Reblog, Click The Picture, And Prepare For Battle.

Reblog, click the picture, and prepare for battle.

Because I think it’s also important to look at the would-have-been casualties of the festival. When c!Wilbur was intending to press the button, the only person still on the podium was c!Tommy, because he was trying to get to c!Tubbo who had just respawned elsewhere, c!Techno had fucked off as soon as he completed his mini-genocide run and c!Schlatt and c!Quackity as a result had also respawned further back(which we know from November 16th, would have been the least fatal spot to stand). Basically what I’m saying is, at the time when c!Wilbur pressed the button, the ONLY person who would have been killed by the explosion, would be, ironically, c!Tommy. Even if anyone else was caught up in the explosion, only c!Tommy, c!Wilbur and just recently c!Tubbo(who had respawned far enough away)were on one life. But as we learned from November 16th, c!Wilbur would not have died, as evidenced by the button room actually protecting c!Wilbur and c!Phil from the explosion via the stone. Although I can’t actually remember if the button room was actually created before the festival, and c!Wilbur couldn’t find the opening, or if he had just hooked up the button to the hill behind the podium. But either way would have yielded the same result. C!Wilbur would have lived, c!Techno would have lived, c!Quackity, c!Tubbo and c!Schlatt would have lived. But C!Tommy, would have died.

*Steps up to the mic and clears throat for this one* C!Tommy was supposed to die at the Manburg festival but c!Karl messed with the timeline by breaking the button. Now the universe has been trying to kill c!Tommy and restore the balance but he just can’t seem to die.

“he couldn’t seem to die” hamilton references in my askbox how dare /j /nm

tommy ironically directly cotntradicting the universe itself by saying “it’s never my time to die” when it’s been his time to die for a very long time

Honestly I think we as a fandom need to confront the scene where C!Shitty and C!Milf talk about the deal they made behind the community Chuck E Cheese because it establishes a lot of the motivation behind C!Shitty’s later betrayal of C!Penis and paints him in a much more sympathetic light. C!Shitty was clearly manipulated by C!Milf because why would he ever want to hurt his beloved???

Anyways I’m a C!Shitty apologist.

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

Fun story, when I was in grade school, I used to have this desk-mate. Now at my school, we had these desks which had a compartment under them that were open facing you so that you could slip your supplies and papers in without much hassle. This being said, these desks also gave us the opportunity to see into and mess with our neighboring desk next to us. So one day, I noticed this pen that my desk-mate was using was actually the same make as mine, the only difference between them was that on his pen the little clip thing(I’m still not sure what’s it’s use is)had been snapped off. I hadn’t thought to much of it, and me being me decided that it might be a fun prank to switch our pens out, to see if he could spot the difference. So, before he came to class one morning I pulled his pen out from his desk and replaced it with mine, my clip still firmly attached. When he sat down and the lecture started, he moved to pull out the pen. Now I’m not sure what I had expected, I was probably going to let him use it for a few minutes before subtly pushing his own pen back onto his desk and wait for him to notice, but what I hadn’t expected was for this kid to immediately move to snap the clip off with zero hesitation. Hardly a second of delay between him seeing it, and and just going for it. And upon looking back, I probably should have noticed that almost all of his other pens were missing the clips as well, but I had hoped that this guy would maybe stop and think for a second as to why he hadn’t already snapped this one. But what I always remember about this story is how absolutely ON SIGHT it was. It was like he was running on autopilot. A very Target Aquired kind of moment. I mean, why was this kid so enraged by pen clips? What did they do to him? I mean, I get that they’re kinda useless but it also wasn’t satisfying at all??? But there was also no practical reason for it??? Anyways, I ended up quickly confessing to the switch and he very shyly apologized for breaking my pen. But to this day I still don’t know??Why he??Was so??Enraptured??? By it??

I resonate so much with your situation right now, I felt exactly as you did when I was 14. I felt like the disappointment in my family because I wasn’t anything like them (analytic, organized and book smart). All of my family’s lives seemed to be headed down the same path, and my sister seemed to be following in their footsteps. I was convinced I wouldn’t be able to live up to their expectations. I idolized my older sister, and felt inferior in turn. But one day, I was able to talk to her a little more and I realized several things. The most important being that she had actually her fair share of challenges herself(bad anxiety and her studies didn’t always pay off the way I expected them to.) She wasn’t/isn’t perfect, like the way I had built her up in my mind. And as I started noticing all her faults, I began noticing all the things I had that my family didn’t. Things that I wouldn’t have normally considered strengths. “Talent” isn’t a real measure of ability, because chances are you’re omitting something that might be a vital skill for someone else. For example, after scrolling through your blog for a bit I can tell that you are opinionated, and strong in your beliefs. You’re funny, and you seem to have a lot of stories to tell (even if you don’t decide to tell them which is perfectly fine). These are all things that I would consider an integral part of you and something that makes you talented. I am a person who values these types of skills, and I know that there are other people who value them as well. You should not be expected to conform to any one career or life because others are doing it. You do not have to fit a mold. Heck, you don’t even have to go to college, if you feel it is not right for you and your abilities, then there are so many other options. Trade schools and work experience can grant you everything a college student could get and might help accommodate for you. At the end of the day, you should only be concerned with finding a path that feels right, and makes you happy. If that’s business or psychology then okay! If it’s art and writing then that’s great too! Heck if you want to open an aquarium in the next town over then go off! You are not meant to fill a mold you are not comfortable with and no one should be pressuring you to do so. If they are, then you need to talk to them this and come to the understanding that your priority is and always should be, you. Not them. Right now you are figuring yourself out and that is the only thing you need to be doing. You should not be trying to take on the responsibility of being an “older sibling” because the only person you should be taking care of right now is yourself. Which might take a while, and is perfectly fine. It is also normal. I only just began to fully understand this, which is why I feel the need to pass on the message. I’m now taking several extra semesters in college to try and feel myself out, discovering new areas of careers and life and learning/developing a skill set, rather than following any one path to a degree, and for a long time I was scared to do that. It’s okay to be confused, it’s okay to take your time, it is your life, and you go at your own pace. You should not be expected to fit anyone’s experiences, because you can’t. You can only carve your own and enjoy the path you are on.

Sorry if this was long and hard to read, but it’s the experience that I’ve gained throughout these past few years. And as someone who went through something so similar to you right now, I felt the need to try and help out. So for you and anyone else who needs to hear this: You are you. Not anyone else, and you should not be expected to conform the lives of others. You have your own unique set of abilities and values that can allow you to carve out your own path, and the things you value in other people, might not align with the things they value in yourself.

And my last bit of advice. If these feelings persist, and you continue to feel like you’re getting worse, then please talk to someone. There are people who are able to help and guide you, not just your parents (if they are not a viable support system). But there are help lines to call, and places that you have access to in order to help you find your footing. If you are in school and have an academic advisor available, please use them. They deal with issues like these all the time and are excellent at helping you sort through the chaos. If not career related you can always seek out a psychologist or psychiatrist if you feel it’s that severe.

Please remember that you are valid, and that it’s your life you live.

*takes a sip from coffee* you ever start sobbing while listening to two birds cause your older sister who’s always been there for you in your family is moving away to college to become a psychologist and your only 14 and your depression gets worse cause you feel like a huge disappointment cause you don’t even plan on going to college and are to unstable to be the oldest sibling in the house and you know your going to just break down more cause your gonna be pressured extremely by your family but your so confused about who you are that everything is surrounding you with disappointment constantly and you know your never going to live up to your families expectations for you cause even your younger sisters are more talented than you so you just sit there and keep crying and crying cause you have no clue what to do

*sips coffee*......yeah me neither