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Ao3 has no messaging system. People leave kudos only or they bookmark my fics, and unless they have a tumblr linked in their profile, I have NO WAY to send a message. I WANT SO BADLY TO TALK TO YOU. I WANT TO TELL YOU THANK YOU FOR BOOKMARKING. I WANT TO TELL YOU THANK YOU FOR LEAVING KUDOS. But I can't do that unless you leave a comment!!! DO PEOPLE UNDERSTAND THAT I WANT YOU TO LEAVE COMMENTS SO I CAN BLUBBER A THANK YOU???????? fandom has always been a conversation for me. I LITERALLY WANT NOTHING MORE THAN TO TALK TO YOU AND FLAIL WITH YOU. I have no way to start a conversation unless you comment PLEASE LET ME FLAIL WITH YOU ABOUT THE BLORBOS 🥺🥺🥺

ngl that callout shit stops working when you realise that the average sexual deviant is infinitely more trustworthy than weird moral fascists

Do not punish the behaviour you want to see

I mean, it seems pretty obvious when you put it like that, right?

But how many families, when an introvert sibling or child makes an effort to socialize,  snarkily say, “So, you’ve decided to join us”?

Or when someone does something they’ve had trouble doing, say, “Why can’t you do that all the time?” (Happened to me, too often.)

Or any sentence containing the word “finally”. 

If someone makes a step, a small step, in a direction you want to encourage, encourage it. Don’t complain about how it’s not enough. Don’t bring up previous stuff. Encourage it.

Because I swear to fucking god there is nothing more soul-killing, more motivation-crushing, than struggling to succeed and finding out that success and failure are both punished.

Encouragement and acknowledgment are so much more effective than punishment.

One of the moments that I think about a lot when I think about how much I love my Dad, is that once when I was a teenager prone to spending long hours alone in my room I emerged to spend time with the family, he joked “Oh look, it’s the lodger!”

And before I’d even processed what he meant (that I was behaving more like a tenant than a family member), he went on some kind of internal flashback journey, and said “My father used to say that to me and I hated it, I don’t know why I said it to you,” and he apologised, and never made a joke like that again.

It’s like he did a speedrun on overcoming generational trauma.

There's something that I find equal parts hilarious and terrifying.

On one hand it is so funny watching the generation previous to mine (I was born in 84) absolutely say the most unhinged shit online, doxx themselves, and get fired, after spending my entire childhood teaching me online opsec because every stranger was a potential murderer. Social media done rotted their brains.

But on the other I'm seeing kids coming up, seeing them spew all their personals online, and using that to model their unsafe behavior and put themselves at incredible risk because the internet actually got way more dangerous than it was, ironically, when I was coming up being told I had to basically outsmart the fuckin CIA. Now the actual CIA and other bad actors (government, private, and individual) really are out there and these kids are watching fucking meemaw post a photo of the front of her house practically captioned with her fucking SSN and thinking, "yeah, sure, the adults know what's safe."

I gotta be a fuckin millennial about this and beg younger folx to listen to the VCR generation: hide yourself online. Nothing should go there you wouldn't want in the hands of the person who hates you the most.

Be safe, be smart, be a fucking ghost.

Powerpuff Girls was actually a show about a group of small children crushing the patriarchy and no one will convince me otherwise

Anyone who tries to convince you otherwise obviously wasn’t watching the same show.

reasons why i love this show so much 

I love that the most tiny feminine delicate sweetheart of the three does the traditionaly masculine chores. Kinda makes me wanna see a teen Bubbles change a tire in a pretty dress and hair bow.

honestly i think my fav part of this gifset is the fact that those last two are probably supposed to be Their Chores but only Bubbles is doing them like that is peak sibling energy, flawless execution

Didn’t PPG have a villain that was specifically meant to mock feminists as man haters that use feminism to harm others?

They did and if you watch the whole episode you see the PPG get tricked into letting the villain committ crime out of female solidarity.

Then several women step in to talk to the PPG about how the villain is using feminism as a scapegoat to get away with toxic and criminal behavior. And how what the villain is doing isnt actually feminist at all.

Like that episode was very good about addressing toxic behaivor from people who are supposedly woke or whatever.

An episode a lot of Tumblr should watch given the rampant radfem and terf ideology that gets spread on here.

in conclusion

stan powerpuff girls for clear skin

Additionally: look at Bubble’s smile and pure joy when her sisters bring up her role. That’s not a child who’s getting shunted with the sibling chores, that’s a child who decided one Sunday morning “I’m going to wash the car, it sounds fun!” and no one has stopped her since. 

Yeah okay, I’ll reblog that!!!

Receipt, in case anyone had doubts.

yall gotta learn to separate "this character deserved better" (as in "this character has an intentionally tragic story that is supposed to feel bad") and "this character deserved better" (as in "this character had so much potential and was failed by the writer")

you know a fic is good when it has this

As someone eternally stuck in a tiny, dead, or dying fandom, I'd like to say this.

I love you people who post once a week.

I love you people who post once a month.

I love you analysis writers who pour content then stop up for so long I forgot why I followed you until you pop more out again.

I love you fanartists who hate their art.

I love you fanartists who love their art.

I love you fanartists who are neutral or apathetic to that art.

I love you people who have only posted once in this tag and never again.

I love you people who have never posted and only reblog.

I love you people who leave comments and help build the fandom's morale.

I love you snippet and drabble writers.

I love you self-shippers.

I love you people who only consume and share content about their niche fav that most of the fandom forgot existed or discarded as not worth their time and attention.

I love you shippers of the main pairs and shippers of the rare pairs.

I love you person who posted on the fandom tag after two years of silence.

i will give tiktok one concession and that is that it has spawned a comment that contains a phrase that i think of often at relevant moments: pack it up boys we've made a social blunder

(from a video featuring someone's father/grandfather)

is anyone else reading "pack it up boys we've made a social blunder" in the voice of the lead penguin guy from Madagascar

On my hands and knees begging adults to allow children to engage in risk play.

And by risk play I don't mean handing them a gun and playing Russian Roulette.

I mean like climbing trees, getting so sick spinning on the swing they throw up, balancing on the curb, sitting in the mud, walking on slippery surfaces, building half ass ramps to ride their bike over, standing on rocks, or anything that involves a smidgen of confidence and out of the box thinking that could result in injury.

Obviously like watch your kids and such, but when we talk about the fun of being an 80s or 90s kid, it's not just talking about CDs and Walkmans or not having iPads. It's about how kids today were robbed of critical learning and experience skills we were allowed to have.

Playgrounds disappearing, helicopter parents, and sue culture really destroyed a child's development in the United States, and I think it's about time we as adults recognize that, because the kids sure have.

You know what happens to kids who don't get to take reasonable risks? They never learn how to gauge safety or control their bodies in risky situations.

A kid who never climbs a tree becomes an adult who falls off a ladder because they don't intuitively know to keep 3 points of contact when climbing.

A kid who never skins their knees launching off a swingset becomes an adult who shatters an arm because they never learned how to break a fall.

Kids who are allowed to take risks become safer adults.

This crossed my dash again, so here's a more thorough list of things risk play is necessary for:

- Developing pain tolerance & an understanding of which types/intensities of pain are "okay" and which need immediate medical attention

- Calibrating the inner ear (sense of balance) and learning how the body reacts to experiencing different things, essential to learning to control the body in unexpected situations

- Developing reflexes and subconscious safety instincts (e.g. protectively throwing up your hands when an object flies toward your face)

- Normalizing getting hurt so the first reaction to an injury is just to treat it (and not to have a fearful emotional meltdown)

- Learning how to treat and heal from injuries (beginnings of self-care)

- Developing appropriate levels of fear around various activities, desensitizing fear around doing harmless things and establishing a fear response for actions that caused an injury. This is key to properly gauging risk in new situations.

Additionally, the reason it's so essential to mess around and get hurt as a kid is not just because it's a critical developmental stage, but also because kids' bodies are growing and naturally resistant to major injuries. A 3rd grader can get launched off a bike onto the pavement and only sustain a few scrapes and bruises that will heal in a few days, while someone who's 30 would likely pull or sprain something (or worse) and take weeks to heal.

If you are someone who grew up not being allowed to take risks it is likely you have a low pain tolerance, fear surrounding physical activities, slow reflexes, and poor judgment. The good thing is that it's never too late to learn! Our brains are very malleable, so if you missed out on this stuff as a kid now is the time to go climb a tree, go on a hike with unstable footing, or join a casual sports team. Just start small and work your way up, since your body won't be as resilient as it was when you were 9 :)

Your additions have tickled my brain in the right way. Thank you for your contribution to the discussion!

reading weird and unpleasant books and watching scary movies and challenging foreign cinema is how you do the same thing to your brain.

before you beat yourself up for not cleaning, ask yourself:

is there a proper place to put the things you're tidying up?

a lot of times i would find myself struggling to finish cleaning things when the real problem was that I didn't actually have a permanent place for things to go once I had actually picked them up.

once I was making sure I had shelves or bins or organization things first, it became a lot easier to actually finish tidying things up since I knew where things were supposed to belong

'Revenge is bad' to YOU. i love when a character destroys everyone who wronged them. i love when they get to bite and maim and tear and rip and scratch and kill. Sorry ur catholic about it but i'm different

when you are very young, if you move out on your own for the first time, you have like, one set of utensils, right? they barely fill up their designated box, you're always running out of clean ones, but you don't complain, they're yours alone

when you have lived on your own for years and years, you start to notice: i have bought so many more utensils, how come i am always running out? some sort of knife goblin? no, the reality is, they have not gone anywhere. you still have all the old forks and spoons, because why would throw those away? and you also have the new ones, and maybe you moved in together with someone and now possess the combined spoon arsenal of two very, very adult people

the unfortunate truth is that you, dear reader, have favorites. for every variety of utensil that exists. the small spoons that are just a bit smaller than the other small spoons. the knives with the flat handles instead of the bulky round ones. i have those, and i also have my cooking knives of varying sizes, my chopsticks (the pointier ones, plastic or wood), ladles that you scoop soup with.

what happens to all the other ones then? they disappear, they become invisible. you look for the last one of the correct and undeniably virtuous type of fork, and you have lost all the other ones. no one prepares you for this feeling. for losing something that's right in front of you. you see it, but you don't really have it. not anymore

and doing the dishes still sucks ass and balls

As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.