“[equally bland fan appeal male character] is going to be the new onceler” hes not. no one will be. nothing is going to replicate what we experienced fresh and chaste in 2012.
“sans came close to the onceler” im sorry . did sans fandom go through a period that can be likened to “de-oncelerization,” when tumblr had reached maximum saturation of variations on the onceler listing in the hundreds and in order to differentiate them the artists collectively enforced a movement to depart from any likeness to the source material to the point that race, gender, bodytype, name, fashion, history, and personality need not bear any resemblance to still be recognized as the character? did sans fandom do that?
Isn’t de-oncelerization that thing the Soviet Union went through in the 50’s?
why do whiny nerd boys complain about english localizations of horny anime games making the girls wear a bit more clothing when they should be complaining about kingdom hearts 3 turning winnie the pooh into an amorphous white blob in china
justice for winnie the pooh
I thought this was a surreal shitpost but apparently pooh, and just pooh as a character specifically, is banned from China all because a very lighthearted meme came to compare him to China’s leader
Every time I talk to my roommate I feel my pineal gland calcify and my third eye close a little bit more
Last night she asked me how many days there are in a year and I said “why do you not know that?” and she said “why the fuck would I need to know that?”
She’s getting ready for work rn while listening to the Carrie Underwood song from the Super Bowl at full volume
She keeps hanging this shit up around the house
Last night she was telling me about a car accident she was in years ago and she said they had to use the “jar of live” and I was like. Do you mean the jaws of life and she said “you don’t know what the jar of life is?”
She’s sitting next to me scrolling through a facebook meme page scream laughing and showing me literally every post and saying “what’s wrong? Are you okay” if I don’t laugh hard enough
I literally only have one rule in my writing and it is this:
No matter what I put my characters through, they make it. They get to make it to the end of the story and have everything work out and be ok.
Because that’s the story I need. So it’s the kind I write.
If you want a piece of writing advice: write a story that is what you needed to hear at whatever age your target demographic is. I can guarantee you there’ll be someone out there who needs to hear it as much as you did. And maybe you’ll help them the same way someone else’s story did for you.
For some reason, this hit home and I never realized it that I did this for my stories too
This is kind of the reason that I only write happy endings. There are so many tragedies in real life. What I (and many other people) need is something that gives hope, somethings that takes you away from the awfulness of the world.
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