he used the word “retarded” (which is no longer an acceptable term to describe anyone with intellectual disabilities) as a negative word to describe a game console and a fan asked him politely over twitter not to do that, which, you know, is a reasonable request, seeing as it’s incredibly fucking offensive:
but jontron, being the empathetically stunted and ethically bankrupt gamer beardo we all knew in our heart of hearts that he was, blew up the entire thing, tried cracking jokes that were shitty even if you didn’t care about the slur, and generally acted like a huge asshat about it. Neil Cicierga called Jon out on twitter, telling him he was being a huge douchecanoe, and in response Jon just gushed at Neil, telling him he loved his work etc. completely ignoring the point at hand.
and then, just when you thought that you could pick up the shambles that remain of your loving devotion to Jontron’s quirky chubby gamer antics and reassemble some form of acceptance and tolerance for him as a person, he went on to call out Tim Schafer, who linked a video about violence against female gamers, and started attacking Tim about how men are depicted just as poorly as women are, exposing his final form to his fans: a whiny, self-important holier-than-thou MRA fucktruck whose only purpose in life is to prove everyone wrong about everything that isn’t about white male neckbeards.
and lo, built on nothing but piggybacking on Egoraptor’s success and cheetos dust, Jontron’s sprawling empire begins to crumble and collapse beneath him. former fans look on, horrified. i sit back and sip on a big mug of “i told you so.”
So I’m moving into a new apartment, and I was told that the room had been damaged, but nothing could have prepared me for the fact that someone had carved Li Shang’s head out of the bathroom door and written “We must defeat the Huns!” on it.
pining is 100000% the most important aspect of pre-relationship fic for me. good-natured whole-hearted pining filled with lovelorn gazing and chest aching and fluttering touches, that’s my top priority. i was put on this earth to watch characters suffer over the profundity of their love for another person. unrequited love is why god made me. characters finding out that their feelings are reciprocated after long months/years of suffering is why the universe was assembled from nothingness. amen.
so true story renagerie and I were just in a literature class and got told to stop grouping people together based on gender and race when I pointed out that the literary canon was elitist and comprised almost entirely of old white men lmao
paying good money to regurgitate lazy, thinly veiled racism for a semester