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That is fucking amazing
Thank you all for the lovely comments on the standee version. For those who missed it and were asking if I was selling the standees, unfortunately they are sold out because I only made a few but I have two (2) leftover framed print versions of this piece that you can find HERE
They have acrylic finish and partial holographic printing as well. Shares appreciated!
Boy Clothes by Nxdia does what most people think white guys wearing eyeliner does for gender revolution
I wouldn’t call it affirming, but someone else asking saves me from bringing it up out of nowhere.
We ask your questions anonymously so you don’t have to! Submissions are open on the 1st and 15th of the month.
Billie Piper if you’re out there please know it’s been over a decade and I am still deeply infatuated.
Me at 9 years old, riveted, watching Christine Baranski tie a towel around a young man’s waist in the shape of a diaper while singing Does Your Mother Know:
I just think she’s neat.
Me at 12 years old watching X-Men cartoons unable to break my gaze from Emma Frost’s chest:
I just think she’s cool.
Me at 15 years old, utterly obsessed with Billie Piper’s portrayal of Rose Tyler in hit Science Fiction show, Doctor Who:
No you don’t understand she’s the Actress of Our Time-.
Me at 19, pondering if perhaps there was any signs I was gay that I should have noticed sooner:
…huh.
Me at 9 years old, riveted, watching Christine Baranski tie a towel around a young man’s waist in the shape of a diaper while singing Does Your Mother Know:
I just think she’s neat.
Me at 12 years old watching X-Men cartoons unable to break my gaze from Emma Frost’s chest:
I just think she’s cool.
Me at 15 years old, utterly obsessed with Billie Piper’s portrayal of Rose Tyler in hit Science Fiction show, Doctor Who:
No you don’t understand she’s the Actress of Our Time-.
Me at 19, pondering if perhaps there was any signs I was gay that I should have noticed sooner:
…huh.
me cradeling ninerose, tenrose, tentoorose, elevenrose, twelverose, thirteenrose, fourteenrose, and fifteenrose because to me they're all special and valuable and personal and lovely.
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Why did no one bother to tell me the climax of Limitless (2011) is Bradley Cooper going through withdrawals as he drinks a loan sharks blood for a hit?
“Soichiro is in taken” lmfao
it is absolutely true that every character in death note is in a completely different piece of media from every other character. light thinks he's in law and order. L is in columbo, as columbo. misa is in a sabrina carpenter song and rem is in a chappell roan song. to ryuk this is all the three stooges. soichiro is in taken and matsuda is in brooklyn 99 and aizawa is in disco elysium. this is mikami's silence of the lambs and you're living in it. mello will either make this whole situation into twilight or die trying, and near? well. near is in death note.
So you’ve met my ex
A character concept that I'm actually surprised I haven't seen more, now that I think about it:
A character with a tragic past who's beautiful in an unthreatening, pitiful sort of way, who goes "wait hold on, people think I'm cute?" and immediately goes drunk with power. Having a whole villain arc getting corrupted by the power of being just so tragic and pathetic that people can't be mad at them. Someone who's been accustomed to always being the one who's blamed and punished no matter whose fault the problem was suddenly discovering that actually they could get away with murder by being so big-eyed and sad.
And once they figure out that they can just Poor Little Meow Meow their way out of anything, they do. Going from being genuinely skittish and timid into pretending to do so merely as an act, manipulating the shit out of everyone and avoiding all suspicion because Look How Sad And Wet And Pathetic I Am, of course they couldn't do any harm to anyone ever.
And if one person finally does see right through that act and puts puzzle pieces together of how there's been just too many suspicious coincidences and accidents that only one person would actually benefit from, they confront the Tragic Little Act directly, one-to-one, to say "I'm fucking onto you and your shit"
And suddenly they completely snap out of their timid, pathetic presentation to give a big, wide, sickening smile like "no-one's ever going to believe you."
Reason 2 to finish your manuscript:
Because you want to read it.
Paul Atreides is canonically nonbinary.
Seriously.
The first time I read Dune I thought-
“Frank Herbert is doing a great job explaining gender variance in science fiction in a time when they did not have the modern vocabulary for gender expression.”
Paul is his father’s son and his mother’s daughter. He’s quite literally bred to have access to knowledge and power only accessible to men or women.
RIP Paul you would have loved ‘I am not a woman, I’m a god’ by Halsey.
It’s post random shit on tumblr hours.
I’d apologize but why would I?
100 Letters by Halsey holds my entire heart.
"The road to fascism is paved with people telling you to stop overreacting"
Things my grandma thinks “made me” a homosexual:
#2 My best friend had a “lesbian” haircut.
She had the same haircut.
My vocalization of this thought was not appreciated.
Things my grandma thinks “made me” a homosexual:
#1 Disturbia by Rihanna was the first ringtone I ever got on my flip phone.
Something something divine rights of kings -> the inherent idea that to kill something is to take its place -> something something to have growth interrupted into an offshoot you must kill off the original thing
Big fan of characters who “kill” their younger selves. Characters who resent the past version of themselves for letting them get hurt, who look at that kid and feel revolted by the foreignness of it. Characters who feel they have to cut the child out of them like a tumor because it’s hurting them too much and if I don’t kill you you’ll kill me. Nearly nothing remaining of that past self but for the little connections and mannerisms they can’t kick, and when it shines through, it’s a terrible, tragic thing, because the child is still in there. It’s in there and it’s grotesque in its suffocation. But it’s there.
Sam and Dean Winchester Space AU
AU where Anakin and Owen are actually brothers like we deserved in the films. Nothing about the plot changes it just makes everything like 20% sadder. (Plus space wizard farmer family shenanigans).
I honestly believe half-brother Owen could give Anakin enough of a reality check for this to be a fix-it au LOL
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Reason 1 to finish your manuscript:
You can’t read fanfiction of your work unless you, actually, y’know, finish and publish it.
Show That Will Never Leave Your Brain ⋆｡°✩
Magician version available here
Lovers version available here
An Essay on Nihilism and Ennui
Maybe the world is doomed. Maybe you can’t do anything about it. Maybe you were born on a train that had run of our track, long after we shot the engineers and burned the plans to lay track anew. The conductors barricaded the engine room where they hold hostage generations of coal miners who are forced to keep full steam ahead lest they be shoved into the incinerators themselves.
Maybe we can’t change any of that. I’d like to hope we can. Unfortunately hope isn’t the thing that drags your ass out of the cave you’ve collapsed into constructed of pizza boxes and soiled sheets. Drive is. Action is. Curiosity is.
Suppose we’re stuck on this train. It will crash. We will all die in a horrible fiery explosion, or succumb to the fumes first. What are you going to do in the meantime?
Here’s the thing: Life sucks and we’re all going to die. We don’t know when, we don’t know how. It feels impossible to plan for a future we have little data to prove will exist. What we do have is the interim. We can sit around and doom-scroll on our phones, or we can live life while we have it.
Plant a garden out of old coffee cans. Invite your friends over to fingerpaint on cardboard. Kiss the people you think about when you lay in bed at night. Chase an unrealistic dream, not because you believe it is possible, but because you can’t live with yourself if you never try.
That’s what you’re doing when you ingest endless content. You are simultaneously looking for the thing that will complete you, and desperately running from the voice inside that asks “what if there’s more?”
Stop. Running. Turn around. Look at the voice headlong. Dare to ask it back: “What more do I want there to be?”
Then go find it.
"it's concerning if university students are genuinely struggling to read full adult-level books for class" and "don't overstate the reporting of a single news article" and "if this shift is genuinely real, it's reflective of broad curriculum changes in lower education levels, probably at least in part due to remote schooling during COVID, and doesn't mean the new generation is being willfully Stupid and Vapid" and "when reading for personal pleasure people should read whatever they like without shame" and "reading from a broad variety of genres, styles, and authorial backgrounds will improve your understanding of both literature and the real world" and "actively mocking people for their tastes in books does not encourage them to become more adventurous you're just being mean" and also "but seriously adult books are not just boringly pretentious nothingburgers padded with pointless sex scenes, and claiming they are just shows how little you've read" all can and should co-exist.
I’m a simple person (that is a lie.), I put on a suit jacket, and suddenly I’m possessed by the spirit of Narcissus
I did this all for you by Xana: Destiel Anthem?
“You make a mess of mistakes, I just savour the taste, but I forgave this worthless world, because it gave me you.”
“I did this all so you could have your happy after, a never ending chapter. Call you up in the middle of the night just to enchant you[…]Now I’m part of you for the rest of your damn life.”
“Said you wanted closure, it’s never really over, didn’t wanna scare ya when I lost all my composure. Wishing you would save me, am I going just crazy? Every shooting stars rolling their eyes at me lately.”
I have not even brought up the “villains.” I say villains because they are not so much evil as they are violently protesting for human rights. Good for them.
My favorite character can open dimensional pockets. She kidnaps her favorite monsters and locks them in an old school to make them play dolls.
Generator Rex is legitimately one of the best cartoons ever created, and if I could find a way to watch it I would promptly write a 10k essay on why.