Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to the original canon, sometimes itās just that one telegram that saysĀ āFuck you. Strongly worded letter to followā.
Now we all know what happens if you get the Book of Peace. You return it to Syracuse and save Proteus. But if you donāt get the Book, you have a choice to make. Either sail to paradise with the woman of your dreams, or return to Syracuse to die. Youāre either a thief or a hero. So hereās my question: If you donāt get the Book, will you go back to die?
SINBAD: LEGEND OF THE SEVEN SEAS (2003)
Victor Frankenstein: Iāve created life but I refuse to put any effort into helping that life develop. I wonāt teach him, love him, or defend him even though I forced him into existence with a fully operational adult brain lol. Peace, bitch.
The Monster: Am Eloquent Baby
Boomers: HeāS NOt thE ViCtIM, HEās tHe MOnsTEr
An ironic parallel considering the idea of ātough loveā parenting that plenty of boomers like to use. If they buy into the idea that their kids just have to toughen up and face the real world without guidance or emotional support, Iām sure it does scare them to read a story where someone who wasnāt given any support began to resent their creator and turn on them.
itās like that post thatās like āknowledge is knowing that frankenstein is the doctor; wisdom is knowing that frankenstein is the monsterā. like the whole point of the post is that frankensteinās monster is a victim of viktor frankensteinās own monstrosity.
mary shelley did not lose her virginity on her motherās grave just for people to misunderstand her best known work over a century later.
Great post everybody
i didnāt think the candace flynn neck chicken gyro would be hard to draw but alas
though to be fair he is a great character for practicing expressions
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Have you tried talking to your family instead of being a passive-aggressive weirdo?
No you fucking idiot, we shouldnāt have to talk to grown men about cleaning after their fucking selves. Get the fucking picture already
all the people in the notes talking abt how she shouldāve discussed it with her partner, maybe her partner should get up off his ass, notice the damn mess, and actually do something about it?
men are so fucking incompetent god forbid they do their own dishes or laundry.
Anyone who thinks this woman has not used her magnificent sense of humor to politely cajole, plead, and otherwise negotiate with her partner to please oh my god rinse your dishes and put them in the washer and maybe even turn it on sometimes at least a thousand times (only for the delight of being called a nag for the trouble) before resorting to this last ditch effort, congrats on outting the fact youāve never listened to women and never once paid attention to what your mother was doing while you grew up.
People insisting that she should have ājust toldā her husband to wash the dishesā¦. you really have to be told? To wash the dishes?? In your own home???
If youāre accustomed to someone else doing them, yes. Humans are creatures of habit. But as the days wear on and the dishes pile up, NOT breaking the habit does become increasingly ridiculous.
With that said, she has definitely already told him a million times that he needs to start doing the dishes, so itās a moot point.
āhave you tried talking to himā wowee! if only women in cishet relationships the world over had thought of that
love people thinking this is somehow her first response and not the last resort after years of living with this man it 100% is