Latest Posts by waverex - Page 8

Reblog to give the person you reblogged from the ability to finish their WIPs

hey netizens! i'm not sure how many people are aware, but youtube's been slowly rolling out a new anti-adblock policy that can't be bypassed with the usual software like uBlock Origin and Pi-Hole out of the gate

BUT, if you're a uBlock Origin user (or use an adblocker with a similar cosmetics modifier), you can add these commands in the uBlock dashboard (under My Filters) to get rid of it!

youtube.com##+js(set, yt.config_.openPopupConfig.supportedPopups.adBlockMessageViewModel, false) youtube.com##+js(set, Object.prototype.adBlocksFound, 0) youtube.com##+js(set, ytplayer.config.args.raw_player_response.adPlacements, []) youtube.com##+js(set, Object.prototype.hasAllowedInstreamAd, true)

reblog to help keep the internet less annoying and to tell corporations that try shit like this to go fuck themselves <3

i have neither a good imagination nor aphantasia, but a secret third thing

"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit

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HAPPY FIRST EVER INTERNATIONAL AROMANTIC VISIBILITY DAY

I’ve been thinking about cyberpunk’s fixation on the Ship of Theseus “how much of a human can you replace until they stop being human” and it all comes down to ableist bullshit, I hate it so much

We are done with examining the ship of Theseus, it’s finished now.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

yeah welcome to my place im so sorry about the mess ignore the autopsy table, lets go to my room- oh no. im sooo embarrassed *gestures to blood stained workbench covered in lab flasks filled with bubbling multicoloured liquids*

arach

not the twitter migrants putting "reblog heavy" in their bios on here... like yeah. that's what we do here

nothing will make you think "i have got to get weirder" more than finally feeling comfortable enough around other people to admit to interests of yours that you think make you a freak and a weirdo only to realize with a combination of embarrassment and relief that you're like a normie to them

REALLY IMPORTANT POST: google has updated their inactivity policy, and will be purging accounts that have been inactive for over 2 years starting in december 2023. PLEASE archive any content you want to preserve. upload it to the internet archive. youtube wasnt a feasible archive to begin with and definitely isn't one now. google drive is now a much riskier thing to host your archive on.

i have an entire list of resources with guides and tools you can use right here. my website and tumblr are mcyt focused but this should go for any video (and any other documents, audio, etc) you think is worth preserving.

That post that's like "stop writing characters who talk like they're trying to get a good grade in therapy" really blew the door wide open for me about how common it's become for a character's emotional intelligence to not be taken into consideration when writing conflict. I remember the first time I went to therapy I had such a hard time even identifying what I was feeling, let alone had the language to explain it to someone else. Of course there are plenty of people who've never been to therapy a day in their life who are in tune to their emotions. But even they would have some trouble expressing themselves sometimes. You have to take into account there are plenty of people who are uncomfortable expressing themselves and people who think they're not allowed to feel certain ways. It also makes for more interesting conflict to have characters with different levels of understanding.

anybody else in the club feeling this one

I have yet another little silly thing to contribute to the Lupin fandom.

Jet Set Radio images .

also this an edit not a drawing but there's this also. even though this image makes NO SENSE WHATSOEVER without context

ORIGINAL IMAGES UNDER THE CUT:

A simple gesture that means a lot  <3

(A bit late to share it but it’s never too late to to spread love)

Robo-Ky

Last Week Tonight, March 16, 2022

this video does more in 10 seconds than your fave’s entire filmography

This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.