I’m thinking about that one video with the fish bought from a lonely pet store tank and placed into a tank where the fish try and integrate them into their school (fish friend posse) and the fish doesn’t understand what’s going on or knows how to integrate.
It makes me think of a potential person (a character) who has a similar situation, where for most of their life/childhood they were alone and lived as that, so when they’re adopted into more normal social settings, they don’t understand others and don’t know what they want, that they’re trying to befriend them, and some of them keep trying to befriend them, because to them it’s a given that they would want to be friends.
The character would still have a life of their own, but one steeped in solitude. They would do things in the quiet or soft noise of the world, having passions and interests and thoughts and feelings. So when they start being around others, they are frustrated with them. Why are they so loud? What are they doing? Why are they doing that? Why won’t they go away? What do they want? Do they want anything from them? Why do they keep talking to them? They would use themselves as a reference for how others behave or how they would think, but they are the sole reference they have, so they would misunderstand almost everyone.
But there’s this one person who always hangs around them at some point during the day, who looks like they want something to do with them, who always looks interested and eager. Why? No idea, but it’s a bit off-putting.
The more they see that they mean no harm and seem genuinely interested in them, they start chatting, hanging out, and helping each other out. They start being best friends. The new and first friend is mysteriously patient with their awkwardness and unintentional coldness, and the friend starts becoming the same with them with their prodding and persistence, among other things they don’t quite understand yet.
The person I house with is so atrocious I had to resort to Zen Buddhism to cope with how tremendously shitty last night was.
I’m starting to feel that the DMMD anime:DashCon::DMMD game:Tumblr
Even though I was making screencaps of all the bad filler images, that set of episodes was actually the most amazing of the series, because it tied together everything.
Aomine, Kuroko, Kagami, and Hyuga played their absolute best. Aomine and Kagami’s fighting was the most satisfying thing to watch alongside Kuroko’s super passes, because everyone was in their peak, and everyone could feel the energy of being there. Aomine got someone to match him, Kagami surpassed him so hard, and Kuroko went into overdrive, literally blinding everyone by how powerful he was.
I’m surprised they didn’t focus more on Kiyoshi’s dream of winning with his team during the hardest match they’ve played so far, but that’ll come later if they win the Winter Cup, or even if they lose.
That game was riveting to watch, because all emotions were there, most notably absolute despair and absolute faith. Combining those with uncertainty made it wholly satisfying.
Sometimes the way Aomine says “Tetsu” sounds like “tits.”
He likes big breasts maybe he’s actually just saying he wants a large Tetsu.
My boss “warned” me that my colleague is a hypochondriac for attention, and I’m like no, while also remembering that I used to seek attention by putting myself in harm’s way, so when I got hurt I could justify seeking attention. Seeking attention because you feel something naturally wrong is a good thing, because you feel heard and the situation can improve. And if you need attention, don’t shun the person for wanting attention. Almost everyone wants and needs attention.
Similarly, one of my bus pals commented on how dogs shouldn’t be allowed on busses because one had just peed, and I told her that I’ve made worse messes on the bus, and that bus drivers are equipped to handle that. Not a bad first exchange! We talked for a while after that.
I think different people’s ideas of androgyny are interesting.
Here’s what I’m getting:
- Having a body and face binarily associated with one gender and that masculinity/femininity and wearing the binary’s opposite clothing and wearing makeup to appear very similarly or exactly as most people associate with the binary’s opposite gender and traits. Makes one wonder “is this a very masculine woman or a very feminine man, or a man or a woman?” If you can throw people off the trail of masculine man and feminine female, you have won and broken the gender binary.