men who are incredibly smart but also kind of terribly pathetic. men who are good with kids. men who get bullied by kids. men who eat glass. men who are so kind and pure-hearted but also just a bitch. bisexual men. most importantly, men who are dilfs .
Siiiiigh I’m glad I didn’t start watching Loki. Spoilers I guess but dismemberment isn’t a thing I’m ok with having dropped on me.
The MCU as a whole has been really difficult to watch lately for me. I had to tap out after CA:CW had the interrogation scene with the guy being slowly drowned. It triggered the fuck out of me in the theater and I’ve been hesitant to watch anything else in the MCU since :c
Having high empathy is honestly the worst shit, I hate that I can’t enjoy common media for basic shit most people can stomach without getting horribly squicked. I hate that I can’t follow creators of some of my favorite things in the entire world because they love and post the horror genre on their social media and my overachiever brain can’t fucking handle much of it.
I know I look like a wimp that can’t handle much outside of kid’s animation but psychological torture, dismemberment, etc is triggerville for me and I genuinely have an incorrect adrenaline response to it. I’m not mad this stuff exists or that people like it– I just wish I could. I miss out on SO MUCH media because of it.
(Being exposed to a genuine snuff video when I was younger really fucked me up, is all I’m really comfortable saying about it.)
https://youtu.be/U2XjTlL5NF4 i am genuinely so sorry for sending you this but i need to know exactly how you feel about this video for research purposes
Oh, look! I have a fan! She even has a bust of me, and…
And she’s licking it. Why is she licking it?
I… ah… Well… That’s, um… I suppose I’m flattered she seems to like me so much?
I just can’t figure out why she keeps licking my giant blue head? Is this one of those in-oo-window things? You know, when you say something that means something else, and the “something else” is usually something you wouldn’t want your henchfish to overhear?
Or is that sculpture of me made of candy? It would explain a lot. Is that what this is about?
That would be a completely unreasonable amount of candy.
Nope. No. She’s licking the air now.
That rules out the candy. We’re back to the first hypothesis, and– Okay. Now she’s drawn cat whiskers on her face. What’s could that possibly be about? What significance do cat whiskers have?
Let’s see… Cat? Feline? Kitten? What are some other words for… Wait… Oh. OOH. I get it.
In fact, I get all of it now.
This is like one of those artsy French films where rotisserie chicken somehow represents the social insecurities shared by all people. Except it involves me and a lot of ear-licking. Which is… Unexpected… And a little uncomfortable…
Did she just BITE me?!
Okay. Well. That was… A thing… That happened… But do you know what? I still respect the courage and uniqueness it took to do this. Good for her for being herself and not caring what everyone else thinks. That’s the important thing, I suppose. Be yourself. Embrace the little oddities that make you wonderfully different. Sameness is boring, and lacks creativity and initiative. So no matter who you are, just be you.
Even if, I suppose, that involves buying a sculpture of your favorite blue Defender and licking it. I’ll try not to judge.