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scrumptiousstuffs · 3 months ago
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what do you mean by calling theyre friendship queerplatonic?
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Ok, some disclaimers - I am not an expert in LGQBTI terms and whatever I learn, it’s from research or other people in the community educating me. Secondly, I have no idea how the boys themselves will define their relationship and these are just my private views. It came about to me after I recently read from a different asked - and it just led me to this rabbit hole of researching through what the term queerplatonic means.
Some websites that I found useful includes: link 1, link 2, link 3, link 4
Essentially, it's define as "a close, but non-sexual, non-romantic relationship that is beyond what most would consider be friendship. It consists of emotional commitment and prioritisation that may usually be seen in a romantic relationship. People in queerplatonic relationship may be of any gender and sexuality" [The Little Book of LGBTQ+, An A–Z of Gender and Sexual Identities, Harriet Dyer, 2021, Publisher: Summerdale]
However, the relationship is fluid and really, the rules are set by the individuals in that "queerplatonic relationship." This means, sexual and romantic connections can exist but not necessarily develop or even dissipate over time. They set the boundaries and addressed the unique needs of what they want from the relationship.
Some of the links I put up also lists out signs of what queerplatonic relationship looks like:
The Relationship Doesn’t Look Like Anyone Else’s Relationship
It's marked by deep emotional connection, the type where you can't imagine living without your partner. Feels like soulmates (reminds you of anyone?) with unparalleled level of understanding and empathy beyond just close friendship
Commitment without necessarily the romance part - usually involves deep support and sharing same life goals
Using nicknames rather than the traditional GF/BF label (FirFir and A'Tung? Don't think I've seen others in their circle of close friends called them by those names)
Often get mistaken for a couple even though they are not (So...just everyone in GMMTV and the entertainment industry plus their fandom)
Feel like family (how often have we heard the boys say this about each other during their interviews?)
They know you as well a they know themselves, a trusted confidant who you will call in an emergency
Future planning and shared responsibilities whether financial (70/30 split?) or household (and while Montow is primarily Khaotung’s fur baby, First was there to pick him up and setting up the kitty’s stuffs. Also, I’m 90% convinced First has his own special corner/room in Khaotung’s new house)
Celebrating milestones (the Busan trip!)
And the list goes on and on....
For context, this asked came about from another recent asked.
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toytle · 1 year ago
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merry halbarry to those who celebrate, santa got me their gay little sits + footsie playing activities this year ❤️💚
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cy-lindric · 1 month ago
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Anyway yesterday night I had a front row seat for the new Les Mis production at the beautiful Théâtre du Châtelet with some of my dearest friends and I don't think I'll ever be normal again tbh
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chloesimaginationthings · 9 months ago
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Are you more of FNAF or Jojo? (Ofc you will then say, I can be both-)
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Why pick when they are so similar/hj
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archer973 · 6 months ago
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One of the things I realized when I watched Fury Road directly after Furiosa:
Furiosa doesn't treat Max like she treated Jack. She treats Max like Jack treated her.
There are so many parallels - the way they meet, their conflict with each other that quickly turns to partnership, their journey to The Green Place (and how it fails)...
But where before it was Jack reaching out to her, now it's Furiosa who is asking Max his name, teaching him the kill sequence for the rig, trusting him to have her back in a fight, giving him everything he needs to leave (even when she wants him to stay).
Furiosa doesn't see Jack in Max, she sees herself. Everything from the muzzle to the nightmares to the fact that he barely speaks is a direct parallel to what she was like when she met Jack, and Furiosa knows it. And so as someone reached out to her, she reaches out to him, this feral, half-mad Wastelander. She reaches out and offers him hope, just like Jack did to her when he came back for her on the Fury Road.
And together, they find some kind of redemption
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mikaikaika · 2 years ago
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CHAYANNE MY BELOVED
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linkedin-offficial · 29 days ago
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was about time i drew these two... i love their shenanigans 🫶
piripu + mufotsuki belong to @mufos-photo-album !
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njere · 2 months ago
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They might be lost.. but at least the view is nice
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doctorho · 1 year ago
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viktor doesn't... pay that much attention to appearances, his or anyone else's. not when it doesn't matter. sure, there's the 'wearing what they see as respectable clothes so they take you seriously' and the 'not going to the dinner table covered in oil stains', but beyond that? he doesn't really care, to be honest.
yes, he's aware that some people put a lot more thought into the way they look, and into what other people think about the way they look. he knows that's a thing. it just happens to be a thing he chooses not to personally get invonved in.
well, it had been.
he honestly hadn't even thought about it much, before. it had just been one of those things that other people did, one of those things he had never really understood. you know, one of those things that made him feel like maybe the rest of the world had had some secret meeting without him where they decided that yes, these are the rules, and no, we won't explain them, you just have to know.
one of those things.
and he had been fine not thinking about it! truly, he had been blissfully unaware of what the current beauty standards were and which traits were seen as good or bad on which year -
and then he'd met you, by some miracle. you know, viktor doesn't meet that many new people, these days, so it does genuinely feel like a miracle when you just... stumble into his life one day. and without even thinking about it, automatically, viktor's brain files you away as beautiful, and he treats that as a passing fact, the same way he treats the color of your eyes. it's just a categorizing trait; this person just is beautiful.
and then, later, when he learns that apparently not everyone thinks that, his brain disagrees, severly. like - are they blind? is this a joke? it's a bad joke, if so, and then he's mad for you.
because he remembers that, ah, right. some people are weird about appearances. they have their menial rules about it that change by the decade.
he's still mad for you, but mentally he's ended that argument with well they're all idiots. because clearly you are an awesome, incredible, beautiful human being and this shouldn't be an argument in the first place.
he tells you this, and then his heart breaks a little when you seem so used to hearing the opposite. when you seem to have accepted what those idiots were saying because you'd just...heard it so often.
when you seem to not-quite-believe that he could really see you as beautiful. that he could really, actually want you. like that.
and it's - it drives him up the wall that this is even a thing. that the negative things you've heard outweigh the positive ones, and apparently by a landslide. that he can't make you see yourself the way he sees you.
because, truly, he thinks you're so beautiful. like, are you kidding? viktor's been skin and bone his whole life, and you're so...soft. he knows it way before he ever touches you; he can see it, and he has a well enough functioning imagination. and he's been thinking about it a lot, lately. what you'd feel like under his fingers. against his body. he has theories about this.
he can tell you're soft, and warm, and sometimes when the sunlight hits you he genuinely thinks you look like you could be straight out of one of those expensive oil paintings people paid a lot of money to see just a glimpse of.
and - yes, okay, maybe some of this was just his hormones talking, but come on. he couldn't not want to touch you. that was just one of those facts of life - the sun rose every morning, and whenever viktor saw you, he had the urge to touch you. to be close to you. to prove to you how much he adored you.
and then when you let him? that - that felt like a miracle. truly and honestly. because - viktor had never considered himself to be especially lucky, just, like, in life in general, but this?
he had to have won some sort of cosmic lottery. to first be lucky enough to meet you and then to be able to do this. to get so close. to touch you like this, to see you like this. it is nothing short of a privilege and he takes it, happily and greedily. and he makes it his personal mission to let you know exactly what he thought about you, and exactly how little you should care about anyone else's opinion. except your own, of course, but only on those days your mind was being kind to you.
so he makes sure you know that he absolutely worships you. okay? you are his personal deity, and he is devoted. he lets you know, any way he knows how, and any opportunity he gets. given half a chance, he will be praising you, telling how gorgeous you are and how lucky he is to have you. telling you how good you look, how good you feel, how good you make him feel. he isn't shy - he tells you, in enough detail to make your cheeks heat up.
and when you're alone, and you have all the time in the world? he shows you, and he doesn't hold back. and then he reminds you, again and again and again.
and you know viktor isn't a liar. he doesn't care about things like this enough to lie about them. so when he tells you that he loves the way you look, the way you feel, the way you are, you believe him.
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wisecrackingeric-2 · 4 months ago
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((Click for better quality!!))
Happy one year anniversary for Seperate Ways!!! Or at least for me cuz time zones are funky HDNSHDNJSJS
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satans-knitwear · 11 months ago
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Ur hot witch wife is thanking you for her valentines gifts 💋🥰✨
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 17 hours ago
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REAL AND ROTATABLE!
Thank you so much to my wonderful and talented friend Coy, who made this! This is now my most treasured belonging!
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sherrymagic · 26 days ago
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aou_tnbknr and besevboom via tiktok 🔫
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pathologicalrunaway · 1 month ago
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i saw that one tumblr post about how aviary cheapens the point of sky as a story (the civilisation is lost and all we know are only shadows of what was before; but aviary brings everyone back and we coexist now, instead of being two generations that were never supposed to meet) reposted on reddit a while ago and i have a couple of thoughts on this matter.
because one hand, i do agree that there was a bittersweetness in walking through a dead world that was lost. that aviary feels alive and the world is supposed to be dead. but i think a crucial aspect of this whole discourse (lore-wise) could lie in the first character aviary can be associated with. and this character — and their little village — do not really contradict the point of the game, but contribute to it
hopeful steward. they are, first things first, a child. like we are, as players. and children are often associated with hope for a better future, and this game is no exception. it's up to the children to bring light back, it's us and our connections that make sky a happy place. it's us that bring hope in the fact thay maybe, maybe not everything is over yet. that there's still something to admire, something to love, something to believe in.
steward is the one waiting in front of the village doors, they are the one showing us how to bring back the village, so it would make sense to assume that the village is their idea and, to an extent, their responsibility.
they are in charge of this silly little community like elders once were, but the elders fell. they made bad decisions that led to the world's destruction. this is mostly speculation, at least now, and we should wait for two embers to give us the whole picture, but it looks like the reason why aviary exists is because the world was on the verge of collapse and hopeful steward (and a couple more people) wanted — if not to prevent this — at least to try to save someone.
a second chance for the dying world.
they were hoping for a better future despite the inevitable doom. they had hope in the fact that, even in those dark times, the world would bounce back.
and their name says a lot about them. they wake up to see their home destroyed, their friends gone, the bells broken. the only thing alive is the child with a candle in front of them. but they don't succumb to despair, they keep faith, showing the newcomer around, explaining what happened.
they have no reason to believe that the kid that has just fallen fron the sky can restore light. they have no proof they are even able to do such things, that they are strong enough. they just hope.
and their hope pays back, eventually, after oh-so many losses. the world — and, most importantly, its people, — are saved. maybe not in the way any of them wanted but hey, life's tricky like that.
hopeful steward and their village refraim the point of the story, not destroy it. we spent years wandering in an empty kingdom haunted by the ghosts of what once were its people, not knowing what happened, or who they used to be, or if there was a way they could be happy again. and now we know that dark times don't last forever. trees grow back when people leave cities, animals return to where progress preciously exiled them from, and humanity bounces back. life is a cycle, and nothing just stays gone forever. good times come, eventually. with hope and friendship and love.
but it doesn't mean things are exactly the way they used to be, no. the realms are still destroyed. people look very different now. aviary village grows, but it's slow and painful and we are constantly reminded of how nothing is the same anymore (nesting guide looking wistfully at the picture, compassionate cellist and duets guide's dream coming true far too late). many go to the stars because this is an option now, and there is no guarantee the village's inhabitants will stay there forever, just like there was no guarantee back then that they would live there happily ever after.
and eden stayed the same. at the end of the day, all the loss and pain and mistakes of people there were before us is still here. it's just now we're stopping mourning the past and focus on the present instead
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screechingfromthevoid · 7 months ago
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Orym is giving very "I have fallen in love again and that feels like a betrayal to my dead husband" energy.
He's also giving "I care so much about my friends and I have to protect them but the love I have for one is so strong that it's distracting me AND it's not fair to the others"
Like there is so much love contained in the Orym and also so much guilt.
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lasshoe · 2 years ago
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I respect that you need to go home to your son, Ted. But I just want you to consider the possibility that this is your home.
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