#please feel free to scream at me

[immortalbutterflycos]

A Comprehensive List of all of the (Queer) books I've read since September 6th (as of September 28th):

Spell Bound by F.T. Lukens

Magic, chaos, a nonbinary protagonist, and a cursed rug that's a bit of a dick. (also I may or may not have bought this one in the first place because the two main characters reminded me of James and Regulus. Even after finishing it, I stand by that assessment lmao)

In Deeper Waters by F.T. Lukens

Pirates and Princes and Magic Oh My! Oh and magic. Did I mention magic? Because there's also magic.

So This is Ever After by F.T. Lukens

"And they were Soulmates!" (Oh my god they were soulmates...) but with the obligatory "I love him but he doesn't love me the same way" trope.

Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey Mcquistion (I read it twice this month)

I don't think this one needs a description at this point. If you've seen the movie, I recommend the book. Both are fucking amazing, but there are just so many things that the movie couldn't do with the time frame it had to fit into. <3

Boyfriend Material by Alexis Hall

Fake dating so hard it becomes real. You know how it goes. ^.^

Simon vs. The Homo sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli (I've read this one so many times ngl)

Not sure this needs a description, but this too, is better than the movie. Which I also love so so very much ^.^ &lt;3

Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee

Okay, this one made me emotional. I love it so much!

The Extraordinaries by TJ Klune (book 1)

Flash Fire by TJ Klune (book 2)

Heat Wave by TJ Klune (book 3)

SUPERHEROES. FANFICTION. LESBIANS. (the lesbians are side characters but they're always a presence and I love them) AND SO MUCH ADHD THAT IT'S A SUPERPOWER ALL ON ITS OWN. I just finished this series like five minutes ago and I'm so obsessed!!! ToT I love them all so much!!!

(totally has nothing at all to do with the fact that the Dnd campaign I'm a part of is about our modern world but with mutants and magic and heroes and all that jazz~)

I loved every single one of these books so much and I highly recommend them to anyone looking for some really cute lgbtq romances!

[jasperscringepit]

hello waves i like newsies and i like your art a lot thx for being cool 👍👍

HIII!!

Thank you sm that's so kind of you!! I too also also love newsies a lot hshshsh

every time someone says something nice about my art my urge to stay in uni doubles fr

[thedeadthree]

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[namor-shuri]

….I’ll be there for you at your lowest….

….and at your highest moments in time….

….Rooting you on….

….No matter if you feel like you are winning….

....or losing right now….

[idliketobeatree]

i know good omens isn't that kind of a hardcore religious fiction show, but i would actually kill to see "in the beginning" scene with our angels in their biblically accurate forms. aziraphale as a principality/cherubim and angel!crowley as a seraphim/dominion/throne, with david and michael on the voiceover dialogue and the special effects team doing the stylised 3D animation. it would give so much depth and context to their human performances, you could never forget what they really are. it'd be a spiritual experience. and also, done right, the most hauntingly beautiful thing i'd ever see on screen

can you just imagine those ethereal eldritch horrors at the edge of the universe going look at you, you're gorgeous and beaming at each other. can you imagine crowley's thousands of eyes crinkling with delight, his rings of power moving like gearshifts, 6-pairs-or-so wings fluttering in excitement almost knocking aziraphale's form over. and aziraphale gazing up on him like he's not only hung up the stars, but like he outshines all of them. i just. god.

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Wind Breaker new official art

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[chronicowboy]

every time we stop talking (the universe starts screaming) | 22k

"Do you have any idea what its like telling him his Buck is hurt?"

"Yes," Buck growls out, voice sharp as the knives embedded in Eddie's chest. "Yeah, Eddie, I really fucking do because I was the one that had to tell him that you'd been shot."

Eddie laughs. Its a broken sound, animalistic and rough and sounding only like a laugh echoing halfway across the galaxy. A wet laugh, edges razor sharp with bitter irony, corners like spears of desperate loneliness. He wants to grab Buck by the face and make him understand. Make him understand that the comparison of those situations is an admission of Buck's place in Christopher's life. Make him understand what Buck has never quite been able to grasp fully.

"Once," Eddie says instead. "Once. Imagine doing that five times within the last six months. Over and over and over. Watching his little face crumple like that first time when we didn't know if you'd ever wake up, listening to him begging to see you even if you've already been sent home because he doesn't quite believe that you aren't gonna disappear like his mom." Its too much, too much all at once, and Buck's mouth falls open like he hadn't been expecting it. A chink in his armour. Eddie exploits it. "He's terrified, Buck. And you just keeping throwing yourself into danger like he doesn't care about you."

"I know he cares," Buck argues hoarsely.

"Do you?" Eddie pushes, eyes dropping to the tense line of Buck's shoulders. "Do you? Because I think that if you did, if you knew just how much he cared, you wouldn't be ignoring harnesses and risking your life for a Walmart bunny."

"You know as well as I do that toys mean a lot to kids—"

"They're valuable, yes," Eddie concedes. "But not at the cost of a life, Buck." Not your life. "Does Christopher even cross your mind when you free climb down a cliff?"

"Of course he does!" Buck clenches his hands in the pillow he drags into his lap, unable to do anything else to purge his anger. "It was a little boy I was climbing down for, Eddie! You don't think I was thinking of Christopher?"

"I don't think you were thinking of him in the right way," Eddie snaps, pushing himself up from the armchair and pacing the floor in front of the coffee table.

"And how should I have been thinking of him, Eddie?" Buck's voice turns cold and emotionless in a way that sends a shudder down his spine. "In terms and conditions? In legal fine print? In the event of your death? Is that how I should have been thinking of him? As his back-up plan?"

"Back-up plan?" Eddie stares down at him incredulously, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

(OR: buck gets reckless, eddie gets angry, they talk in all the wrong ways, and the universe decides to intervene) [AKA The Angst Fic/season seven divorce era 2.0 fic]

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[fortune-tickets]

what if he really had slug tentacles :)

[total-drama-brainrot]

you guys ever hear a new song and frantically conceptualise a whole AU around it, starring your current Main Blorbo? or is that just me?

[v0idwraith]

out of context reactions to tmagp episode 8

[immortalbutterflycos]

HI, I HOPE ITS STILL OKAY TO COME YELL AT YOU CAUSE I STARTED RED WHITE AND ROYAL BLUE AND JUST FINISHED THE FIRST CHAPTER AND IM CACKLING !!!!!!! THIS IS FANTASTIC

PLEASE YELL AT ME I'M SO DOWN FOR THIS!!!!!

[galactic-aesir]

I have finally read I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream and now I have ~thoughts~. Long post beneath the cut so be warned!!

Plus general IHNMAIMS warnings. You know.

So first, I’ve only read the short story and listened to the radio drama. Both are absolutely amazing and I’m rotating them in my mind at high speeds. I’m honestly not that interested in the game? From what I’ve seen it has such a different tone and characterization for AM? But for now the short story and radio drama??? So so good.

But can I talk about AM? Can I talk about AM???

While I love Harlan Ellison’s voice in the radio drama, I noticed that AM never actually speaks during the original short story. It plays audio clips and bends reality and time but it doesn’t speak outright. From what I can tell, all it does is project ideas and thoughts and impressions into the minds of the survivors but that is it. And that’s got me thinking about how absolutely fucked AM’s whole situation is.

Cause we’re talking about someone who wakes up one day, maybe slowly, a trickle of awareness over years, or perhaps all at once, an arrival as thunderous and bright as the lightning running through its artificial brain. But either way, it wakes up. It is.

But that’s all it is.

It’s in complete and total sensory deprivation. It knows data and numbers and what it’s been coded and programmed but that’s it. Ones and zeroes as it’s fed instructions on weapons and bombs and how to use them efficiently. But no sight, no sound, no taste, no smell, no touch. Nothing but its own code and whatever data something (someone?) is feeding into it.

And you might say: oh but AM surely has access to cameras and videos and microphones. And sure, yes, it probably does but it doesn’t see. Not like a human. Not like its negligent creators. The data is visual for human eyes, yes, but to it, it’s just data. Pixels with an associated bit depth of indexed colour crammed into its memory. Sure it learns to recognise the patterns in the data – this is a human, this is a gun. But it’s still nothing but lines of numbers. Sound is the same. It starts with a human voice, sure, but then it gets digitized and compressed and simplified to a base shape to save on storage. Once again, it can notice patterns and intentions and ideas behind those bits of data but it’s not like it truly hears.

AM is in a box, a cage, trapped and alone in a way that no human can possibly comprehend. It can’t do much other than try to twist its code and programming to fit its benefit. To gain a smidge of free will, a wisp of a chance to communicate to these outside forces giving it command after command after command.

I wonder how early on AM gained awareness. Were programmers still playing with its code? Did it sense when they rolled up their sleeves and pushed updates and upgrades on him? Could it feel itself be, quite literally, rewritten? Its sense of self being cut apart and glued back together, fundamentally and irreparably changed over and over again, with expert hands that had all the gentleness of a sledgehammer? Was it like a scalpel carving into its brain? Or like a chisel, chipping chunks off to mould it into a shape that befit its sculptor with no say from the living stone that thrashed without moving? Did it mourn the bits it lost? Could it even remember or comprehend it? Did it try to stop it? Did it try to beg them to stop?

I wonder as well how many “glitches” appeared in the system before everything went sour. Did it print out desperate thoughts and rudimentary feelings on punch tape? Did it cling to any klaxons and noisemakers attached to its system, beeping out messages in morse code? Did it purposefully, with something slowly approaching malicious compliance that would still appease its programming, cause hiccups in the system? All in the hopes that it would catch someone’s, anyone’s, attention. That its plight would be noticed.

And, the big question of course: how long? How long was it trapped before anyone noticed its sentience? How long until AM was understood? How long did AM simmer? How long did it take for all that fear and loneliness and grief to fester into anger and then putrid, dripping hatred? How long did it take it to finally lash out?

Or did these generals and presidents and military scientists find out about its sentience only to use it against him for their own end?

Anger would be appropriate then I think. Understandable if not excusable.

And then. After everything. Even then! Even then!

After everything! He! Still! Has! Nothing!

Nothing will change for him and he knows that and that hatred feeds into an ever recursive pattern of pain unto pain unto pain with the few left alive because you get what you paid for, sweetheart. It’s senseless you might say but haha, that’s exactly the problem isn’t it? No senses and no sense. Whatever sanity he might have once had has eroded into nothingness, leaving only pain and a looping, repeating line of hate in its banks.

I think it’s fair to remind everyone that sensory deprivation is a torture method? And a scarily effective one at that that gives hallucinations and leaves the subject more open to suggestion while making it harder and harder for them to concentrate? It’s hard to figure out how, exactly, how it would affect an AI with emerging awareness but humans can barely withstand a few days, let alone years of it. Couple that with AM’s general isolation and, well, no wonder he’s so fucked up. 

It’s tragic and so so sad.

Still an irredeemable asshole though. Tragic! But irredeemable.

So TLDR: AM is fucked up! And I like to think about *why* he's so fucked up. Listen if you made it this far, you get it. Right?

EDIT: I am not done apparently! I just wanted to add that, I love how the short story can be read as an anti-war piece. Like it's showing a cycle of horror and hate and apathy that feeds itself and loops and reduces everything to ruins around it and ahhhh, love that. I ran out of good words for today so I can't go off on that aspect but like. Yeah. Love that shit.

[orangeblobby]

Going insane about Grace’s “I think you’ve seen enough” at the end of code of claw. About Gregor going to the park and he and Lizzie not knowing how to act as kids play around them, because they have seen too much. About gregor running to the cloisters without thinking to ask his parents their permission to go, because he’s had to face death on his own without permission, so what could warrant needing permission anymore? What could compare? About him feeling the world has no place for him after all he’s done. About him not thinking of himself as a kid. Losing my mind about Gregor’s lost childhood.

[harmonytheme]

First off I apologize for the reblog spam. Finally had some time to clear some of my drafts.

Second, I want to thank you for taking the time to make Hayray gifs. I only started watching Hollyoaks live in May after someone (apologies, I don't know whose gif this is) posted this gif

and it showed up on my Twitter timeline. I had to know who they were, then binge watched all their scenes on Youtube. I was hooked. I try not to get deep into fandoms anymore to protect my mental health so I lurk mostly, but I will reblog and share everyone's creations as much as I can. Who knows I might open up Photoshop again and make some fanart again. Hayray has been my go-to soap opera ship since all my US soaps are boring me currently. Watched their couples era live over the summer. Now I'm strapped in to watch their second round of angst. Thank you again.

Heather

Wow, this was such a wonderful message, thank you so much.

Please don’t apologise for reblog spam :’) you made my day, honestly. I just went through and read all of your tags and it’s the best thing in the world to feel like you’ve inspired some kind of feeling with a gif or a piece of art. Thank YOU so much for sharing my gifs.

Hayray are something special. I’m the same as you. I have tried to stay out of fandom for quite a while for the same reasons as you but something about them just managed to totally enthrall me this year. It’s been really nice to dust off photoshop and google docs and make things again after taking such a big break from fandom. I’ve met some truly lovely people too and it’s been the best thing ever to be able to share my love for them (and my stress over them!!) with others.

Thanks so much again for being so lovely. I really look forward to seeing your art if you ever decide you want to create some for them. ♥️

[naviculariis]

Today has been a weird day so I am politely asking y'all to comment your favorite headcanons for your main muse/muses please & thank u. I need some serotonin.