gal-loving white person, 29, she/her or they/them, reblogging nerdy shit
(and occasionally pointing out that the world sucks for 90% of the people who live in it) PFP done by @riotpaw
gal-loving white person, 29, she/her or they/them, reblogging nerdy shit
(and occasionally pointing out that the world sucks for 90% of the people who live in it) PFP done by @riotpaw
we mischaracterize vriska as a girlboss too often. she’s a failgirl aspiring to girlboss status and failing more often than not, only occasionally stumbling into doing something useful or cool largely by accident
Big fan of the new Obvious Plant for obvious (plant) reasons
[ID: An Obvious Plant branded toy package in pink, orange and white with a realistic plastic prawn in the blister pack. Text reads “Fuck it, let’s PRAY TO THE PRAWN GOD. Benevolent! No church! Visibly patrols the sky in exchange for small fish and invertebrates! Bad stuff continues to happen, maybe try worship the Prawn instead? WARNING: VENGEFUL. do not cross the prawn” end ID]
[ID: The reverse of the package, with a prawn drawing at the bottom. Text reads “THE 8 TENETS OF PRAWN GOD. 1. Nature is sacred. 2. Do no harm. 3. Ingest of the BRINE. 4. Cleanliness is prawnliness. 5. Greed corrupts. 7. The number [REDACTED] is forbidden. 8. Devoutness shall be rewarded with: (1) A RIDE ON THE PRAWN. This prawnduct is not real. Nothing is real.” End ID]
The closest I come to Critiques Of Modernity is that I fear there is something genuinely bad for us about being aware of a whole world full of more than eight billion people. We are creatures whose empathy still seems mostly calibrated for communities of single to at very most triple digits, and our response to being faced with examples of the suffering and death of millions daily tends to go toward: 1) intense moral callousness and sole concern for number one; 2) verging-on-suicidal depression; or 3) hyperfocus on the tragedy of the moment, often in ways that lead very easily into outrage-induced bigotry and hate.
Compensatory perceptual filter AI that compresses the rest of humanity down into Hetalia-sized chunks.
You are human, you have always been human, and you will always be a human. As long as you can keep convincing yourself you are. Something that is ģ̸̰̱̎̇̾͘̕͝͝e̶̛̠̪̗̻̜̱̤̲͖̗͔͊ṫ̸̢̛̗̦̲̯̥͍̲͍̈͜ţ̵͚̠̩͈̏̈́̏̍̑ḯ̸̛̬̰̫̮͇̰̥̦̜̠̞̤̫̜̅͑̀̐͒̃̿̾͑͊͗̕ṋ̶̹̞͔̩̥̖̦̙̻̼̠͇̭̈̑g̶̛̪̳͆̋̔́̉̀͠͝ͅͅ ̷͎̄͋͑̇̀̾͊͊̉̕̚͝ḧ̸͖̤͕̩̰̮̞̞͖̺́́͐a̷
one of the cooler parts of growing up is realizing that you were being incessantly lied to throughout highschool and that fat gay people are not only capable of being desired, but are actively and often voraciously lusted after
character playlists aren’t for songs a character would listen to they are for songs that remind me of the character
“x wouldn’t listen to this” yeah no shit this is for when i want to listen to my shitty songs and think about my favorite little characters
Speak for yourself. I think Rouge the Bat would love my Rouge playlist. Every time I found a smooth jazz, acid jazz, nu jazz, or jazz house song that fit her style, I thought “damn Rouge would love this,” and added them to a playlist, specifically for her to listen to.
Okay. Well Rouge the Bat isn’t real. So I don’t think she’s gonna listen to that.
I want to write about the lore regarding the guy in the third panel:
You guys are right that the guy eating food IS the dad from Crayon Shin-Chan. There is an official spin-off that is a gourmet manga starring Shin-Chan’s dad.
The silent man in the third panel is a reference to a certain artist on Pixiv who became a meme because he kept posting gay fanart of himself together with Shin-Chan’s dad, titled “Hiroshi Nohara and me”. Sadly it seems like his account is deleted now.
