*bittersweet song quote*

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on being raised on fairy tales in which you are the monster // a. m. h.

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ON BEING RAISED ON FAIRY TALES IN WHICH YOU ARE THE MONSTER

young one, there are things in this forest that want to hurt you yes, we mean the forest we are raising you in yes, we mean the forest we will not let you leave young one, the only things in this forest want to hurt you

young one, the things in this forest have claws and fangs yes, we mean claws like the ones on your hands yes, we mean fangs like the ones in your mouth yes, we mean you should avoid things with claws and fangs they are dangerous ang only want to hurt you

young one, everything in this forest needs to be killed they’re dangerous, too dangerous to live yes, we mean this forest that you are in yes, we mean this forest we will not let you leave

the things are so dangerous, young one yes, we mean things like you nothing good lives in this forest that’s why we won’t let anything leave

young one, why are you looking at us like that? why are you barring your fangs, slashing your claws? this is exactly what we mean everything in this forest wants to hurt us everything in this forest needs to be killed

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[What if they sent me here because I'm a f**k-up? As a joke?]

when he said this i unironically got hurt irl . kim psychic damage kitsuragi

So, Matoran on Metru Nui used to just hide things and send each other on fetch quests for fun.

This explains so much.

LOSE AND SEEK

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Worth noting that this is the one book in the Adventures series that did not have the framing device of Vakama narrating it to the Toa Nuva.

Otherwise I imagine they would have got to that bit and gone “WAIT.”

Honestly Lose-and-Seek and sending your besties/worsties on fetch quests is the kind of whimsy Bionicle has had since the beginning and it allows it to retain that charm into the cyberpunk dystopia that was the Metru Nui arc.

That’s the hilarious part, the Turaga sent the new heroes off on a Very Important Mission to… play a slightly more elaborate version of a game that the Turaga liked to play as Matoran?

And some of them almost got killed doing it.

To be completely fair, I wouldn't be surprised if the threat of death was a thing back on Metru Nui as well. That cyberpunk dystopia of Metru Nui suffered from, among other things, a complete and total lack of respect for safety of life. I absolutely wouldn't be surprised if they're just culturally predisposed to not consider threat to life as a problem beyond the very immideate.

I have this headcanon-scene-thing where Onewa would be mostly uninterested in the contents of the Archives, but eventually would jokingly ask Whenua, “You got any rocks?” Then, when the answer turns out to be, “Of course, we have a whole section dedicated to them!”, the rest of that day is spent with Onewa running around that section and just being happy about all the different types of rock in one place and Whenua trailing after him with this really big grin.

“I’ve used this one before in my carving!  But that one, ugh, it’s terrible - crumbles real easy and doesn’t last very long in the elements.  And - hey, pumice!  Did you know it floats?!  Whoever heard of a rock that floats, right, but it does so that means there’s still hope for me to float someday. …stop laughing, it could happen!”

And…and so on.

this is so cute I’m dying.

first day in the time loop it is not a loop yet. i go about my day and its a pretty good day and when i make my evening cup of tea i wish all days were like this

second day in the time loop and in the moment before waking i have a dream about something i have to do tomorrow. i do not realise i will never get to do it.

third day in the time loop i get hit with a wave of deja vu sitting in traffic. i am bored of the songs on the radio.

fourth day in the time loop i realise i am mouthing along to my lecturer even though i do not know anything about the sampling of early electronic music.

sixth day in the time loop my friend says hello to me and i say 'yes i know'. she looks at me funny and i apologise. she starts telling me about her girlfriend and i simply do not care. i feel mean for not caring. when i get home i accidentally walk into a doorframe which does not improve my mood. i realise i already have a bruise on my elbow.

seventh day in the time loop i realise there has been a cloud shaped like a weasel outside my bedroom window for the last week. i think 'what are the chances of that' and then i realise the chances are very very low.

eighth day in the time loop i skip everything i had planned to sit by the river and read. i know all about the sampling of early electronic music now and if i have to listen to the radio play summertime or my friend talk about her girlfriend and her stupid cat one more time i am going to scream.

ninth day in the time loop the irony of hearing summertime every day becomes apparent. i am trapped in an endless summer day. i remember the saying about not being able to stand in the same river twice so i make a point of standing in the same river for half an hour on the off chance i'm doing it at the same time as i dipped my feet in yesterday just so i could be the exception.

tenth day in the time loop it is very obvious that no one else know they are in a loop. i wonder if the whole world is looped and i'm just the only one who knows it or if i'm the only one who is looped and the world is seeing endless double exposures of me. i wonder which loop is the real one.

eleventh day in the time loop i wonder if i'm aging at all.

twelfth day in the time loop i start to think about video games. playing the same level over and over and over again. you die on the same point of the level every time but you re appear the start to have another go. i wonder what part of the day i am stuck on. which obstacle i have to beat to get to move on to tomorrow.

thirteenth day in the time loop i am remembering everything now. i do not think i did at the start but i can definitely remember what i had for breakfast yesterday morning because that was today. my friend calls me in the middle of the night asking why i wasn't at the lecture. i start telling her that i've already been to that lecture six times when it hits midnight and the loop resets.

fourteenth day in the time loop i drive as far away as possible to see if i still wake up in my bed when the loop resets. i get a cheese and pickle sandwich from a gas station but it sucks so i leave without paying. i do buy a packet of gum though. just not the sandwich. i wonder how food works in a time loop and suppose food consumed gets um-consumed. the radio stills play summertime and as i drive i think about the inherent time loop of a song. the exact same four and a half minutes over and over and over again. i wonder if we have a god complex about our favourite songs. i wonder if i am getting to wound up in the themes of the time loop and if there is an easier way to solve this than getting philosophical. it is a long car ride and i have a lot of time to think. but still only twenty four hours.

fifteenth day in the time loop i get up early wash my hair and sit outside on the porch. a woman walks past with her dog. they were not there on the fourteen day and i think this is a good sign.

sixteenth day in the time loop i open my diary and see that i have been writing on the same page over and over and over. i turn the page and write 'today is tomorrow' in big letters.

on the seventeenth day i the loop breaks. i still don't know what i did. i don't think it was the diary page because that reset but the world didn't. or i didn't. or something. i go to the scheduled lecture and i'm so relieved its not about early electronic samples i get lost in the lecturer's voice and forget to take notes. i order a piece of lemon cake from the cafe because they didn't have it yesterday but they do today. i hang out with my friend and she tells me about some endearing silly thing her girlfriend did and i laugh. it's a nice day. i find myself thinking 'i wish more days were like this' but i don't think i do, actually.

Official Time Loop Post

my main takeaway from that post is that the "asexuals should be put in meat grinders" crowd didn't actually go away they just got quieter

it really is crazy how hearing the word "aphobia" makes the compassion just immediately drain out of people like a plug got pulled in the soles of their feet. ace people can talk about our experiences with ostracisation and medicalisation and corrective rape and abusive relationships and assault and conversion therapy and familial rejection and societal pressure and self-hatred and loneliness and erasure and lack of representation, and everyone agrees that those things are bad. but the second the word "aphobia" is mentioned people are instantly just falling over themselves in their desperation to Commit To The Bit

wait wait wait mutuals rb this with a description of ur voice

The good news: you get to pick your new soulmate! (You can define "soulmate" however you want: platonic/romantic/partners in crime/etc. But they will be in your life, constantly.)

The bad news: you don't get to pick where they come from.

Spin this wheel until you get a fandom with characters that you recognize. As soon as you do, stop. One of those people* is going to be a constant presence in your life, whether you like it or not. So choose wisely.

*broadly defined

okay it’s come to my attention that absolutely NONE OF YOU know ANYTHING about how cutie marks work. let me say this simply. a cutie mark isn’t a job being assigned, it’s a special TALENT OR SKILL that the pony enjoys. Most of the time it has a directly transferable job for that skill, like if you enjoy baking and are super good at it WOW! baker. If you are really good at writing and telling stories, author. However, there are some cutie marks that could go multiple ways.

twilight sparkle has exceptional magic ability, so she became a scholar, but she could really do anything that required a good magic skill. same with rainbow dash, her weather controlling job isn’t directly linked to her cutie mark, but it does fit the bill for the job.

i was posed the question of what would a murderer pony’s cutie mark be and wouldn’t everyone know. NO. if somehow murder were to be a special skill, the cutie mark might be something like a knife or a shovel. other ponies might just assume you’re good a cooking or gardening. now with cutie marks like apple jacks, their family has a ‘green thumb’ kind of deal so obviously the cutie mark would be hereditary.

so, the reason i made this post. walter white pony’s cutie mark would NOT be blue crystals. it would be a CHEMISTRY FLASK.

So I'm halfway through Gideon the Ninth and how come nobody has told me about Dulcinea?? She's so good, you'd think people would go bonkers over her

Ah.

Ngl ive had Gideon the ninth in my to read pile on my kindle app for months and this post is what inspired me to finally open it now

Ah, I see.

......well now I'm curious.

My friend send me this and i couldn't help but think of this post

we sharing the pain we've put people through?

what a good morning!! im gonna draw a dog!!

apRIL FOOLS I DREW TWO DOGS THEY’RE BEST FRIENDS

the only good april fool’s joke

it’s been 8 years and!! I’m so glad this is still making people happy!! (also i’m here now!!)

my legacy :) ruff will be immortal

You guys want to play a game? REBLOG and put in the tags why you follow this person

THIS WAS AN ACTUAL POST BY THE POKEMON COMPANY. 

don’t click off after it hurts you, please

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The only jump scare anybody’s going to see here. :)