mominmudville:

soyeahso:

There are a couple of things about current shipping culture that confuse me.  

1. The focus on whether or not a pairing will become canon as a reason people should ship something or not.  Do you not understand what the “transformative” part of “transformative works” means?”

2. This idea that saying “I ship that” means “I think that, as presented in canon,this is a perfect, healthy relationship that everyone should model their relationship after.” 

Sometimes shipping something does mean that.  Sometimes shipping something means “Person A is a trash bag who doesn’t deserve person B but I would love to explore how Person A might grow to deserve Person B.” Sometimes it means “I want these characters to live together forever in a conflict free domestic AU.”  Sometimes it means “I want Person A to forever pine after Person B.  Nothing is beautiful and everything hurts.”  And sometimes it just means you like their faces and want to see Person A and Person B bone in various configurations and universes. 

Listen to your parents, kids.

Streaming in a bit?

pangurbanthewhite:

So I’m in the mood to stay up late and play some video games. Anybody wanna join me? I’ll be starting another round of Undertale in about half an hour, so call it 10:15 CST / 11:15 EST? Hopefully we shall all have a good time getting messed with by a vengeful calculator and almost eaten by cupcakes.

Going live in just a few minutes! 

nyong-choi:

eicinic:

The crystal gems and their Steven 🌟 | 

I LOVE IT

I don’t want to work in IT anymore. 

I think I’m tired of pretending that I do.

I need to keep working in IT, at least for now. I have loans. I have a cat. But…I lost sight of myself, and stopped thinking of IT as a means to an end. IT needs to be a means to an end.

I need to get out of this capitalist nightmare of a fucking country, and I need to write. I need to be like the folks I support on Patreon. I need to work and sweat and bleed for my art, because my art is what I am. I need to push and work and build. And I think of that and I think “fuck yeah” as opposed to work tomorrow, where I go into stress hives over the hours. Fuck those hours. Fuck that commute. 

So yeah. Wish me luck, guys.