He just sits his ass down on all those buttons that could or could not be firing lasers into space
If we can’t invent a touchscreen that recognizes an ass-dial by the 24th century, we really have no business being in space at all.
a) do you really think someone would put all that time and energy into making an infinity stone jewelry piece if they didn’t know all about the infinity stones
b) I don’t see you putting all that time and energy into making an infinity stone jewelry piece, what have you contributed lately besides being a dick to people for no reason
c) who gives a shit if you can’t name all the stones, you’re allowed to enjoy the shit you enjoy without some whiney ass loser quizzing you to the smallest detail
I will NEVER FORGET my first convention. A table was doing Transformers trivia and you could win a prize. The men in front of me were asked fairly difficult questions.
Then I rolled up. Dressed as Thrust because buttwings, damnit.
“Oh, we’ll go easy on you,” the dude said in the most condescending, smarmy tone. “Name one of the dinobots.”
I rattled all five off in alphabetical order, and demanded that they tell me all six Constructicons.
There were several guys at the table. They managed five.
“You forgot Bonecrusher,” I said sweetly and walked off. I didn’t want the prize I’d rightfully earned. Their spluttering was all I wanted.
If you’re gonna gatekeep, I’m gonna DESTROY YOU.
Great story BUT… You shouldn’t have to destroy them!!
You don’t have to love something in a ridiculously obsessive way that knows every tiny fucking detail for your love of it to bring you joy. If that’s how they get joy, cool, nice for them. But you don’t have to.
You can casually love a thing, cosplay as a thing, go to cons for a thing, without dissecting it into little pieces.
Women do not have to be exceptional in order to belong.
WOMEN DO NOT HAVE TO BE EXCEPTIONAL IN ORDER TO BELONG
YA novel: what if you were sorted into an arbitrary category at birth and that defined your entire life and you were harshly punished for trying to break out of it
me in like 8th grade: wow this is really compelling and relatable for me. and theres no possible reason why
if we all marry and divorce jeff bezo we can singlehandedly distribute all of his wealth
Human beings be like I must create something or i will kill myself
The normalization of stimulant-usage as the standard method of ensuring enough energy in the day to perform labour is itself a massive sign that the economic demands placed upon humans are inhumane.
I wish more people were aware that “Needing coffee just to wake up.” is a sign that your lifestyle is killing you - and that those who demand you maintain that lifestyle through economic coercion are endangering your wellbeing for profit.
