Nobody understands the essence of what makes something badass like a fifteen-year-old. It’s the purest form of badass understanding. Have you ever seen a fifteen-year-old designing a character? They’re fuckin badass as hell. Fearlessly badass. Unfalteringly. They know what they want and they go for it. Millions of spikes. Leather trenchcoats. Tinted shades. Boss.
So why do people find their OCs from age fifteen so humiliating to contemplate then? :/
The depressing truth is that people find their OCs from age fifteen humiliating because we’re trained to do so. We’re constantly bombarded with the idea that creating characters freely and without limits is somehow innately cringey and, in a lot of cases, people get mocked for it if not outright harassed or insulted. I look at my OCs from when I was fifteen and yeah, their designs are a little goofy, but holy shit! I was so much more creative in some ways, and willing to take risks in character design that I’m still trying to re-learn how to do now!
Take me back to the days where I could draw robot catgirls with wings and a million swords because you know what? Fuck the very notion of “cringiness”. I’m here to have fun and me and my badass reploid OCs are gonna do just that.
Honestly the mere fact that some people refer to Daddy Long Legs as “harvestmen” is creepier than 90% of all deliberately created horror but like the worst part is that the alternative is calling them Daddy Long Legs
True harvestmen, and not cellar spiders which are the other Daddy Long Legs, are truly omnivorous- known to eat everything from spiders, to fecal matter, to leaves and fungus… But one of the singularly most interesting habits of a particular European species is their almost symbiotic relationship with beehives– particularly man-made beehives. When a bee dies inside the hives, workers will remove the the corpse to just outside the hive just before dark. And the harvestmen? Well, they live up to their name.
So what you’re saying is that they are the grim reaper for bees.
Using the lyric “baby seasons change but people don’t”
Also:
Severely overestimating a number of easily-countable objects
Severely underestimating a number of nigh-uncountable objects
Rickrolls
And
• Finding a picture of a weird face and slowly zooming in to dramatic music.
Pretending people wearing camouflage are invisible
incorrect units of measurement (i.e. I have like 40 gallons of homework)
calling easily explainable phenomena “witchcraft”
• conflating two similar idiomatic phrases (e.g. are you having a kidding me) • inserting the word fuck or fucking into unusual places. bonus if it’s in other languages (e.g. excusez the fuck out of moi, entfuckingschuldigung)
cutting off a sentence with the word gun.
replacing one word in a song with something that sounds similar but is vastly different (example; “what a shame the poor grooms bride is a horse”)
calling giant fictional dogs and wolves like cerberus or fenrir “puppies”
calling fully grown big cats like lions and tigers “kitties”
