To this day I still don’t believe that anyone actually thought you could generate infinite chocolate via an optical illusion. That’s a thing people tell themselves to feel superior
The defining feature of tumblr is not “the website where people actually think infinite chocolate is possible”, it is defined by a group of people refusing to break kayfabe, another group being genuinely confused by an optical illusion (NOT the same thing as thinking infinite chocolate is possible) and a third group who is certain they are a lot smarter than the other two.
heres my challenge to everyone for next month, for black history month. any time you want to draw inspiration from art, like poetry, music etc, pick a black artist. web weave with langston hughes and james baldwin and jamaica kinkaid and hanif abdurraqib and derek walcott and set your edits to meghan thee stallion and beyoncé and eartha kitt and coltrane and invoke basquiat in your art and it can be fanworks or original stuff and importantly, it doesnt have to be about race. obviously be cognizant of the context of the art youre using because a lot of the artists i mention specifically create art about racism but like. take your white doomed yaoi ship and make a webweave to poem by langston hughes. set an edit to body by meghan thee stallion. engage with black art in all contexts.
you can reblog this. other people should also be exposed to this idea.
my actual Bigtop Burger OC™ is the pharmacist who works at the drugstore that billie, penny & her daughter, and (later) cesare go to for their meds. (doctor also worked there as a tech for a year or two before zomburger.) she is so fucking tired.
the idea of Billie having schiz and getting hired by the reality-bending clown is so goddamn funny. Steve pulls all his typical nonsense her first week and this girl is surprisingly Unbothered(tm) cuz her internal dialogue was “ah shit my meds must not be working, ok it’ll be fine just stay calm and play it cool like usual”
schizospec billie is so important to me i love her. you Have activated my trap card btw.
she mainly gets auditory hallucinations and is. probably going to give herself hearing loss from the Volume she listens to music at. can’t hear parents or roommates garbling at her if kim petras is at 300 fuckig decibel. (and if she can, that’s not actually them bc they know to tap her to get her attention. on account of she cannot hear them. she is listening to kim petras at 300 fuckig decibel.)
the most common one that never Entirely goes away is that she sometimes hears echoes if someone’s too loud. (not always. but some of cesare’s Chris Fleming Is Yelling In A Small Room is real for her.)
she tries not to have a flat affect but ppl pretty much only notice the effort after seeing her Not trying
she was actually Kinda Pissed her first week at bigtop because she was like shit, am i Seeing things now too? ughhh i liked this dosage >:| and then tim was very very casually like, steve, buddy, can we NOT do the bread ghost thing right now? we can just get the buns and go!
billie: wait. that’s actually a ghost made of bread that’s divebombing steve?
penny, reassuringly: oh don’t worry billie, it can’t hurt him!
steve, being scooped up around the middle by undead sourdough and yeastblasted directly into an oven:
she asks a lot of questions about the stuff going on (see: her whole reaction to KID, so you guys are also just wearing makeup, is this normal foodtruck stuff) to try and casually feel out 1) if she’s having/had a delusion about it or 2) whether This Time she’s started having visual hallucinations. by the time she finally leaves the truck (a year post college graduation), she almost starts to wish the shit going on around her was just symptoms.
billie to her therapist voice “a lot of the stuff i’m gonna talk about is going to sound like my meds aren’t working but i promise they are.”
billie’s therapist voice “no worries, b, i’ll keep an open mind. can i ask though, why did you bring a clown? to our session today?”
steve, abruptly in a cardigan & half-moon glasses with a pen and legal pad: how does that make you Feel, dr. abernathy?
billie voice “proof.”
a fairly common delusion for her is that she’s actually an alien replacement for the real billie. this one comes back Real Bad immediately post-heaviside because like, immutable proof Aliens Are Real but also. it’s not that scary anymore because aliens are mostly chill. or wimps that an old dude can kill in one hit. and like, at least she knows she’s not a Real, Genuine Clown. that’d be wild.
her meds help a lot with keeping her thoughts organized, but every once in a while if she’s sleeping poorly or super stressed, she’ll start having problems keeping her words in order. the first time it happened on the job (around midterms time) she was asking steve something and he just. blinked at her (she’s 85% sure it actually made that sound) and it took her a second to realize she was daisy-chaining words together based on how they sounded instead of Actually Saying A Sentence. she was absolutely mortified.
and then steve answered the question she’d meant to ask and put tim on register so billie could just work the stove. this was when billie decided that if her boss ever got his bell rung by a zombie with a skullhammer, she would follow a theater nerd clown alien into hell to rescue him. she didn’t know that’s the decision she was making, but that Was when she made it.
Some of you think of Cops as kind of a symbolic figure representing “telling you what to do” & you’re Posting things like “acab includes fandom discourse” and I thuink the 80% white website needs to remember the reason why we hate cops is because they kill people
We hate cops because they’re a weapon for enforcing the state’s interests through violence. Like, they kill & imprison people. The antis don’t have a Quite Literal boot on your neck please god log off or talk to a Black person or something
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