rewatching castlevania: nocturne again

One advantage of not really having a strong sense of gender identity is that you’re very [shrug emoji] about how people gender you. Sometimes people call me by she/her pronouns and sometimes they go with he/him pronouns and on the internet people often default to they/them, and neither option is entirely right but also, fuck if I know what would be right, and I don’t particularly care. Therefore I’m perfectly happy to outsource my gender identity to the people around me who actually need to figure out which box to put me in. I don’t need to talk about myself in third person, so really my pronouns sound like a you problem.

My pronouns are I/me and the rest is for someone else to deal with because I have better things to do.

Very fond of macrolabels, like “queer”, that provide zero extra information. Is it genderqueer? Is it romantic/sexual orientation queer? Is it queer as in “none of your fucking business what’s in my pants and what I do with it and with whom”?

This is actually probably the first time I’ve ever read something that accurately describes my relationship with gender--ie, ‘my gender is me and my pronouns are a you problem’--so thank you for that!

#you cannot gender me in a way that matters

the gentlemens guide to vice and virtue is like the definition of don’t judge a book by its cover. I saw the cover and was like hmm cheesy love story w no plot? and then I read it and got an elaborate plot w necromancy and alchemy and representation

my gender is picking “woman” on a form but feeling kinda weird about it

my gender is hovering over “other” on a form, feeling weird about it, then picking “woman”, then still feeling weird about it

so who else gets irrationally afraid and embarrassed about their interests being known to people in real life

#i’m not embarrassed but#i hate the thought of having to guard what i love#and defend any of my interests to others#people are the worst i don’t want them to know me

current goal: make it through the week

long term goal: make it through all the weeks

Tbh???? I don’t have the fuckn time to pick and choose who can come to pride or use the acronym lgbt+. I got like, actual problems. Like bigots who wanna kill me and stuff. And money. Anyway happy pride, if you say you’re LGBT+, you don’t wanna hurt anyone, and you ID as lgbt+ in some way, I believe you because who has the fuckn time to examine everyone’s identity? I’m busy. I have a cat to feed.

#DAD RUMPLE CAN'T STOP DADDING #HE'S A DAD 24/7/365 #HE'S ROGERS' DAD AND TILLY'S DAD AND ALL OF HH'S DAD #I LOVE DAD RUMPLE (via @thatravenclawbitch)

I fucking hate when men look at me like did I give you permission to do that? No

if the first woman major party candidate for president loses to the literal embodiment of misogyny, racism, and bigotry i will be stripped of the last residue of faith that i still have in humanity i swear to god

Ah, the wasted potential of that half season. Look at this smooth motherfucker. I want him strutting into the middle of town, declaring that he’s going to take it back, and launch into tons of RumBelle anger/hate/love?/lust.

The fact that we didn’t even get one scene of Charming and Company sending Belle to try and negotiate with him for some piece of info while he snarls about her sending him over the line, and she yells at him for going on a murder spree without mentioning it to her, and all the while you know they both just want to fuck. 

That’s all I wanted from 4B and instead they had a ridiculous out of nowhere love triangle that was then abandoned and never mentioned again.

When the writers just keep digging your fav in a deeper hole so the entire fandom hates him.

The Limit of Manpain

An open letter to Jeff Davis and anyone who thinks that character development occurs only through adding more manpain.

Mathematics has this really nice concept called a limit. In math, it means that as x approaches a value a, y approaches a value b. For the non-mathematically inclined, think of it like this: you are 10 feet away from something, say, a chair. You are only allowed to approach this chair by going half the distance between you and it. First, you go 5 feet forward. Then you go 2.5 feet. Then 1.25 feet. Then .625 feet. You get the idea. The point is, you get closer and closer to the chair without actually reaching it, because there will always be that one really tiny amount of distance between you and it. But when you get down to less than half an inch, it doesn’t matter, because it feels like you’re practically there.

I want you to think of mainpain as a limit. The first time something horrible happens to a character, they’re devastated, and we, as the audience, are devastated along with them. The next awful thing adds more misery, but not quite as much as the first. And so on and so forth as awful things keep happening.

However, there can only be so much misery added before it all just becomes dull. We become used to it. It doesn’t shock or ruffle us as the first or second or even third times something terrible happened. It’s just a few more droppings on a mountain of shit. It doesn’t matter because you’re already overwhelmed by the smell.

Now apply this concept to Derek Hale. Derek’s entire family dies; he blames himself; he is a ball of failure and misery. We’ve been at this level since season one. Adding anything else to that? Does not make the impact you think it will. Here’s a graph I drew up for easy looking:

Do you see what I’m saying? We know Derek is miserable. We know Derek blames himself. We know he keeps trying and failing. And you know what? It’s enough. We get it. Life shits on Derek Hale.

But at some point, you’ve got to stop, and you’ve got to start digging yourself out of that shithole. That is character growth. That is character development. Adding more misery for the sake of manpain? That’s boring. That’s dull. The character becomes stagnant. The show becomes repetitive. 

So really, just stop.

it still sort of confuses me how teen wolf is known for one ship when the beauty of this show is that

you

can

literally

ship

any

person

with

any

other

person

literally

i am not kidding

literally

any

ship

is shippable

jesus christ how many more can there be

i

think

you

get

my

drift

right…

?