#WHERES YOUR ORIGINALITY MAN

[corvidcrafts273]

lmao

'People are panicking about AI tools the same way they did when the calculator was invented, stop worrying' cannot stress enough the calculator did not forcibly pervade every aspect of our lives, has such a low error rate it's a statistical anomaly when it does happen, isn't built on mass plagiarism, and does not obliterate the fucking environment when you use it. Be so fucking serious right now

[mischievous-thunder]

Wade and Logan assuring each other across the multiverse

[housederiva]

POV your name is Carver Hawke and you're haunted by the ghosts of both your sisters every time you see your boss

[dustykneed]

Picture this; Bones holding Joanna, rocking her to sleep and the part in Beautiful Boy where it’s like “The monster's gone, He's on the run, And your daddy's here” is playing. :,)

Fatherhood gives you certain... skills. Coincidentally, this is also how Jim finds out that Bones sings.

:'))

[thereweredragonshere]

I skip all Hiccstrid scenes in Rtte because buffstrid is not canon💔

[pokemon-radical-red]

I hate it when I headcanon a character who’s canonically a girl as a trans man and make ships of him and a character who’s canonically a guy and I refer to it as a gay/mlm/guyxguy/whatever ship and someone gets mad. Like omg let trans people have FUNNNNN. Why are queer headcanons and genderbends cool until they’re saying that the character is trans???

“OMGGG you’re so misogynistic I can’t believe you would erase FEMALE representation!!!”

and like half of the characters in the franchise are women, and a total of… NONE of the characters are trans men. Also, my headcanon doesn’t change the source material. If my stuff upsets you, you can block me and go engage with the source or maybe every single other fanwork, since mine is the only trans man hc for this character that I’ve ever seen.

or when people are like “WTF??? this is so transphobic!!! how dare you imply that a character who looks like that could be a trans man?!?! do you think that trans men are women or something??? she uses she/her, and you’re misgendering her!”

No, I don’t think that being a trans man makes you a woman or vice versa. That’s why it’s a headcanon, and the headcanon is that this character is actually a trans man and not a woman at all! You’ll never guess what pronouns most trans men had to use at some point in their lives, and you really won’t like it when you find out about pre-(or no-)transition trans men… or trans men who are in the closet… or trans men who don’t know that they’re trans yet.

“But the character is a kid!!! Saying they’re trans is sexualizing them.”

I’ve seen this one from other queer people. Like did you miss when all of the homophobes said this about your identity, or do you think that bigotry is only bad when it’s directed at you?

“Why would you say ‘testosterone could fix her’??? Are you trying to call her a delusional woman?”

Why would your brain even go to that first? This literally has to be a bad faith reading, because there’s no way that someone could see what I said and get this unless they were specifically looking for something to be mad at me for.

(Note for anyone unaware: “Estrogen would’ve fixed him!” was a meme going around at the time I said this. I’m not sure if it’s still super big, but this was a joke to the effect of that.)

“So girls can’t be tomboys anymore? You just wanna trans everyone?”

This is like actual real life transphobic rhetoric. This isn’t even just shitting on my headcanon, but in fact, sending transphobic hate to a trans man. Thanks 👍. Maybe you should go send JK Rowling another message about how much you loved her essay instead of bothering me.

[theborgqueen2]

Chakotay????? A boring character?????

[swordmaid]

i am wide awake thinking about that post canon jb au again when I should be sleeping …!!! such is the nature of the jbrainrot…

[elderwisp]

◁ || ▷ now playing

Gabriel: Find anything good? 

Theo: Nah, a lot of the newer stuff is kinda blegh. 

Gabriel: We could always look at those cool picture books with birds. I like those. 

Theo: Of course you would like the picture books.

Gabriel: No shame. 

Theo: He likes to drink milk with his bedtime stories.

Gabriel: Oh so you got jokes?

Theo: Plenty. Hilarious ones too. 

Gabriel: [ snickers ] Maybe you should be a comedian. 

Theo: If dancing doesn’t work out, I just might.

Gabriel: I mean, hypothetically, what would happen if things didn’t work out?

Theo: Oh I’d simply be devastated. No, things have to work out.

Gabriel: I mean, you always got family to fall back on, no?

Theo: Well, that would be my last option.

Gabriel: Huh.

-

Gabriel: You cool with your family, Theo?

Theo: Hm? Oh yeah. Everything’s normal.

Gabriel: Normal’s such a unique concept because what’s normal to me, might be the complete opposite for you. 

Theo: I dunno. A lot of concepts don’t make sense, you know? 

Gabriel: So it’s better to not ask questions.

Theo: You might not like the answer.

Gabriel: Try me.

Theo: I- [ sighs ] Things were fine, then they weren’t. It always starts that way. My parents are close-minded folk and they couldn’t stand the idea that their kid didn’t want to conform. I’m good now.

Gabriel: I see. 

Theo: Things need to work out for me here, Gabriel.

Gabriel: So let’s make sure of it, yeah?

Theo: Deal.

[sadlynotthevoid]

I'm not sure if I told you guys about the time I dreamed that 20ish Jason Todd died yet again and Death was pissed off because "really? Again? Wtf Batman. The universe doesn't keep reviving your son just so you can see how much he lasts!" And "He has a work to do you know?!". Besides, she's fond of the bright young soul.

So, she calls her uncle to help him. And what you know? Her uncle is the God of Death (because yes, my brain is like that sometimes). They sit to talk and come up with a solution.

First, taking advantage of the effects still present of the last time-space crisis and the spirits protecting the soul, they regress the time of this universe to when Jay had just left All Caste, way before he had came back to Gotham.

Then, Death places Red Hood!Jason's memories on the soul of his younger self. Not too harsh to force his soul to crack, but not too light to let them fall. Just deep enough so he finds them when he meditates.

And by last, God of Death tells the spirits where they should guide the boy to. The perfect place for him.

Where is the best place for a soul who craves for home and safety? Of course, that's with someone who has the heart to care and accept a new loved one and the determination to protect them.

That's how Jason Todd, teenage assassin in an existential crisis, ends up waking up in the softest bed he has ever been in some foreign country. At his side there's a redhead teen sitting in a sofa, a book in his hands and other boy— this one with black hair and pajamas— lying on his lap.

The redhead— Cale, as he presents himself— is mysterious but kind hearted guy. He also knows things. So much so that if he weren't as he is, Jason would suspect. As things are, he knows he's just used to collect information. A bit like a bat, but not quite. A bat would plan how to use it against the possible enemy. Cale? Well, he doesn't even bother to hide what he realized about him. He's also ridiculously casual about it.

Who offers an assassin if they want their hidden weapons back? This guy, apparently.

Jason only knows he's not totally unconscious because at one point an old guy entered with tea and pastries for the three and Cale, the little shit, choose that moment to reassure Jason.

"Don't worry. My butler is an assassin too and we don't treat him different for it."

The old geezer almost let got the porcelain teapot to the floor. Though, points for him for recovering so fast.

"Young master? May this Ron know who you would be talking about?"

"Hm? Who do you think? Hans? The only thing he can kill is Rok Soo's humor. It's you, obviously."

"..."

Rok Soo, the sleeping beauty complex guy pretending to be asleep on Cale's lap, was sweating badly. If everyone in the room weren't already aware he was clearly pretending, someone may had thought he was ill.

Later on, he realizes there was a reason Cale had said that at that moment.

He's looking at the butler subtly terrorize the boys to behave, treating the siblings like two particularly mischievous puppies. Then he turns around and uses the same tune to advise him to be careful with his wounds. And that's when he thinks 'Oh. He doesn't see me as a menace'.

Of course he doesn't. His employer just confirmed he's aware of his identity— at least partially— and his own nature. The biggest advantage of an assassin is their secrecy. After their identity is exposed, the only reason they won't attack is if the assassin believes the risk is worthy. Telling the assassin he knows he's an assassin was his way to show Jason's own intentions: none.

Jason didn't intend to end up in that field where these teens find him. He didn't intend to be brought in their vacation house. He definitely didn't plan that the people to found him passed out would be whoever these rich guys were.

But he didn't have anything against all of this either.

Well, maybe the wound. He could make it without the blood loose and the soon-to-be scar to add to his collection.

Either way, at least he had a safe place to stay and think. Just think. Because, the memories he saw— what is he supposed to do now that he has his answer?

His da— Bruce. Bruce didn't care for him as much as Jason does for Bruce. Bruce obviously didn't love him as he thought. And certainly, Bruce was way more willingly to harm him than he believed.

And Jason— well, Jason couldn't waste a second life on a man who didn't put hin even at the same level than the Joker of all people. But maybe his expectatives were too high? He hadn't planned what to do if his life was meaningless to him.

So, Jason needed time. Time to ponder and heal. Those things are better done in a safe place.

That's what Jason has in mind when Cale offers him to stay with them.

[moeblob]

They're soulmates in every single universe and I miss them at the most random times.

[dotpyenji]

happy bisexual day to those who celebrate

[theinfinitedivides]

Sam is the co-lead of the series, per Rolin, Mark, and all the actors, and after Jacob, he's the one critics mention the most (the whole cast is super acclaimed obviously, but in terms of who gets singled out). The whole cast is great, but it's not racism for them to prioritize their two lead male actors (and Sam is still the co-lead even if he had less screentime this year, just like they still kept Jacob and Sam together in interviews because they are the leads, and they will next year too when Sam is the lead and Jacob is the co-lead). If IWTV were a show like Succession or GOT or whatever, they could push more actors. But people are expecting them to push Assad for nominations when realistically, Jacob and Sam are the only ones who remotely have a shot in their categories, as great as the whole cast is. This isn't about everyone getting a turn, it's about who the show's leads and most prominent actors are.

see now i had to pause GNX to respond to this tell me how i knew somebody was going to act up in my inbox, smh. anon. sit with me for a bit. i have been here since the first time AMC had a chance to put up Assad for consideration for several supporting noms and did not. i rode that wave i saw the backlash among those of us who were wise enough to see what was happening and the way we were dogpilled on by folks who claimed we were making everything about Assad. then ofc round two happened and they skipped Jacob and Delainey and the same folks who were talking shit suddenly started crying foul when it's been foul but uh. that's a convo that i've beaten till it died i ain't going back there.

the point of my post (that you seemed to have missed) was not that they shouldn't have put their two lead actors forward for consideration. it is the constant deliberate neglect of submitting Assad's name in anything (followed closely by Delainey) while continuing to use his scenes and breakout performance in s2 to promote the show. if you care about your white co-lead's performance then you use the fucking promo from the fucking eps that he's in for a significant amount of time. you do not cop the hard work of your cast of color to hopefully get awards and then not give them the time of day to submit them for a little something. 2x5 was Jacob and Assad (& Luke)'s ep and we know this. 2x8 was Jacob and Assad (& Delainey bc iirc this is the wrap-up to the trial, unless i'm wrong and we didn't get any of her screentime after 2x7)'s ep and we know this. they wanted tangible Sam screentime they should have offered up 2x7 where the bulk of the trial (and by extension Lestat) actually is. it's like if i as a fellow student take time out of my day and volunteer to tutor you and you turn the final result in as yours and don't even acknowledge that i fucking led you through how many study sessions. it's that one kid doing the group project for the rest of y'all and then y'all get credit for shit you didn't do bc it full well was not a team effort. before s2 aired Assad was on buildings and promo content and interviews and then it dropped just as the genocidal acts in Gaza started ramping up and it wasn't fashionable anymore to let an obviously Islamic coded name get into print as one of the stars of the show—notice how they went dead silent? notice how most critics reviews always mention Sam (Dreamstat) over Assad (Armand) or Delainey (Claudia) or even Jacob (THEE titular vamp)? we know what it's giving and honestly if you don't i think you need to sit with that shit for a little bit

[ratatatastic]

"...where everybody is...except for-little bit further for barky but it's good for me!" you can tell matthew has never stopped chirping sasha for living in boca (most of the sane guys chose places in ft lauderdale) which is a good half hour drive away from both amerant bank and the iceplex and those etas are sans traffic! the i-95 gets so congested i cant imagine what the drive is like when its rush hour lmaoooo yeah sasha deserves to be chirped to hell and back for choosing boca raton of all places and yeah no wonder this guys got a lead foot on the pedal huh

the fond little smile like oh here he goes again he does this all the time and matthews cheesy little proud grin "yes i do give you grief over this! its not the first time and it wont be the last time! i will keep doing it until you move closer to me!!"

HAPPY RAT ALERT! hes certified in the art of subtly that is if you chirp your captain enough maybe he will listen to the hints youre dropping and will in fact not live so far away maybe he will move into your house

the old married couple are doing old married things

"barky are you going to move closer to the facility?"our beat has to have their fun too and if it makes sasha smile then i can allow it! yes thats it bully him into moving closer!!!

edmonton oilers @ florida panthers game 5 post practise interview | 6.18.24 (x)

[mintytrifecta]

@trans-pickles

THE PLACE? THE DESERT. THE TIME? HIGH, TEATTIME NOON.

Out from a rugged field of sand and the occasional viper, a beautiful horse rides on into a tiny, beat up, too-dang-colorful-for-it's-own-good town. The shiny city sign labels it as [Wonderland], home to all mad enough to stay in it. And mad they are, for in this town lies the Queen of Hearts, bandit of the west who lives like a royal, and her sketchy henchman who comes and goes faster than a clock strike, the White Rabbit. A colorful town, indeed.

The horse's rider hides her face from the terribly shining sun as she descends further into town, brim pulled low enough to cast her whole face in shadow. Her figure is draped in clothes both regal and sharp, like an armadillo casting a shell to protect itself, she too hides her seldom-aged form from the world under spike and shadow. She comes to a stop at the local Saloon, The Haberdashery, and gracefully climbs off her horse.

"Easy, Dinah," she says leading her to the trough before the entrance. "Just one more stop and we'll be sure to find him, I swear it."

And with that, she walks in.

In a curious turn of events, this strange saloon offers tea, refusing to hand out alcohol until teatime is over, so every person in the saloon who can spare it drinks enough tea to drown their sorrowful lack of booze. On the stage, a chorus of saloon girls hold intricately weaved flowers into tight bouquets before throwing them to an adoring audience, voices fluttering in the wind like petals in a golden afternoon's breeze. The interior is brightly colored, as the rest of the town, no doubt with paint gotten by bloodied heart-cards grunts.

The rider makes her way to the bar, hobbling carefully to the high seat and calling the tender over. He smiles, wide, but his eyes are glassy, as if he's not all there. "what can I do for you, love?"

She looks up, big blue eyes betraying fear over her brave face. "My name is Alice Liddel. I'm looking for the White Rabbit."

[100prcntbitter]

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