I'm a little man and I'm also evil, also into cats

digivolvin:

love stories about monsters are THE BEST because the idea of conceptualizing love in a way that is not human and fundamentally cannot be human and is AN ENTIRELY SEPARATE LEVEL FROM THE HUMAN is so great. 

made better when one half of the relationship is human and suddenly we’re dealing with a) a human learning to love like a monster or b) a monster learning to translate their love into human terms and that’s

the best thing

to me.

which often goes hand in hand with MONSTER TRYING TO HUMANIZE THEMSELVES but that’s.. not necessary, don’t worry monster, you don’t need to do that. your capacity for love does not need to be whittled and softened into a human shape. it’s okay. your heart can be brutal and all consuming. you will learn to cope and you will learn to funnel it, pieces at a time, into something conceivable and measurable to the human mind. 

and i don’t strictly mean monster monsters because there’s room here for divinity (alpha and omega, first and last, holy terror OF THE HEART. apocalypses OF FEELING.) or ghosts, or non-human, non-monster outliers (superheroes, androids, idek), or even human beings who are self-made monsters and whose expression and understanding of love is two steps removed and two shades off. 

but, you know what i mean. 

love stories about monsters.

cosmic-philanthropy:

melodyquill:

the-strider-strudel:

dreamofserenity626:

nooby-banana:

you can walk diagonally in pokemon x and y

YOU

CAN

WALK

DIAGONALLY

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pokemon fandom

u ok

NO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND
WE HAVE WAITED TOO LONG FOR THIS MOMENT

michaonthemoon:

yaoibutts:

I love how potato in French is pomme de terre, which pretty much means “earth apple.”

like what stupid frenchman saw this:

and said “zis petite légume looks like a, how you say, APPLE! hmmm… but it grows in ze earth… HON HON HON! MAIS OUI! C’EST UNE POMME DE TERRE!”

j’adore comment ananas se dit pineapple en anglais, ce qui veut littéralement dire “pomme de pin”, genre quel type anglais a vu ça:

et s’est dit : “ow cette étrange big fruit ressemble à une, how do you say, POMME! hmmm… mais plutôt une pomme qui pousse dans les pins… HU HU HU! OH YES, IT’S A PINEAPPLE!”

(z’avez vu, on peut le faire aussi… hon hon hon!)

there is a longer meta I could write but don’t feel like writing at the moment about how tumblr’s/fandom’s actor obsession and need to develop imaginary relationships with actors, as if they are people they personally know and not artists who create individual works they like, is what leads to people having immature and wrongheaded reactions to stuff like Star Trek’s casting fail — if your social group bases their fucking personal identities on liking or disliking Hollywood actors, it’s no wonder they go to war over them as if one’s personal feelings on B.C. are even remotely relevant to whether or not the Star Trek casting fail is insulting and depressing and a really egregious symptom of how Hollywood functions right now.

yeah I do actually think this is the direct flipside of PERFECT FACES and stanning—people who think they only stan nice actors who do progressive things are just setting themselves up to be wrong, at which point they will mumble and try and pretend it didn’t happen, or irrationally defend their bb, and pretty much never react well because… well if you spend that much time cultivating your imaginary relationship with a person, it’s a hard breakup, isn’t it.

actors are literally no more personal to you or to the filmmaking process than screenwriters, soundtrack scorers, editors, costume designers, sound designers, art directors, or any of the million other people whose creative decisions critically influence how a viewer reacts to and interprets a film.  they’re just a lot more visible.

(and sigh, for strangers and new friends, I should probably put in the disclaimer: I don’t freaking hate Benedict Cumberbatch personally, I like his work generally quite a bit and I have his autograph somewhere.  he’s a fucking actor!  you can’t personally love or hate someone you don’t personally know!  unless you buy into the collective delusion, which again I think goes way beyond this particular fandom and this particular drama, on tumblr.)

— but yeah, there’s a big difference between Roddenberry’s well-intentioned 60s-70s failings and the kind of hardened apathy and calculation that goes into making films like JJA’s Trek remakes.  or in other words: it’s not just that they cast a white guy, it’s that brutally and honestly speaking, you know that there was no way in hell they weren’t going to cast some white guy, or that anyone other than a white guy was ever seriously in consideration for the role, or was ever going to be, in a sanitized soulless high-concept remake like JJA’s Trek.  (Or Nolan’s Batman films.)

sigh.  it’s hard to expect a decent overall discussion of something serious when the very way it’s psychologically framed in a particular social group is not conducive to realistic judgments.  but fannish loyalty is just a subgroup of team loyalty and well we know how I feel about team loyalty’s effects on human behavior. :\