Latest Posts by sassycostumegirl - Page 3

Nah it's fallen to Tumblr now my man best to just let it go

the "came back wrong" trope except like... they didnt. like this mad scientists wife died, and so he studied necromancy, brought her back, and she came back and it all worked. like she came back exactly the same as she was before with literally no difference. but the scientist guy is like "oh no... what have i done.... shes Different now!!!! she came back Wrong!!!!" and shes just like. chilling. reading a book. cooking dinner. shes just so so normal but in the guys mind hes like "oh shes soooo weird" but shes just normal

its just. so weird to me when people treat x reader as some like isolated cringe and ooc phenomenon. have you ever been in the tags for a popular mlm ship before in your life. you're saying that every single thing in there is objectively better than all of x reader? is that the hill you want to die on?

worst relationship status to have w someone is “objectively they’re a fine person who is nice but i don’t enjoy their company as much as they enjoy mine”

I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.

this is long but i think it's a good read about the kind of weird shit even "normal" christianity does to women lol

my own addition is one time during our youth drama practice a boy could see a girl's lower back peeking out during a movement so he told the pastor about it, who then made an example of both of them by bringing them to the front of the group to discuss it at the next rehearsal. we applauded the guy for being Very Strong And Brave! while the girl in question stood there on display and didn't say anything while a middle aged man and a teenage boy discussed her body with the youth group for ten minutes.

also because this is a thread about women and people are ghouls: i'm trans, exclusionists go make your own repost. everyone else feel free to add your own weird christian purity stories lmao

"i'll remember the exact phrasing of the paragraph i just thought of for my fic when i get to my computer later, i don't need to write it down or put it in my notes app" this is the devil speaking

This site is such a preschool simulator you’ll meet someone and be like ‘wow we played toys together for 5 minutes and now we’re making friendship bracelets’ and then you’ll meet someone else and be like ‘hm i’ve never hit someone with a plastic dump truck before. i think i might like to try it.’

Full offense but sometimes fandom just totally make up the characterization of a character and then complain when that isn’t canon

i hate that every time i look for color studies and tips to improve my art and make it more dynamic and interesting all that comes up are rudimentary explanations of the color wheel that explain it to me like im in 1st grade and just now discovering my primary colors

today the girl ringing me up at the gas station said “ok, have a nice day. i love you” and i said “what” and she repeated “i love you” with better diction

Ngl I was trying to figure out way too long why using pineapple juice to poison Duke was dumb. Like? He's allergic! That kills him! That's a simple solution when you don't have drugs to do the same.

Then I remembered: Miles was trying to frame it like he was the intended victim. This only works if there was actually a drug in there. With the pineapple juice, it's very clear that either 1) Miles accidently put pineapple in his drink and Duke picked it up tragically or 2) Miles intentionally put pineapple juice in his drink and murdered Duke.

Either way, he can not frame it as an attempt on his life, and ALSO he would have in best case scenerio with all good intentions, accidently murdered a guy. Manslaughter. By using the pineapple juice he assured he couldn't have been the victim.

It was a dark and spermy night...

I don't cry very often, like I genuinely don't remember the last time I cried, but I have dealt with too many people in the past 48 hours and I am on the verge of tears. But I still have three days until I get back to my apartment.

I've been around too many people for the past few days and I'm super overstimulated, I can feel myself getting bitchy. But now I have to go spend two days with my sister and her four children that literally could not be quiet if their life depended on it.

I'm already at my wits end, anybody have any tips on how to not bite someone's head off?

Why is this so funny to me?

Every time AO3 makes an update, there’s a chorus of ‘and can we please please please be able to leave kudos on each chapter pleeeeease?!?!’

In theory, this is a nice idea. We’ve all smashed the kudos button on our favourite fics, bemoaning the fact we can’t give them all the love.

But ya’ll, kudos per chapter would absolutely fucking suck.

For readers, it would suck because it would compound the existing problem of making it hard to find fics that are good and not just long - not that a fic can’t be both! But there are plenty of Pulitzer-worthy one-shots out there that are buried way way down the list when ranked by number of kudos, because they’re beneath a bunch of 50/? fics where the author lost sight of where the hell the story was going 30 chapters ago, but their fic has had 50x the chances to be viewed so has more kudos. It would encourage authors to release their fics in lots of little chapters instead of a few longer ones/one-shots as they might otherwise have done (and as might otherwise suit the story).

And for authors it would especially suck, as it would compound the existing problem of people not commenting. Kudos are very much appreciated, but comments make an author’s day; but so few people bother, and frankly, it’s disheartening. Let people just click a button to show their appreciation for each new chapter? The hits:kudos:comments ratio would get even worse than it already is.

You can already ‘give kudos’ for each chapter of a fic on AO3 - by commenting. Hell you can literally write ‘kudos!’ It will make the author smile, I promise.

girl typing a very specific question into google search bar, scrunching her face as she takes time to make sure she hasn't made any spelling errors, hitting enter, shaking her head as google only presents her with unhelpful websites that don't answer her query at all, moving her cursor back to the search bar and clicking on it so she can carefully write 'reddit' at the end, hitting enter again, sighing with relief as she finds a link to a reddit post asking the exact question she needed answered posted in a subreddit for a very niche topic, finally moving her cursor to click on the link, wondering why she didn't go straight to the subreddit earlier, only to be met with a deleted comment with a reply from the OP stating 'that was very helpful, thanks', sighing with frustration as she moves her cursor back to the search bar so she can copy the link and paste it into the wayback machine,

I wrote a 700 word scene on my phone in the middle of the night and then proceeded to not touch it again

maybe I should go back to that fic...

just came up with a really good 4 word cooking horror story but idk if you guys are ready for it

i love it when you read multiple works from a writer and you start being able to pick out the things that stick with them. like the themes they keep thinking about, that can’t be satisfied with just one poem or novel or story. or the motifs they like to reuse and recycle throughout their works like an extradiagetic thread. it’s like drawing a map through a writer’s collection of all the things that keep them up at night

pizza night is cancelled on account of the

Giving this website full of autistics obsessed with ranking and categorising stuff a poll option is like giving rats one of those buttons that makes cocaine

They're so confident about the imaginary content-restricting version of libraries that exist in their heads.

What’s going to make you happy right now? Is it some cake? Is it a nap? Is it calling your mom? Is it going on a drive and blasting music? Is it taking a bath? Is it reading a book?

Check in with yourself because you deserve that happiness, whatever it is.

i LOVE watching clips from high school productions on youtube. geeky high school thespians are my favorite people on this earth

I think the message of Howl’s Moving Castle is that in order to maintain a successful relationship with some kind of fucked up wizard, you must find it in yourself to also be some kind of fucked up wizard.

I just want some ice cream but if I pull it out my dad will want some and I absolutely do not want to share with my dad

Please tell me he leaves soon

My dad is visiting for a few days and I'm already ready to strangle everyone. I hate that some has invaded my space and there is literally nowhere I can go to get away from him.