you’ll find i’m full of surprises
it’s 2020 and you are still alive. did you ever have certainty you would see this day? forget not how much you have withstood.
Pure Deity
(decided to go with the pure true form, since the corrupted version is going to appear way more)
The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.
I have never before heard of Everett True, but if he “regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude,” I have a strong spiritual connection with him.
I fucking love him
i can imagine this guy’s voice very clearly in my head but i couldn’t put a name to it
No matter how many times you fail to meet your own expectations, you have to forgive yourself. Despite contrary belief, dwelling on and badgering yourself over your faults doesn’t ever help you grow into who you want to be.
It’s like gardening: if your flower isn’t blossoming like you want it to, you don’t rip out its leaves as punishment for failing to satisfy you. You recognize the problem and figure out what’s going wrong with its environment so you can modify it, giving the flower a chance to bloom in its own time.
Accept your shortcoming or setback, forgive yourself, and figure out what’s going wrong so that you can plan for how to prevent it from repeating in the future. Thank your past self for trying in the first place and then give your future self the love needed to flourish.
I am almost affronted at how good and forgiving this advice is.
Flawless positivity.
Listen.
I read once, don’t remembet where or know if it’s true, that in order to train an animal and to remain good friends with it, you need a 5/1 ratio of positive vs. negative interactions. So for every interaction that the animal considers negative - pilling a cat, for example - you need FIVE positive interactions, such as treats, cuddles, play, or praise if you want to remain on the best possible terms with it.
This applies to your relationship with yourself.
If you aren’t positively interacting with yourself but are instead consistently berating, punishing, or being disgusted with yourself, you are 100% going to have a lot of emotional pain.
You aren’t perfect. Nobody is and nobody should feel like they have to be. You will make mistakes. And contrary to what a lot of folks, self included, seem to believe, being mean to yourself because you think you “deserve” it won’t actually help you learn or becone a better person.
All it does is teach you not to trust yourself, and teach you that you will always disappoint yourself. You take on a toxic relationship with yourself where you play both parts. It’s terrible.
So yes, you HAVE to learn to forgive yourself. You actually cannot grow effectively in the confines of a toxic relationship. Including one you have with yourself.
I know it isn’t easy, I have a hard time too, but it is so, so necessary.
You can’t hate yourself into being happy.
I don’t remember where I read this but it literally changed my life and how I approach growth and personal development. It can be hard to keep in mind sometimes, but it puts it in a way that’s hard to argue with.
Darth Vader : The Dark Side of the Force
The piece size measures about 27x22cm (10.6x8.7 inches)
I used some pictures as a motif for his background.
That is, the emblem of galactic empire, the intricate structure part of the second Death Star under construction, the surface of the first Death Star trench, and the death star plans.
I put my work on a red transparent board and shot it against the sky.
That way I can take a picture of him as if he is in flames!
Got some more alligator ASMR for y’all- crank up the volume for prehistoric chills
lol this weird ass bird
‘redemption arc’ this and ‘redemption arc’ that
wheres an arc where the hero gets morally corrupted by a villain and switches sides and becomes an even bigger threat as a result
where is my bastardization arc
Negative character development WOOOOOO
Consider - hero bastardizaton and villain redemption within the same work so that by the end they’ve entirely switched sides and roles
anti this character, anti that movie, can’t you just shut up and enjoy the things you like
because what is your goddamn point? are there points for hating 24/7? do you get some money for anti-ing a thing? respect? is it about respect? you’re respected for posting bullshit posts about why and how someone should anti a character because you don’t like them? are you being paid for this? just help me understand because i don’t get it and it doesn’t go anywhere. your anti-ing doesn’t go anywhere. as a matter of fact, it only makes people cringe, get angry, and leave a fandom in the best case ‘cause they can’t stand whiny asses like you. you don’t bring anything to any fandom but longer or shorter essays about a movie/character you hate because this and that, let alone that your arguments are in 80% of cases unrelated to anything and taken out of your ass just because, and why people also should hate that character/movie even though your dislike is often based on personal beliefs and preferences, and nobody cares about those essays. nobody but you and people just as pathetic like you.
why not focus on what you enjoy and what you’re interested in? why waste your time on blogging round-the-clock about things you hate? it’s a pure waste of time, energy, and effort that you could put into something productive that would actually bring some good to this already sad and hateful world.
An ex-friend of mine is like this. We started out in the same fandoms, but over the course of two years everything became about what is and isn’t problematic to her. She started seeing the bad in everything. All those movies we used to talk about on the phone, the video games we’d text each other about in all caps, the ships we made playlists for and joked about, all of it slowly became Problematic ™ to her. Everything that used to make her smile turned into something she couldn’t admit to liking without her friends online and off telling her she was bad. She was an abuse supporter because she liked Steve/Tony and the MCU had them fight each other and even if you write an AU where Civil War didn’t happen, you’re bad. She was normalizing abuse by liking Invader Zim, a wacky dark comedy. She was racist for liking Avatar the Last Airbender and The Legend Of Korra since those shows don’t have a one-to-one representation of Asian cultures. (I, a mixed Asian person, spent an hour soothing her as she sobbed over the phone about not wanting to be a bad person. She isn’t. Her liking the show didn’t hurt me.)
Nobody wants to be racist. Nobody wants to think they’re into something bad or promoting something bad. She gave up what she enjoyed bit by bit because she didn’t want to be bad or do bad things. She didn’t want to hurt people. She didn’t want to hurt me, her queer mixed POC friend, by watching Voltron if that had bad POC representation or Steven Universe if that had bad queer representation. So she dropped show after show, game after game, book after book, until she had a handful of things left that she allowed herself to enjoy - if she pointed out every little problem in it.
Like an Evangelical Christian, she tried to save me from Being Problematic ™ after a while. Give up your bad queer rep cartoons and abuse apologist superhero movies and sexist books and racist video games and you’ll be better! People will stop harassing you! Everyone will be nice to you if you just change everything you like overnight and use the right words and get offended by all the right things! She could not understand that I was okay with myself. I have flaws, but I’m a good person, I do good things, I work regularly with a wonderful charity, I treat my friends well. I do not think all of that goes out the window because I laugh at Invader Zim or think Tom Hiddleston’s performance as Loki is the best part of the first Thor movie. The distance between us got worse the more I refused to give things up and the more her friends convinced her to give everything up because her blog posts, texts and phone calls weren’t happy anymore. We weren’t making jokes and sending each other fic and art like before. We weren’t creating playlists for crackships or coming up with Star Wars AUs where Ben Solo became a lounge singer.
We weren’t doing anything. She was screaming at all times about all the things she hated about all the shows, games, movies and more that her friends also hated. She was finding problematic elements in the first episodes of shows as they went live. She was proclaiming that movie trailers normalized abusive tropes. Her content was radically different from mine and our friendship didn’t die in an explosive blowout, it died when she blocked me for reblogging a Rapunzel/Flynn gifset because they have an age gap so that’s pedophilia normalization. That used to be her ultimate Disney OTP; she loved them, loved Rapunzel, loved Disney.
She hates Rapunzel, Rapunzel/Flynn, and Disney now. She hates the MCU, hates Star Wars, hates superhero movies, hates Avatar and Korra, hates fanfic, hates ships, hates, hates, hates, hates.
But she’s right that people leave her alone now. People don’t harass her over ships now. People don’t send her inbox hate anymore.
Because no one really talks to her about anything.
A lot of antis see being an anti as protection. It’s an insulation against being hated, a shield against pushback, a way of insuring your own safety. It’s a balm that soothes over your conscience and tells you that you’re a good person. You’re not racist, you’re not into abuse, you’re not part of the problem, you are not bad because people are saying you aren’t. But on some level, you don’t believe them. The paranoia these groups create informs your own self-worth’s fragility. You may be good now, but you know one wrong reblog could bring all your hard work crumbling down. So you can’t get out. You have to keep hating, banning, ‘canceling’, calling out, decrying, burning bridges, forever.
They can’t stop screaming or they’ll be dogpiled. They can’t enjoy something with even the tiniest flaw or they’ll be hated, banned, cancelled, called out, decried.
It’s not about the fandom. That is not the point. Fuck the fandom.
It’s about protecting yourself from the cult mob group you’ve accidentally, gradually joined. That is the point. Not a point, the point, the only thing that matters.
And fuck your friends if they don’t understand.
