idk I just personally think that getting chills from music is the best part of being alive. like when a song is so good you can feel it in your whole body. that’s why I’m here.
Someone left something kinda hostile in the tags on one of my posts, not even necessarily directed at me, but when I told them it was a little harsh they freaked out at me for “combing through every single reblog to find every single note.”
So apparently some people still aren’t aware that all tags are now public on all posts. It’s been that way almost a year, guys. Everybody who can see a post can see all of the tags everyone has left on it, and which usernames left them, by clicking the same icon that shows all other notes and responses.
(I sure hope there aren’t also tumblr couples who still think the tagging system is a quasi-private channel for sharing their kinkiness.)
If you’re going to literally enter my garden for your clowning don’t complain when I open my window and throw water over you
before tspud dropped (hell, before the release date reveal dropped) i replayed tsp just kind of on a whim and got really on my bullshit about like. this is a game that loves you to the point of wanting to consume you. like i phrased it as “the narrator is the same breed of character as monika from ddlc” but i think it’s a little bit more meta than that. the game itself is a story that wants you. it’s why it will never give you an ending that satisfies you, because if you’re satisfied with the way things end then what use is the game anymore? to quote the narrator, “it’s not a challenge, it’s a tragedy.”
and now with tspud i feel like there’s a more textual expression of This Is A Game That Wants To Keep You Forever, To Hold You Between Its Teeth And Never Let Go in 432. they speak directly to you. they express the desire to know everything they can about you. they give you gifts based on what they learn about you–you like sliders, right? here’s some more sliders! and you really like this game, so who says it has to ever end? they’ll make it brand new for you, again and again and again, as many times as you like. as long as you don’t leave them alone. as long as you never stop playing.
i have never been more instantly influenced by media than when i was a kid in middle school or maybe freshman of hs and witnessed that scene in adventure time where finn eats a sandwich and drinks a whole glass of milk or orange juice i forget which and immediately takes a nap on the couch while smiling. i remember pausing the tv, going to the kitchen, fixing myself up with that exact setup and then falling asleep. completely drone-like in its execution. i’ve never been hypnotized like that by anything before or since
Can’t imagine what it’s like to consume media like a normal person. To discover something you enjoy, go oh i loved that, then just move on and not spend the next 6 months of your life literally thinking about nothing else.
Our Flag Means Death feels like a show whose creators did a thorough amount of research into what they were portraying, then decided they didn’t need about 70% of what they’d learned. there are all these little details and allusions that are totally historical, peppered in with shamelessly deliberate anachronisms as they make things funnier/cooler, and the end result is a delightfully theatrical mismash that calls back to the entire history of pirate film without aping anything in particular
