I Feel Like I Should Specify Too That

Wow. I’m really fucked now aren’t I haha

CW: Politics

Oh don’t mind me just thinking about how there’s a 50/50 chance I will LOSE MY RIGHTS this November y’know no big deal

Just heard CNN compare the united healthcare shooting to Virginia Tech and Columbine

I’m sorry?? Those are NOT the same

EDIT: I don’t remember if this is exactly what they said but like. Idk that’s what I heard. And hey, if they’re speaking in a way that can be misconstrued as that, then I mean

Hiiii me again

Related to the post about the ownership of characters and the tags you put-

I just wanted to mention that you’ve given me a lot of confidence. I used to be the type of person who believed “if your oc even breathes in the direction of a canon character, it’s cringe and Mary Sue and you’ll be ripped to shreds for it.” I’d have to tread so lightly with characters I enjoyed and love them from afar because I felt if I made even a joke post someone would bring it up.

I’ve only just gotten into the cod fandom, found your blog a couple months ago, and it’s given me a lot of like. Idk!! Just “fuck it, do what you want” kinda vibes in the best way? It’s really hard to word this lmao. But since finding your blog I’ve made a 141 character, a shadow, literally shipping an oc with ghost now, and I’m having fun that I wouldn’t have if I didn’t find your blog

So thank you <3

Hello! (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

Well, It's been an apparent issue in this fandom. idk why, but when I visit other fandoms, the sense of ownership and possessiveness to the characters is not that high, like what's up with these people I don't know. Like, the characters in media, especially in games, don't belong to anyone except the studios that made them 😭

We as fandom members can create original characters, alternative universes, and stuff for them. I can't imagine a piece of media without fanarts, fics, and OC's really. Heck, that's what keeps the fandom alive. If there's one thing we can learn from history of media, is that you can't hold back people's creativity. OF COURSE, there are cringe ones and unhinged ones, but it's fandom, of course, it's filled with different types of people from normal to bizarre ones.

Here's the thing, just because one person has already shipped their OC with one character, that doesn't mean that character is LOST forever to that one particular OC like it's a damn popularity competition 😭.

I've also seen some people saying that they're so emotionally attached to this one character, that if they see him with someone else's OC. they get super emotional and super angry?? Okay that's just-- WOW.

If you feel uncomfortable seeing your favorite character being shipped with someone else, then that just means that you're NOT ready and not mature enough to be an OC creator and be in a fandom space. Full stop.

and if I may speak from experience, I've lost a few friendships due to being... quite popular OC shipper with Ghost 🥲.Like, I don't know what's happening, I personally don't feel anything when I see other's OC's with Ghost, or any character I like with other OC's -- I EVEN DRAW OTHER OC'S WITH GHOST FOR COMMISSIONS 😭

But yeah, before I yap too much, thank you so much for the good words in the last paragraph! It's very very lovely, and I'm glad you have your own OC to have fun with! Happy creating and happy drawing💖!

Teaching kids consent is so important, even if you don’t know them

I work with kids almost every day. I like to give high fives and fist bumps. If I ask a kid for a high five and they don’t give me one? I’m not gonna force them to, even if the parent tried. I just go “eh, they’re not feeling it! That’s okay” and move on

It’s that easy

Woe. @emmsiplier inventory upon ye

GEHEHEHEHE im never gonna get over that <333

Now that the grandfest results are in, congrats to Team Past for first and Team Present taking second place! Y’all absolutely wiped the floor with us, it was so much fun to play against you!! I was honestly surprised seeing the sheer difference in the votes

With this being the first grandfest I actually participated in properly, it was so much fun, God I love this silly squid apocalypse game

Today it is Monday, August 26, 2024. At 17:28 CST, Crosby was put down.

He died in the arms of my dad and I.

A year or so ago, he suffered an injury to his spine. We never really figured out what it was, or at least I didn’t, but his back legs began to atrophy. Over time, his ability to walk decreased steadily until we had to use a harness to move him around.

The past few days, he hasn’t been eating anything. We’ve tried feeding him chicken, cheese, popcorn, chips, dog treats, anything to try and get him to eat. Nothing worked. He drank water slowly, and occasionally ate crushed ice cubes. He was laying around all day, and we’ve had to change his positions for him. He was skin and bones, his spine, ribs, hips, and skull visible through his fur. His nose was dry for several days. On Saturday I got the news that this might be my last weekend with him. He had become so miserable and there was nothing we could do. The car ride to the vet, I held him in my lap so he could look out the open window because he was too weak to support himself.

He was an amazing dog. We got him when I was in second grade, and he’s lived about twelve long years. He was a rescue from a shelter where I used to live, we got him because he was insistent on following me even though he was terrified whenever I looked at him. Despite this, he was such an affectionate and caring dog.

We never knew his breed. The DNA gave us husky, coon hound, and poodle, though he looks more like a black lab and a Great Dane mixed together. His black fur became dotted with browns as he grew up, the white T-shape on his chest reminding us of our last dog, Touchdown, who passed shortly before we got him. He met our other dog at the time, Fumble, though they didn’t know each other very long.

I grew up with Crosby. He’d always paw at us whenever he wanted to be pet more. He’d howl and yell whenever we did. He wasn’t the best with other dogs, and it took him a second to warm up to people, but he would lean on your leg once he got used to you. He’d stand by the table as we ate dinner, his eyes always trained on the food we sometimes dropped. He used to hop our four-foot fence without so much as a running start. His legs were so long and he loved to run. He’d kiss you even after you asked him to stop. He loved the snow and would even try and eat it when there was hardly any on the ground. He loved my dad so so much.

I want to thank the Lord for giving me such an amazing companion for so long. I pray that he feels fulfilled and happy with his life, and that he knows how much we love him. I pray that he will be free of his pain as he leaves. I pray that when he gets to heaven, Fumble will introduce him to Touchdown, and he can finally meet the dog that was taken from us so suddenly by cancer. I pray he will be able to run as much as he wants and bark at all the other dogs up there and he might finally be able to socialize.

I’m so thankful for him. I will miss him.

At least I know that his fur will always be knit into my clothes, no matter how much I try to wash it out.

If I don’t get a rave mommy this weekend it’s literally fucking over chat

I need to give the context that there were three of them doing this but then one swam away before I could take a picture

This too is yuri

You’re right! Sturgeon yuri, sturi :)