#i think of it often

[misty-moth]

One of my fave collection stories, solely for how bonkers it is, was the au where Vlad feigns amnesia to go live in MC’s house because he saw her get dumped moments before and thought he could do better 😭 and ofc game-logic made her fall madly in love with him because of it.

[kottkrig]

Screams in his face that she hates him and then comes back an hour later sobbing and getting snot all over his vestments

[thedevilsrain]

today completes 32 years of the carandiru prison massacre!

on october 2, 1992, a riot began in carandiru jail. it was the biggest prison in brasil and one of, if not the biggest in latin america. it was meant to house around 3500 men.

by that day, there were 9800.

the riot began in the morning. by the early afternoon, the police shock force had entered the seven pavilions which made up the detention center. by the end of the afternoon, the sounds of sirens, gunshots and unintelligible yells had been sure ringing out in the ears of the neighborhood — despite being a massive jail, an equally large neighborhood had been informally built around the seven pavilions.

if you tried hard enough that day, you might've seen a glimpse of the massacre that followed from the windows of the train that followed along the tracks right in front of the jail.

the news and police helicopters flew in circles in the sky, the news and police vans honked and screeched around the street. the murderous police dogs barked while the families of the inmates shrieked and sobbed — their wails immortalized in the reporter's cameras. 111 inmates had been murdered by the police.

the images shown in brazilian televisions that day are perhaps some of the most shocking and gruesome that we had ever seen. there were two that stuck in public conscience the most. the two that, if you ask any brazilian about the massacre, will be the first to pop into their heads.

the first, men, hundreds of them, naked, lined up, some with blood on their skin, in the same fetal position on the hot floor. survivors. the same black hair, the same dark skin, the same vultures in armor that patrolled around them. this would be the poster for the movie carandiru (2003) dir. hector babenco.

the second, blood, crimson, as we had never seen before. dripping down the green floors and walls, the rusted jail cells, the dirty cotton beds. an entire hallway covered in blood, and the vague silhouette of the men that had been left to clean it. of course, there were no pictures released to the press of the men whose bodies the blood belonged to. mostly. brazilian media has always hated prison inmates — there were no doubt those who laughed as the massacre happened. this would be one of the more striking images of racionais MC's diário de um detento (an inmate's journal) a song detailed the day before, during, and after the massacre. "adolf hitler smiles in hell" has always been my favorite line from it.

in 2002, the governor of são paulo ordered the jail to be bombed and demolished.

in 2012, a library and a public park had been opened in its place. the park is called "parque da juventude" (youth park).

in 2022, president bolsonaro pardoned the men who had been court martialed for the massacre. on the same years of its 30th anniversary, the president has pardoned men who had murdered 111 inmates in cold blood, murderers with families and wives and husbands and daughters and sons and granddaughters and grandsons and mothers and fathers and grandmothers and grandfathers.

in 2024, a few weeks ago — close to the massacre's 32th birthday — the são paulo justice court labelled this pardon "constitutional".

it really makes you wonder if some things ever change.

[terrainofheartfelt]

Who do you think would most likely have a threesome in GG? I feel like it would be Carter, Blair, and Serena ha!

first of all, I love that you came to me with this question. I'm honored

for most likely, I think Dan, Nate, and Serena -- the clear solution to the whatever they were doing in 4a was to get with each other. Hell, throw Dan in as Serenate's third in s3! I think beloved @mrs-nate-humphrey wrote that fic? ivy? am I correct?

idk if Blair and Serena could handle being in a threesome, honestly. like the competitive & mercurial push and pull of their relationship--I just don't think they would go there. or that blair would let herself go there. (that being said beloved @mysteriesofloves wrote a beautiful dairthaniel fic that evolved so naturally - actually I think Dan may be the only character in the mix that could balance them out. mixing Blair & Serena in a sexual situation feels like mixing chemicals while cleaning -- ultimately toxic)

I remember reading a Carter/Blair/Serena fic -- I think a margottenenbaum livejournal fic lost to the ether, and it was fun. the premise was like, they pick up Carter during their summer in Paris.

I am also a dairthaniel truther and have written a handful of fics about them. and, my most recent threesome work is Carter/Serena/Dan, and that was real fun.

[kayte-overmoon]

dies but can't find peace because my unfinished business is the discontinued hit youtube minecraft series shadow of israphael

[running-tweezers]

Whoever made that post saying that Tumblr is like the cartoon mouse world running alongside the real world, and all the important cartoon mouse drama just sounds like squeaky chatter to everyone else? I hope they know they changed my life

[memendoemori]

Gotta tell you the "Forgive me, Father" letter from the Durge playthrough hits so remarkably different when you're a queer person raised Roman Catholic

[youngpettyqueen]

Director’s Cut for Leave Your Roles At The Door? (I’d love to hear about the version of this that was almost written where Hawkeye found Radar instead.)

oh yes! I didnt get very far into that version, but ill try to remember what that original plan was

as I recall the set up was going to be the same, with Hawkeye finding Radar in the same spot. this version would've had more of a buildup to Radar's breaking down in sobs, I think, with Hawkeye talking to him a bit more before that happens. I also think that there would've been a really big emotional piece for Hawkeye, struggling to try and comfort Radar while he himself is barely holding it together. I think I would've had Trapper come in earlier, and have more of a role, make it about the both of them being there for Radar, but also being there for each other

there were a couple reasons I didnt go with this version. this was one of my first fics for MASH, and at this point I was still having trouble trying to write Hawkeye. it took a while for me to figure out writing from his POV, and what I was writing just didnt feel like it fit. but then I got to thinking about Margaret, who I had written for at this point, and I was thinking about a couple of the sweeter scenes between her and Radar, and decided to give that a shot. I was very pleased with the result, leave your roles at the door is one of my favourite fics ive ever written and its because its Margaret who finds Radar and I really like how I wrote it

hindsight being 20/20 on that original concept, I think I could've done something interesting with having it be from Trapper's POV. in that case I would've also hinted at Hawkeye's mental state from his perspective, because like. how bad did Hawkeye get that he was given 6 days of R&R? with Frank and Margaret in charge, no less? so I would've implied that an even bigger storm was coming, with this as a momentary respite as they put aside everything to comfort Radar

[bettyrightnow]

honestly this is an incredible tweet

[sweetest-devotion]

HOLY

BIBLE

cunt

[visenyaism]

i don’t know about you guys but the main reason i am still on tumblr in 2024 is BECAUSE it is the most cloutless least influential social media app out there and that is the experience i am after. absolutely none of this will ever translate into significant attention or real success in my life and that is so beautiful.

[froody]

when I was like 15, a drunk woman I didn’t know at a party who was smoking a cigarette on the porch started randomly opening up to me about her infertility journey and I told her how I was my parents rainbow baby after multiple miscarriages and fertility treatments said not to lose hope. she comforted me about being a strange kid without many friends my age (hence why I was at a party full of adults thrown by my uncle) and told me everything would work out eventually. the next time I saw her like 2 years later (small town, mutual friends) she was carrying her newborn. I think about that a lot. it’s easy to feel disconnected from people and but sometimes just talking to them and hearing their point of view and relating makes you feel less alone. even if you’re only each other’s company for a few moments.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[bereft-of-frogs]

There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation

because WHAT are people talking about sometimes

[diornies]

letter to theo by vincent van gogh

[milkywaysted]

Who made the “all quiet on the frontal lobe” post. I love that post