#also she's jewish so gets points for that from me haha

[woman-respecter]

i'm so sorry i called gracie abrams a nepo baby. secret of us is so good i'm inclined to believe she has never been related to anyone ever.

[jakeluppin]

a couple asks ago, you said "whenever I start working on my novel, the first song I listen to is Pin" and now i'm super curious about your novel!! care to share any details??

okay so i have two (well, i have like twenty i've done bits on since i started writing but two that are still somewhat being worked on now) but one of them is barely anything beyond a rough idea so i'll focus on the one that's more legit

i wrote about 90% of a first draft (about 60K) and then realized there were some fundamental issues with it so i started over

i have about 16K done of my new draft, some of which is brand new and some of which is revised from the first

it's a ya romance because that's where my heart has always been

for main characters we have (which as i'm writing these i realize i am So Bad at describing characters in this way whoops):

jake - jewish trans guys who is only out to his older sister (rachel). at this point, their parents are gone/dead (i've been back and forth on exactly what went down) so rachel's raising him. he's been in love with his best friend (caleb) since basically forever. he does stage crew for his school's theater department.

caleb - jake's best friend. he's gay. he has a crush on their mutual friend peter. he's one of those people who are just so loving that it's so easily to just get lost in. but also a total dick at the same time?

peter - he's really into theater, always in every production, which is how jake and peter met. just before the story starts peter and caleb were running lines for something and peter kisses caleb. described by other characters as being the nicest person you've ever met.

and then there's asher - his family just moved to town as his mom is the new cantor at jake's synagogue. he's also into theater and auditions for the fall musical, alongside peter. jake and caleb are there watching and jake hears him sing and is like. oh. shit. i'm in love. it's not revealed until midway through the book but asher is also a trans guy.

it's basically just a coming of age love story where jake finds himself and love and it's just really gay and jewish and probably very self indulgent but who cares?

oh also i have switched which musical they do multiple times for various reasons and right now it's Newsies but it may change again. but obviously asher, my beloved, is cast as davey jacobs so it is pretty perfect in that regard

gonna just throw some random lines/short scenes from draft two under the cut because i can. feel free to not read them haha

“You can’t seriously be doing homework now,” Caleb scoffs a moment later. 

I look up from my assignment and just shrug. “I’m simply not as invested in this as you are,” I offer.

“But you should be. For me. This is an important moment in my love life.”

I chuckle. “I love you, Caleb, but I think overall if I was as invested in your love life as you are, that would be a little weird.”

“Nope. I’m pretty sure it’s in the best friend manual that you’re supposed to care about it as much as I do. Sometimes maybe even more.”

“Can I have a copy of this best friend manual? I want to check the exact wording on that.”

“Sorry, only one copy was made and I keep it under lock and key.” Caleb smiles bright, and I roll my eyes in response.

--

“But seriously, you were amazing at your audition. I’m not just saying that or anything.”

“Thanks. I grew up singing. I think my mom might have disowned me if I didn’t end up with a good voice.”

“Really?” 

Asher laughs again. “Wow, you are gullible or I am not as funny as I think I am. But no, my mom would not have disowned me if I didn’t have a good voice.”

It’s this moment that Rabbi Finkle steps out of her office and says, “Asher, don’t lie. No self respecting cantor could stand to have unmusical children, just like I couldn’t stand to have children who do anything but read torah all day.” She smiles at us both, light in her eyes.

“Isn’t your oldest an atheist?” I ask.

“Yes, but he still reads torah ever day.” She laughs.

--

“So how was it?” I ask, sliding in Caleb’s car. He smiles wide as he turns to face me.

“Peter was amazing. Obviously. There’s something just, sexy about watching a guy dance.” He pauses, sighing, and then says, “I’m really gay.”

I laugh. “Really? I had no idea!”

“Yeah, not like I told you for the first time when we were like, nine or something.”

“Oh yeah, that definitely never happened.” 

Caleb chuckles and drives off. 

I can vividly remember when Caleb came out, the emotions so strong they stay pressed in mind. I can remember his fear, his hesitation, as he told me in a small voice that he liked boys. I can remember the confusion, not understanding what he meant, not sure what that meant for me. I can remember the happiness and his smile when I said there was nothing wrong with him “like liking” boys. I remember the ache I felt, when after telling him I like boys too, he told me “girls are supposed to like boys.” That ache I didn’t understand, that ache I couldn’t place for years, that ache that would come when Caleb would refer to me as a girl. 

“Were you scared telling me?” I ask a few minutes later, even though I know the fundamental answer.

“Of course,” he says. “I was nine. I was gay. And you were my best friend. Why wouldn’t I be afraid?” 

I nod in agreement. It’s something that, of course, I can understand. Just the thought of it causes anxiety to crawl up skin, pulling tight at my throat. It stops me from saying the things I want to say, things I know I need to say. The things I can’t imagine ever actually telling him.

Like: I’m in love with you.

Like: I’m trans.

Like: Yes. That means I’m guy. Which, if you remember the I love you part, would make me gay too. Or bi. Not totally sure about that yet.

Like: Main point being, I want to be with you and date you and I know you probably don’t or won’t ever see me as anything but your girl best friend but maybe you could. 

Yeah. Probably a good thing I’m not saying any of that.

--

“...Honestly, the challah was so good and reminded me of mom’s that I had a breakdown. Standard stuff, ya know. Who doesn’t have breakdowns over delicious Jewish foods?”

“Are you even Jewish if you don’t have breakdowns over delicious Jewish food?” Asher counters.

[luminouslywriting]

Chapter 13 (Mastermind)—MOTA Fic

A/N: Admittedly, this one was a lot of fun! I had a great lake day yesterday but that also means I'm behind on writing and answering requests haha! They're still open though, so feel free to keep sending me stuff! I'm going to try and catch up today, if I can! As always, let me know what you think and enjoy!

Ruth’s hands didn’t stop shaking after they left her office.  They didn’t stop shaking when she dug through her bag looking for a cigarette and a lighter.  They didn’t stop as she lit the thing—though her hands were rattling as though she was part of some jazz quartet or something.  They didn’t stop shaking as she inhaled the smoke in a rapid breath, unable to get ahold of herself. 

For a moment, it was all she could do to just sit there in her office and stare at the paperwork she was supposed to be doing.  All thoughts of work had melted away into worries that were building and compounding about Abe.  

Any appetite that she had worked up was long gone and she would take the promise of an empty stomach and a cigarette over having to socialize in the mess hall.  What the actual hell had Abe been thinking?  He was just a little boy.  A little Jewish boy who, if caught, would surely be found out that he had lied on his forms and he would be killed or worse.  Ruth couldn’t even take the thought. 

There was a pull in her stomach that seemed to knot itself up tightly.  She wanted to throw up, wanted to scream and punch the wall, wanted to make all of this just go away.  But she did not have the power for that.  

And so for the first time in a long time, Ruth Sharpe let a small whimper slip from her lips and she couldn’t help the fact that the tears came spilling out of her eyes.  Like a dam overflowing, Ruth was simply overwhelmed. She wasn’t one to cry easily, wasn’t one to get emotional.  But she had failed in her most simple of all jobs—being a sister.  

Maybe if she had stayed in the United States, she would have been able to stop Abe from running away and trying to join the military.  Maybe she could have protected him a lot better than any efforts she could give at the current moment.  Ruth Sharpe, shark lawyer, JAG-Corp member, felt totally helpless.  And it wasn’t a feeling she liked. 

So Ruth let herself blubber for a solid five minutes.  She let the tears spill from her eyes, she let the emotions run rampant and all of the ‘what ifs’ swirl around in her mind.  And when she glanced over at the clock, almost exactly at five minutes from when she began her emotional breakdown, Ruth straightened up her back. 

She dabbed at her makeup and at the tear-tracks.  And then she got back to work.  Because what else was she supposed to do?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Although Glenn Dye’s party was in full swing, Ruth had little patience for the entire thing.  It was great for that particular captain that he got to go home and that 25 missions could, in fact, be done.  But for everyone else, Ruth didn’t really see a point in celebrating.  After all, there was another mission to be run in the morning. 

Staying out late and celebrating the new arrivals and Glenn Dye didn’t seem like the best use of time, in her opinion.  And her sour mood wasn’t helped by the fact that Helen and Tatty absolutely insisted that she let loose and came to the party. 

Ruth had never particularly cared for parties, even her own.  Her mother had always thrown the best birthday parties and holiday parties—but Ruth would rather be in a corner with a book or in a good conversation than in a room full of people.  And that was thus evidenced by Ruth’s lack of enthusiasm at the current party. 

In the midst of her grumbling and occasionally sipping at a gin, someone came running up to her, tugging on her arm.  Ruth wasn’t even surprised to find Abe, grinning as he encouraged her to come and meet his friends.  

“Aren’t you—embarrassed or something?” Ruth demanded in slight annoyance. 

“Embarrassed? Why would I be embarrassed?” Abe asked, giving her a strange look.  “You’re JAG-Corp AND you outrank them.  I get to brag!” 

As Abe brought her to a stop in front of the new recruits—a few of whom she vaguely recognized from the inspections done earlier that day—there was a slight look of fear that gave rise to pride in her chest.  “Uh, Abe—” One of them started nervously. 

“This is my sister!  Ruth!” Abe exclaimed proudly, a wide grin on his face. 

Ruth didn’t even blink as her gaze turned onto the men curiously.  “The uh—the scary—” One of them started, earning an elbow to the ribs and a wince.  “The lawyer lady is your sister?” 

“I can see you’re just as charmed to meet me as I am to meet you,” Ruth retorted in a steel tone.  “Your names, soldiers?” 

“Ruthie—” Abe started in a slight warning tone. 

“Nash,” The one in the middle piped up. 

“Speitz.” 

“Pappy.” 

“Is it true that you grew up down the hall from Rosenthal?” Nash questioned, gaze flickering between the two siblings. 

A tight smile found its way onto Ruth’s features.  “Guilty as charged, I’m afraid.  Why?  Are you looking for blackmail?” 

“Be nice, please,” Abe mumbled. 

“Oh look, here’s Twinkle-Toes now.  Just like Senior Prom,” Ruth said, letting out a sigh at the sight of Robert Rosenthal dancing his way over to the group.  He continued his moves right up until he nearly bumped into Ruth, a panicked expression crossing his features quickly. 

“Uh, I didn’t see—” 

“You?  Not paying attention?  I’m shocked,” Ruth said dryly.  

“I’m sorry, you said prom?” Pappy questioned, leaning forward. 

Both Ruth and Rosie gave each other a withering gaze.  “Oh yeah!” Abe exclaimed, cutting them off before either could speak.  “They went to prom together since their dates both had the flu!” 

“Anyways,” Rosie expressed in a louder tone.  “What have I missed?” 

“Well I’m eying broads and Pappy here’s trying to dour the mood,” Nash said, gesturing at his friend. “So in other words, nothing.” 

“Sour,” Rosie and Ruth said at the same time—immediately giving each other an incredulous look of annoyance.  

“What?” 

“The word, it’s sour,” Rosie corrected. “Sour the mood is what you mean.” 

“No, no,” Pappy insisted.  “All I said is that it’s not a good sign for us.  One crew making it merits a blowout bash?” 

“I’m gonna grab a drink—” Abe started. 

“You are not 21,” Ruth hissed, gaze withering onto her brother. 

Rosie gave a grin as Abe frowned.  “For you, Ruthie!” Abe exclaimed, hurrying off. 

“That kid is such a menace,” Ruth murmured, shaking her head as Abe dipped off to the bar.  “Drink for me—yeah, he’ll take a sip out of it.” 

Nash didn’t respond and everyone followed his line of vision.  “Oh don’t bother them—” 

Ruth glanced over—following the line of sight onto Helen and Tatty.  She nearly snorted, amusement spilling onto her features.  “Good luck with that.” 

Before Nash could so much as ask what she meant by that particular comment, Abe returned.  This time, he was accompanied by Major Egan and Major Cleven and Ruth felt as though everything in the universe were aligning to try and take her out today. 

“Ruthie!” Bucky exclaimed in a peppy tone.  “Baby Shark here was just telling me that you’re his sister!” 

“Oh good God,” Ruth pinched the bridge of her nose as Abe looked smug, snugly standing between the two Majors as if he had picked out two sixth graders to protect him from bullies on the playground.  

“Baby Shark?” Abe questioned, glancing over in their direction. 

Bucky just flashed an award-winning smile.  “You know,” he said, gesturing at Ruth with his head.  “Because she’s a shark.” 

“Gentlemen,” Major Cleven cut in, shooting Bucky a warning glance.  The last thing that they needed when they were trying to meet the new pilots was to anger Lieutenant Sharpe and start a ruthless verbal battle. 

Ruth plucked the drink out of Abe’s hand and made her getaway before anyone could stop her.  Her head felt like it was pounding and honestly?  The last thing she needed was to put up with Abe, Robby Rosenthal, and Bucky Egan in one sitting.  That was too much for her sensibilities and she didn’t have the patience for that at the moment.  

Returning to the bar, Ruth found Jack Kidd sipping on a drink and she let out a deep sigh.  “Push me down the stairs of the tower next time we’re up there?” Ruth questioned, gaze locking onto him. 

Kidd, to his credit, choked on the drink, eyes going wide.  “That’s uh—that’s an extreme reaction.” 

“See the shrimpy kid over there in between Cleven and Egan?” 

“Well yeah.  What about him?” 

“That’s my brother.  And the new guy with the worm on his face and far too much hair gel is his favorite neighbor and my rival from school.” 

Kidd blinked at the scene up ahead, shaking his head.  “That’s awful luck, Ruth.” 

“Don’t I know it,” Ruth exhaled, taking a sip of her gin.  “If I have to put up with those two and Egan, I think I might just….court martial everyone on this damn base.” 

“Duly noted,” Kidd retorted.  “You didn’t know your brother was coming?” He added, curiosity brimming in his features. 

“Not really, no.  And I wouldn’t expect him to end up on the same base as me either.  God must have a really good sense of humor when it comes to me,” Ruth said lightly.  “Who knows?  Maybe I’ll rub off on you and you’ll start having this sorta luck too.” 

“Don’t you dare!” Kidd exclaimed.  “I’m tired enough of Egan’s bullshit and the rest of what we’ve got going on to have that sorta luck.” 

“Relax, I won’t start prayin’ for that,” Ruth insisted, a small grin on her features.  “Any way we can get my brother in Rosenthal’s plane?” 

“Why?” 

“Kid brother, I tend to worry.  At least with Rosenthal, he’ll be with someone I’ve known most of my life.” 

Kidd gave a nod.  “Shouldn’t be too much of a problem.  I’ll get him transferred there before tomorrow’s mission.” 

“Thanks, Kidd.” 

Before he could reply to that or ask any further questions, a slightly tipsy Harding had made his appearance, calling out for his boys.  And unfortunately for Tatty and Ruth, they knew that they were included in that same line-up—after all, Harding communicated with the Red Cross as much as he did with the Majors.  

“My boys!  Listen up! I just had a mood-killing conversation with Doc Stover, and he thinks you sissies could be getting flak-happy.” There were groans of disagreement from the men and Harding gave a firm nod.  “I told him war is war, and the longer you go at it, the more it screws a man up.  And it’s been that way since the first caveman son of a bitch picked up a club and went after the other.” 

“Cain and Abel, you mean,” Ruth mumbled, earning herself an elbow from Kidd—though she wasn’t necessarily wrong. 

“Did cavemen go for head-shrinking?” Harding questioned.  “Damn sure not.  What counts is that you soldiers show up ready and able to fight.  What you do between battles…” Harding trailed off and Ruth couldn’t help the fact that her jaw dropped at the insinuation of fraternization being alright. 

“I like your style, sir!” Bucky exclaimed. 

“Oh you’ve gotta be shitting me,” Ruth hissed out. 

“Aerial combat like this hasn’t been around since the cavemen, sir,” Red piped up. 

“Well of course not, Red.  Every war has its novelties,” Harding turned, eyes catching onto the decorations.  He soured, a frown painting onto his features.  “Who the hell decorated for this fiesta?” 

“Well I put together a committee, sir,” Crosby mumbled. 

“The damn plane looks like it’s in a nosedive!” Harding exclaimed.  He mumbled some more before ushering the group closer together.  “You know how we could end this whole thing tonight? We fill up one of our first with as many 500 pounders as she can hold and we bomb the hell out of Hitler’s hidey hole.  I’m sure that Red and Bubbles could locate that mustached little fu—” 

“That’s against the rules of conduct,” Ruth’s voice cut cleanly through the crowd, effectively silencing Harding and sending chills down the spines of several of the men.  “And quite frankly stupid.  After all, we’re aiming to kill the soldiers, not the innocent kids and families of Germany.”

Harding blinked as Ruth approached him, almost having to take a step back to process the fact that she was in front of him.  “War is war, sweetheart.” 

“Oh shit,” Kidd breathed out. 

Before Ruth could so much as verbally end this entire thing with Harding, Bucky had taken it upon himself to speak up.  “Well now who’s flak-happy?” Bucky piped up. 

Both Ruth and Harding’s glares set on Bucky at the same time.  “Who?” Harding questioned. 

“I believe you’ve had enough to drink for the night, sir.  There’s a mission early in the morning and I doubt you want the men flying into combat without your instructions,” Ruth said in a steel tone. 

“But—” 

“Red, please escort him back to his cabin.  Egan—” Ruth turned, gaze falling on him.  “A word?” 

Bucky let out a slight grumble, following Ruth a short distance away from the crowd of men who were now talking.  “What?” He questioned. 

“Cleven talked to me earlier.  And now I’m seeing what he means.  I’ll ensure you get a weekend pass for tomorrow.  I can handle Harding for the weekend.  You need a break.” 

The foul stench of alcohol stung the air in front of her as Bucky let out a snarled breath of annoyance.  “I don’t need jack-shit from you.  What do you know—” 

Ruth’s hand sharply cut through the air, slapping against his face.  Everyone had heard it and wisely chose to avoid eye contact with the fuming Major at the moment.  “That was me holding back and being polite—your men need you at your best.  This?  This is not your best.  Take a break, re-center, relax….whatever the hell you need to do to get your head back in the game.  Then you come back and you lead your men through it.  Understood?” Ruth demanded, crossing her arms.  

“I don’t suppose it’s up for negotiation?” 

“Not a chance, flyboy.  Now get going.” 

“Okay…..Mama Shark.” 

She made a slight movement and he dashed away.  Ruth just pinched the bridge of her nose.  She had a sinking feeling that tomorrow was going to be an utter shitshow. 

But there was nothing to be done about that now. 

[spookfished]

media roundup sep 2024

hello! havent done these in a while. im currently "extremely unemployed" lol well see if i go back and do any of the previous months i skipped ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ i think its nice to force myself to summarize my thoughts like this

BOOKS: the tyrant baru cormorant by seth dickinson: most recent book in the masquerade series, which is a thriller (?) about the mechanics of empire. dude this book was so great. no notes. there were some incredibly gratifying payoffs in here and some craaazy twists. idk i wish i had something more to say i just thought it was really really good im glad that baru gets to have some good things as well as bad. of course, seth dickinson has amazing prose and the ending was so like, uplifting? and inspiring? i was very surprised lol

when the angels left the old country by sacha lamb: queer jewish immigrant YA, apparently for fans of good omens. an angel and a demon from a small, small town go to america to track down one of the town's mising daughters. despite neither being a gomens fan (although i did read it) nor jewish, i really enjoyed this! it has a dreamy, fairytale, eva ibbotson-like tone to it that made it a pleasure to read, despite the somewhat foreboding topic (let's all have a fun time on ellis island while visibly jewish!) the stories of the humans and the non-humans feel equally important, but i really especially enjoyed the way the angel changed over time as a response to the world it saw. its just a really nice book :3

long live evil by sarah rees brennan: villainess isekai, but western tradpub. a woman dying from cancer at a young age is given the chance to live again--as a two-bit floozy villainess the day before her execution?! how will rae find a way out? and how well, really, does she remember the time of iron? sarah rees brennan is sort of a comfort author to me; in other lands meant a Lot to me as a mentally ill teenager. all the same, i almost dropped this book during the first couple of chapters. in my opinion, this book has a REALLY rough start that evened out into a ride that i enjoyed quite a bit despite many other factors. while some parts of the part are clearly deeply personal (this is the author's first book published after recovering from late stage cancer), it also has a tendency to hammer in its points over and over again and undercuts too many serious moments with quippy dialogue in a way that deflates tension rather than increasing it. also, one b-couple takes clear inspiration from one of her previous works (but this time more #toxic --they kill each other in time of iron) and as a result unfortunately outshines the main couple at times, who also have to share screentime with a huge cast that often feels improperly balanced. but also, i thought the main couple was pretty cute, actually! the ending twist, while not unpredictable (and also very, uh, danmei?) was also very enjoyable and nice to let creep up on you. i feel like i'm being more strict with it than i am with a lot of villainess isekai i read though, haha… i agree with ineedacatchyname's review of it (and a lot of these thoughts just echo theirs. woops!)--a lot of this could be fixed with a bit more editing, but ultimately i spent the second half unable to put it down and i'm still going to read the sequel.

against football by steve almond: fairly short nonfiction. one diehard football fan's searing condemnation of the state of american football today (and what we could do to make it better). this was recommended to me by megafaunatic, and i really enjoyed it :3 i come from a pretty "ugh, sportsball" type of family, and so it was really interesting to see why people love watching football (especially a team as "wretched" as the former oakland raiders) as well as playing it--but also how the continuation of football in its current state is pretty much inexcusable (one bright side is that division i graduation rates have actually gone up quite a bit since this book was published in 2016!) id easily recommend to both football fans and non-fans.

GAMES: pikmin bloom: pikmin bloom is a game about walking around, growing pikmin, and planting virtual flowers. i didnt play this game for a while bc i was like "well, its pokemon go but with pikmin -_-" and like. it is. but niantic has also taken the opportunity to overhaul a lot of its base game mechanics with a focus on actually getting you to GO OUTSIDE and WALK AROUND, which i think is to its benefit! like, yeah it actually did get me to go on some walks when i wouldnt have otherwise. the microtransactions kinda suck but as long as youre willing to kill your darlings (pikmin) its fine i think. < guy with a very high deathcount in pikmin 3 and 4

return of the obra dinn: stylized mystery game about unpacking what happened in a scaaary voyage by seeing the moment surrounding the crewmembers' deaths. dude. this game is so fucking good. it was like everyones goty in 2018 and as soon as i finished it i was like "i wish i could get hit in the head so i could play it again." imo, its a really good game to play as a group (with one person driving) bc so much of the gameplay takes place outside of the game--deducing, speculating, etc and it's really fun to do that as a conversation with someone else! the game does a good job of disincentivizing random guessing--when i played this game with my family, we did guess on a couple but it was almost always a 50-50 "choice A or choice B". and the game can (apparently) be completed without any chance guesswork whatsoever! can be a little gory at times, but its all in this sort of dithery monochrome style so you don't really think about it until you're walking to the bathroom in the halflit moonlight and youre kinda like hey this kinda looks like return of the obra dinn haha. wait. anyways play this game!!

unpacking: cute little game about unpacking/moving in during the various phases of one person's life. probably a masterclass in "environmental storytelling" that invites you into making your own stories for our unseen protagonist while also providing these understated beautiful little moments of understanding. also, it was really theraputic getting everything perfectly placed in order when i currently live in a very messy house ;-_-

umineko chapter 2: ahhh year of umineko 2024 continues. im definitely not finishing the whole game this year (lol) but i might end up finishing the question arcs at least..? anyways ive been lbing this the whole time (#year of the seacat 2024 for blacklist) but man this was pretty harsh compared to the first episode. it even makes battler break down..! i was secretly wondering how it was going to try and turn around my opinion on rosa, but, well, i still really dont like her. has bright points in more beatrice!!! the introduction of the meta, some ???really horny??? parts and the [You are incompetent] scene. also, everyone seems to really hate george for some reason but i feel like i still dont get it.

SHOWS:

the decameron: drama about fucking and dying in black plague-era italy, and a villa meant to be a getaway from it all. in high school i wanted to read the decameron because it was mentioned in theatre of coolty--just so you know, this is nothing like it. its just really fun! and full of light intrigue and twists and reveals and tragedy. a lot of the plague-based humor hit in some pretty uncomfortable places, which the showrunners were definitely going for. neifile and panfilo hands down had my favorite relationship.

witch from mercury: revolutionary girl gundam?? this is how everyone pitched it to me, which honestly put me off a little bit. wfm is clearly aware and respectful of its predecessors but also takes the first episode to go "nah were going to do something a little different though." like, its kind of like instead of tackling rape culture it decided to tackle the military industrial complex instead ? ? i guess?? it seems like a good entry point into gundam for many (including me!) i enjoyed the first season very fun and currently watching the second. looking forward to seeing how sick and twisted things can get

in terms of music ive been listening to a lot of zerobaseone.. every time were in the car together neil is like lets listen to yurayura and im like yessss. yurayuraa oh ive also been listening to counter//weight while driving but im not going to include it bc its been slow going lol. all my thoughts about it so far is like "this is the thing neil really likes"

anyways if you got to the end or skimmed or whatever, thanks for reading! hope u have a good one.

[blooming-violets]

Sorry this is gonna be a bit of a rant since it’s something I’ve had strong feelings about since joining the AG/TASM fanfic part of the internet, and you’ve provided me a great opportunity to talk about it.

As a trans person, I am BEGGING fanfic writers to stop writing Marauders stuff. I’ve seen so many people defend it with “separate art from the artist” but like it or not they are still supporting JKR. Separating art from the artist only really works when the artist can’t profit from it. She has done SO MUCH harm to trans people and particularly trans youth in the UK and it’s so fucking disheartening and gives me such an ick when I see TASM writers also write for Marauders because it truly comes across as “I love and support the trans community except when it comes to this because I like it.”.

Even if you ignore the transphobia and holocaust denial (YES IM SERIOUS, she’s denied parts of the holocaust at LEAST twice and she literally did it a second time the other day), the original writing is so fucking problematic. Things just off the top of my head being;

The goblins being stereotypes of Jewish people

The fucking racism with characters like Cho Chang and Kingsley Shacklebolt

The last Fantastic Beasts movie’s plot literally being trying to make WW2 and the holocaust happen

This point needs to be taken with a grain of salt since this was some bullshit Joanne said after the books came out, but werewolves in the universe being meant to represent people with aids. Which is so fucking awful considering one of the two werewolves was attacked by the other as a CHILD

The most ironic part of this is that if Andrew is truly the person he presents himself as, he would probably fucking despise being associated with HP, even if it is just a fancast. But yeah all this to say fuck JKR, fuck Marauders fans but also thank you so much Katie for that last anon answer because I genuinely don’t see that enough in this corner of the internet.

Even Daniel Radcliffe, Harry Potter himself, has spoken out against her and continues to loudly support the LGBTQ+ communities. When your own beloved Harry doesn't even want to stand by your side, you should know you fucked up. Sadly, she does not, and instead leans harder into her bigotry and hatred.

I've always been someone who is very loud and opinionated when I see things that I disagree with, which I know can rub some people the wrong way, but fuck it. I don't like to whisper about my issues on the sidelines, I like to confront the problem head on by being very clear about where I stand and how I feel. I'm not gonna sit around and let someone align me with JKR just because I'm writing a stupid werewolf and Peter Parker fic that exactly 5 people are reading lol. It's not even a popular fic like get out of my asks jfc. Esp when I can tell this person has not read a single sentence of my story and is completely basing their judgements on my header image of AG's face next to a wolf gif.

In this past week I have seen both a Steven Harrington werewolf au and a Daredevil werewolf au cross my dash. Do we think they're getting called out for supporting HP?? No. Because their actors weren't "fan casted" as something years ago. Fan casts don't even mean anything! There was never a movie about them. AG was never casted or played this role. It's literally nothing but a bunch of fans agreeing that they like his look for a fictional character.

Anyway, I'm also ranting back at you haha. You can rant to me anytime. I love a good rant and I agree with you 100%.

Werewolves were not created by JKR. Andrew Garfield has nothing to do with Harry Potter. Don't make make snap judgments about a person's character based on a picture you saw. Support your trans community. Don't be dick.

And, if they actually read my werewolf au, they would see that it's literally about learning to overcome your own hatred and biases of people different from you and learning to love those you were taught to hate. Crazy concept, I know! 🙄😉

[boxwinebaddie]

NINAAAAAAAAAAAA? DO YOU HAVE ANY MORE KYLEYB CONTENT? I LOVE HIM

nOOOOOOOOOOOONICA!

-- and do i EVA, dollface!

( edit: the spelling across the board is non-existent. so sorry. you are morally obligated to be nice to me; i have a tumor. also, my apologies for yesterdays post -- it is gone now *shudders at memory* --

i was very manic and upset and the jerseykyle in me that gets angry, really, really is convinced she can kill god...i do think that's still true, but it was very chaotic and embarassing to be like that on the dash.

but if you are worried about the tumor i am trying to have a ( bad ) sense of humor about, again, it’s benign, noncancerous, very, very small, to the point where it requires no surgery or radiation treatment at this time ( i do have a radiology appointment for another brain scan on the 26th so please keep me in ur thots if you can ) and i just have to cope with a lot of gnarly side effects.

i love you and hope you heal. <333 -the u.n.

so...i wrote this weird ~'thing'~ ( i'm not sure what else to call it ) because i was having a very loose and silly-goosed ( but as always, wonderfully and graciously soul-warming ) converslaytion in the dms

with dearest, darlingest teria ( whose work you should not only read and whose art is not only more immaculate than the piss-and-moan-a-lisa, but whose advice, council and conversation i enthusiastically urge you to enlist because she is truly, a little bit of heaven on earth )

and, i don't know, i was doing the silly kyley b voice for shits and giggles in my texts and...it never...left my brain ( is THAT what gave me the brain worms? ) and i had to write my weird ~'thing'~, which is my boy, THE BUOY, kyley bi-atch! talkin’ to the new kid and givin’ them some street-wise, beat-the-shit-out-of-you-poetic advice.

( if you want it...it's down at the VERY BOTTOM -- everyone say hoooola cuervostan ;) xxx -- of this post...i got weirdly passionate talking about kyley b and jersey in general, so you can read all of that if you WANT...but i'll leave the screenshots after everything, so you can scroll down easily and reach it; also...gender neutral, i promise, just girl-scout-squirrely-whirly nicknames, haha. )

cue a future me leaving this here where i left off:

*unfreezes tv screen and a feral past nina springs to life*

also, i am...so sorry in advance for this, bc, okay, look...

-- does he sound like ball bustin', good fa' nothing pauly d, soprano mobstaH? yeah...yeah he sure does, aND WHATTABOUTIT, BETCH?! ( i'm just kidding, you guys; mwah ) but like...is that not The Vibe?

like? he is not supposed to give your rough and tumble ol buddy nino down at the jewish-italian pizzeria who looks like he would rather fkn blow his brains out that take 'ya ordah' ( but loves his ma and his kid brother, and the counter guy got fkn shived, so there he is baby baby;

-- the worst man on planet earth...

…and The LUVH Of My Loife! )

...who repeatedly calls you 'toots', but he's not really hitting on you, he's just trying to size you up ( also, i love you pre-(ed)isordah jersey, the BIGGEST and the baddiest, baby! ah-baddabingbaddaBOOM! )

and he...( quite literally ) wants you to stay the fuck away from him and get the hell out of his shitty city, and, he is THE KYLEY B, BAY-BEE! he's the curliest, cuntiest, coppa'-ist ( do naaaught, howeva, group him in with the bootlickers, or he'll make you lick his...just so HE can call /YOU/ one...like...he is my BF, do you understA-- )

hooOOoo

( i am sorry; he is...my favorite mwob-buoy-bawhss xx )

but...on the inside, underneath it all, really is...just...a fine and truly beautiful specimen, the meaner he is to you, the more you like him...and...you accidentally fall in love with him ( oooY geVAULT! )

that is...in fact, what sweet, sweet stanley marsh did ( he is a genius and a visionary and I RESPECT THE FUCK OUT OF THAT SCARY BOY CRAZY CRUNCHY KALE SALAD KIIIIIIING; like, he really played The Long Game...AND WON!!! HE FUCKING WON, BABEY!!!! like

i have this pre-rm, childhood headcannon, that ( because he was trying not to say stan's name or acknowledge him -- very interesting to me because that is the Same strategy stan employed when he publicly gave kyle the jersey nickname, bc he knew he could not remain detached/unemotional if he said kyle's name --

that babyjk when he lived in south park regularly just called stan 'bambi' or 'sug' or 'masug'; short for 'masugganah' or crazy in yiddish

because rm!santanastan...

( which is what sharon called him, for the band and just to respect his chosen name, in spanish, without alerting randy's suspicions...i will start crying, i should talk abt the south park era of the rm fbs more )

was just this insane boy with gigantic fucking goldfish, cartoon dear eyes who would approach him when no one else would even DARE, was freshly obsessed with him and thought he was the bees knees.

so, because the reader, reminds him a lot of stan...he starts using those little nicknames and i wanted you to know the rm!origin. yes, he does still call stan 'bamb' and 'sug' ( which is cute, because as a nice pet name he likens it to 'sugar' sometimes, aw ) to this day

and i think, almost did it or actually one time with raven of crimson dawn and stan's gigantic fucking sugar glider eyeballs lit up and kyle was HORRIFIED because oh my god, that was a Stanley Marsh ONLY nickname and i used it on this fucking CELEBRITY MAN...like y'know actually bestie, you are a fucking genius…

— that's Your celebrity man.

BUT BACK TO BACK TO KYLEY B, BAAAAAAAAABEY!

who is the red-(H)ead-BIC of NUEW JOISEY, kid!

like my best description is that he's this fast-twalkin, street rat, night life, mortal ( but not really; he basically thinks he's god ) kombative, fucking feral, ruthless palooka-pummeling, curbstomping, pavement leveling, street-fighting piesa' literal gutta trash, or sort of like if luffy from one piece was a mad swole ( emphasis mad, he's pissed and humungous, holy shit ) scary freckled ginger new jersey pirate king

who ( bc i love a visual ) is typically out there, rocking:

a way too tight ( to the point of it almost being threadbare and rolling paper thin; he looks good tho; he's my lil diamond in da ruff ) worn out, extremely stretched out, skin-tight, faded/distressed

( that's fraying and unspooling in several along the mom-mended and barely held-together seams --sounds like a metaphor for something -- with the distracting curly font almost nearly peeled and cracked off ), probably heavily stained ( with blood...and whatever meager, worm-infested brain matta splattered on his shirt when he was bashing some bigshot's stupid head in with a tire iron -- rip; sorry ma -- sunbleached from scorching nj summers that it's almost...brown ) black affliction tank top

some huge, torn-up, baggy, aggresively rhinestone-studded, heavily sequined ( k.b, it's already so hard to see and street hardened, police siren, rough around the edges radiance is already blinding me, please have mercy [ never not once ] ) mike 'the situation' influenced, super quintessentially 2012 jersey shore adjacent ( in that they're very loud, vibrant, in your face, tacky and obnoxious ) faux americana, tattoo parlor-popularized, badly screenprinted, ed hardy jeans ( eyeconick! )

the M-o-s-t ( sigh ) hideous ( and i do mean fucking hideous, sheila broflovski is fashion blind; but she is so beautiful and kind, she is forgiven in every way ) men's size thirteen ( jersey has frighteningly large, monster-sized clown feet ) highlighter green-orange-purple basketball shoes you've ever seen

-- purchased, with love, from the sale rack of ross for dress for less ( where they were collecting dust; no one wanted those things ) and her widely amassment of store credit from...numerous previous returns ) by none other than, my favorite beehive-styling, cherry-red, new jersey hauswife, legendary broflovski matriarch ( she rlly runs that whole fkn house like the navy; choke gerald )

Miss Sheila Broflovski...

the only person who is not scared of the notorious k.m.b. kyley b and routinely, while they're out in public, ft. a baby-faced, mean-mugging kyley b jersey acting all big and bad, will pull him down by the tag of his tank top, go 'you've got some schmutz on your face, bubbula!'

hold down this gigantic, vicious, snarling, menacing, thick as brick, hard as titanium, six foot tall, juvenile detention center frequenting, frightening concrete wall of an eighteen year old boy who looks like he could gut you with his stare alone, like he's a cute, cuddly teddy bear, hawk the loudest, wettest, gnarliest lougie into a schmatta she fished out of her purse and proceed to volently scrub a tiny spot of 'sahwasce' her son's face while he squirms like a feral cat; i love her. )

and the crowning jewels ( or jewels really; not sure if they're real, but they're big and shiny, which is what matters ) duel-ery, which i call that because…

he literally weaves his way through the back-door inner-city system of crime in new jersey through info he mercilessly squeezed out of a coupla peabrained Gabbagoons, uses what little information he could decipher out of those fkn weasel's pathetic wheezes to deadpool square to wherever their bosses lair is…

makes them regret they were even born, beats them with in AN INCH of their sorry life, leaves them lying in a pool of their own gross blood, stamps a big, blingy 'B' on their forehead and browses the shattered, blood-soaked display case and five-finger discounts ( but really, if you just won a major battle or boss fight; clearly, you deserve kind of reward or compensation, right, guys? and by his logic...you're not rlly stealing what quite morally wrong, but rightfully...belongs to you )

...whatever the largest and most impressive ( or not, tbh, sometimes he's like 'ugh, really...a toe ring? that's your big come up?' ) piece of jewelry they're wearing is, sterlizes it, and flexes it it on his body and on the streets as a silent, but deadly warning to all other 'so-called' king pens and 'unstoppable' underground crime lords that

'oh, that guy YOU were scared of? i beat the piss outta him, he cried like a fucking baby, he bled like a stuck pig and is lying in the fucking sewer like a half-dead rat. and if you fuck with me; you'll be next ) and scare legit 60 y/o robert deniro level frightening men, who have been running the game since the crimson dawn of time…

-- Into SUBMISSION.

...at like...seventeen or eighteen years old.

LIKE HE IS A FUCKING LEGEND IN NEW JERSEY. they still whisper about him TO THIS DAY and have to look over their shoulders before they do...like he was that fucking Terrifying when he was out there.

and i need you to know that he is H-U-G-E. like the incredible hulk HUGE. he's not like, this scrawny, gangly, sniveling little ginger vanilla wafer cookie rolling up on you...he is like, this six foot two, gigantic size thirteen shoe wearing, slim-jim-ripping, gum and fist snacking,

NFL FOOTBALL FIELD PLAYER WIDE, like not just some measly, tiny-itsy bitsy football player -- oh, no; you wish -- he is STACKED AND JACKED, he is ten times wider than the widest receiver...he is the WHOLE DAMN FOOTBALL FIELD BITCH, fkn might-o-chrondia ( because he is the new jersey powerhouse of the concrete and hard titanium juvenille deliquient cell, which shakes when he walks, bro. )

tldr; KYLEY B IS FRECKLY, JEWISH, GINGER, NEW JERYSIAN 'THE THING' FROM THE FANTASTIC FOUR, COULD VERY EASILY BODY YOU, OR VIOLENTLY DISMEMBER AND KILL YOU AND MAKE THAT SHIT LOOK LIKE L-I-G-H-T WORK. AND I MEAN THAT.

but...he actually, believe it or not, does NOT...Kill People?

which, i honestly want to say, is stanley marsh's gentle 'post-mortem' pacifist influence still lingering around him like the sweetest ghost.

because, honestly, i think a lot of those people deserve to fucking die, not just for being extremely fucking cruel to jerseykyle for literally just existing, for how he looks of all things, his fucking APPERANCE!

( it's the teacher in me, but child and adolescent bullying, particularly in school settings, really makes me viciously angry and very, Very fucking sad because it causes soooo much psychological damage to the victim, who most likely did nothing to warrant such incessant and merciless taunting -- that was probably perpetrated because he was whip-smart, and therefore a fucking nerd, significantly larger than other boys, wore glasses, has a 'funny', loud, cartoonish voice...

( which is simply...a dialect and manner of speaking that he literally developed from growing up in new jersey and from his mother teaching him how to talk -- that shouldn't at all diminish the weigh his words carry or the meaning behind them; which, minus...a little...or a lot, of potty-mouthed sailor swearing -- which, again, only fucking happened because he was so viciously bullied, he had to adopt a harsh, slangy, malicious vernacular -- is often extremely profound, academic and reflects a very introspective perspective )

and because he's immunocompromised, had to report to the nurse's office frequently throughout the day to prick his finger and check his blood pressure for his diabetes and is often, very, very sick -- which i guess makes other kids view him as weak, but most damningly was that...he didn't fit into the mold ( or, uh, most traditional size ranges, sheila only bought him clothes from the 'big and tall' men's section of most department stores because he was so Large in stature,

like he could not squeeze into child-sized...anything; meanwhile ravenstan has itsy, bitsy baby feet and could probably slide his non-existent ass -- you are so sexy king, i love you, you needed a flaw -- into a pair of the largest sized black pair of skinny jeans they got on the racks of the junior girls section of target...like, he could and he would look damn Good too! like go AWHFF king!

HES SOOO BAD! i need to focus, but before i do~

btw; rs definitely sent jk a picture to laff. he was like damn, i am sorry it won't load; will you send five more from different angles? HELP )

but, anyways, my lifetime horny writer girl max security prison sentence aside ( and pending ), he just wasn't traditionally thin or tiny or conventionally attractive or healthy like most other boys or children and general were..so the other kids, probably ring-leaded by the most convention of the bunch, othered him, dedicated making every single day of his life miserable and made his life a living hell...

...just to have a little 'fun' at recess and laugh.

FUCK. THAT.

because, i don't know, bullying like that, creates what are usually painful lifelong feelings of self-inferiority, very difficult to remedialize through therapy and selfcare, social emotional issues with expressing yourself/emotions in healthy positive ways, militant self-isolation

and ALL of that happened to jerseykyle...and on top of just never hearing 'i love you' from his father, that hate he received from the outside world, forced him the keep everything inside and it's why he couldn't tell ravenstan he loved him, because basketball is just a game,

...but it never FUCKING ended and he could only alternate between being defensive or offensive, there was never a bell that sounded to tell him he could stop playing and that it was over, and return to 'normal', that was his normal, because, from all his overwhelming negative experiences with vulnerability, if he stopped treading water, every shark on planet earth would smell his blood in the water...

and spill it everywhere. :(

NINA, DID YOU HAVE A POINT? AND WERE YOU EVER GONNA GET THERE? i...think so? i think the point is that, these are bad people that kyley kg fucking b was putting the hurt on...and the point is that, because, like i said, he considers himself a 'debt collector' and appears villainous bc of his vicious disposition,

is really more like...

a misunderstood antihero than anything?

he's kind of like a red robin hoodie, if you will, because he goes after rapists, child molesters, guys who hurt women/animals/the weak, power-hungry bastards in suits who use that power for evil and take it out on those who are stricken with poverty, like, he is a violent criminal...but he takes out even More violent criminals.

hot boy shit!

and yeah, he does do it sort of vaingloriously sometimes, for street cred, to wear people's status symbols on his hand and placate that hurt place in himself by being scary and ferocious and making motherfuckers pay for what they did for him and how they treated him...and with all that blood in his eyes, he gets blind to the ethical portion of what he's doing...but, subconsciously...

he's doing it...

— For GOOD.

and killing people, the notion of it, not only made stanley marsh, punk rock pacifist prince, violently, violently sick, but it's also, one, too messy, a lot on his hands ( already quite heavy with his heisted and thieved jewels and video game loot ) but...i don't know? he really loves his mom, you know? batshit insane as that woman is, he loves her to death...and does spare bad-guys because of it. because everyone has a mom and not everyone's mom is kind and lovely like his, but they could...and he's sending their kid back home to them...

...in a [ BOX ].

it just...it didn't sit right with him ( he acts unbothered by the idea of murdering people...but, unless he had to, like if it was going to kill someone else and the only way to fix it would be to kill the thing about to kill them, he could do it, and again...he could do it easily. )

he also acts simultaneously above the 'laur' and studies it in school, but ultimately...what happens to this fuck-ups after he fucks them up...is not up to him. whether they live or die, that is. he gave them what was coming to them...and the rest is up to someone else.

and i won't get into it too much ( A LIE; but i have like 74937403 other blurbs about this in my drafts, i should not ferally release all that insanity in here ) but it's interesting...because rm!jersey, loses a lot of that subconscious 'good' in the process of being 'bad'.

because, after his drastic kyley b transformation into ivy league jersey, he, for the first time, is being noticed in a 'positive' way by people on the outside and he's getting 'positive' attention from them, and he feels...for once, powerful — even though, really, he's essentially rendered powerless and is chained to the approval of these people and destroys himself every moment of everyday...to be in a pretty, and small, and palatable package for them...

( yes, i want k*ll myself. )

but he BECOMES the very EVIL that he was hellbent on destroying and starts doing EXACTLY what those people did to him. and because he is so unhappy and morose and hurt and devastated, he finds outsiders, weak people, but mostly, just looks...happy? :((((

…unbothered, merely existing...and decides

to psychologically debase and torture every drop of happiness from that individual, to make his self esteem better and make him feel like, good, i am so much better than that miserable worm, squirming away, squinting at the light it once basked in...

now it can be as insufferable and small...

— As I Am. </3

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. BROTHERS, THIS SHIT MAKES ME SO SAD. I AM SOOOOO UPSET LOL.

NOOOOOO--

and they're both brutal, kyley b and jerseykyle ( who, really, do need that distinction because they are...VERY different ) jersey, one, is far worse than kyley b, i don't CARE if he could twist your intestined into rope and hang you with them...the things that jerseykyle can say, as the most beautiful man EVER, Using That Voice,

looking at you with the most disgust and contempt and unworthiness you've ever felt and completely debase you in a couple crisp, dififnued, academic words...and not touch you a single time, bc you're pathetic and beneath him...you can heal a broken bone in a couple weeks...but your mind? your heart? your self esteem?

your once…wealthy, healthy feelings of self worth?

when jerseykyle reduces you into ash with his eyes, when your body was a temple and he burns it down, like somehow, it will make his stronger where he feels weak and helpless or like it will some how vindicate stanley marsh...it is very, very, very difficult to make that rubble into a city again. like...that man will RUIN YOU LIFE.

( pleaaaAasee kiss me!!! pICK ME CHOOSE MESHSJ )

but jersey is scary in a very...bone-chilling, below-freezing, self-pleasing, self-destructive ( but in a more subtle, seemingly artistic, less 'unhand me, you big brute, ya no-good palooka' kind of way...

and, instead, it's this twisted, muted, shadowy…

...oh wow, you...really are the devil in a fresh pressed suit, college student siren who leads boys to their untimely demise, and drains them of their lifeforce in his bedroom they way he would a dry glass of wine or a cheap bodega cigarettes like in a tasteful, snake charmer kind of way...a dark academic, sleek, chic, fuck-and-succubus way )

like jerseykyle is a very pretentious, jane austenatcious, bond villian type of self-destructive...that revolves around mentally preying on the weak/innocent...because he hates himself and wants literally everyone to hate themselves more than him...so he can like himself.

and when he guts you its, in a mentally incapacitant, poisonous, cruel and insidious way, in a...classically trained, philosophical, fashionable, was...in the way a thorn on the most beautiful rose you've ever seen would gut you...or a delicate antique letter opener...might slash your palm open, gash you and bleed you dry...

whereas kyley b was a faaaar less tasteful or restrained ( in that sense but jersey is still unhinged ) destroyer of worlds...he was very hands on, ( jerseykyle will not touch you unless he has to, he'll only punch you if you will not shut the fuck up and touch you as little and impersonally as possible to sleep with you…which is ironic, i know )

kyley b is a very fast and loose, wild animal, loose canon, carnivorous 'i'll slice ya and dice ya and put ya on ice ya' and beat you until you are bloody and unrecognizable...but on the inside...

he's just this...Frightened Little Animal. :(

who hurts you because he is scared you will reach for him, and when you put food in your palm, bites it because he's scared it's a trick.

aaaaaaaaaaaaah....idk he is my special little man.

okay, shutting the fuck up now HERE IS YOUR SNIPPET:

( edit: LAMBORGHINI MERCY, ITS LONG; LO SIENTO! )

GOOD LUCK, BAMBI. </3 ;-;

( just a...branch in my eye. ) i also was worried about the nicknames being a little too...'fem...inine-ish?' which, i glawhSSED on earlier, but wrote this little extra dialogue as an example using all the little satana stan nicknames ( aw ) because i am gonna be honest, it's gender neutral and not personal, he'd tell you, straight up -- my man always keeps it one-hunna and 100% kosh, ketzele; --

something like:

'ya can throw daisy chains ova a pile of cowshit aaaaaalll you want, masug; but no matta how ya dress it up, when alls said and done; and all those pretty flowers keel ova' and die...all your fine exteria design... fuck: what's cityslicka for 'useless, fancy schmanchy holy crappola' uhhh...your...dainty lil'tle 'floral achootrama' or whateva';

gesundheit.

...means fuck awhll in new jersey, 'cause the freakin' se-wer systems! ( manure, really ) like all the people, are all totally wasted, loaded and gunked-up with broken needles, instant spray tan and crushed up cred cans; wow, golly gee whiz, dory. so...you mean to tell me...my whole life...is all a buncha crud, huh?

o-oh, no, shit i might cr--

HA! gotcha, sensodyne! cause one man's trash...is another man's treasure...and you better get comfy and rest your goddamn laurels on a street corner where a prostitute isn't going to give you freakin' hepatisis mauling ya for struting your stuff on her turf...

cause this, outta townie...

— is your new home sweet home. ;)

...wonderful little joint, ain't it? you should see when it's all lit up with gang violence...that'll really jumpstart your heart, sug. it's, uh, kinda like fireworks...if they were fucking HORRIBLE and KILLED YA.

so...and i'll talk real slow, because i'm not sure i speak malibu freakin' barbie: h-e-r-e....in...hoebroken, ( that's where we are...in case you forgot, bamb; don't look so scared, honey; the junkies will only give ya little nibble; not too many teeth there otherwise. or, uh, oxygen flowin' to the ole cranium, they're basically harmless! uh...not him. staaaaaaaaaay, the hell away away from him, sug. aY, YOUSE! SNAP CRACKLE POP! KEEP YOUR FKN DISTANCE OR I'LL CAP YA BI--

basically; v.i.p., between you...and me, there's crap...on crap...on --wait! could it be--oh no, just more CRAP lined from the rock bottom of nj all the way up to the ny-sea to shining sea skyline ( might be our fault, but the fuckin' big city biddies and hoity-freakin-toitys out there can hoof it a little; by that, i mean horse shit; fuck 'em. uh, no offense, bam. ) i shot that one outta the park a little,

ball-point is:

it's backed allllll the way...TA HELL. which, might even be kinda, uh, nice...well, compared to this fuckin' trash compacta. so take a good, long, whiff sweetheart; ‘cause here? everybody's shit stinks...

— even yours, princess.

which—OOH.

es-Specially, yours.

ever heard of a shower? you r-e-e-k."

hEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP THATS MY BOOOOOOOOOOOYFRIEND! look at him!!!! I MISS HIM EVERYDAY; KYLEY 'IF YOU AIN'T MAKIN' MONEY, TAKE! YA! BROKE! ASS! OUTTA! HOE(BOKEN)! BEFORE I BREAK IT SOMEMORE, BREAK IT SOMEMORE...(B)-I T C H!"

like and suuuuuuUUubSCRRIIIBE~

-uncle nina, the gay kyley lGBea(t)in'theshitouttayaBETCH agenda

[tiffanylamps]

Heyyyy do u have any wlw/GL film recs it can be dramas movies anything at this point im so desperate 😭

Hello!!!! Thanks for the ask! I love the topic haha. I'm going to give you 8 recs, I hope you like them! (synopses taken from imdb) The Handmaiden / 아가씨 (2016) A woman is hired as a handmaiden to a Japanese heiress, but secretly she is involved in a plot to defraud her

I don't think I've watched this movie since it came out, so my memory is a little fuzzy. I remember thinking it was brilliant and entertaining; I found the plot and characters to be compelling and I was really rooting for Lady Hideko to get a happy ending. The cinematography is so delicious, as is the romantic tension between the lead female characters. However, I did find the sex scenes to be a little... not to my taste but my opinion might have changed in the last few years

Colette (2018) Colette is pushed by her husband to write novels under his name. Upon their success, she fights to make her talents known, challenging gender norms

A Historical biopic about the life of Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette. It's another movie I haven't seen since it came out but I also enjoyed it. Although married to a man (who is also a dickhead), Colette has relationships with women, most notably, Missy, who is male presenting. (I don't remember if Missy's gender is ever defined in the movie, so I'm not sure if "women" is the correct term to use when describing them. I might be misgendering them as the real-life Missy, Mathilde de Morny, did go by Max/Uncle Max in their later years.)

The Favourite (2018) In early 18th-century England, the status quo at the court is upset when a new servant arrives and endears herself to a frail Queen Anne

Here we have another biopic, this time it's about the relationship between Queen Anne, Sarah Churchill, and Abigail Masham. I adore this movie! It's soooo fantastic to see queer women be so ruthless, cunning, terrible and desperate. Gosh, I love how love and ambition are depicted throughout. It's fantastic! All three female leads are excellent.

Atomic Blonde (2017) An undercover MI6 agent is sent to Berlin during the Cold War to investigate the murder of a fellow agent and recover a missing list of double agents

Charlize Theron plays a bisexual baddie in a spy action movie where she is hunted down by James McAvoy?? Yes please and thank you!

Shiva Baby (2020) At a Jewish funeral service with her parents, a college student runs into her sugar daddy and ex-girlfriend

This is one of my favourite movies. It is a horror dressed up as a comedy. THE INTENSITY is sooo unreal that it inspired me to write an original story! I love everything about it! Plus, YES to bisexual and sex-work representation!

Bend it like Beckham (2002) Two ambitious girls, despite their parents' wishes, have their hearts set on careers in professional soccer

Yes, the main character ends up with the male love interest. But this movie is still soooo queer! Jess and Jules are gay for one another, I don't make the rules! Kiera Knightley wanted them to be together and so did everyone else. If they ever made a sequel (which they should), it could be about them reuniting and getting together. I watched this movie soooooo many times growing up.... lol Calamity Jane (1953) The story of Calamity Jane, her saloon, and her romance with Wild Bill Hickok

Another biopic but this time, it's a musical haha. Okay, yes, Jane ends up with a man and yes, the real Calamity Jane was married twice in her life to men. But when I watched this as a child, it awaken something in me. The movie is so queer-coded, I could see it even as a little child who didn't know what queer was yet. I haven't seen it in over a decade, maybe more, but it left a huge impression on me. Plus, The Windy City and A Woman's Touch are absolutely certified jams. (side note: when I watched A Woman's Touch for the first time, I remember thinking that I wouldn't mind living in a cabin with my best "gal friend" 😂) Now for a TV show I watched growing up (when I was WAY too young to be watching something so adult) that made me feel the feels:

Sugar Rush (2005) 15-year-old Kim has just moved to Brighton and developed an earth-shattering, hormone-surging crush on her new best friend, Sugar

Coming-of-age/ sexual awakening stories aren't always my thing anymore, as I don't care to watch teenagers exploring their sexuality but I watched this when I was 10(??), and it was very important to me. It's not a very good show and is probably considered to be super outdated now, but I found it formative. Plus, when I was growing up, there weren't any (not from what I can remember) shows or movies with a lesbian lead wanting to be in an interracial relationship with her best friend. It's an important part of queer TV history. Plus, it has Andrew Garfield playing one of the wettest male characters ever lol

Thanks again and I hope you like my recommendations! 😊

[insidejizz]

reagan ridley headcanons!

heyyyy its me again im here to write about the girl of all time reagan - this is SO self indulgent and also a lot longer than i thought it would end up being so im putting it under the cut for ease of everything ! no nsfw here though a small amount of body talk !

once again a reminder that REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR BOTH ART AND WRITING !

// i think that reagan had a really hard time coming to terms with the idea that she is/could be autistic and still. struggles to accept it at times

she definitely took the raads-r test at one point and got a crazy high number like 189 

(for those that dont know the raads-r goes from like 0-224, and anything over 60 constitutes reasonable autism)

and after she got such a high score on that she had a classic #reaganmoment and stayed up all night taking as many other tests as she could find to "collect more data"

i mean its. hard enough to realize youre autistic much less 1) so late in life and 2) when everyone is constantly making it a joke . like i really do think shed be adverse to the idea for so long because it was always used as a "haha reagans weird" punchline and so

(she doesn't want to prove to rand and tamiko that they were right about something being off about her)

obviously everyone around her is. very aware of her autism and has been finding ways to deal with it for years but she doesn't know what to do about it at all after her night of testing

because yeah the test results SAY that its very very likely shes autistic but maybe she answered the questions wrong or something 

ab has to listen to her pace back and forth for hours about this and he is no help mostly because hes realizing he has autism everytime she states a symptom

obviously her special interest is science and robotics, that's pretty goddamn obvious . you could even argue her job is a special interest with how much time she spends nonstop thinking about it

the amount shed have to unmask is INSANNEEEEEE im just saying . shed have to unlearn 30 years of petty comments making her cover up all her autistic traits

i dont think shes someone who would openly stim, or at least in 'classic' ways

her stimming usually is like ;

pacing

chewing on pens + pencils

tapping pens + pencils

pressing keys on her keyboard over and over

wiggling her fingers 

// also reagans basically schroedingers jew

i say this because shes not "technically" jewish as in her family is not jewish but i believe that jr made her very active in his jewishness and so she was essentially raised jewish by her godfather

like. jr would have definitely thrown her an INSNAE bat mitzvah and you can't change my mind. he wouldve insisted on it

especially because i feel like reagan wouldnt like her birthday, both bc of the memories weve Seen of them and what we know about her family i just think she/ prefers to not think about them

but she was turning 13 and jr was like no you are going to be the biggest princess for a whole day everythings going to be about you

because he definitely went ALL OUT

i dont know what passage she would choose to read bc im not super well versed in torah but

the party ???? mans spared no expense but it was also very . reagan

like idk i feel like hed pull off some crazy robot-themed bat mitzvah or whatever she wanted at age 13

like she would have just graduated MIT at that point!!!!!! i think she deserves a baller party

anyway i dont think that a lot of people. came to the party (that werent cognito employees) but that didnt really matter

because jr spent the entire night there with reagan just giving her the best night he could (JR DAD MOMENTS JR DAD MOMENTS) 

like i bet they did a goofy ass 'father'-daughter dance and he was like woah youre getting so tall now youre almost as big as me and shes like well im officially a woman now! and he just starts crying GHEOIGJSEOIES

also more casual jewishness than just that like . 

she thinks fondly on being able to ask the questions at the passover seder (though as a kid she thought they were stupid bc why ask the same questions every year we already know the answer)

and there was one point where they were observing shabbat but they werent at home so they had to like . go and buy a loaf of bread and they used jrs handkerchief as the challah cover and stuff and she used some stuff to make little robot candles because they didnt have real ones and it wasnt a kosher shabbat but it was certainly one that was from the heart and HGHhgehesughshges

having jr pick her up so she could kiss the mezuzah when they went inside his place

hgheshgiehjsg listen i could go for hours.

so like yes she is jewish. she celebrates hanukkah every year and has a collection of menorahs that jr has gotten her (and shes gotten herself) over the years

but she also wouldnt say shes jewish bc shed feel weird about it 

i think shes definitely considered converting but never gotten around to it simply on terms of No Fucking Time

at least a year of study ? taking time off for the holidays ? hahahahahahaha whos schedule would that even fit into lol

so like if someone were to ask if she was jewish she would say " i was raised jewish by my godfather" and if anyone decides to question more then it gets Complicated lmao

// CHUBBY REAGAN CHUBBY REAGAN CHUBBY REA

listen. i refuse to believe she would be self conscious about being 140 pounds theres no reason for her to think thats fat and so i think that brett was guessing (bc he can lift massively and so weight means nothing to him) and she panicked and was like "MY STATIONARY BIKE IS BROKEN." bc chubby

also she has a desk job, basically exclusively eats junk food and drinks, lounges around every chance she gets

i truly believe that reagan is pudgy. i think that she hides it under that lab coat and she should STOP hiding it <3<3<3

reagan with stretch marks? reagan with stretch marks

also she deserves bigger tits and she has them bc shes chubby<3

she would also have a bit of a tummy and bigger thighs but i dont think shes particularly well endowed in the ass department

like its not bad! but she doesnt have a Great ass

like a lot of things about herself she isnt exactly happy with it but shes so squishy and perfect to grab and shit so<3

// another tangent but reagan is. very picky about the type of music allowed around the office 

like she has approved playlists for all of the group whenever they r allowed the aux 

myc is usually not allowed the aux bc he has INSANE music taste. ykno the sounds mushrooms make when you hook them up to electricity or whatever? its essentially 4 hours of that with cupcakkke mixed in

most of the time its background noise for her, so she doesnt like music being too loud

shes essentially like a dad with the ac the way she is abt the music volume lol like WHO TURNED IT UP WE KEEP THE VOLUME AT 72. 

she doesnt listen to music in her lab really, and when she does its either the most depressing shit youve ever heard or like. music she remembers from her childhood like nsync and britney spears and shit

this means shes also not allowed the aux . too much midwest emo bums everyone else out

when it comes to CHRISTMAS MUSIC? she is like 10x as bad

she has a playlist of "reagan approved christmas music" that she made herself that is exclusively the least annoying christmas songs

except she also can only stand that playlist for like 20 minutes

overall she just fuckin hates christmas music. its all love and sunshine and family and friendship and shes essentially scrooge 

its pretty hard to find a christmas song that she can stand but there are a few! white winter hymnal and carol of the bells are her favorites if she had to choose a christmas song.

honestly i would apologize for how self indulgent this is but I dont want to because I'm proud of it <3 love her so much and PLEASE drop requests if you have any !!!!!!!!!!

[microsuedemouse]

it turns out that I actually kinda remember how to draw?? (please kindly ignore the janky proportions in the bottom image… I am. out of practice lmao. I love how their faces turned out, but his neck and their hands are weird, and her head might be too small? oogh.) I might try to mess around with my scanner and get a decent scan of this tomorrow, but in the meantime here's a hastily-edited photo.

back in uhhh, August? I started toying around with these new OCs, just kind of… for fun. I realised that I hadn’t created characters Just Because in literal years. every character had been for a Project. and I wanted someone just to play around with!

so, these two are Paz and Winnet. more rambles about them beneath the cut:

I’m starting to get Paz’s appearance down; Winnet’s still a little bit of a work in progress but I know more or less what I’m aiming for, at least. might end up darkening her hair colour... idk.

my starting point with these two was that I wanted to make a pair of super-squishy soft romantic characters - and specifically, I thought it'd be fun to design a couple with two very different aesthetics. annnd that eventually led me to Paz the (dorky) punk and Winnet the cottagecore/sort of mori girl-ish wheelchair user.

Paz is of Ashkenazi Jewish heritage, and pretty heavily into the punk/diy scene, as well as being really dedicated as an activist. he spends a lot of time volunteering, going to protests/demonstrations, or going to shows. he's also super protective of his trans little sister, and ever since she came out, he's made a point of learning a lot more about trans issues in particular. (he also makes sure to have a prominent pronouns patch on every one of his vests and jackets!) he's a severe hemophiliac, and as a result doesn't have any piercings (or tattoos), but he enjoys wearing other jewellery like the ear cuff you see above.

Winnet is very sweet and feminine in her style, and values her independence and a simple, happy lifestyle. she can walk, but mostly sticks with her wheelchair, as a variety of health problems make her unsteady on her feet and also inclined to fainting spells. she works remotely as a transcriber, and is close with Alfio, her elderly Italian neighbour (who also owns the laundromat downstairs from their apartments). he calls her paperotta, a term of endearment something like 'little duck' <3 she's an avid crocheter in her free time, and a slightly less avid knitter. she also has a service dog, but I haven't decided on any further details on that front haha

they're both in their early twenties, and absolutely, ass-over-teakettle in love with each other. both are easily flustered, though probably Paz moreso; they get embarrassed by one another pretty often. their fashion senses converge at 'plaid.' they're both really interested in learning more about one another's hobbies and interests and overall worlds - he loves learning about all her houseplants, and wearing things she crochets or knits for him, whether they go with his look or not. by the same token she starts learning to be more politically active with him (and he's very good at helping her make sure that her accessibility needs are taken care of at, say, protests, or other events), and absolutely adores the battle vest he makes for her, and eventually even starts going to shows with him. their music tastes are as different as their fashion choices, but they learn to love one another's favourites :)

[iwannaban0nym0us]

fuck it, time to ramble about my day (and my mostly my crush lol)

i had a lot of not so good experiences with my ex and being with M (we’re taking it slow, thankfully, so idk what term to use yet) feels so so nice, like this morning I ran over to them and their friends and surprised them with a hug from behind and then we slowly made our way over to my friends (and away from my ex lol) and then in english class it was so nice to just exist with them and like we paired up for an in class assignment and it was so nice (and not at all like being in class with my ex which was always stressful)

Also lunch lunch was uh certainly something, so lunch today was QSU, with M, and also my ex and their boyfriend were there too so uh i think maybe my ex will get the hint that they can’t be with me or M, anyway me and M hung out the whole time and idk it was nice to be with them (haha i’m getting really repetitive)

The actual stuff that happened during QSU was very interesting, so we’re trying to plan an all school assembly for June and so were discussing speaker ideas and so one of the teachers was reading from a museum website which said “june is very busy month” but she skipped a word and ended up saying “june is a very month” to which we all agreed and then we ended up thinking about inviting a lesbian jewish comic and then due to mishearing people were like wait did you just say the physics teacher is gay and the answer was no and don’t tell him we had this conversation, but M is friends with his kid so we were joking what if we told his (trans) kid about it, somehow that convo then led to us making a ven diagram of teachers who are gay/jewish and this is how I learned that there are 4 teachers that fit into the middle and confirmed my suspicions about a couple of teachers being queer, oh and at one point one of the history teachers (who is straight) opened the door saw what was going on (with out any context) and just left, also my english teacher (one of the leads of QSU) was so surprised to find out that one of the male math teachers has a wife (and therefore is straight) and uh yeah this is scene that could only happen at my school (also at least 5/8 of my teachers this semester are queer which is great)

anyway after school i found M waiting for me around my friend group and that was just really awesome and unexpected and so they ended up talking with my friends until M had to go to vaulting and I had to go get ready for soccer but uh the conversations with my friends consisted of a lot of my friends making fun of me, including my friend since 5th grade offering to tell M anything about me and then asking M if they had any suspicions that I liked them back and M’s response being that I’m so nice to everyone so they couldn’t tell how I was being especially nice to them and just generally my friends making fun of how cute/oblivious/obvious we are

anyway soccer practice today ended up being to watch the JV game which was really fun and I got to say hi to an old club teammate who was on the other team

also I finished my speech for senior night tomorrow and had a few people look over it and they all think it’s great ???? so I guess that’s good now I just need to practice it a bit before the game tomorrow

[amalgamationillustration]

This is the nuance I feel so many people are missing these days, especially online. People jump immediately with anything to 'they must be a bigot' no matter what context they do or don't have for the situation and immediately hop on the offensive either directly to that person or indirectly by telling everyone things like "reminder: this person liked this post or tweet or follows this person on Instagram or twitter and that person said made an off colour joke about something like how it's weird that call center staff in different countries use fake english names and 'whats the deal with that?!' 3 years ago and haven't made any jokes like that since and if you support this person after learning that then you're scum" and then a week later you see a call out post going around about random twitter user 592725 saying "reminder: twitter user 592725 follows this celebrity who is bestest best friends with this other celebrity because they liked a few of their posts and this celebrity is a NAZI and a BIGOT." And it goes on and on.

I've literally seen entire threads where someone has linked a dropbox full of screenshots and receipts about someone else in a fandom and I've sat and read the entire thing and have not been able to work out what this person did wrong exactly and then it's revealed that actually these people are all like 17 and it's weird as fuck that they're just casually dumping 1gb of screenshots of this other minors private messages and thoughts and feelings which half the time don't seem to even be particularly controversial. Like I am so glad I grew up with web 1.0 and not this, not to sound fucking old but back in my day you fucked up online and bricked your pc with a virus or you didn't get any likes on deviantart. Now your utterly cringe takes at 12 years old are screenshotted and used as evidence that you're irredeemable and must be removed from an online space immediately. As though we didnt all have incredibly bad takes at 12, as if we were all incredibly open minded and understood the human experience beyond our own and the nuance of systematic oppression of people who are different to us. As if we know that 'haha gay' wasn't a punchline at 12, as if we didn't just repeat half the shit we heard from our parents or friends!!

I saw a post recently about one of the ghoulettes from ghost who is Jewish sharing some pro israel video and she was obviously immediately told hey uh... Don't? And it seems like she made follow ups to clarify she's always been pro Palestine and doesn't think what Israel are doing is right at all, but that her point was meant to be was more specifically pro Jewish in saying that please don't let what's happening to Palestinians convince you that they Jewish population of the world at large wanted this or support it and she's scared of the stereotyping of Jewish people given the historical implications of that. While I agree with her base point it obviously feels like a poor time to center herself in this, I also can tell she's clearly not actually pro genocide nor in support of what's happening but literally everyone just said she was a pro israel genocide denying douchebag and I saw people going so far as to say the other ghoulettes and ghouls that were openly friends with her must also be pro israel by association?! Which is insane to me like theyre colleagues and may work together again in the future, and they're friends, of COURSE they're going to have more understanding and try to be more nuanced in listening to their point and they also know them personally so can personally attest to them as people. What's hilarious is when one of the male ghouls started dating a trump supporter everyone cancelled other fans that were friends with her but people were quick to defend him as just unaware or in need of protecting which feels... Interesting? Like oh it's okay if it's your favourite precious baby girl but not if it's one of the actual women in the band?

Anyway, when I tried to state that people were missing the nuance of what was happening with what this ghoulette was saying with regards to her post about Israel, people immediately jumped to "there's no nuance about genocide what the fuck" and of course immediately i realised I had now also fallen into this trap because the nuance I mentioned was about understanding what people are trying to say, actually hearing their explanation and putting yourself in their shoes instead of assuming the worst of people and people immediately assumed I was calling whats happening currently in Palestine a nuanced situation instead.

Anyway I deleted twitter at that point because it seems impossible to have nuance and be on twitter so I was clearly wasting my breath on it but I'm just so over people hearing a few things or seeing one or two things and jumping to these huge conclusions about people's entire moral compass and rather than doing what OP did here which is try to offer another perspective or confirm that some of what they've heard is incorrect or straight up lies and fear mongering, rather than immediately go to "HEY FUCK U LADY" because literally no one has ever learnt or grown or become a better person by hearing "FUCK YOU". And I'm not saying we should try to redeem every piece of shit, some people know what they're doing is hateful and don't care, but so many just don't know and so many are scared of doing or saying or liking the wrong thing because we're so quick to label everyone a bigot instead of trying to actually communicate.

At the lesbian meetup, met a kind of transphobic woman. Started gearing up to get fighty and then realised... she wasn't an actual terf. She was just older, genuinely didn't know stuff, had heard some terf talking points in passing and had been made kind of anxious by them, but hadn't made it her entire personality. She was open to learning that trans women weren't actually roaming around coercing unwilling cis lesbians into sex, thanked me earnestly for giving her a basic explanation of what "non-binary" meant and truly seemed to be relaxing bit by bit the more she heard. Obviously I'm aware that I can't be sure I've given her a sufficient dose of anti-transphobe vaccine to immunise her permanently against the shit that's out there, but overall it made me hopeful. Most people just aren't dyed-in-the-wool bigots. People can be curious and relieved to hear the fearmongering they've been exposed to is untrue. Telling people this stuff isn't a lost cause.

[samnyangie]

Your (un)helpful guide to rsl’s theatre characters

As many of you might have noticed I’m a stan who is obsessed with theatre sphere of Bobby’s career. Yes I proudly can say that I am.

So this is a list of guide and appreciation of theatrical characters Bobby did. It’s mainly for myself really, just for fun sake haha. I don’t know some of them fully so I might got few things wrong and I just pick the ones I love/find it interesting

Eugene Jerome (Brighton Beach Memoirs)

A horny annoying jewish teenager, but so adorable (at least for me), his goals are: being famous baseball player or a famous writer in case the former goal fails(what a back up plan) and see a girl naked in real life, also is your shopping boy for flours, butter and ice cream.

Eugene Marchbanks (Candida)

A young poet in his 19, a hopeless romantic (aka a simp) for a married woman in mid thirties(I have no rights to mock him thoooo), my favourite passive aggressive, foolish, introverted very much obsessed lad. Nominated for tony on 1993

A. E. Housman (The Invention Of Love)

Another hopelessly romantic young poet in the 19th century, but this time, is in love with his best friend and not aggressive. A role he won a tony on 2001 for (as he should!)

Alexandros (When She Danced)

A Greek narcissistic piano prodigy (the first thing he literally say is ‘I’m a prodigy’) who speaks trilingual: English, Greek, Italian (I think). This means Bobby actually played piano (Two pieces of Bach) and spoke Greek and Italian!! Dklsjsmsjskks oh sir I-

Edgar (King Lear)

My (along with puck) Shakespeare bias, this photo explains everything

Edmund Tyrone (Long Day’s Journey into night)

A dying, fretful, mental young fellow who has family issues and needs desperate (including all of his family) help, nominated for tony on 2003

Don Parritt (The iceman Cometh)

A poor mental teenage fellow who has anarchist mother issues result in a weird obsession on an old man who used to be kind to him when he was a kid… also needs help

Alan Harris (White People)

A liberal college history professor, interested in American slavery history and strong anti-racist, but as his pregnant wife got murdered by a black man, he gets into a conflict between his surfacing hatred and his beliefs, (a play itself is about a 80’s American society on racism, there’re few interviews on this particular play, despite that there’re lack photos;(( I’ll share some at some point)

Alan Hoffman (Prodigal Son)

I saw people joking of it’s being a sequel to dps, in alternative universe where Neil was alive, became a literature teacher guiding the troubled ones, haha and there’s a vague hunch of him being homosexual

Harold Hill (The Music Man)

A smooth talking con man in suittttttttt (white suitssssssss) this video explains everything

Winthrop (The Music Man)

I barely remember anything about him but all I know was he was so adorable so Bobby’s Winthrop must be insanely aborable

Romeo (Romeo and Juliet)

This photo explains everything 2222222222222

Dr Valentine (You Never Can Tell)

A helpless romantic dentist in love for a girl he just met and doesn’t know what’s going on

Gimpty (Dead End)

A street gang kid from ghetto, has a limp so always walks with a cane (hmmmm doesn’t that remind you of someone…), opportunist to the point of betraying childhood friends

Kenneth Talley Jr (Fifth of July)

A gay Vietnam war veteran, has paraplegic leg due to the war, carry a medical walking stick thing(I don’t know the proper name for it;;3), used to had a thing for his friend

Peter (At home At the Zoo)

Your average nice good pacifist family man but (((spoiler alert))) commits murder when it comes to a bench spot

Henry Higgins (Pygmalion)

A frantic, hot headed British phonetic professor known for his elegant eloquence such as ‘you squashed cabbage leaf’, forces an oblivious flower girl into his weird game then get backfired (honestly it’s so funny I love Eliza)

Tom Wingfield (Glass Menagerie)

This photo explains everything 3333333333333333333333333333333

Gar (private) (Philadelphia, Here I Come!)

An Irish inner sardonic alter ego of the actual Gar (Public), unseen by everyone except Gar(Public), obnoxious and chatty usually says stuff which… shouldn’t be said (imagine Bobby speaking in Irish accent haha)

King Richard III (Richard III)

A king who is a dominant tyrant but loves his queen

King Arthur (Camelot)

A king who isn’t a dominant tyrant and loves his queen + sing

Atticus Finch (To Kill A Mocking Bird)

A southern lawyer with strong morals, taken a defence case of wrongfully accused young black man of r**e (I really need to read the book)

Christopher Morcom (Breaking the code)

(FINALLYYYYY) a best friend who a gay genius protagonist is in love for (it’s based on the life of Alan Turing)

[gxrlcinema]

Do you think it would be a big deal for Bucky or Winnie if his partner weren't Jewish? I'm not Jewish myself, and I'm not even sure if that's actually a big thing in the Jewish community, I've only seen shows/movies where it has been?? I suppose I'm just fishing for a Jewish!Bucky headcanon, haha

Okay so I'm actually extremely passionate about this topic. You came for a headcanon, but you're getting an essay. So sorry.

In Jewish tradition, Jewish descent is passed matrilineally (through the mother). That means that if the mother is Jewish, the child is Jewish, and if the mother isn't Jewish, the child is also considered not Jewish. Of the three major Jewish movements (Reform, Conservative, and Orthodox), the Reform movement is the only one that recognizes the validity of patrilineal (through the father) Jewish descent. This means that patrilineal Jews can be barred from religious participation in certain Jewish ceremonies (B'nai Mitzvot, weddings, etc.) without converting, even when they've grown up fully identifying as Jewish and attending synagogue.

There can be some passive-aggressiveness expressed towards "mudbloods" like myself and our non-Jewish mothers. My mom has been pressured to convert, and shamed for not doing so. I have dear, dear friends who always refer to me as "half Jewish" as though they were not literally at my Bat Mitzvah, and I've had Jewish peers tell me that certain features of mine were "Christian" because they did not conform to stereotypes about Jewish ethnic features (like my nose, which, for the record, I get from my dad). And that can be really frustrating, and isolating, especially when it comes with the knowledge that I face antisemitism regardless. So I'm not Jewish enough for other Jews but I'm certainly not goyish enough to be unaffected by the persecution and hatred directed at my people.

Anyways, to actually answer your question, Bucky doesn't care. To put it bluntly, if he - a literal Nazi killing machine (in his own mind) - can still count as a Jew, why does any of this matter? Sure, it's nice to be with someone who shares your cultural background and values. But Bucky was born in 1917 and mentally enslaved for 70 years. As Steve said, "it's hard to find someone with shared life experience".

I have this headcanon that Bucky is really vague about Winnie's birth mother, to the point where nobody even knows if she was Jewish or not. So nobody knows if Winnie "counts". Winnie's Jewish because Bucky sends her to religious school, and they probably do Shabbat dinners every week, and there's a mezuzah on the door to the house. (The mezuzah definitely has like, a spider on it or something equally gothic and weird because Bucky let Winnie pick it and that's how the Barnes house rolls.)

And as I put in a home for bucky (which is not the same universe as Weird Little Barnes but reflects a lot of how I think Bucky would perceive his own Judaism), Bucky's not married to the traditional way of practicing Judaism. I can see him and a goyish partner navigating their own version of traditions (like, a dreidel ornment for the partner's X-mas tree? Or Bucky and Winnie saying the Shema while a Muslim parter does their first prayers of the day? Saying grace or other pre-meal prayers and also Hamotzi?). I honestly think that he might really love the opportunity to rediscover a lot of the culture and traditions with someone who is new to it, instead of someone who knows everything he's forgotten. It's less pressure that way.

And if anyone at temple gives you shit for it, well, he's got that "most ruthless assassin in history" glare on lock. His partner is making the commitment to help him raise a Jewish child and keep a Jewish household. That's far more dedication than some full blood Jews have.

Fuck what anyone thinks.

[tuiyla]

Your post about Every breath you take reminded me of another reason I hate the pezberry feud, an issue probably nobody else has lol but not even one (1) thing about those two being on a Broadway show was factual, if it were, there would've been no feud to begin with - technically Santana would have been Rachel's standby, not the understudy, and she would've only gone on if both Rachel and the understudy were out. If Santana isn't in the show outside of playing fanny (usually in the ensemble, sometimes a supporting part) she's not the understudy. Many standbys can be in a show for a year and never actually go on, or only once or twice. So take your vitriol out on your actual understudy Rachel, she's a ton more likely to actually play the part instead of santana the standby. Also Rachel giving santana 10 shows? Not a thing. She doesn't have that kind of power. Auditioning in an actual theater? No. The already cast lead being there for auditions for her understudy? Nope. Where's the casting director? Rehearsing on stage at the same time when they're both playing the same part? Blocking, what's that? Santana getting the part even though she can't sing it in the right key? (I love Naya and I love her version of Don't rain on my parade but they did have to lower the key for her). Obviously I'm well aware glee isn't really set in reality but I find it a little strange that they couldn't be bothered to be even a little factual with what's basically the main arc of their main character throughout the entire series, being on Broadway. Those scenes are just so damn distracting to me haha (Although I guess none of these still aren't as stupid as Kurt and Rachel being allowed to sing on stage at wicked... Now that's the scene I'm going to choose to consider non-diagetic lol it's all in your heads kids)

Gotta say, I'm no theater kid so most of what I know is from Glee but I appreciate this perspective, TIL! That point about understudy vs standby makes so, so much sense.

So basically what I'm getting from all of this is that Glee twisted real-life logic even more than usual just to make the Pezberry feud ~work~. What a bastardly thing. I mean, Glee not being true to life isn't a surprise but you know what really gets me? When they don't even have an internal logic. Because the show itself makes a meta joke that Santana got Fanny despite not being Jewish and has the galls to compare it to Rachel being in a "Puerto Rican marching band" and they completely fail to see the irony in regards to West Side Story?? You know, the musical that should have been a one-woman show if McKinley insisted on putting it on. This is barely relevant I just bring it up whenever I have the chance because Glee lacks self-awareness to an appalling degree at times.

Anyway. Because I'm no expert on musical theatre and basically only here for the gay lmao I don't think about this stuff during Every Breath You Take, I'm too busy soaking in the Drama. But that's why I really appreciate this perspective and yeah, you're right and you should say it Anon. Then again, they just threw logic out the window the moment they decided Rachel's Broadway dreams would come true at age 19, didn't they?

One day kids we'll cover the Pezberry feud in depth. One day.

[meezer]

oh my GOD when I was watching bullet train I thought wow this guy REALLY looks like bad bunny. well I looked up the cast (to find out who played the strong brit with the mustache because he was sexy) and it IS bad bunny. god I'm smart. he slayed also if you must know. he did slay.

the brit is played by british actor aaron taylor-johnson and his name makes me think of anya taylor joy. sorry. same initials and one of their names is the same. he's of english-russian jewish descent Wow the slay. um he's hot and he gets perpetually more dishevelled throughout the movie and his hair goes from a fancy slicked-back hairstyle to being messy and CURLYYY it was so cute!!! his shirt and vest also get like unbuttoned and messed up and. hot men are real guys. 🙏 also I looked through a few of his imdb photos from other movies and um mustaches look really good on him. he should stick with that. (BLUSH) I did not write all that!!! (embarrassed)

look I'm gonna get all my thoughts about the movie out in one post:

speaking of bad bunny's character, he was so cool!! he deserved better!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he got a criminally short amount of screen time.

wardrobe department did a bang-up job. with the wolf especially but everyone was dressed really cool

uh, brad pitt looked like cody ko. his name in the movie was not brad pitt but I'm going to continue calling him brad pitt because, come on. also brad pitt at the end of the movie telling the prince something along the lines of "you should try this one book called 'surviving borderline personality disorder' it's a great book it's really helped me" was funny. I thought haha I do that (have that)

loved this film's men-with-piercings agenda, wholeheartedly support it

ALSO CHANNING TATUM PLAYS LIKE, A JOKE GAY CHARACTER??? THIS WAS SO BAFFLING TO WITNESS. okay so, brad pitt's character comes up to him at one point and asks "you wanna make a quick 300 bucks?" and channing tatum is like "is this like, a sexual thing, or...?" and that was FUNNY and also reasonable because like! that is one of the few things you'd assume if a stranger on public transport said that to you!! it is! but then someone else comes along and says something to him, can't remember what, and he also goes "is this a sexual thing, or...?" and that was LESS funny because of the repetition and because of the situation being more outlandish (forgive me I don't remember what it was exactly). and then the aforementioned handsome brit walks past him and says something and channing tatum goes "I do so LOVE an accent." and at one point he says of a male character (can't remember who) "he has SUCH a nice walk" WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THAT????? SO WEIRD. personally I think the movie had enough (maybe more than enough) comedic relief moments without it requiring a fucking gay joke character, in 2022!!! but what do I know.

this is going to be SO mean and I'm sorry but every time I saw her I thought this: the actress who plays "the prince" looks like, and ESPECIALLY in this movie, looks like if you asked an AI to render "off-brand barbie ferreira." I know it's fucked up. I'm sorry. but that's just what she looks like. in this movie at least.

um I teared up multiple times, the reveal that tangerine and lemon are actually brothers freakin' got to me, man. the whole time it felt like hahahahah it's just a joke/business alias and it's funny because haha they don't LOOK like they're related but then. ah. it was emotional I liked it. sob sob sob

good movie. I'd recommend it if you want to get outta the house and have some fun in your miserable life and also fund one of the few movies out there right now that ISN'T a marvel movie or a children's animation.

if you read this whole thing and are wondering "why do all the characters in this movie have weird names?" that worry is, heh, warranted, but it's because they're secret agents on a mission and these are all their codenames. brad pitt's character's codename is ladybug.

[petewentzisblack1312]

hey dils!! was listening to sunshine riptide and thought of u so i wanted to say i hope ur taking care and also ask if u have any favorite fob videos/interviews?? lately i have been obsessed w the promo video patrick did for the honda civic tour where he drove around LA and said the only reason they got the tour was because he already drove a civic ahsjdbd

first of all it is SO flattering that listening to sunshine riptide made you think of me 🥺

secondly i was molded out of clay to answer this question, 100% i have a lot that i think about like way too often

the one where petes giving a tour of his parents house where he lived at the time and was showing off his stuff and was particularly very excited about the fact that his band was turned into action figures and then half way through andy shows up and is like "were best friends forever!" and petes like "yeah andy comes over for sleepovers a lot, we hang out in my basement and make zines and stuff" and then at the end he gets all excited cuz he hears his moms car pull up and he goes out and shes coming out of the car and then patrick gets out of the car carrying groceries and petes like "here mom me and patrick can put the groceries away you finish the interview" and shes like "no- pete i just got home from work im a mess" and hes like "what? no! no mom you look great, you can finish the interview well take in the groceries" and then she did and the camera crew came back to the two of them messing around and putting groceries away.

"pete wentz is honestly the only way to describe pete wentz. hes the most complicated guy i know." [cut to] "if anyone can make a strike without touching the lane i will pay you $300" *throws bowling balls straight into the air* *runs down the lane*

ok but in all seriousness i love that interview not only for that iconic moment but because later the footage is like blaring i dont care and pete goes and grabs a stuffed giraffe out of the prize thingie and hes like "what do you mean :)? we bought this with our tickets!!" and the editors are very much trying to make it a bad boy rebel without a cause moment except if you looked the woman behind the counter had a smile on her face and was laughing and then afterwards he gave it back and said "we werent really gonna steal it" but it really seemed like she knew that already

and then at a different point a couple fans showed up and they were all shy and excited to meet him and he was just like "hey are you guys coming to the show later" and they were like "yeah" and he was like "cool! thanks for coming out :) do you want a picture?" and they took a picture and it seemed like he was still kinda excited that people were excited to meet him. marcus (their bodyguard) was like trailing behind him and smiling and laughing throughout most of these antics and i just think thats sweet.

later in this same interview once again as they were on the ride back to their hotel or whatever theyd brought back a fake moustache and patrick put it on and did a bunch of dumb impressions.

patrick: if i wasnt doing music i think id be like a music critic or music journalist or something

andy:...i thought you said youd work at walmart

theres this one srar era interview thats just joe and patrick riffing for like 15 minutes. like it looks like they just straight up forgot the interviewer was there its so funny theyre such good friends.

this one joe and pete interview where i dont even really remember what they were talking about but theres a moment where joes talking about music with this intense passion and pete just kinda looks at him with this level of brotherly pride that keeps me going

this one andy and pete interview where 1) there were waterfowl chillin behind them which was deeply fascinating to andy and 2) they took a moment to swivel their chairs and hug each other bc theyre besties

band superlatives, specifically the moment where theyre all separately like "technically marcus isnt in the band but like. its marcus." bc that was sweet, unofficial 5th member of fob. and also "whos the most talented" "patrick. patrick. its patrick, hands down." "hm. petes like a really good soccer player" like thats a moment out of a fucking sitcom

halloween asmr with pete wentz. the man cant act but god can he commit to a bit.

there was this like live text chat that they all were in with fans on some radio station website. there were a lot of very fun moments, including joe saying "this is very current technology." as a comment on how very dated the live chat was and andy being like "can we set an icon i wanna change mine to an XVX" and pete and joe being like "oh are you vegan straight edge? we had no idea." and then pete was like "actually i wanna change my icon to andy hurley" and andy was like "no pete im not gonna send you a picture of me" and he was like :( and then a minute later he changed it to andy and he was like, and i swear this is almost a direct quote "BOOM! i love my life haha" and andy was like "goddammit" like i have no idea where to find this but it was so good.

theres this one "this or that" interview with joe and andy wherein the interviewer was a woman and like she seemed pretty at ease around them and got to the last question and imo seemed kinda uncomfortable and kind of established (in a way that seemed like she didnt usually do that) that it was a gross question, which was "would you have sex with a super hot celebrity but shes just died" and both of them were like "hey. what the fuck. absolutely not." and shes like "oh thats a first" and they are both like "do people say yes to that????????" and shes like "youre literally the first people to say no haha" in a way that made it seem that she did not find it funny and i just find that to be an interesting moment and i hope shes doing well and has a better producer now.

theres this one interview w andy on a hardcore podcast where the interviewer asks andy "do you every wish fall out boy were more political?" and he said (paraphrasing) "fall out boy is political, in its own way. we may not be as explicit with our politics as my other stuff, but kids find fall out boy, and through me, with all my other bands, or through joe, since he does a lot of metal, find heavier stuff, and are introduced to this stuff and to being vegan straight edge or anarchist or just more radical politics, and i dont think that just because we arent being super political in our music we arent a political band" which was really something to me bc i had just been thinking about that as a concept i call "gateway punk"

theres this one interview i recently found of a very small chicago music news outlet where a young lady interviewed pete and asked far more interesting questions than any other interviewer id ever seen and one such question was how he felt about the legalization of marijuana in illinois and he said that it was cool that it was legal but everyone locked up for it right now should be released and i like that he got to be political

theres a moment on the badass jew podcast episode joe was on where the interviewer whomst i do not recall was espousing some veiled antiblack sentiments wrt some antisemitic comments some famous black people had made and joe just completely rebutted it immediately and pointed out that black people not only are not a monolith bht are at a greater disadvantage

and also he made a joke that i could never make and cant fully get bc im not jewish but it was very funny and i love hearing people make jokes that arent for me.

this one interview before patrick had kids where he was saying how everyone kept asking him and elisa when theyd have kids and he was like "you cant just make that happen yknow? how do you just do that?" and pete immediately grinned and leaned over and mock whispered "you have sex" and patrick punched the air and was like "i hate you so much"

that one interview about abap where pete was like "we actually got the guy who did the whistles on patience by guns n roses to do it on this" and then he looks over at patrick and patrick shakes his head and petes like "you couldnt let me have this?" and he was like "i was gonna but then you looked at me and i just couldnt."

"whats the most important thing to you right now?"

patrick: star wars

joe: my daughter.

patrick: ...my son?

the puppy interview. everyone involved including the puppies was having the time of their goddamn life.

i have to stop this is too much its been like an hour