I do generally appreciate how Travis has consistently spoken about Vandran as, despite it all and despite the better things he offered Fjord, having taught Fjord a lot of toxic masculinity bullshit, stuff that Fjord has only recently begun to grow out of and recover from.
Vandran taught Fjord many useful things, gave him chances and opportunities when nobody else did, took him in and offered him a place in the world, maybe even saw promise and hoped for the best for Fjord—but he also damaged and hurt Fjord in extremely subtle but deep-cutting ways that Fjord is unlearning very slowly and painfully and with great grief. And Fjord likely does not realize nor understand this about that relationship.
And I feel like you can feel that being navigated when Travis says certain things about the “bullshit” and facades and tough love Fjord learned from Vandran.
Okay but I love this too? Because one of the reasons that Vandren’s well-meaning care was so damaging was because Fjord didn’t have any other examples of love to compare it to.
Nobody cares perfectly! No relationship is entirely ideal! And if Fjord had been raised by people who loved him, and surrounded by people who loved him, and gotten the chance to see how different kinds of love felt and try different role models on, he could have taken some of the better sides of Vandran and maybe not latched quite so heavily on to the worse ones. It is in part the isolation of that relationship, the fact that it’s the only thing Fjord ever had to grab on to, that made it so powerful and so able to hurt him.
And it’s not just Fjord. It is Caduceus, like those tags said, growing up a hundred miles away from any model of love besides the family crowding in on him on all sides for decades and decades. It’s in several of the M9 in some way or another–Jester comes to mind, even now insisting that the Traveler is her best friend, that Marion is the most perfect mama in the world. (Marion’s great but also locking your kid in their room, for their safety or your own anxiety or whatever, for their entire childhood, is not okay.) A lot of the Nein have been hurt very badly by people who didn’t love them, or whom they didn’t love, but this is so much more complicated and interesting.
It’s not just the hurt of being ill-served by somebody you love, or even just the hurt of loving somebody too much. It’s about hurting yourself by defining so much of yourself, too much, around the love and respect you have for another person because you don’t have any other option. It’s so nuanced and I love it.
if biden wins the nomination it is not the end of the world. we just focus on getting him in office and getting more progressive senators and reps in office so the things we want done will still get done. we need to up the energy instead of letting it slide away. we CANNOT give up!!!! the lack of enthusiasm for hillary is how we lost last time. we may not be happy about biden but fake it til u make it u know?
Biden believes in climate change and putting liberal justices on the Supreme Court and that’s gonna make or break the next few decades
Concept: a D&D campaign that borrows the format of a Pokémon journey: the party is a bunch of goofy teenagers going on a road trip to brave the strongholds of legendary exemplars of the twelve core-book character classes and win tokens of their esteem. Each stronghold would be themed around the character class of its master: e.g., the Wizard would have a puzzle-filled dungeon under their tower; the Fighter would require the party to participate in a four-on-four tournament against other adventuring parties for the right to face them in battle; the Rogue would refuse them out of hand, but leave the badge in a conspicuous-but-secure location as an unspoken challenge to steal the dumb thing if they want it so badly; and so forth.
(This post is absolutely an invitation to come up with your own stronghold formats, whether they’re for classes that haven’t been done yet, or alternative suggestions for ones that have. For reference, the twelve core-book classes are Barbarian, Bard, Cleric, Druid, Fighter, Monk, Paladin, Ranger, Rogue, Sorcerer, Warlock and Wizard.)
I’ve reblogged this so many times because I truly think every parent should involve themselves with what their child enjoys.
Not to mention this is an act of solidarity. He’s saying “even if the entire world is against you, I’m on your side.” Which I think is important for a kid to know. He’s refusing to be a bully to his child, even if he doesn’t understand.
I work at Hot Topic and we had a white suburban dad in who was buying matching heavy metal/screamo band shirts for him and his teenage daughter and said “To be honest, I think this stuff sounds like garbage, but she likes it so we listen to it together and we’re going to the concert for Christmas.” And it was just really heartwarming to see him so involved in his child’s life and validating her interests.
I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG THIS.
“I don’t get it, but I love how you love it” is one of the best things anyone can say. My entire family asks questions about comics because they want to share my enthusiasm for them and support me, even though they otherwise wouldn’t pay attention to the industry at all.
I cried when I first saw this
This is amazing and really important
I went though a goth faze in my teens (like most) and I wanted more than anything to paint my room black. My mom was supportive of my personal expression in terms of my clothes and hair and accessories but she was genuinely concerned about the toll a black room would take on my mental health (I was already prone to recurring depression at that point and still am). I begged for months to repaint my room, but she wouldn’t budge.
One weekend i spent with my dad and when I came back she had repainted my room. A beautiful deep blue on three walls (my favourite colour), lovely sky blue on the ceiling,and one wall was black. The black wall had been sanded smooth and painted with several coats of chalkboard paint. She gave me a couple boxes of chalk and told me to have at it. I LOVED that black wall and wrote on it every day. I drew on it, I doodled, I wrote out my favourite emo song lyrics, wrote reminders for myself, anything I wanted. It was my favourite part of my room and was something that it would have never occurred to me to ask for. It was something only my very creative and clever mom could have come up with and I’m still grateful to her for it.
In retrospect, a room of black walls would indeed have been encouraging a reacurrence of my depression and my moms answer was the perfect compromise. That black wall ended up being the most colourful part of my room.
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This is how I try to live; I’m absurdly enthusiastic about everyones hobbies, because if they’re sharing it with you that means they want you to hear about something they think is important!
i like how a lot of religion thought goes along the lines “we worship god bc god created us”
and then there’s greek mythology where “god invented humans, the other gods beat the shit out of him”
Oh, and then there’s Judaism.
Which is- Gd created everything, then Gd went around talking to people, shit happened, Gd tried to find a people to accept Gd’s laws and book, no one would. FINALLY Gd stumbles across the Jews and is like “Hey will y’all accept my laws and be my chosen people?” And the Jews were like “What does that mean?” And Gd is like “It means you follow my rules and read this book.” and the Jews were like “Eh sure why not.”
And so we took the book, read it, and then looked at Gd and said “Hey, do you accept constructive criticism?”
Imagine: Davos travels to Storm’s End to visit Gendry and when he gets their Arya is just chillin in the mess hall eating breakfast completely nonchalant. Davos is all “????” and Gendry’s like “Yeah she comes by to hang out sometimes, stays a month and sails off again, been going on 6 years now, she has a room here and everything that we keep on retainer for her.”
Davos comes back to visit again two years later. He asks Gendry if he has considered any of the marriage proposals he has sent him over the years because “You’re not getting any younger”
Gendry: “I can’t get married. I’m already married.”
Davos: “????”
Gendry: “Arya and I have been married 5 years”
Davos: “I… hardly know where to begin… Where is your wife now?”
Gendry: “She doesn’t live here”
Davos: “She doesn’t live here??!?! How- Ok nevermind, so you were married when I came to visit two years ago and you didn’t say anything?”
Gendry: “We forgot”
Davos: “You forgot?!??! How- Ok nevermind, so you wed the Princess of the North five years ago and you didn’t invite me to the wedding? I’m hurt.”
Gendry: “There was no wedding, we got drunk and eloped”
Davos: “You got drunk and-???!!”
Gendry: “Yeah and we just decided to stay married”
Davos: “…..”
Gendry: “This is our son, Ned. He’s three.”
Davos:
Sansa: “I’ve just gotten a letter from Davos, you’re MARRIED??? To Gendry????”
Arya: “Wow this is such an invasion of my privacy”
“Wow this is such an invasion of my privacy”
This would happen
*Arya visiting Jon at the wall, donning a cloak almost as big as she is*
Jon: YOU’RE MARRIED AND YOU HAVE A KID AND I HAVE TO FIND OUT FROM SANSA.
Arya: Jon, I don’t ask who you’ve slept with, even though I’ve heard plenty of stories of wildlings and aunts.
Jon: i- that’s not the same! *baby cries* is that a baby?????
Arya: *clearly shifting under her cloak* No. Mind your own business.
