Rows of costumes, masks, and accessories sat in front of her, ready to be explored. Eden wandered through the aisles, unsure of where to start. Her eyes scanned the racks of costumes, ranging from spooky to silly. She felt totally overwhelmed.
It had been a while since she last dressed up for Halloween. To be exact, it had been about ten years. She also didn’t quite remember what happened on said Halloween, since she had been more than drunk. The only thing she vividly remembered was how she puked her brains out that night.
Before she could think about it any longer, she heard someone enter the store and was soon met with Nick’s broad smile that was almost contagious to her.
"Eden! Happy Birthday!" he exclaimed and hugged the girl for short second while she started to blush like crazy, his enthusiasm echoing through the store. “Ready to find the perfect costume?”
She nodded, trying to match his energy. "Not really, but let’s do it anyways."
For the next hour, they searched through various options. Eden couldn't decide whether to go for classic monsters or popular characters from movies and TV shows. Nick showed Eden some funny and silly options, making her laugh at his playful behavior.
"How about a giant banana?" Nick suggested, holding up a bright yellow costume.
Eden shook her head, grinning. "I don't think so. I prefer my fruits less... inflatable."
Nick laughed with his full heart, before going on with his search.
Right as Eden set her eyes on a black lacy corset dress, she felt Nick’s presence close to her and jumped when she saw him with a ghost face mask on his face.
“What’s your favorite horror movie, Eden?” Nick asked with a deep tone in his voice, while Eden held her chest. Her heart was beating fast.
“Don’t scare me, Nick!” She shouted and shoved him away from her with a small smile on her face. Nick pulled the mask off while still giggling his ass off.
"How about Ghostface from Scream?" Nick suggested, holding up the iconic white ghostly mask.
Eden's eyes lit up with intrigue. "Actually, that's a great idea, Nick. It's simple, yet mysterious. Let's go for it."
“As mysterious as you.” Nick answered while handing the mask to her. Eden smiled a little to herself, not knowing how to answer him, so she just decided to ignore it.
Eden’s eyes traveled back to the black lacy corset dress in front of her and she decided to spice her costume up a bit. If she was going to have fun for once, she was going to do it right.
“Will you try it on?” Nick asked with a spark of curiosity in his eyes. Eden felt how her cheeks heated up at his expression.
“What if I wanted to surprise you?” She answered him boldly and her mind instantly started to race at her sudden change in demeanor. She didn’t even know why she acted that way.
Nick smiled at her cheekily, before they started to add the last touches to her costume. A pair of fishnet tights, some black gloves and a fake knife. Eden decided she was going to wear her old thigh high boots with it.
As they approached the checkout counter, Eden felt a mix of excitement and amusement. She surprisingly was pretty happy about her choice, and even more, she enjoyed the process with Nick.
Exiting the store, they headed back to their cars with bags in hand. Eden couldn't help but smile at Nick's infectious energy.
"Thanks for helping me pick something out," she said shyly but genuinely grateful.
Nick grinned. "Anytime, Eden. Now, let's make sure you turn heads and give everyone a good scare tonight!"
As they parted ways with a hug to get ready for the evening, Eden felt somewhat excited for the upcoming party, grateful for Nick's help in what she thought would be a complete disaster.
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rileyslibrary · 7 months
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Alright. A few updates.
I’m feeling much better. My sickness is almost gone; my stuffy nose is now open for business, and I had my first coffee since Monday. I managed to taste something finally. Needless to say, my eyes don’t hurt when I look at my laptop screen anymore, and I have begun writing again, which brings me to the next point. *changes topics smoother than a DJ transitioning from song to song at a club in Ibiza*
Expect a new story this upcoming week. Yes, it will be your typical platonic/fluffy scenario, but with a twist. What’s the twist? You’ll be getting scolded by the lieutenant in this one.
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The library has reached this ☝️ many people, which is probably more than the entirety of Kinder Buenos i downed in my lifetime (and I’m talking per package, not per stick.)
Thank you. Thank you for wishing me well when I was sick, thank you for liking the stories, and thank you for following this blog. I don’t feel like I thank you enough, and I fucking cringe every time I see the word “followers” on my profile. You’re not “followers”. I take the time to appreciate each one of you when I see you in my notifications. Even when I don’t recognise you, I make sure I click on your profile and see your description, learn your name, and get familiar with you, even if that’s your first time or your last time visiting the library. I know how some of you will react when I post a story: the silent readers, the rebloggers, the caps lock commenters (I kind of fear those, but I’m getting more accustomed to it), and I cherish every one of you. Sometimes, I get a little confused when you change profile pictures. Other times, you change names, and I must recheck your profile to figure out who you are. It might sound time-consuming and “a lot” for someone with a full-time job and a life out of here, but I try my best. It’s the least I can do for you, who take the time to read and appreciate the stories. (That and keep making them; yeah, i get it, just go with the flow, I’m confessing my love for you here, jeez.)
I didn’t plan anything to celebrate the milestone (i know, again, sorry), but feel free to keep sending your requests for stories, points you’d like to discuss under the “the librarian answers” tag, your headcanons or anything else you want, really. I don’t know when exactly I’ll answer cause I have to catch up with work but I will, eventually.
Again, from the bottom of my heart, thank you.
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ganondoodle · 8 months
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reminder that my totk rants are me just rambling about my thoughts, ideas and complaints, im not trying to analyze anything, be smart, be right, debate or convince anyone who likes it that its bad just bc i think its bad or simply dont like the choices made, im literally just spilling out my brain so it doesnt keep haunting me
if you think something makes sense that i think doesnt i, and forgive me for being so blunt about it, do not care why you think it works, my opinion of this game will not change and i am okay with that
you are free to disagree with anything i say of course but i really dont care why, sorry
(sth i said only in the tags before but added now in this edit bc i think its important: its not bc i dont want to hear other peoples opinions and live in ignorance or something, but bc im tired and i PROMISE you i have seen 99.9% of those arguments already)
im not trying to be mean, aggressive or dismissive, but again, these rants are just me rambling with no intention of arguing with anyone, the only reason im still posting whenever i think of something thats bothering me (even if it might be dumb or be disproven in game bc i am not all-knowing and might be possibly misremembering something), and letting those posts be rebloggable/interactable is bc i have been told by quite a few people that they like reading them or that they feel validated in their own disappointment
thats it.
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mafia-voidmin · 2 months
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kinda in character:
guys how do I make my posts rebloggable by people other than me I think you're not allowed to reblog my posts how do I change that I don't understand technical things that well I'm sorry to be your grandpa that you have to teach how to usethe remote but I need help
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matt0044 · 3 months
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We lost the plot when it comes to stories of shitty people becoming less shitty.
Like I remember a post going around that described a certain cliche in stories about an abusive parent meeting a main character for the first time in ages and a scene of the former getting chewed out viciously by the latter. Said former would be show with a remorseful look, maybe a manly tear or two if they're fathers.
The post would describe OP's feelings as simply:
me: Die.
Because OP and many of the post's rebloggers would agree that this sort of narrative will often perpetuate the idea that you somehow can't be angry at one's abusive caregiver or at least stay angry. That making up is always possible when too many real life parents will dig in their heels and maintain their overly authoritative position.
Thus stories, however well they execute it, that frame the victim as needing to move on with their abuser no longer being the monster they remember them as comes off as the story going, “Ah, get over it. They said they are sorry,” no matter the nuance in the text.
Because, yeah, a victim of abuse is not obligated out of hand to forgive or make amends with the perpetrator of their torment even if their animosity has simmered between them or not. A fact that real life people seem obstinate to grasp.
This, especially with Social Media lending a voice to these once voiceless victims, has led to the Redemption Arc Discourse(TM) that we see today. Characters that hurt others be they villains or heroes with emotional damage are made into cyphers for potential real life counterparts. And because the story may dare to imagine a story of a parent reckoning with what they caused or a child learning why their parent was the way they were as a form of closure, that’s taken as an insensitive insult.
This then extends to other villains who may be more larger than life be it as a force of destruction or a tyrannical force that systematically oppresses others. Either way, humanizing them and not letting them be a cypher for the audience’s disdain isn’t received well.
Steven Universe’s Change Your Mind might’ve rushed things but even with a season longer, the Diamonds being humanized and redeemed in some capacity would have still garnered all of the hour plus video essays on YouTube slamming the show.
And the reason is seems like redemption arcs are more prevalent than they really are as the above shows it not being is likely because more shows these days for kids are willing to be more in-depth with the topics they tackle. One of them being of villains and why they are the way they are. Some might not want to be saved from themselves while others manage to turn themselves around. Usually when they’re lower on the chain of command since those on the top will be less willing to revoke their own power.
With movies, there’s not always time to explore a villain’s switch to the light side but TV shows generally will have a decent amount of episodes to show the shift.
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milivusluv · 1 year
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4:00 AM : MDI (not proof read)
u're classmates with shouto ever since highschool, and now that you're in college. since then, you two were in a relationship. u guys are like the total opposite of each other. shouto has calm and serious aura, while you has an golden retriever aura. ur clingy, but he loves it. because he wants all of ur attention either. but in college u two got a little change. shouto become the no. 3 hero so he doesn't go home to your apartment early. u know he's been working non-stop every day. and u too, so when u got a semestrial break. u plan a little dinner date with shouto. and as expected he came home late at night. but its okay. he kissed ur forehead, and hugged you tight before going inside of the room to take a bath. after that, u eat together. its silent but its comforting. after that you persuade him to watch a movie with you. which he agrees. in the middle of watching, they're something bugging you. like you want to take some pee or what, and its so hot. u look at shouto pouting. "what's the matter love?" u fumble the hem of ur skirt and said "i-i think i'm h-horny?" he chuckled and moved u to his thigh. as if on cue, you rub ur clothed aching püssy through his clothed thigh, whimpering while riding it. "m-mmmph, shouu, im gonna- i'm gonna" he rub ur back indicating to lean forward. groping ur ass, he said "go on love, let it all out" as he whispered those words u cum on his thigh. "sorry" u pouted. "it's okay. let's move to the room. you've got a problem to solved."
rebloggs are highly appreciated!!
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nappydaddy · 4 months
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-Time to change the diaper
He looked into the eyes of his defiant little sister who was lying there on the couch with a murderous look. It was almost a full week since mother had started putting her in a diaper when she had started to defy the rules at home and curfew had apparently not helped enough as she slipped out and came home under the influence of alcohol. This was clearly humiliating for a 16 year old especially when one's older stepbrother blackmailed her with the knowledge. He put on plastic gloves then opened up the bag of diapers and prepared the wipes and the powder. She just wanted to disappear. He smiled patting her thigh. Well, she was wet, he noted when he opened the wet diaper. He asked her to lift her bum and after putting it in a plastic bag, he opened a pack of wet wipes. She continued to lay there with her face buried in her hands as he began to thoroughly wipe her cunt and cut until she was as clean as a freshly showered baby. He then unfolded a new diaper from the bag then placed it between her legs and draped it over her freshly washed pussy and butt. He then patted her thigh again.
-so go do your homework now like a good girl.
She got up from the sofa muttering something before she disappeared into her room.
This is my first short ABDL story(sorry for my English :). Like an reblogg if you want more storys.🍼
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nitrosplicer · 4 months
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Dude the person you reblogged that gypsy rose post from rebloggs from a ton of TERFs and everybody in their reblog chain of it was a terf. You yourself often reblog from people that are openly gender critical and hostile toward trans women. I can't be mutuals with you anymore if thats the kind of shit youre okay with. Sorry.
You’re assuming I’m okay with that when I’m not. I don’t follow OP or that person, either. I would have appreciated you reaching out to me so I can unfollow those people, but now I don’t have any idea who you are referring to. I don’t read URLs owing to the fact that tumblr has changed their font size. I reblog from people who I do not know, and I do not go to the source of every reblog. I do not have that kind of time. I work a full time job and this is not something I can do. Sorry that you had to break the mutual, but you’re assuming a lot about me based on the fact that you seem to know more about who I’m reblogging from than I do. I do not live on this blog and this is completely cryptic to me. I responded to the content of the post, which had nothing to do with transgender women and everything to do with how Gypsy Rose Blanchard has been treated by the criminal justice system and by the true crime industry.
Edit: also, reblog chain? I didn’t reblog a reblog chain so I’m not sure what you’re referencing. If it’s the original Twitter account, it was PopCrave, which is a popular culture account. Also, if you’re expecting me to reblog a post and agree with the comments… I do not read those. Ever.
Edit 2: here is the post that I reblogged. I cannot verify that the op is a terf. The person I reblogged from is a transgender man, and not a terf either. Five minutes of examining the op’s blog on mobile shows she is a general blogger and I have no idea what evidence anon is using to verify this, so I’m not sure how anyone is supposed to fact-check this. It would have been nice to have some form of additional information, so unless I get some sort of evidence beyond “they have girl in the url,” I’m very confused and will remain so!
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kicktwine · 1 year
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i feel like a lot of miscommunication between criticisms of a thing and praise for a thing comes from how you interpret its core. Like, especially in sequels or prequels or continuations of whatever came first, you have to understand that the core of a medium or a story is usually going to stay the same throughout, unless it changes teams, at which point the core may evolve or change slightly, and you can point to that or learn to accept it as part of a criticism. I don’t know how to explain this without examples, so sorry to everyone who thinks this’ll be a universally rebloggable post, but splatoon/ninjago/kingdom hearts really come to mind when I think abt this bc there’s a lot of conflicting opinions about how the series have grown. (Also, splat 3 spoilers ahead)
Kingdom Hearts at its core is sort of melancholy, sort of deeply touching, and a LOT very goofy and sincere in how stupid (affectionate) it can be — it’s dramatic and reads like a longform DND game because it’s just WEIRD and builds off of itself because it likes the world it made. Every game is like this. Every game is going to do something kinda cringy, very sincere, and weirdly additive and retconny at the same time because that’s how it works. Criticism that refuses to acknowledge that it just does that, and that’s part of its soul, tends to get caught up in continuity or logical details that don’t matter because kingdom hearts’ core is emotional, emotional symbolism, Disney magic, not stone cold logical. It’s not going to ever “grow out” of this, because that would kill the core. And also, probably be boring. Splatoon 3 was always going to have a bear as the final boss, and the story mode is extremely consistent with past story modes because of its goofy, street kids counterculture This Weapon Is Called The Bloblobber core. Ninjago has changed cores, slightly, since wildbrain took over, and I bet you it’ll change again — I don’t know how to explain this one, my brain is rapidly running out of coherent words. The vibes are different. It’s not just “new writer different dialogue”, it’s “new directors new core personality”. You can like or dislike the new core all you want, but it’s not necessarily fair to compare the two without realizing that it’s changed.
you feel….??? I think this could have all been summed up with I think a lot of media criticism is built off of what the video essayist would PERSONALLY like to see, rather than what’s consistent with the series as a whole or what the author likes to see. A lot of fan speculation over long periods of time swings in a different direction than the pre written story, and lots of media series work together when seen all at once better than it works for someone who’s been in it for years and years. That’s why people getting into longform media NOW near the end of its lifetime are much more open to the newest addition to the series than old fans, on average.
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lorillee · 1 year
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i am so so sorry but i’ve been looking for this gif for ages and i cannot for the life of me find it but i remember you having it like a year back or so
it was a winnie the pooh and piglet gif where pooh crashed into piglet and went he flying
i think i actually have the dark mode version of it somewhere so i’ll see
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yep that’s the one
if you still have it but with like a white background PLEASE send it to me or reply to the ask with it but if you don’t have it that’s okay!!
i am so sorry to disturb you but thank you so much
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here's the one i have - im like 90% sure it comes from a post that goes something like
op: "digital art isnt REAL art" [pooh & piglet gif here] reblogger: is that an example or a [threat/response/reply bc i cannot remmeber which but you get the idea]
but i cannot find it for the life of me. anwyays what happened is it was a .webp file but the only way i knew how to change .webps into their original formats at that time was going to this website and plugging the url in and then downloading it by right clicking the preview but for some reason it screwed up the transparency or something??? so its just like that. anwyays unfortunately since i cannot find the original post i cant give you the version where its all white but maybe you can find somebody who actually knows how to work gifs to make it. not like that
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thefact0rygirl · 1 year
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Hi Vee,
Sorry for this ask. I don’t mean to dump on you but that anon hit home. Not so much as a commenter/reblogger but as a new writer. There’s definitely a popular clique of SW fic writers who all seem really nice but they only read/reblog/rec each other’s writing. It’s not mean-spirited. The group has known each other longer, they’ve become friends on tumblr/discord, and they’ve built a great network. There’s nothing wrong with any of that! But it gets discouraging as an outsider because no matter how much commenting or reblogging or asks we send, we’re not in “the group”. I’ve tried interacting in lots of ways but it’s never reciprocated, especially not to my fics. And it’s so frustrating when those same writers complain about interaction being down. (Or worse - when the bigger writers complain about no one reblogging and then they just like/don’t reblog. That one actually makes me scream.). Low interaction is even harder for new people because we don’t have a group of besties reblogging/talking up our work. Like there’s no point in posting fics because it’s not about the quality of writing, it’s just about who you know.
Again, everyone is super nice and there’s probably nothing that will ever change this ecosystem. And again - it’s not a bad thing. You have a supportive group around you and you and all the other great writers on here deserve that. And you also don’t owe anyone friendship/time/energy. Just sucks to be on the wrong side of the mutual circle. It just really does feel like high school all over again. Sorry to dump.
No need to apologize! The other anon said what a lot of people are feeling.
It’s tough because there is a lot that goes into interactions on here. There isn’t a simple explanation, and that’s frustrating! You work hard and you can’t get a clear answer as to why shit doesn’t work out.
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plunderpress · 3 months
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One of my new year's resolutions for 2024 was to drop my habit of liking tumblr posts rather than reblogging them. If I saw a good post while scrolling through my dash, I'd simply tap the heart so I could "come back to it later" instead of subjecting myself to the intolerable agony of interruption. (Turns out it's an ADHD thing.)
But I decided that had to change, so I girded my loins, opened up my likes page, and began to go back through them all to see which felt rebloggable. After all, with determination and a can-do attitude, how long could that take?
I only got to mid-2023.
I am a prolific liker of posts.
Anyway, if you're one of my mutuals and you're thinking to yourself "why is he reblogging all these old posts?" This is why. They're only gonna get older the deeper I get into my backlog.
I am so sorry.
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