There has been an upsurge in Ash hate over the past couple of days—a result, I think, of Pokémon going up on Netflix—so I’m going to just lay down some truths about Ash, and why he’s fantastic, and why people should stop hiding behind their fanon interpretation of Red and using that as a reason why Ash is inferior to him.
So. Real talk.
Read this, it’s absolutely wonderful. It has so much that I love from a defense of Ash, okay?
Ah, this is wonderful, and I totally agree with it! I also think it’s worth noting that the anime’s audience and writing style doesn’t allow for certain types of character progression. Ash is forced to be ignorant sometimes for the sake of the audience—the kids watching may not know what the Pokémon is, so of course Ash is always going to pull out his Pokédex, even if it’s something he’s seen a thousand times! And the cyclical (and seemingly endless) nature of the series means that Ash cannot progress too much, because ultimately he’ll be plopped back at the beginning of a region again, and have to face some challenges there, even at the beginning. It can be frustrating, as an adult viewer, but, I mean, it is what it is.
Breaking Bad except instead of a chemistry teacher Walter White is an art teacher and instead of cooking meth he starts taking hentai commissions on DeviantArt
nothing annoys me more than when teachers say “now i want you to work with someone you don’t normally talk to” because not only am i soul crushingly self conscious but there is a REASON I DON’T TALK TO THESE PEOPLE
Knitting Inspiration: hoods. Like, fairy tale hoods. I read somewhere that “capes are in” this year and, while I don’t give a flying fuck about that sort of thing, it does mean that suddenly all these fetching hooded capelet/shawl things are sprouting like mushrooms. (Get it? Mushrooms? Fairy rings….fairy tales? You’re right, that was a bit of a stretch.)
I’m particularly drawn to ones that are heavily textured or almost insubstantial. There was a thing with hooded scarves a few years back that I never really committed to; having seen these more voluminous alternatives, I suddenly understand why I waited. Unlike hoodies, which are ubiquitously casual to the point where I refuse to wear them, and hooded scarves, which make me think of kids who can’t be trusted to not lose individual cold weather items and are thus given a combination mittens/hood/scarf thing, these are poised somewhere between little kid make-believe and massive sophistication. I also suspect that they won’t cause hat hair, although I might have to line them to prevent unfortunate bobby pin accidents.
Sources are, as always, in the captions.
Step back, peeps, and fasten your seat-belts. Time to bring in a puberty professional.
…. wait. That’s not right. Hold on.
Let’s fast-forward about five more years.
Ah, yes, there we go. Right after I sold my soul to Satan.
Naw son you can’t be hot in both genders you fucking cheated