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Are you a “can’t write dialogue” writer or a “can’t describe anything” writer

Damian Wayne moments that I loved for the new fans pt1:

This kid is so damn chaotic really.

Damian keeps bringing animals to the Cave because back home the al Ghuls have an animal conservatory. He can adopt as many animals as he wants and finds it atrocious that his Father doesn't have one.

Damian: Where are all the animals? *looks around*

Bruce: the what?

Alfred: *raises his eyebrows*

Talia: He doesn't have a conservatory my love, he owns a company

Damian: *crunches his nose*

Moving out of the apartment

damian would be characterised much better if people understood that he’s simply a 40 year old brown uncle in the body of a teenage boy

One fashion like where I have no complaints or dislikes or side comments. All amazing.

Tony Ward ‘Where is Aphrodite?’ Fall 2022 Ready-to-Wear Collection

“jason todd is the angry robin” nope incorrect dick “snuck out of his new foster home in the middle of the night to track down and hopefully murder his parents’ killer” grayson is the angry robin who worked very very hard to turn himself into the symbol of hope and good that robin became and saying it’s jason is a disservice to both jason “robin gives me magic!! :D” todd and dick “i want to save the soul of gotham” grayson

“damian wayne is the scary robin” wrong again! tim “figured out batman and robin’s identity at 9 years old outstubborned batman to become robin beat ras al ghul and the league of assassins and is canonically the smartest member of effectively the smartest family on earth” drake is a terror with a mean streak that most of the robins don’t have and that is much much scarier for being calm and calculating and damian wayne deserves to have his enormous fucking heart recognized

this has 100% been talked about before but younger members of the lgbt community (especially on tumblr) NEED to understand that “gay panic” doesn’t mean “oh no i’m a teen panicking because i might be gay” it means “literal legal defense used in cases where a person has murdered someone upon finding out they were gay”

Ok not to be controversial cuz I really do like her original design from the show, BUT HEAR ME OUT

I was inspired by Halle Bailey’s recent instagram pic with her gorgeous locs and couldn’t help but think of Holly O’Hair. Her design in EAH is adorable, but it doesn’t really do anything groundbreaking in terms of Rapunzel adaptations besides her ginger hair.

As a child, seeing a black Rapunzel with long beautiful locs would’ve literally blown my tiny mind, so this is low key just a self-indulgent gift to little me :)

Also, I absolutely adore eah and all its characters but can we talk about how Justine Dancer was the ONLY black royal/princess in the entire series?…. And we only got her several years in and toward the end of the series?? AND she got almost zero screen time in the specials and only one webisode appearance before the show was cancelled???? Justice for my girl Justine.

Want to learn something new in 2022??

Absolute beginner adult ballet series (fabulous beginning teacher)

40 piano lessons for beginners (some of the best explanations for piano I’ve ever seen)

Excellent basic crochet video series

Basic knitting (probably the best how to knit video out there)

Pre-Free Figure Skate Levels A-D guides and practice activities (each video builds up with exercises to the actual moves!)

How to draw character faces video (very funny, surprisingly instructive?)

Another drawing character faces video

Literally my favorite art pose hack

Tutorial of how to make a whole ass Stardew Valley esque farming game in Gamemaker Studios 2??

Introduction to flying small aircrafts

French/Dutch/Fishtail braiding

Playing the guitar for beginners (well paced and excellent instructor)

Playing the violin for beginners (really good practical tips mixed in)

Color theory in digital art (not of the children’s hospital variety)

Retake classes you hated but now there’s zero stakes:

Calculus 1 (full semester class)

Learn basic statistics (free textbook)

Introduction to college physics (free textbook)

Introduction to accounting (free textbook)

Learn a language:

Ancient Greek

Latin

Spanish

German

Japanese (grammar guide) (for dummies)

French

Russian (pretty good cyrillic guide!)

Tonight on My Husband Doesn’t Know How to Baby Talk

“Ma’am, are you aware that these, right here are your hands? They belong to you. And you get to decide what happens with them. So when you use these hands to pull your binky out of your mouth that is not necessarily a dad problem. I’ll fix it obviously i just want you to acknowledge it’s not my fault”

“The prince just fell in love with Cinderella because of her looks!”

Wrong. Okay, picture this–

So there’s the prince, okay? He’s like, smack dab in the center of the ballroom, and he is like, horrifically aware that this whole ball thing is a result of his dad falling into a panic about the royal lineage or whatever and he’s stuck listening to highborn girl after highborn girl, all lined up, introducing themselves like, “Oh yeah my family’s been a longtime supporter of the crown, and I think you’re cute, *cough* I’ve been told I have child-bearing hips *cough* Who said that? Anyway–” and Princey boy is just smiling through it, he has been the center of attention for entirely too long, he misses his emotional support horse, and is just internally like “Someone please kill me now.” And then… he sees her–This isn’t a love at first sight thing, this is a ‘what the hell is going on over there’ thing, because this girl has not gotten into the Debutante line for a solid 45 minutes. 

She’s just at the hors d’oeuvres table going HAM on the prosciutto-wrapped asparagus, and like, she’s polite about it, she’s happy to move aside for other people grabbing punch and canapes (and she’s really so sweet with the wait staff, it’s kind of cute because they’re like… definitely not used to being acknowledged) but it’s like, “Damn girl, did you not eat today?” and then the prince is kind of stuck with the uncomfortable thought of ‘how many girls starved themselves to fit into a corset for this.’ And then the Prince realizes he’s missed the past 4 Debutante introductions because he’s watching Mystery girl hork down crab rangoons. So he’s like, “Excuse me” and manages to break free from the never-ending parade of girls who will hop on his dick for status.

 And as he’s approaching Mystery Girl, it’s kind of hitting him that something’s not quite natural about her. Not fake, but not quite real. But at the same time this whole evening’s been just a whole circus of people acting fake as hell, so like, someone seeming a little off doesn’t seem bad, necessarily. And he sidles up to her like, “Hi,” and she’s like, “Oh–hey, have you tried the tapenade?” and she points to one of the plates, and at this point, he could hit her with the “You don’t know who I am, do you?” deal or the “Very funny, I see your play” deal, but at this point it occurs to him that, no, he hasn’t had anything to eat throughout this whole damn ball, partially because of being stuck in the debutante parade, partially because of nerves, and there’s something so disarming about the question that he grabs a crostini and she still seems so food-focused that it doesn’t seem possible that this is a play. So they both grab little plates and ditch the party.

She pretty much clears her plate in under two minutes and then has half of his plate, he’s cool with it, mostly he’s just absolutely fascinated listening to her.

See here’s the thing about Cinderella:

1. She doesn’t know he’s the prince. Like yeah, he’s been at the center of the room, but she’s kind of spent half the party eagerly looking around everywhere she’s allowed to go (”Have you seen rose garden? Have you seen the solarium??” further confirmation that she doesn’t know who she’s talking to) and the other half stuffing her face with food. 

2. She assumes she’s never going to see anyone here tonight again, and no one recognizes her, so she has no filter.

So she’s just talking about whatever with this guy. He seems cool. She talks about her friends, who are rats. She makes little outfits for them. Sometimes they bring her little gifts. She is already the coolest person the prince has ever met because of this. She pretty much offhandedly talks about whatever is fucked up about the kingdom that would take his advisors two hours of hemming and hawing and watering down to address. She just says it like it’s nothing, just funky little things she’s observed, and again, she’s not aware that he’s the prince, but it’s still pretty damn bold to bring up at a literal royal ball.

She… seems to have the majority of graces that lots of girls from Respectable Families™ have, but there’s something strange about it, something simultaneously broken and hardened, like the way you can see where ice has thawed and re-frozen. Also the way she talks about her family, and the way she avoids talking about her family– is raising several red flags, not in the “Oh this is another person trying to take advantage of me” sense, but in the “Oh fuck, something’s gone really wrong and you need help” sense and also lowkey a ‘damn is she even getting fed?’ sense. But he can’t say, ‘Hey, that’s not fucking normal for people to say that to you or treat you that way. We need to get you out of there,’ without sounding crazy himself, so for now, he’s just going to chill, make sure she’s comfortable, and keep enjoying the evening. She’s somehow befriended like 4 of the waitstaff so they’re willing to cover for them while they disappear for a little bit, and they get plenty of time to talk, but eventually it hits her that she hasn’t danced yet and she’s like “Come on! I bet we can make the prince jealous!” and he just bursts out laughing at that like “hell yeah, let’s make the prince jealous. He’s a real asshole.” Like clearly she’s having a good time, so who is he to make it weird? So they head back to the ballroom and they dance. And our girl, Mystery Girl, Cinderella, while they’re dancing, becomes acutely aware that everyone is staring. That doesn’t seem quite right. Like, yeah she’s hot, she knows she’s hot, but at least a good third of the party should still be focused on the prince, right? Where is that guy, anyway?

Oh.

Oh wait.

Oh shit.

And Princey Boy actually picks up on her realization and they whisper argue for like 3 minutes. “Why didn’t you tell me?! Now I feel like a goddamn idiot!” “I dunno it was nice being treated like a normal person” “Well me treating you like a normal person makes me a goddamn felon or something did you consider that?!” “Hey–Hey–it’s cool–you’re cool–I think you’re amazing, and if anyone says shit about you, I can shut it down.” “Well I don’t like that! That’s fucked up!” “I agree. It is fucked up, but I believe in you, and I think you should have a chance, and I’m here to back you up. I know power is fucked up right now. I know. But are you cool with working with me to change that?” And our girl Cindy pauses on that for a couple seconds, because.. she’s just spent hours with this guy and like.. she knows he’s a good guy, she knows he means well, so she’s like, “I don’t know how long I can actually work with you.” and the prince is like “Look, I know your home situation is complicated right now, but I really think we can–”

And then the bell starts ringing.

It’s midnight.

And then she takes off in a panic, and our prince just met the coolest person ever, and like, he’s pretty sure whatever situation they’re headed back to is fucked up, and all he’s got going to find her is a shoe. A shoe. 

“I live in the north of England, I’m used to freezing cold temperatures”

Oh honey.  That’s what the pilgrims said.  They mostly died.

Alya Césaire is brain dead.

My favorite characters in any series usually end up being the ones that are unfairly overhated.

The real writer experience is standing in the shower and coming up with the most authentic dialogue with perfect phrasing and raw emotion in your head, then stepping out and drying your hair, putting on some clean pajamas and opening a word document to write down all your perfect ideas only to realize everything has evaporated. 

god i hate how aesthetic-obsessed we have become. i'm not talking about cottagecore or dark academia or any of the other -cores, i'm talking about everything being so glossy and pretty and perfect and smooth and one-liner hot takes and feel-good own-the-conservatives progressivism and Top 10 Company Tweets We Laughed At and ring lights and young vloggers with pastel-perfect colour-corrected lives and carefully curated messy title cards and perfect montages being called "photo dumps" and bookstagrams or booktoks or bookblrs who buy every book they read, not a library edition in sight and "that girl" and this is how you age when you're unproblematic and glow ups and "clean" "inclusive" beauty and earth tones and minimalism and filming random people without their consent and definition of the self through consumption of goods and ggrgehwrgehrgehrgehrgehrrerg

“X bodily fluid is just filtered blood!” buddy I hate to break it to you but ALL of the fluids in your body are filtered blood. Your circulatory system is how water gets around your body. It all comes out of the blood (or lymph, which is just filtered blood).

every person can feel freddie’s presence in their souls when they sing MAMAAAAAA UUHHHH, I DONT WANNA DIE, I SOMETIMES I WISH I’VE NEVER BEEN BORN AT ALL with all the air in their lungs i’m not joking

when did he say he was happy when kurt was weak, don't need to twist to make your life happier

Oh, someone needs to go watch Tested again because it’s all there, buttercup. That great scene in the NYADA stage weapons class when Kurt was working out surrounded by male admirers (one of which asked Kurt to flex for him) while poor Blainy poo was sitting by himself and shoving cheese puffs into his cake hole. Shall I remind you of what Blaine said in his own voice over?

I’ve got to hand it to Kurt, he’s looking amazing these days. And he deserves all the attention he’s getting. Still, I can’t help but feel… what is it? Oh, just cut the crap, Blaine… I’m actually feeling a little jealous. Back at McKinley, I’d be the guy getting fawned over. I lifted, I boxed… I was in the Dalton fight club, for God’s sake. Kurt was… well, Kurt. Most of the time he was more comfortable hanging out with the girls. Like when the glee club sang Summer Nights, he did the Rizzo part. But the winds have changed. There’s a shift in the power dynamic. Kurt’s the hotshot now. And after what happened to him a few weeks ago, a lot of people look at him as a hero. He’s leading man material. I’ve always known he could be that, but most people didn’t. I guess I’m not used to Kurt being seen as a sexual object. And to be completely honest, I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that.

So let’s take a look at what Blaine said here… he was most comfortable and happy when he was the one that all the guys flocked around and wanted to be friends with him while Kurt hung out with the girls (and the amount of distain in Blaine’s voice when he said that Kurt was… Kurt, is really telling). He’s not happy that Kurt is the one that now all these hot guys at NYADA are looking at and are flirting with. It was fine and Blaine was happy when he got all the acknowledgement and Kurt was the one sitting on the sidelines, watching him adoringly. But now that Kurt is the admired one… it drove Blaine nuts. He liked it when he was the guy who everyone looked up to, but now that people thought Kurt was a hero (and fuck it, he was a hero for rushing into a dark alley to try to save someone’s life), Blaine said very clearly that there was a shift in the power dynamic - now with Kurt as the strong one and Blaine the lesser of the pairing - and Blaine couldn’t handle it.

And look at the difference in how Kurt and Blaine handled this imbalance. When the imbalance was in Blaine’s favor, he was completely blind to it and how it was affecting Kurt and did nothing to try to fix things. He was perfectly happy when Kurt was excluded or didn’t get decent parts (like his total non-reaction to Kurt getting cast as Office Krupke in WSS), while Kurt was supportive of him. Now things have switched at Kurt was very cognizant of how Blaine was struggling and was making a concerted effort that his recent successes didn’t demoralize Blaine.

So no… no twisting here. Just not ignoring things that actually happened in the show that are inconvenient and get in the way of my perception of my favored character.

being able to teleport must suck ass when you have adhd

I heard something about Urie purposefully making Pray For The Wicked sound like their old songs.

Anyone else think Old Fashioned sounds like Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met)?

With the difference in style between the verses and chorus?

Just me? Ok.

I can now summarise my life insofar into a single word: confused.

To elaborate I feel luke I jumped iin a whirlpool and landed in Wonderland (in a bad way).