- when the person kidnapped by the villain is all ‘no one’s going to come for me’ and
- someone does, but it’s the person they’d least expect
- EVERYONE COMES because wow, maybe I am depressed because I didn’t think I knew this many people, much less that they liked me
- no one comes and the villain gets pissed on their captive’s behalf and treats them better than their former associates did
- they rescue themselves and everyone’s so impressed but the person yells because I AM CAPABLE AND YOU SHOULD HAVE AT LEAST NOTICED I’D BEEN KIDNAPPED
- they get rescued by a deus ex machina, preferably their dad/mom/grandma/old associate who is exponentially cooler than the heroes
basically, I like it when people get rescued and get validation
Can I add: people getting rescued by their pets.
I also really love when a person gets kidnapped and is utterly unsfraid because they know that a specific person is coming for them and oh boy did that villain make a mistake kidnapping them.
Three points from this article I really want people to take away from it:
1.
“There often comes a pivotal point during radicalization when a person first faces the consequences of their extremism when they have to decide whether to make amends and reintegrate themselves into their communities or to double down, retreating further and further into a self-reinforcing universe of alternate facts and realities.”
2.
“The “concerned parent” trope in news articles has emerged as one of the most pernicious forms of American anti-trans propaganda, according to Dr. Julia Serano, the famed trans writer and biologist.
“These pieces strike trans-unaware audiences as ‘fair and balanced’ because they seem to show ‘all sides’ of the story,” Serano wrote recently in a piece about how even mainstream publications like The New York Times and The Atlantic have frequently elevated the voices of non-affirming parents while obscuring those parents’ ties to extremist anti-trans organizations.
“These articles make it seem as though these parents simply want what’s best for their child,” Serrano wrote, “when in actuality these parents are heavily invested in disaffirming and suppressing their child’s trans identity.”
3.
“If there’s adults in your life or if there’s people in your life or friends or whoever the fuck that you love, that you’re worried about losing over this, and if you’re like… ‘if I come out this person might abandon me,’ that’s their decision that they’re making,” Renton says. “That is 100% not on you. It doesn’t mean you’re fucking bad. It doesn’t mean you’re wrong. It doesn’t mean there’s something broken with you. That is someone else being fucked up.”
“Ultimately, community will find you, and you will find community, whether it feels impossible or not,” he says.
40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back.
New sleep style: hitting the snooze button so many times that you sleep two additional hours in ten minute intervals. I call this Horse Sleep
Worse sleep. That was meant to say worse sleep
I Am So Fucking Tired
Literally immediately after reblogging this to correct it I went “wow, it has a reblog already?” And got all the way to checking my notifs before I realized. That it was me.
I actually wasn’t that far off you guys
HOLY SHIT THE POST IS SAVED
Anyway horse sleep: sleep, but horse. Worse. Sleep but worse. Definitely one of the two.
see the thing is that mitski and hozier are exactly that good, its just that so many of their fans are all collectively competing for the most annoying people on earth award. and winning.
i say this all the time but im fucking right like hozier and mitski are actually geniuses and incredibly respectable and admirable artists with beautiful unique voices and evocative lyrics and moving instrumentals that just fucking tear at your heart and head. theyre so fucking talented and always have been, but their fans SUCK. so fucking bad. they suck ass so hard its unreal.
