#& i responded ‘eat shit’

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

alicent hitting aegon at driftmark like she's a stressed-out husband on mandatory work leave and he's a pill-popping housewife who let their kid eat a tide pod. you understand.

[writhe]

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[ceilidho]

btw i find it a LOT easier to reply to like, shorter asks (like 1-2 paragraphs). multiple paragraph asks are hard to respond to even though i love reading them just bc you've usually already added so much detail and thought that im kinda just like "yeah, exactly this, i love this"

[the-maladjustedjester]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAASJHDJSJAHJSKDHSJSL

FUCK

Fuck harry potter fans and FUCK the marauder fans

IT DOES NOT MATTER IF “oh haha we changed the original canon so this character is actually trans uwu” STOP COMPARING MALE CHARACTERS TO REAL TRANSFEMS OH MY FUCKING GOD HOW STUPID AND TONE DEAF CAN YOU BE

Like take a step back and think just for a second. Use some critical thinking here. And imagine a world in which a trans person might be uncomfortable being compared to a character who is not the gender they id as. Maybe just for a second.

IN NO UNIVERSE IS YOUR FANFIC-IFIED SIRIUS BLACK AN OKAY CHARACTER TO COMPARE A TRANSFEM TO 💀 I DONT KNOW HOW TO MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND THIS

“Oh everyone thinks he’s like transfem or nonbinary or gnc now” DOESNT FUCKING MATTER 😭 “we took out the basics of the original story so how people react to being compared to a character should take into account how I think about it and they shouldn’t be upset, you’re just not getting it, maybe read some fanfiction and you’ll understand” FUCKING CHOKE HOLY SHIT DO YOU HEAR YOURSELVES

[random0lover]

I hate men and their need to act like any emotional reactions you have while you’re on your period is just you being “hormonal” and “not yourself”

(Rant in tags)

[demodoggonetired]

Steve walks into their shared apartment to a scene of Eddie face down on their surprisingly plush, thrifted sofa. Various campaign notebooks, sketches, and dnd guides left to spill out his bag onto the floor. 

"I'm home!" 

The only response is a tepid "hHh." as Eddie further burrows his face between the cushions and backrest of the couch. 

Setting aside his bag and keys, Steve strides over to his boyfriend. 

"What's that all about?"

The huddled form emits another "hn." 

"Is that so?" 

"mm."

He takes a seat beside Eddie’s head. Runs a soothing hand along the other’s shoulders, fingers splayed wide. Applies pressure with the heel of his palm. 

Eddie melts further, this time with a minor release of tension. The presence of the other already a balm in itself. 

“Does that mean game day ended badly?” 

Still mostly curled ridged and with as little motion as possible, Eddie shakes his head negative. 

“No?” Steve asks, incredulous. “So then your 9-hour ‘Super, Ultimat-‘ uh… shit… ‘Super. Ultra. Perfect-‘“

“sumpoe.” Eddie corrects punitively into the cushion.

“Sorry, so then your 9-hour ‘Super, Ultra, Mega, Perfect, One-Shot Extravaganza’ went off exactly as you wanted. And then instead of napping in our comfortable bed--that you’d insisted on slathering in pillows because you, and I quote, ‘Wanted to feel like you were being smothered by geese and also just like the jumbles of texture’--you chose to stay out on the couch? Do I have that right?”

“mhm. too bright. couldn’t make it.”

Steve glances at the bay window adorning their living room-kitchen area. Thankfully, enough time seems to have passed since Eddie returned home. The sun now set, the room awashed in its final red hues. 

Even still, as Steve manages to coax him to turn over onto his back, Eddie’s face remains tense. With a sneaking suspicion, Steve smooths out the wrinkle in Eddie’s brow and prompts further, “Yeah? Anything else?”

“head hurts. stomach. nauseous.”

Yea, exactly as he figured. 

“Babe, did you eat anything today? During the 9 hours y’all were at the table?”

…

“was distracted.”

Steve sighs then gives a reprimanding pinch to Eddie’s cheek. Not hard. He has some mercy for his ailing boyfriend.

Said boyfriend retaliates with a half-hearted, protesting squawk and grabs the offending hand, cuddling into it and biting Steve’s pinky finger. 

Steve lets it happen. 

Instead he choses to stare into the kitchen, subconsciously rubbing small circles into Eddie’s temple even as he’s nibbled. Thinks over what supplies and lighter foods they currently have. 

Half to himself, he comments “I think we still have some saltines left from Robin’s Soup Experiments last week. That should help soak up the stomach acid and get something in your stomach.” He looks back at Eddie laid across the cushions. “You can take some pain meds after that if you want.”

“mkay.”

Steve goes to stand, except-

“Eds, you’ll have to stop biting my hand if you want me to go get the crackers.”

“nope. mine now.” Another, harder bite is given to the digit. 

“Hey- Ow, ow, Eddie, Eds, stop.” A responding, equally harder pinch but this time to Eddie’s nose, lifting up and extricating his finger as he does so. 

“haaa- cheater. appreciate my love bites.”  

With a snort, Steve walks towards the kitchen and begins to collect his well-used, headache-relieving arsenal.

- - -

Later, after saltines and buttered pasta have been eaten and hot towels have cooled, the two lay cuddled in their indeed comfortable and pillow laden bed. Strong, dexterous fingers card through the other’s curls. Gentle nails along the scalp to chase away any lingering pain. 

“Thanks, Stevie. You’re a true lifesaver.” He snuggles into Steve’s chest just that little bit further. “My brain and stomach would have exploded without your care.”

“Well we can’t have that, you need those.”

“Then I’d never be able to DM another Sumpoe day for the group again.” Eddie untucks his head just enough to look at Steve imploringly. “Then you’d have to inherit the job of Dungeon Master as my next of kin and they’d Eat. You. Alive, Stevie!”

“Damn. Guess I better get to studying then, just in case.” The sarcasm drips off in waves.

Not one to be deterred, Eddie sits up and over Steve in a flash. Eyes sparkling with mischief and new ideas as his hands come up on either side of Steve’s face and grab into his jawbone. The hand that was running through Eddie’s hair now dislodged to his shoulder.

“Steve, Stevie-love, Bunny-bear, you’re so, so right. You need to be my DM assistant for our next one shot.” 

Matching his level of dramatics, Steve presses back into his designated pillow and drapes a hand across his forehead.

“Noooo. Don’t make me do it, I’ll be the one to pass away. I can’t keep up with all your funny little lizard voices.”

“But Stevieeee,” Eddie whines. He leans down so he’s level with Steve’s ear, feels the other shiver as he breathes out before adopting one of his ‘funny little lizard voices’ “I wants it!!”

Caught off-guard, Steve breaks, laughing as he flips them. “You’re such a nerd.”

Maintaining his kobold voice and batting his lashes, “But Stevie, I’m your little lizard nerd.”

“Hmm and damned if that doesn’t make me the lucky one.”

And should the next time Eddie hosts another Sumpoe, he happens to find a perfectly packed lunch with tidbits of all his favorite snacks, well then Steve’s just not ready to accept that inheritance yet.

[ttngummybear]

Why do people on reddit have to fuck around with you and make you feel like an idiot for asking a question instead of just answering the question?

[front-facing-pokemon]

[pleasedontcareaboutme]

I don't care when people don't include me in stuff, I'm used to it but-----

my own family going on a trip w/o even asking me kinda felt

shit 🫠

[screamingay]

somehow these current roommates we have are the worst that ive known yet and last semester we literally had a girl who smoked cigs IN her bedroom. list of grievances below lol

[giantkillerjack]

Your stance on the Dunmeshi queerbait stuff is a bit selfish. Wanting this one manga to go exactly the way you want is a dangerous path - the way you phrase it is so entitled, making it clear it's not about consuming media about lesbians, but making one specific work suit exactly what you want. So many yuri mangas are written by sapphic women. It's a shame your stance is how it is.

And bastardizing the term queerbaiting does no good, either. Neither does the japanese manga market. You should research more before making such hurtful posts.

Hope you have a great day anyway.

[Anon is referring to this post, I believe.]

I mean, one of us certainly IS acting very entitled and weird about the media they like, and it ain't me. Like, I think you just have associated this piece of media with your own identity in an unhealthy way that makes you react to criticism of it with intense defensiveness. You don't own Dungeon Meshi. You aren't Marcille. Dungeon Meshi is NOT a yuri manga; it's a beautiful manga with either sapphic queerbait or a woefully underdeveloped queer relationship at its center.

Maybe if you had an argument besides "it does no good" to criticize it, but you don't. So.

Smh, it's a "dangerous path" - I'm screenshotting that bc I know it'll make my wife laugh. Like, friendo, wanting a piece of media to be better isn't dangerous. But calling someone selfish and hurtful for criticizing media while offering no clarifications as to who I've hurt or how (any fellow sapphics bleeding out in here? Or is it just me with my bonkers-heavy period??)... it's overstepping a social boundary in a bizarre way.

Like, I'm sorry that I'm better at media analysis than you (not actually sorry - I am being petty! :D), but I actually have studied queerbaiting!! I am willing to bet I have done more research than you! (Are you from twitter? You have that vibe. - Again, pettiness.)

... and I spend every day with my wife (the best writer I know; I'm so honored to share stories with her), talking of nothing but our shared special interest all day - i.e. media analysis. (I honestly don't know what neurotypical couples talk about lol)

And I've done enough research to know that one of the side effects of queerbaiting is that fans are often in denial about it and then get REAL MAD when someone points it out. I was there for the Sherlock/Supernatural fandom. Shit was crazy. (Not saying Super-who-lock bc my man Russell Davies was like MAKE THOSE BOYS SMOOCH! 😎)

Also like, my apologies to Ryoko Kui - I really do love Dungeon Meshi - but like, I'm just better at writing and illustrating queer rep than she is. I make real gay protagonists who do gay shit and are gay, and I will never queerbait my audience. Womp womp.

Also, honestly, even if I turn out to be wrong about the queerbaiting by the end of the series, this message was still rude and entitled and weird. We have a lot of issues facing our queer community that endanger real people; someone calling a story queerbaiting mistakenly is not one of them.

[neurodiversebones]

sorry i've been mostly inactive anorexia recovery is HARD. however i have been on my bones rewatch grind (because i've seen it nine times and so its okay that i don't have the attention span to get through 40 minutes of television bc i know whats going on already)

[immamapletreekid]

work anxiety starting before work itself hahahahaahahahahahahhhaha

[mom-friendtm]

period blues

[skrunksthatwunk]

yeah i can't come to class today, sorry. yeah. yeah. it's cause my hair's too long. mhm. gonna put me out of commission til the weekend at least

[agayconcept]

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