#I got no voice anymore!

[serpentsskirt]

The day i saw God ❤️‍🔥✨

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

How much longer 'til your luck runs out?

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[dreamyintersexouppy]

i really love positivity for trans women who don't voice train or tuck or w/e like they deserve the positive attention but i always see it loudest from tme people who seem to value the mythical non-transitioning trans woman so highly and sexually that it doesn't come off as anything but fetishization, and then those same people will turn around and say trans women who do seek gender euphoria through these things are 'conforming' like i think you're the one trying to get us to conform, specifically to your fantasy of a brick that tops you and has no opinions or desires of her own

[nnnneeev]

I wish solomon would tuck me to bed

[dragonseeds]

the thing about daemon and rhaenyra as doubles and mirrors, reflections of each other, is that it shatters when he crowns her. he can be her attack dog, her whip, her sword arm, but that sameness is gone. he lost viserys to the crown, to the role, and he crowned her anyway and it’s like. i keep thinking of that line from saint mungo that everyone quotes. i feel like something bad is going to happen to me. i feel like something bad has happened. it hasn't reached me yet but it's on its way. because trauma does this, creates a temporal distortion in your body and your mind. i think daemon’s going to be thriving for a minute—finally fulfilling his purpose—but some part of him is stuck in that moment where he crowned her because that’s when he lost her like he lost viserys and it’s going to come back for him. there’s too much history and wounded animal pain there. he’s always comparing her to viserys-as-king from that point on, consciously or not, and waiting for what happened before to happen again and it does because it was always going to. the hurt that allows them to understand each other in ways no one else can, allows them to find healing with each other, is what’s going to kill him. later after they take king’s landing and lose more children, if he sees her pushing him away in her grief, ignoring his advice and letting her advisors come between them—that’s the end but he’s back at the start, trapped in this circle/cycle, already dead but he’ll follow the pattern. it all comes back again. and he crowned her.

[maulfucker]

So fucked up that obimaul is a rarepair. What do you mean not everyone is obsessed with enemies to lovers with a Force connection, where one side is completely obsessed with the other who barely acknowledges him (but is just as affected)

[pastafossa]

Almost done replying to comments on AO3 and then I'll start working through all the asks and messages here!

In other news, I responded like a dog with a whistle when someone said, 'Where are you, pasta?' at the store. Presumably they were looking for lowercase pasta, and not uppercase Pasta, but I still got a weird look before I mumbled and wandered off.

I'm also currently watching one of my old fandoms (the one that got me back into writing fanfic which eventually led to TRT, ironically) eat itself alive after a trailer dropped for the new game and the response was... divisive. So Imma just bunker down here in the Daredevil fandom and on my peaceful feed and hide from that for a while. But that led to this hilarious exchange with a friend:

'So are you going to dust off your old AO3 account and write for *old game fandom* again?' 'are you kidding? I have Daredevil moss on me. I'm a part of the Marvel fic ecosystem now. At best I'll pop a root over to wiggle around in the Pedro Pascal section of forest, but that's it.'

[paxcallow]

pax, it's 10 pm. pax, draw ticklish robots. "ok" i responded to the moth on my window

[apettypetrifiedbitch]

she asks that i tell you to remember her

the storylines with no way to change the outcome are amazing, and yet they inspire hate in my heart. especially if i end up in them repeatedly without planning to. i realised that i do not, in fact, like when all-powerful women step on me. and sadly that does mean that replaying this game again and again, i have come to dislike shifty quite a bit.

during my first playthrough, we felt like equals. we're both confused. we're both trapped. i'm still not sure wth is up with the narrator, but i'll be damned if i trust that dude. shifty, or "hands" as i was calling her at the time, felt like an ally. but overtime, she has started to feel like another captor. especially since i knew what she was going to become (specifically how frickin mean and domineering she was gonna get all of a sudden).

and then... one of my favorite repeating moments in the entire game is the end of the first loop.

she asks that i tell you to remember her

you won't *glass shatters*

chilling. amazing. love it.

but then i thought about it a bit more and... i love this moment even more.

cause this is classic shifty. she talks about the vessel as if it's just a vessel and her wishes don't matter that much, she doesn't give you a chance to respond, she's kind of distantly cruel, flexes her power while sitting on her high frickin horse. but she's also wrong.

cause you do remember her. not just because you're a player and remember the route you took and not because she reminds you with the montage. you just remember her. that's who the hero takes you to. the vessel you met the first time. the one that asked you to remember her.

and i think that's beautiful. not just because it feels like i'm flippin an all-powerful shifty off.

[here-comes-the-moose]

Ummm… so what does it mean if someone looked at over half of their family members (most of which are on one side), themselves included, and have thought “oh that sounds a lot like Tech or like something Tech would do or gives off Tech vibes”?

I’m not asking for a friend.

[backwardswalks]

I am the shape you made me. Filth teaches filth. — Anne Carson, An Oresteia

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

ok I finally saw Wicked. and yes. it was good.

but. ben shapiro was 100% right when he said they did Defying Gravity dirty by interrupting its musical momentum.

[renthony]

If I was ever able to get back into musical theatre, I theoretically have three dream roles, and it makes me kinda sad I don't think I'll ever be able to pull it off. I just don't have the time, energy, or motivation anymore. That dream died in high school.

I used to be able to sing, god damn it!😭

[thegreatyin]

to put a long story short: at the end of ffxiv's base game, literally Directly before the beginning of its first expansion (heavensward), there is a series of quests and story arcs that eventually snowball into an hour-long cutscene in which the entire thing comes to a head in the literal worst way possible. like, "the hero's plans all go horribly wrong and several major characters die onscreen, with others going missing (presumed dead), eventually culminating in the player character being framed for the murder of the leader of a nation-state and being Literally Forced To Flee The Country" wrong.

heavensward leads directly on from this plotline. you arrive at the major location of the expansion in the midst of seeking asylum whilst being a wanted criminal everywhere else in the world right now. it's like. A Whole Thing. the game makes such a big deal out of it all. the fandom does as well. and for good reason!! it's a really good moment!!!!!!

and then roughly 1/3rds of the way into heavensward you find out that literally none of it mattered. nobody important actually died, no changes were actually made to the status quo, and nothing comes of being literally kicked out of the country for (what is implied to be) several in-universe weeks, if not months. None Of It Mattered. None.

TLDR; the bloody banquet is a major, exciting, and very infamous twist that seems like it's going to segway into a MAJOR upheaval of the status quo and some really intriguing ramifications for the story as a whole... and then heavensward does away with literally all of that and practically writes the entire thing off as a waste of time.

you may be able to see why i'm so salty about it.

[queermania]

i forgot to tell you guys about this when it happened but like a month ago i went to a bar and there was a guy at the door that i assume was their version of a bouncer but he didn't ask me for my ID he just very casually said "how old are you?" and it like... scrambled my brain?? that's just... not the usual question in that situation?? and i just know my face did a version of the confused math lady meme before i replied "...how old am i?" like the dumbest person in the world

[gu6chan]

would've loved to have heard caim's wheezing laughter as a 42 year old man tbh........