#post [ ic musing ]

[hellsmayflower]

"National boyfriend week,huh? So....who's my boyfriend?"

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

Not to be a total asshole here but if I get one more "I need more! give me more!" comment on my Platonic Sugar Baby Buddie AU, it's going away. It has literally been two weeks since my last update, during which time I've been working on another fanfic, finishing up my second part-time job, working a full-time job, and being an adult with a full life.

I have never experienced this amount of whining in my entire time in this fandom and I can only presume that it's new people to the fandom who have an appalling lack of etiquette.

It's literally people just saying "give me more! I want more! hurry up!" And while none of you are at all entitled to my personal business, it sure doesn't help the depressive episode I'm in that y'all are doing this.

I love sharing my fics with you guys, and I love the enthusiasm and joy that you have for my writing. But the sudden influx of demands for sequels, for specific scenes in fics, unprompted fic, smut, and chapter suggestions, and now just outright demanding like a toddler for an update is disheartening, annoying, and the opposite of encouraging.

Please stop. Please. Please stop.

[nezu-spiketown]

“People like t’say “Oh Nezu ya need t’ make friends”, or “I’m your friend”, or kitsch shite like “friends are found family”, but don’t understand that some ‘a’ us got real issues.

We aren’t perfect over here, mate.

Not by a long shot.

Imma collection of problems an’ trauma, so either you’re cool with it or you’re not. I can’t be anythin’ but me. Take it or leave it. It’s why imma loner, ya feel?

Pffft.

I do m’best but what can ya expect? Imma dark type. We get quiet an’ isolatory from time t’time.

Learn t’trust th’ “relationship” an’ enjoy th’ silence. Trust I’m not as bad as I can be or wanna be sometimes. I just need m’space an’ m’solitude ya feel? It’s part a’ m’creatve process. It isn’t personal. I got no hate in me, an’ I always come back around after a few days or so. I’m loyal to th’ bone, just not extroverted. Be chill.”

[employee052]

messin around with the manga tools in csp using a manga im reading as reference sdjfh (feat. narry as sensei only hes a bitch /aff)

[npdclaraoswald]

Reading a fic where McGucket sees all of the Bill shit in the study and Ford says that they're artifacts he found along with the cave painting. And like, Bill has been harassing people to build that portal for thousands of years, it is actually totally possible that Ford found that gold statue after one of Bill's previous marks made it. But it literally never occurred to me that he didn't commission that thing himself

[a-song-of-art-and-fire]

The Death of Kevan Lannister

"And in their hands, the daggers."

The second in my diorama series of "person ends ADWD being stabbed to death by people he didn't consider a threat". (I have a feeling the editing of ADWD may have spared Barry and the Brazen Beasts being included in the series for now!)

I'm definitely not one of those people who say Kevan Lannister is a good or admirable man, but his death does certainly have a degree of pathos. I always adore the idea that Varys has to off Kevan and Pycelle as the most competent members of the government, not so much because theyve risen to the top as because the bar has continually lowered until mediocrity puts them head and shoulders above the competition. As someone living under the UK government in the 21st century, somehow that image feels very resonant.

As with all my dioramas, this started as a passing fancy when I noticed the Kevan mini could easily be reposed to look like he'd been shot, that got more and more elaborate. I love the winter imagery in Kevan's epilogue, especially the icicles in the red keep, so I definitely wanted to include those, and the white raven letting everyone know the Starks will need new house words - winter has well and truly come. I had fun with all the maester paraphernalia on the desk - theres a glass bottle of wine reflecting candlelight that's probably the most technical bit of painting I've done, and you can barely make it out overall! Another detail I like is the stonework having Targaryen carvings, with Lannister rugs and hangings over the top, and one rug that Kevan has kicked over on being shot - Varys' attack revealing the dragons still beneath the thin veneer of Lannister power.

Finally, I'm sad not to have Pycelle included. It's hard to get minis in anything other than standing or fighting poses, and "old man in robes slumped over a desk" was too much of an ask. I looked at sculpting him myself, but it was just more work than I was willing to put in, so say he's dead just Offscreen of the diorama instead!

[alicentswife1]

.•ᵒ•.•❀ Missandei of Naath as Erato the Goddesses of literature, science and the arts as well as one of the muses.

[daydreamingtetch]

If you have the chance to kick Joker in the Family Jewels what you do it, and to sweeten the pot he'll be completely incapable of taking hilarious vengeance upon you

"ANYTHING FROM A 'FUNNY' PRANK TO, I LOSE AN ARM OR MY LIFE!!!"

Second ask referenced (under readmore for proper space):

[black-queen-rising]

The people taking this dialogue as a legitimate “character flaw” or literally just at face value at all and not as a continuation of the blatant disrespect the writers have not just towards Rhaenyra as the heir of twenty years, but towards anything that could even vaguely be construed as “women’s work”, is the most perfect encapsulation of just how entrenched misogyny is into the very heart of our pop culture and how the popularization of fantasy has managed to worsen our societal view of soft power by painting it as not only weak, but frivolously feminine, unimportant, and a waste of time.

Since the beginning of the show the writers have almost exclusively portrayed Rhaenyra as disinterested if not opposed to her role as heir, as a politician, and a woman in power broadly all against the original canon and all glaringly, not to make her look worse or better or likable or incompetent (they do all those things, almost every episode, with however they need her to affect the plot in that given moment because they’re incapable of having the characters drive it organically) because it’s not truly about her at all. It’s simply because they cannot fathom a story where a woman is politically adept and as a result either 1. evil or 2. boring, and that is fundamentally because once again they are so biased and against portraying anything that could even vaguely be construed as women’s work or at all “feminine-coded” in an even neutral-but-interesting way they do for (stereotypically) masculine-coded activities like sword fighting, horse back riding, dragon riding, hunting, archery, not to mention just the concept of the political conversations that drive these stories, let alone an actually positive way.

They have taken a story that at its core was always an indictment of structural misogyny and how it will literally cause societies to tear themselves apart over nothing. But because they decided at the outset they wouldn’t and couldn’t portray the structural part of said misogyny without scaring away their intended audience, and decided instead to base this all around ultimately meaningless ~team discourse~ (because literally everyone meeting their downfall as a result of the consequences of systemic misogyny is the point) their alternate path has been to over-exaggerate and ultimately turn to spectacle every single woman involved’s individual suffering at the expense of everything else about their characters. It doesn’t matter if that was the intent or not the principle result of this adaptation has been the continual disempowerment and degradation of women and their agency combined with an almost impressively voyeuristic portrayal of their suffering.

The women in this show are not allowed to have interests or hobbies unless it’s to serve to make them seem “bad” in someway, whether that be the discomfort around Helaena’s bugs, the total lack of any positive representation of Alicent’s religiosity, or how the women dragon riders are broadly painted as aggressive, violent, and unnatural. I don’t even have specific examples to list from the other “team” because in order to be portrayed as “likable” to the general audience the women of Team Black are barely allowed to have personalities, let alone distinguishing interests or characterizing hobbies. The agency and autonomy they have been stripped of, collectively, from both historical precedent and actual ASoIaF, is almost entirely in their refusal to allow women’s work to be portrayed positively. There are no balls, no sewing circles, no garden parties, no trappings of power and contests of will in the jewels and gowns Rhaenyra must now loathe to be (their deeply narrow and biased view of) “likable”, there are no female mentorships, and no female friendships, and at every chance they have had to portray these things at both a societal and personal level they have chosen to veer away and instead reinforce their suffering. They have removed women’s avenues and halls of power from this story, while making it very clear there are no others that exist in this world, and they cannot participate in the men’s; if they could this story wouldn’t exist. So we are left with a group of people who are supposedly driving this story, who this story is supposedly about, but they are internally and externally isolated, largely removed from the public eye, angry or distressed to be there on the rare occasions they’re present, disempowered, stripped of personal agency and will, and we’re still told they have power. But if we search for it the only logical conclusion is that any power which does not center on how much suffering they have been through, or how much more they may be dealt, is not only gone, it was never there in the first place.

I don’t enjoy Rhaenyra’s quasi domestic abuse any more than Alicent’s visceral sexual shame and I don’t enjoy the infantilization of Helaena’s character any more than the erasure of Rhaena’s and it is deeply concerning how many people look at these decisions, and nod their heads and say “yes, this is realistic, and not only is it realistic it’s, GOOD, because without horrific psychological and physical abuse and ultimately a complete reduction to every female character as peace loving victims of powerful men’s cruel machinations we could never even SEE how misogyny is so damaging.” And the mindset that drives people to claim that those of us who call out how this is, the definition of benevolent misogyny and say we’re crazy, that we can’t see the complexity, that actually we’re the ones somehow falling back into sexist tropes, or asking for a black and white story when instead the black and white has simply become an insultingly reductive view of evil men versus helpless women and when all else fails, accusing us of wanting a boring story because it’s either not focused on gratuitous individual female suffering, or is focused on the kind of political power every single featured female character on both sides of this conflict wielded in the original book instead of evil man conversations and eviler man dragon-battles, is at its heart why we have come to a place in pop culture where one of its most marquee properties displays and embodies these problems so glaringly in the fucking first place.

[applysome]

Apparently the way my brain is attempting to self soothe my current struggles is with dreams about band guys (two this week, haven’t had any in nine plus months).

Last night’s instalment involved Muse playing a show on ice, a la Disney on Ice (you know Disney on Ice, it’s like Disney, but on ice).

For anyone curious, Matt could do the Plug in Baby spin on ice skates, Chris cool as ever in anything he does and Dom was safe on a little platform; but I guess he couldn’t play bass drum with ice skates on anyway.

At the end of the show, Matt then tried to climb out of the top window in the attached hotel room but was too short to reach and gave up, and wasn’t very happy when I pointed this out to him 🤣 he was also still wearing ice skates…

Even in my dreams I manage to embarrass myself in front of my faves or piss them off, thank goodness I’ve never met any in real life as I only imagine it would be worse…

I will not be delving into what this says about my psyche 😅

[ategods]

thinking about making a solo blog again 🫥

[kerothi]

"Man, what a mess."

[astrxlfinale]

"Y'know.. Throughout all my Trailblazing, maybe I have been a touch too reckless, off the beaten path. Sometimes the laws of the land may have a point after all."

He perceives her, Ms.Zhu Yuan that is.

[erabundus]

HAPPY BLOG ANNIVERSARY!

it's  officially  midnight  here,  which  means  i'm  allowed  to  post  this!  so ...  happy  one  year  anniversary  of  enduring  the  plague  of  avalon  upon  your  dashboards!  alternatively,  thank  you  so  much  for  giving  me  a  place  to  babble  about  my  #1  favorite  comfort  character  who  has  experienced  zero  comfort.  (  i  swear  i  am  being  SO  NORMAL  about  this.  yes i did literally buy  cake  and  party  hats.  )  whether  we  speak  on  the  daily,  you've  just  gotten  here  or  anywhere  in  between,  i  want  to  extend  my  sincerest  gratitude  for  being  on  this  absolutely  wild  ride  of  a  blog  with  me.  there's  been  ups  and  downs,  but  ultimately  i  feel  like  my  passion  for  writing  has  been  ignited  stronger  than  it's  ever  been  before.  i  am  still  always  so  excited  whenever  i  get  the  chance  to  log  on  here  and  create  stories  with  all  of  you  —  and  i  wouldn't  have  that  opportunity  if  it  wasn't  for  this little  corner  of  the  internet  you've  helped  make truly special.

there  are  so  many  of  you  i  feel  lucky  to  have  met.  (  and  so  many  i  would  love  to  get  to  know  better,  too!  )  i  hope  we  can  continue  writing  together  for  many  more  anniversaries  to  come.  and  if  the  day  ever  comes  that  they  finally  pull  the  plug  on  this  cockroach  of  a  hellsite,  i'll  forever remember  this  community  as  the  rpc  that  got me to  laugh  at  petrichor.

have  a  wonderful  day  /  night!  i'm  sharing  the  cake  with  everyone  in  spirit.

[splicedskies]

"So I was grilling some mushrooms over the campfire earlier and I had a sudden thought. Cause.. my Pokémon started talking about families.. And Albert started talking about his and.." He hummed.

"And I realized that even with my Mom missing-"

"Sometimes a family is a bunch of animals that barely come up to my knees, an adult with a dark aura and lots of gadgets, a weird train uncle that jumpscares you, and a chaotic best friend who could probably fight the world if they were allowed to.." He hummed, chewing on a berry.

[metaladam]

The dark clouds hungover the Pride ring like the top of a coffin, the crackle of golden lightening being the only thing to break the silence that filled the Hellscape. Behind the pearly gates Adam stood in front of his vast legions, bolstered by support from various councilors. The blade that had been gifted to him shimmer with a wicked and black light underneath his robes.

Looking over his vast army, he knew there would be all types of fights ahead of them. This extermination would prove to be the greatest one yet. Less of someone killing an infestation and more like an ancient battle of old. This would be his finest hour.

Adam took in his hand and addressed his legions.

" The day is finally here, babes! We've got Hell on its knees for us! I know some of you might not be so certain about this, given Michael's 'edict' but don't worry! By the end of this day the commands of Michael won't mean anything more then pig shit! That bastard is in bed with demons, hence why he's lined the Princess's shitty little Hotel with his own soldiers. We might have to fight on our own, but remember, this is for the good of Heaven, they stand in our way they are the enemy. Period.

Its time to END the rise of sinners, CRUSH the concept of redeemed sinners, and CRIPPLE Hell once and for all! now...STEP IN SIDE! WALK THIS WAY! YOU AND ME BABES! HEY! HEY! "

The sound of guitar flaring to life as the black sky below lit up in a bright light that far eclipsed the crimson son of Hell. For the angels watching Adam was consumed by an almighty holy fire.

" Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on

Livin' like a lover with a radar phone

Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp

Demolition woman, can I be your man?

Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light

Television lover, baby, go all night

Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet

Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah!

So c'mon, take a bottle, shake it up

Break the bubble, break it up....!"

" POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEE!

OOOOOH IN THE NAME OF LOVE!

POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEE!

COME ON FIRE ME UP!

POUR YOUR SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I CAN'T GET ENOUGH!

OOOOH!

I'm hot, sticky sweet

From my head to my feet, yeah! "

Shooting off the ground, twirling in holy light as he played his guitar he hung over them all.

" Listen! red light, yellow light, green-a-light go!

Crazy little woman in a one man show!

Mirror queen, mannequine, rhythm of love!

Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up!

Lucid love!

You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little

Tease a little more

Easy operator come a knockin' on my door

Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet

Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah, yeah

Give a little more!

So c'mon, take a bottle, shake it up

Break the bubble, break it up….!"

" POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEE!

OOOOOH IN THE NAME OF LOVE!

POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEE!

COME ON FIRE ME UP!

POUR YOUR SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I CAN'T GET ENOUGH!

I'm hot, sticky sweet

From my head to my feet, yeah!"

The sound of the various instruments grew louder and louder with each flash of golden light that erupted from his shimmering form, a sight that the demons in Hell would have seen as well. For several moments he'd continue with this as Adam continued to play his music.

" UGH, you got the peaches, I got the cream

Sweet to taste, saccharine

Cause I'm hot, hot, so hot, sticky sweet

From my head, my head, to my feet

Do you take sugar? one lump or two?

Take a bottle! SHAKE IT UP!

Break the bubble....BREAK IT UUUUUUUUUUUP!

POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEE!

OOOOOH IN THE NAME OF LOVE!

POUR SOME SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEE!

COME ON FIRE ME UP!

POUR YOUR SUGAR ON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

I CAN'T GET ENOUGH!

Yeah! Sugar me!"

The moment the lyrics were finally over, Adam would extend a single finger forward, his head hurled into the air as he looked up at the sky, eyes closed with passion as he gave the command.

"ATTAAACK!

YEEEAAAAAHYAYAYAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

@timetoprey @mourningstarred @reshelldential @rejectmercy @danger-tits-lute @heartscfvalor @angelichooves @