Thinking abt splatoon + gender again. Cuz race and class divides are so very present but do they truly have gender equality? Do they have gender roles at all?
The characters, arguably more androgynous than humans, are still technically sexually dimorphic. And the roles of idols are (god bless!) in the way of inkfish, completely female dominated. Is that a gender role? Are there other roles that traditionally fall on females vs males?
Cuz another factor is that the biggest tell of a characters gender is the voice pitch... Relevant because the game is so heavy on music and bands. I wonder if its based on voice that the idols get their jobs, and traditionally a higher voice is selected for the role, but its also true that the idols tend to have more distinguishably female bodies... what is the truth. What is the state of gender and gender equality in the post apocalyptic future
there is nothing more delightful than hearing forsy talk about fishing absolutely nothing more delightful than that so behold. forsy talking about fishing.
"More than just hockey, you're also a big fisherman. Why fishing?"
"I don't know, it's something that I did growing up with my grandpa, my dad and my two brothers. It's a good way to relax and get your mind off hockey—Everything really in life. You're focusing on fishing and that's it."
"So, when are you buying your boat here in South Florida?"
"Well...we'll see. It's mostly a summer thing but I wouldn't mind a boat. I'm pretty simple like that! It's hockey, fishing and family-life. Yeah, that is pretty much it for me."
"You're a simple man!"
"Yep!"
"It's good! It's probably why you're a good player 'cuz you got your focuses. You're locked in!"
"Yeah, yeah."
WSFL Inside South Florida | 4.11.24 (x)
"When you disconnect—When you step away from the rink, what are some of the things you like to do over the course of the summer?"
"I'm a big fishing guy, so that's pretty much all I do when I'm working out back home."
"Where do you go to fish? Where are the big spots in Sweden?"
"Can't tell you the best spots. Just around—We actually—Me and my fiancée just bought a house back home. We haven't seen it yet so it's gonna be fun to see the house by the lake...I'm gonna fish that way."
"It is furnished? Or are you walking into an empty house?"
"No, it's gonna be empty!"
"Oh, that's a summer project!"
"Yeah, so we got a lot of things to do."
"What do you go for? What's the most exciting thing you've pulled in?"
"I enjoy pike fishing. I love big pikes. That's probably my favourite."
"Is that part of the off-season workout? I mean, the upperbody gets a good workout fishing."
"Oh, yeah. I think it's a lot of mental, too! Like, a mental game. So, you know, you gotta stay patient. It's a lot of fun."
Territory Talk | 6.15.22 (x)
"First question, I gotta ask you. What's something recently—off the ice, outside of hockey—that's brought you joy?"
"Ooh! When I'm home during summer usually I fish a lot. So, that's something I really enjoy. I've been doing a lot this summer...Yeah, fishing, I would say."
"Fishing. That's something you do with friends, with family, by yourself?"
"Yeah. Actually both. I fish with my brothers and my dad, and a lot of buddies."
"That sounds great! That sounds like a nice way to unwind!"
"It is!"
"—And the total opposite sort-of mentality of hockey which is so 'go-go-go-go!' physical in-your-face."
"Yeah, it's still very competitive. Fishing it's—but it's fun!"
"When you're dealing with a professional athlete I can't imagine theres anything that's not at least a little competitive."
"Exactly!"
Miami Mic'd Up | 10.12.23 (x)
"We're seeing you're a big outdoorsman... ya like fishing?"
"Yeah. I love—I'm a big fisherman."
"Yeah? Do you have any—Have you been on a big fishing trip? Or you've just been fishing in Sweden? Down there in Florida? Where you at and what do you like to fish?"
"In Florida it's mostly deep sea fishing. I'm more a lake guy. I mean, I'm starting to get into it more here in Florida. Ekblad is fishing a lot, so, he took me out a couple times. It's pretty cool to get a big Tuna and stuff like that...but I'm more of a lake guy, I would say."
"Does Ekky make you pull in the big fish? 'Cuz he already said how big and strong you are, 'throwing a 250'... He's like—he gives it over to you or what?"
"Yeah, but he's got the whole electric stuff so he's—"
"Oh, he's cheating! With the big rod riggers!"
"Yeah! He rigs—"
"He got into that a few years ago when I was down there with him. He's still into it, he's still on that deep sea stuff. I can never do it, it made me sick."
"Yeah. Yeah, he is."
NHL Network | 3.14.24 (x)
man who absolutely wanted to be asked to reel in a big one by his partner but absolutely did not get the privilege because ekkys gone electric mourn for him hes want to be a big strongman and useful but now he cant because of technology.
but also the lakeguy vs seaguy fishing fued we got here is utterly delightful im not surprised if ekky took him out fishing just to try and convince him that its better can you imagine the amount of squabbles theyve got in over fishing. but also ekky took him out fishing. several times. like that happened. okay im gonna normal about that 👍
also not them damsel in distressing ekky like ohhhhh does he make you do the heavy stuff he talks soooooo much about how big and strong you are does he put you to work *bats eyelashes*
forsy, who really desperately wants to be put to work: no no he doesnt 😔😔
and here are just the multitude of photos of forsy fishing (redfin perches and northern pikes) over the years and posting it to ig and the captions are all filled with the weight and length of the fish like oh hes a real fishin boi give me those numbers (x)(x)(x)(x)(x)(x)
my sister and i had vague plans to go to a museum or to the antiques mall today but since it was raining i convinced her to stay home and play overcooked with me almost all day (she is not a video games person) and it was so great and we laughed a lot. now she's out getting dinner with some high school friends that also live around here
how and why is there discourse about whether or not certain queer identities exist/if people should be allowed(???) to use them. why is "people know their own identity better than you ever could, and they're the only one who get a say on what they are" such a tough concept to grasp
i think if you find yourself offended by the label someone uses (especially if they're a stranger) or think it invalidates your own, it's a good idea to look inside yourself and question why that may be. more often than not, it's a result of insecurity or uncertainty of your own identity (or many other things, but i won't make a whole list here). whatever reason it is, until you resolve it, you shouldn't take it out on people for having an identity you don't understand
many have said it before but it's worth saying over and over. infighting only helps our oppressors. conservatives don't care if you're a cis gay or a xenogender aegosexual aplatonic lesbian, they hate all of us either way. trying to fit in by going for people who are easier targets for them isn't gonna help you, it'll just alienate you from your own community, and you're never gonna please them. the momentary rush you get from hearing you're not like "one of /those/ gay people" is not worth it and is gonna do more harm in the long run, i assure you
also, it is important to me to say this, but having some less than nice kneejerk reaction caused by confusion about an identity you don't understand doesn't mean you're a bad person or anything. as long as you aren't mean to that person, and you take a second to think smth along the lines of "wait a minute, this isn't any of my business" after having said reaction, you're good 👍 a lot of reflexive reactions we have to things are ingrained into us simply by. well. living in a society 🤡 and you're not terrible for having those thoughts. it's your actions that matter, and your second thought (the "wait, why did i just think that?") is more defining of your actual character and morals than your reflex. i know that having thoughts like this, even tho they're unwanted, can very easily make one spiral, so it's important to me that whoever needs to hear this knows this doesn't make you a bad person 🙏 you're good, keep taking actions to be good, accept other people even if you don't understand them, and you're on the right track :)
not my dad not liking moral orel season 3 🤭🤭🤭that's so embarrassing for him (<- he's not wrong for feeling that way but i think it's like 60% because he doesn't like it when art gets weird and that's so so tragic for him)
I should have been graduating but my parents fucked me over so they could take money from me lol lmao even
at least deep down I know that a degree doesn’t mean a single thing anymore and it’s just a filter for your resume to be auto rejected or have a 5% chance of being viewed by a real person
but yeah that filter hurts now. then again it seems like most jobs are fake posts now.
itchy tooth all day. constant runny nose & cough continuing on 5 days after I recovered from my cold. ears feeling plugged/high-pressure and popping (then getting replugged again) over the past week. haven’t heard things around me properly in days. I’m about to bite into someone
I know people on tumblr looove stories of underwater cave diving, but I haven't seen anyone talk about nitrogen narcosis aka "raptures of the deep"
basically when you want to get your advanced scuba certification (allowing you to go more than 60 feet deep) you have to undergo a very specific test: your instructor takes you down past the 60+ foot threshold, and she brings a little underwater white board with her.
she writes a very basic math problem on that board. 6 + 15. she shows it to you, and you have to solve it.
if you can solve it, you're good. that is the hardest part of the test.
because here's what happens: there is a subset of people, and we have no real idea why this happens only to them, who lose their minds at depth. they're not dying, they're not running out of oxygen, they just completely lose their sense of identity when deep in the sea.
a woman on a dive my instructor led once vanished during the course of the excursion. they were diving near this dropoff point, beyond which the depth exceeded 60 feet and he'd told them not to go down that way. the instructor made his way over to look for her and found a guy sitting at the edge of the dropoff (an underwater cliff situation) just staring down into the dark. the guy is okay, but he's at the threshold, spacing out, and mentally difficult to reach. they try to communicate, and finally the guy just points down into the dark, knowing he can't go down there, but he saw the woman go.
instructor is deep water certified and he goes down. he shines his light into the dark, down onto the seafloor which is at 90 feet below the surface. he sees the woman, her arms locked to her sides, moving like a fish, swimming furiously in circles in the pitch black.
she is hard to catch but he stops her and checks her remaining oxygen: she is almost out, on account of swimming a marathon for absolutely no reason. he is able to drag her back up, get her to a stable depth to decompress, and bring her to the surface safely.
when their masks are off and he finally asks her what happened, and why was she swimming like that, she says she fully, 100% believed she was a mermaid, had always been a mermaid, and something was hunting her in the dark 👍
18+, afab, dubcon, mean johnny, basically just me rambling about perv soap eating you out against your will, smidgen of daddy kink (johnny referring to himself as daddy like once or twice), dropping this then going to bed 👍
he’s all thorough and deep and manhandling you - big hands digging into your plush thighs, squeezing the soft skin with an almost painful grip. keeping you right where he wants you, right where he needs you.
even better if you’re giving him some struggle and trying to squirm away, as if you could ever overpower his brute strength. even now, as he was wrapping his hairy arms around your hips to keep you still, you could see his muscles rippling beneath a good layer of fat. scars littered his broad, muscled body - you could only imagine what he’d endured to earn all of them. stabbed, shot, burned. all proof that he was stronger than you, mentally and especially physically.
tears pricked your eyes as the thought crossed your mind how easily he could kill you in five seconds flat if he wished. he could easily come up from between your legs and snap your neck if he got tired of your squirming.
his scruff was scratching your inner thighs as he bit at your sensitive skin, tugging your plush skin into his mouth and damn near growling into it.
“quit yer squirming, birdie. you’ll take what i give you.” is all he says before he’s diving into your pussy, tongue lapping at your folds.
a sob tore from your lips as his tongue pushes past the seam of your cunt.
he’s so fucking messy and mean, getting his fill of your cunt and taking every bit of you for himself. he was loud and obscene, growling and grunting into your pussy as he sucked your folds into his mouth one at a time.
you wish warmth wasn’t bubbling in your core from his ministrations between your thighs and the sounds of him slurping up your juices.
no matter how much you wriggled or tried to bat him away, swatting at where his head lay between your thighs - you couldn’t help the tightness that coiled in your stomach.
every time you tried to fight him off of you, his hands would move up to grab your wrists in an almost painful grip. he would growl into your cunt, a sound so solid and full of gravel that it sent chills up your spine.
your cunt would flutter around his tongue when he growled into it, betraying how sensitive you were no matter how much you cried big fat tears of protest.
“s-stop, st-ah!” your cries of protest, albeit weak, were interrupted by a choked out cry as he shoved two thick fingers in beside his tongue.
his mouth and tongue never stopped devouring you as his fingers started working you apart from the inside. he gave you no time to get accustomed to the intrusion of his fingers, just immediately set on taking up space inside your cunt. dead set on splitting you open, keeping your folds spread and coaxing more and more reluctant cries from your glossy lips.
his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked none too gently, his tongue flicking over the bud at the same time.
“never gonna stop, pup. ye’ can keep cryin’ though. sound even prettier when ye do that.” he talks into your cunt before shoving his tongue back in, his fingers never faltering or slowing.