#red blue gays strike again . to me.

[toelessbastard]

finished mashle. finished mashle. finished mashle. the fanfic authors LIED TO MY GOOD FACe

[pippin-katz]

I understand being upset that Mary & George is about filthy sex vs. RWRB but also... As a queer person, straight people have shows like GoT which are mostly filthy hetero sex so we can have the same.

People had sex for power throughout history, that's just how it is. And George was mentioned in the RWRB novel by Henry specifically so to have Nick portray him in this show is pretty cool.

You misunderstand me.

I have absolutely no qualms about Mary & George being the show that it is. I have no problem with it being raunchy and sex-filled. I'm entirely for variety of content and genres for all groups of people.

What I was pointing out is that this show is truly getting attention. There's interviewers, articles, social media posts, etc. that are all buzzing about it. It's not just a niche group of book fans that are anxiously awaiting the adaptation. There is a lot of hype, and one of the first things everyone mentions when discussing this show is the sex.

That's all completely fine, but I can't help but feel like this excitement and anticipation would not have applied to Red, White & Royal Blue, even if it had gotten the promo it should've.

People love getting excited/flustered/teasing/curious over sex on the screen, particularly if it's dirty and/or kinky. "Sex sells" is a saying for a reason.

It hurts to finally get a movie like Red, White & Royal Blue, that is beautiful, hopeful, funny, happy, and unapologetically queer, without it being the center plot point, and know deep down that it would never get as much praise or attention as something like Mary & George would.

The painful truth is that for the general masses, gay relationships boil down to sex. It's what they think of first. It's what some of them only think about. When a ship/pairing is proposed, what's one of the very first questions asked or teased about?

"Who's the top and who's the bottom?"

It is treated as something that they are expected to share based on how casually it's asked. You would never ask that question to a heterosexual couple even though those terms can be applied to them too. It's all they want to talk about, and yet they're also oblivious and ignorant. I mean, for fuck's sake, at least 75% of the viewing population of RWRB, even those who would consider themselves dedicated allies, did not know that men could have missionary sex. All they picture when they think of gay sex is rough, back-to-chest sex where they aren't facing each other. It did not even occur to them as a possibility that men could have gentle, face-to-face sex.

Loving sex is rarely depicted between queer couples on the screen, which is what made Red, White & Royal Blue so different and important.

The film is also not centered around their sexualities. They are contributing factors to the plot, but they are not the focus the way it is in movies like Love, Simon. Taylor recently quoted Matthew with this phrase: "It is not a gay love story; it's just a love story."

Henry and Alex's relationship is depicted no differently than any heterosexual romcom couple. If you switched one of them to a woman, you could play the plot out the exact same way; all you would change would be the scrutiny based on their sexualities, which can be substituted for class differences, race, or literally anything else that the public could hold against them.

And to clarify again, there is nothing wrong with showing the other side of this. I have no problem with it whatsoever!

It is just disappointing and frustrating to see how fast and easily the media flock to a show like Mary & George because it's so "outrageous" and "sexy", while Red, White & Royal Blue has practically been brushed off only six months following its release after it dominated the worldwide charts for several weeks.

I know what people will say: "Oh, the window for promo has passed!" "Oh, they're still talking about it a bit!" "Oh, it's because of the strike!"

Yes, it was, but I cannot shake the feeling that even if it hadn't happened, Red, White & Royal Blue would have still gotten the short end of the stick compared to something like Mary & George, or The Idea Of You that's coming out later. I'm pushed more towards that mindset after RWRB lost the SAG award the other night even though it was easily the best one on that list.

RWRB is treated as inferior and has already suffered from homophobic Hollywood standards multiple times, but I almost guarantee you that M&G will receive mountains of praise and awards, despite being way more explicit than RWRB is.

That is what I have a problem with.

[forzacharlie16]

The Less I Know The Better

pairing: Kiri Sully x fem!reader🌟🪷🫧

summary: Kiri can’t help but think of her best friend in ways she shouldn’t. She’s shouldered the burden long enough, but when she tries to confess, disaster strikes. Her plan fails horribly and now her life is ruined… all because of some stupid boy!

warnings: gay people😈 kiri being a simp but also so oblivious to reader, the sully family supporting their lesbian daughter!!! as they should, no homophobia this is a safe space, lo’ak being a meanie (not genuine), tuk being the no. 1 matchmaker in pandora, fluff, some angst that gets resolved almost immediately bc i’m impatient

word count: 4.9k (damn)

author’s note: don’t flame me if this is bad, this is my first tumblr fic😪 ALSO i named her alu but only bc i refuse to use y/n, so it’s still kiri x reader and not kiri x oc! [i know my first fic was supposed to be neteyam x fem oc but… kiri <3🤭🫀😍🫂👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻]

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Kiri started the day by being kicked in the face by Tuk, they younger girl slamming her heel straight into her sister’s nose in an attempt to outrun the yerik (hexapede) chasing her in her dream. Of course, it bled- badly- meaning Tuk was left staring at Kiri’s hunched over spine in floods of tears as the older girl diligently mopped the red from her face, smothering the wound with a damp rag. Jake had sat by Tuk in an attempt to calm her tears, but even after Kiri had pronounced several times that she was genuinely fine, Tuk was still overcome by a tearful sequence of hiccups, ones that shook her small body entirely.

Lo’ak had teased Kiri for the blossoming bruise in the centre of her face, once beautiful blue skin now a discoloured and uneven purplish colour, calling her all sorts of names, mostly just variations of narvä’ (ugly). She had ignored him, instead making it her mission to trip him over so he would hit his face just as bad (which he did, but he blamed it on Kiri pushing him into a tree root rather than his painful lack of spatial awareness). Now with somewhat matching marks, both na’vi made their way towards Mo’at’s hut in order to get some salve for the bruising, something Kiri had unfortunately run out of a few days before, using the last of her stash to apply to a small mark on Tuk’s shin to stop the girl’s frown drooping right off her face.

The tsahik sensed the disturbance to her calm aura immediately, beads clicking together as she turned her head to observe the way they hovered by the entrance to the healer’s tent. She clicked her tongue, “Ack! Why is it always you two?”

Lo’ak just shrugged, moving to sit opposite the woman  with a sheepish smile, pointing to the thin cut on the bridge of his nose from the tree root. “Kiri’s fault. She almost killed me.”

“I did not!” Kiri refuted, smacking his shoulder as she folded her legs beneath her to sit beside him, tugging the woven shawl hanging over her shoulders closer. “He fell because he’s a skxawng (moron/idiot).”

“Liar,” Lo’ak hissed in English, sending her a fierce glare, to which she only responded by sticking out her tongue and humming childishly as Tuk would.  

Mo’at clucked her tongue again and they stopped, turning to face her. “And you,” she gestured to Kiri, “what happened?”

“Tuk was running from yerik in her dream, and I fell victim to her foot.”

Her grandmother smiled fondly, “She should be able to sleep by herself now.”

“She can,” Kiri grumbled, “she just likes to sleep near me. Which is fine but... I’m not a fan of her kicking habit.”

“She’s never kicked me,” Lo’ak shrugged boastfully.

“She has bit you though.”

His smug look dropped immediately, ears falling flat against his skull as he remembered the vicious bitemark on his bicep from his little sister. “Oh yeah.”

“Come closer, and don’t flinch,” Mo’at ordered, slathering a thick layer of a grey paste to her grandchildren’s noses, tail swishing in frustration as they flinched away from the smell and coldness.

“Bleugh, that’s worse than ikran shit,” Lo’ak cursed, shrieking lightly when Mo’at smacked the back of his head. “Ngaytxoa, ngaytxoa (sorry, sorry)! But it’s true!”

Kiri just shuddered, focusing intently on counting the beads in her hair instead of the godawful stench on the middle of her face. Sometimes knowing what was in the pastes was better, but this one was worse.

“Okay,” Mo’at stood quickly, shooing them towards the entrance, “leave now. I’m busy healing people who actually need help.” She gave them each a small pat on the cheek before shooing them out again more aggressively, the bangles and adornments on her arms rattling as she did.

“Irayo si (thank you),” Lo’ak shouted behind him, Kiri bowing her head, before they disappeared further into the village.  

“Eywa this shit is so gross,” Lo’ak mumbled quietly, leaning closer to Kiri’s ear as they navigated through the growing crowd of early morning hustle and bustle.

“It’ll fade away in a minute,” Kiri muttered, scratching at her upper lip with a slight grimace. It was like she could taste it!

“Yip! Kiri! Lo’ak! Matu (hey)!”

The two na’vi stopped still, turning round to follow the direction of the voice to see Alu rushing over, eyes still hazy with sleep.

“Kxi (hello),” Kiri smiled softly, feeling her face warm as her friend came closer.

It was obvious she was preparing to draw them into a hug, but both Sully’s stepped back awkwardly, shaking their heads. “Um… we have Mo’at’s bruise salve on,” Lo’ak explained quickly upon seeing her face fall slightly.

Immediately she wrinkled her nose, dropping her hands to her side. “Oh ew. What happened?”

Lo’ak shrugged, “I tripped into a root and Tuk kicked Kiri in her sleep, both smashed our noses though.”

“Wiya (damn)… ’ak (ouch). You should be more careful,” they started to continue walking and Kiri couldn’t help feeling upset by the way that Alu was solely addressing Lo’ak. “I swear Lo, it’s always you getting hurt from doing something dumb,” she laughed, her hand brushing his arm quickly. Kiri’s heart lurched. Lo? Gross.

Lo’ak just held his hands up, turning the attention to his sister who had started to sulk a few steps behind them. “It was her fault,” he huffed, “she tripped me!”

Kiri just rolled her eyes, watching a dazzling smile appear on Alu’s face. “You deserved it, you were making fun of me for my nose saying I looked gross, so I thought it was only just.”

Alu gasped, laughing as Lo’ak spluttered out insults, falling into step with Kiri and linking arms. She leaned closer, close enough for Kiri to feel the tickle of her hair against her cheek as she whispered, “Don’t tell him, but you should’ve broken his nose for that.”

Kiri’s ears twitched and Alu let out a quiet chuckle that she muffled beneath her palm. “You’re right,” Kiri mused, “next time.”

Lo’ak checked over his shoulder to see if the girls were even following him only to see Kiri’s bioluminescent freckles glowing more and more as Alu continued whispering to her in a faux hushed voice, occasionally giggling and dropping her forehead to rest against the woven shawl she wore. He grinned evilly at her and winked, ignoring the look of sheer panic on his sister’s face, and continued walking ahead, whistling as he went.

Eventually, Alu tore herself away from Kiri’s side with a small frown, dismissing herself from their company to go aid her siblings in their chores- chores that she had initially abandoned to run over to talk to them before getting distracted and following them on their walk. As soon as she was out of earshot, Lo’ak started making loud and obnoxious kissy noises, to which Kiri lunged at him, raising her fist to slam it against his chest. “Fnu (be quiet)!” she hissed, nose twitching as Lo’ak continued to tease her, the laughter bubbling out of him in a way that she found incredibly frustrating. “Lo’ak,” she groaned, tugging at her hair in desperation, yellow eyes big and wide like Tuk’s when she'd try to convince people to be nice to her when she’d been a menace. Lo’ak stopped teasing, coughing loudly in hopes it’d smother his remaining laughter and sent Kiri a shy half smile.

“Ngaytxoa (sorry),” he said, nudging her shoulder with his as they circled back to their family’s hut. “I was just joking.”

“I know,” Kiri muttered, taking a deep breath in, “it’s just… I really try not to make it obvious.”

Lo’ak pulled a face of sheer disbelief (one that he’d seen his father pull frequently as if forgetting people could see him) but immediately shook it off, knowing it’d only piss Kiri off. “In the nicest way possible… you’re shit at subtlety.”

“Kalweyaveng (son of a bitch),” she laughed, pushing one of her braids behind her ear.

“I’m being honest! Serious, swear it, on Eywa!”

“On Eywa?”

Lo’ak nodded, face as solemn as he could muster.

“Shit,” she breathed, scratching at her chin awkwardly.

“Shit indeed,” he echoed, “but don’t worry, ‘m fairly sure the family’s subtlety ran out after Neteyam.”

“True, sa’nok is only subtle half the time.”

“Yeah, and dad? Cannot keep it together for one moment, he’s an… what’s the phrase? A readable-“

“An open book?”

“Yeah! Yeah, he’s an open book.”

“Who’s an open book?” A deep voice questioned, causing both Lo’ak and Kiri to glance at each other nervously. They seemed to forget about their father’s ability to sneak up on people. Shit.

“Umm…”

“Spider,” Lo’ak blurted. “He’s all like, blah blah blah, and all that shi… y’know?”

Jake tilted his head to the left, brows furrowing ever so slightly and Lo’ak winced. Shit, again.

“You’re up to something,” Jake concluded, folding his arms across his chest.

“Whaaat?” Kiri laughed, voice cracking slightly. She coughed. “No, I mean, no we’re not.”

“Lo’ak…”

“No sir, Kiri speaks nothing but the truth, Devil Dog sir. Umm Alpha Bravo Charl…” He lifted his hand to his brow in mock salute, elbow raised high.

Jake just rolled his eyes, tweaking Lo’ak’s twitching ear gently with a smug smile playing on his face- Kiri couldn’t help but marvel how similar Lo’ak looked to him when he pulled that face. “Get back inside, skxawngs,” he laughed, watching them practically run back to their hut, tails tucked between their legs.

Perhaps the Sully’s were notorious for their lack of subtlety, but everyone knew Kiri and Lo’ak were the worst at it.

By the time he got back to the hut, Kiri and Lo’ak were already squabbling again, this time over a piece of fruit, an argument Neytiri was refusing to acknowledge given her very obvious eye rolls and the fact that she was faced away from them with Tuk tugging at her hair.

Jake whistled sharply, watching Kiri and Lo’ak’s face fall blank, eyes wide and mouths agape. He grinned again, laughing at their dumbstruck faces, and Neteyam chuckled into his own fruit.

“Skxawngs,” he hummed fondly, stroking his wife’s cheek absentmindedly before attacking Tuk with tickles. “Rutxe (please) Tuk, ‘ak (ouch),” he cried dramatically once she had gotten a fierce hold on the roots of hishair and started tugging relentlessly, small legs kicking wildly.

“Ngaytxoa sempul (sorry dad),” she giggled, letting go only for him to sweep her up in his arms again, swinging her round. “Ahhh! Ftang, ftang (stop, stop)!”

Jake grinned, slowly yielding, and placing her back on the ground, where she immediately ran to curl up in Neytiri’s arms for safety. “Alright, ‘evi (kid), go hide like always. I’ll getcha again.”

“Ma’Jake,” Neytiri hummed, smoothing her palm over Tuk’s kuru gently, watching her mate hold his hands up in surrender before sitting down nearer to his teenagers.

“Kiri… Lo’ak, what happened to your face, ‘evan (boy)?”

Lo’ak looked up from the thread he was messing with, eyes wide and panicked, quickly swallowing his mouthful before prearing to launch into a great tale of dramatics. Kiri noticed this and beat him to it: “He fell into a tree root.”

Lo’ak kicked her. “Nuh uh! She,” he pointed at Kiri, the tip of his finger poking her cheek, “pushed me over and I fell. I was violently attacked!”

“That’s not true!” She squawked, staring up at Jake as innocently as she could.

“Does sound like you Kiri,” Neteyam added, wincing at the death glare she sent his way.

Lo’ak laughed slightly at the way Neteyam balked and Kiri’s glare flicked over to him, somehow more furious than when she looked at Neteyam. It was an uncomfortable heat swirling in her eyes, and it was making him itch, even when she cast her eyes to the floor. “She did push me,” he started again, more desperately than before, anxious to escape Kiri’s rage. “She told Alu she did!”

That did it.

Kiri slowly turned to face Lo’ak again, face frozen in pure shock. He recovered quickly and grinned cheekily whilst meeting his dad’s eye.

“Lo’ak…” she whispered painfully, almost choking on the word.

“You told Alu, hey? Hmm. She’s nice,” Jake smiled knowingly, looking just like Lo’ak once again. Kiri visibly deflated.

“I was kidding,” Kiri spat, crossing her arms, and sulking.

“Ah, ah, ah, don’t close up babygirl,” Jake sang, tapping her cheek playfully, watching in delight as she yelped and then glared at him.

“Bah!” She exclaimed, smacking his hand away and snarling quietly. “Ftang (stop)! It’s not funny.”

“Ma’Kiri,” Neytiri started, her voice as smooth as the stones adorning her braids, “tell us what’s wrong.”

“I’m fine.”

Neytiri clucked her tongue, lifting Tuk from her lap to move closer to the others, her youngest now wrapping herself around her sister’s slouched figure.

“No Tuk,” Kiri whined, pushing her away.

Tuk pouted- all big eyed and sad- moving to cuddle up to Lo’ak instead, close enough to be able to rest her feet in Kiri’s lap.

Jake reached out tentatively to stroke her cheek, leaning closer to try and meet her watery gaze. “Ma’itetsyìp (little daughter)… I- we were…”

“Plltxe (speak),” Kiri snapped, hesitantly meeting his eye.

“Why are you embarrassed about us talking about Alu?”

Her face crumpled and she began to sob, burying her face in her hands as she wailed. Lo’ak patted Tuk’s hair comfortingly to keep her from crying, meeting Jake’s eye and nodding in confirmation of what the man already assumed. Neytiri had moved quicker than anyone could comprehend to pull her daughter into a hug, smoothing down her hair and shushing her tears. “Mawey ma’ite (be calm, my daughter). You’re okay, you’re okay.”

“How’d’ya feel now?” Jake asked once her sobs had ceased, tapping unintelligible rhythms against her ankle bone.

“Nawm (great),” Kiri sniffed, wiping at her eyes aggressively. “Ngaytxoa, I didn’t mean to…”

“Do not apologise,” Neytiri interrupted fiercely, pressing a kiss to her temple. “Now, rutxe (please), tell us what’s wrong.”

She froze, unblinking. She didn’t want to. Unconsciously, her eyes drifted over to Lo’ak, all teary and panicked, and he smiled at her gently, as if encouraging the words to roll off her tongue. She went to shake her head but was still, paralysed with fear.

“Kiri,” Lo’ak whispered softly, as gentle as the breeze, “it’s okay.” He nodded once more, this time more confidently than before. Tell them. Tell them. Tell them.  Kem astìtewnga’ si tute astew (a brave person does brave deeds).

She nodded back- barely visible, but Lo’ak knew, a bright smile tugging at his mouth as he watched his sister shuffle in place awkwardly before rolling her shoulders back and straightening up to face her parents properly.

“I like Alu.”

Jake nodded. “Yeahhh…”

Kiri’s dark brows furrowed, looking as perplexed as Jake had when he first started learning na’vi traditions. “That- that’s it. I like Alu.”

“So do I,” Neytiri smiled, “she’s lovely-”

“No.” Kiri shook her head, her hands trembling in her lap. “No, I like her, like like like her.”

“Yes, we- uh- we thought you might’ve felt like that,” Jake spluttered nervously, scratching his head. “Sorry. I know that’s probably not what you wanted us to say.”

Kiri teared up.

“You’re not the most subtle at the best of times, ma’ite,” Neytiri hummed, stroking Kiri’s hair, “especially not when you’re in love.”

Unsubtle. Was it really that obvious? She glanced over to Lo’ak and he shrugged as if reading her mind and she thought back to earlier that day where he had said the exact same thing. Oh Eywa…

“Kiri’s in love?” Tuk questioned Lo’ak, intending to be quieter but still unable to monitor her volume properly.

“Yes, tsmuketsyìp (little sister),” Neteyam laughed softly, sending Kiri a huge grin.

“Kezemplltxe (of course),” Lo’ak whispered in her ear, pinching her waist playfully, dodging her wriggling limbs.

Unable to fight it, Kiri’s face split in half with the biggest and brightest smile they’d seen on her, practically glowing as they all huddled together to smother her in hugs and kisses, Tuk weaselling her way closer to chew at her shawl affectionately.

“Bah, Tuk stop wriggling! ‘Ak (ouch)! She bit me!” Lo’ak screeched.

“Tuktiery,” Jake said in a low voice.

“Ngaytxoa, sempul,” she responded immediately, kicking Lo’ak purposefully one more time before settling down.

“Sooo…” Neteyam started, “when are you going to tell her?”

Kiri froze. Shit. “Umm, I’m- I’m not.”

Neytiri drew back, a frown marring her pretty face. “No, you have to say something.”

“Fiiinneee,” she groaned, squeezing her eyes shut to avoid her mother’s expecting stare.

“Yay!” Tuk cheered. “Ooooh! Do it now, do it now, do it now! If you don’t, I’ll bite you.”

“Wha-”

“Yeah, do it now or you’ll never say anything, and we’ll have to suffer through you complaining about it all day,” Lo’ak jibed, sending her a genuine smile to show he was just kidding.

“Okay, okay, okay!” She cried, standing up on shaky legs.

“Go!” Jake laughed, ushering her away. “Quickly!”

Kiri sent them a big smile, nodding reassuringly before turning on her heel and rushing off, the twine shawl flying out behind her. Jake grinned as he watched her go, heart aching at how grown up she was now, turning to sit next to Neytiri who was beaming equally as bright with her hand on her mouth.

Kiri’s head span as she raced through the village. She was never one for physical activity, much preferring to limit it to chasing after Tuk and Lo’ak when going on adventures, finding it more enjoyable to stay hunched over in Mo’at’s company in the healing tent, mashing leaves and making salves. Now she realised just how unfit she’d become from that habitual behaviour, and Eywa, she regretted it. But soon enough, she reached an extremely familiar tent: Alu’s.

Shit.

But before she could even think of something to say, a lilting voice caught her attention a few meters away.

Kiri knows eavesdropping is bad, it’s something that her parents had constantly chided them all on (given how nosy they were and also due to the sensitivity of the information discussed between the Olo’eyktan and Tsakarem), and she was very nearly about to turn her attention back to the hut until she heard a laugh. A very girly laugh. The same one echoing in her brain from earlier that morning- Alu’s. Her feet betrayed her, and she found herself sneaking closer and closer until she could understand all of the words that were being shared in hushed whispers.

“Not here!” Alu had said lightly, although Kiri knew she was probably smiling whilst saying it, the words whispering past her fangs.

“You said the forest was too far away,” the other voice- a male voice- responded teasingly. Kiri’s brow furrowed deeply. Alu never really talked to boys… did she?

“Ma’Rasi, I said that because you are too impatient to wait all that way. It has nothing to do with me, nor my restraint.”

Oh. Kiri’s heart sank. Her feet stumbled backwards, and she ran away quicker than she had ran there. But she was so desperate to escape the situation she failed to stay quiet, the sound of her rushing away disrupting the quiet atmosphere Alu and Rasi stood in. Alu poked her head out from behind the cloth her sa’nok had hung out to dry over a branch that she and Rasi hid behind.

“Rasi,” she whispered, voice strained, “I think someone heard us.”

The boy inhaled deeply and ran after the person who’d been eavesdropping, hearing Alu race after him a few seconds later, panic ebbing through his veins.

Minutes later, Kiri appeared near her home and collapsed in exhaustion several meters outside the hut on the nearest patch of grass and soil, curled up on the floor and sobbing deeply. Shit. Of course, this happened. Of fucking course! She should’ve just stayed home and let Tuk chew away at her flesh until all that was left was a pile of bones and her twine shawl (but knowing Tuk, she’d gnaw her way through that too, she had already developed a bad habit of eating hair beads). She didn’t know why she’d never considered the possibility that her extremely beautiful best friend was involved in a courtship, she never even considered if Alu even liked girls in the same way!

All the running had knocked the breath from her lungs, leaving her lying on the ground dizzy and struggling to breath. She prayed silently to Eywa, mostly unintelligible strands of sentences that made no sense but seemed to be the only words she could muster. Oel ngati kameie Great Mother, she thought somewhat bitterly as she felt her heart thump heard enough against her rib cage she was confident it would burst straight through the brittle bone. Her tears had ceased, mainly because of her exhaustion, and were now drying on her face over her still glowing freckles. She could feel the soil against her cheek but couldn’t find it within herself to go anywhere else, so stayed on the soft soil of the forest near her home.

Kiri was so tired that she couldn’t hear the thundering of footfalls against the ground, sending vibrations through the soil she lay in. Didn’t hear the distinct shout of Alu’s gentle voice. Didn't hear either of these things getting closer and closer and-

“Wiya (damn),” a masculine voice huffed sharply from above her. Rasi. He sucked in a deep breath, staring down at Kiri’s unmoving frame and laughed painfully. “You’re a great runner, Kiri te Suli Kìreysì’ite. Could outrun anything out there if I could run that fast.”

“Kä (go),” Kiri groaned lowly, still facing the soil. She didn’t want to hear him gloat about how he successfully wooed Alu’s heart or whatever else he wanted to say to kick her when she was down.

“Ma’paysyul (waterlily), what are you doing down there?”

Her hands clenched at Alu’s lovely voice. This was going to hurt.

“We heard you.”

“Heard me when? I'm afraid I don’t know what you mean.” She answered coldly.

“Pxiswawam (just a moment ago),” Rasi said dryly.

“Hmm, must’ve been someone else-” Kiri started, pushing herself up with the intention of rushing back to her hut and hiding away forever.

“You think me a skxawng, Kiri?” Alu teased, moving to sit next to her friend, playing with a half-braided red and green bracelet.

“No…” she whispered, drawing her knees up to her chest and resting her chin atop them, ignoring the soil that clung to her blue limbs.

“Then don’t treat me like one. You ran, why?”

Kiri shrugged. “I heard something that was not meant for me to hear.” She couldn’t help how bitter the words sounded. “So, I left.”

“You ran,” Rasi corrected, nose twitching as she met his eyes with a fearsome stare.

“Call it what you’d like, Rasi,” she said cruelly, “running, leaving, whatever.”

Alu blinked slowly, looking up at Rasi who nodded to her quickly.

“Kiri… what did you hear?”

“You and Rasi… Why didn’t you tell me?”

Alu’s face fell quickly. “Tell you what?” Her voice was squeaky now, shaking.

“That you and Rasi…” Kiri grit her teeth and gestured around with her hand, “y’know, that you’re courting or whatever it is that yo-”

She was interrupted by a bellowing laugh from Rasi, the na’vi doubling over at her obvious jealousy. “Courting? Me? With her? Oh, for Eywa’s sake, you’re both as kakrel (blind) as each other!”

At his outburst, Alu’s face flushed darker, her ears twitching as her tail anxiously began to swish behind her.

(Unbeknownst to the trio, the Sully’s were able to hear every word and were currently breaking the Olo’eytkan’s most sacred rule: no eavesdropping. They hunched together by the opening to their hut with their ears pressed against the canvas, whispering to each other in shock.

“Oh no,” Neteyam sighed, “Alu’s with Rasi? I could’ve sworn he was with-”

“Foai? Yeah, he is,” Jake finished, “I gave him the Olo’eyktan’s blessing a few weeks ago. He’s not courting Alu.”

Lo’ak gasped, “Which means Kiri’s just a jealous freak!”

Tuk giggled quietly, hand over her mouth like Neytiri had told her once Rasi and Alu had stopped just a few metres away.

“She calls me a skxawng but she manages to cock this up,” Lo’ak murmured to Neteyam, causing the older boy to snort loudly, immediately slapping his hand over his mouth to muffle the noise.)

 Kiri trailed her gaze over to her hut quickly, tail swishing as she fought the urge to run away again. Alu noticed this and stopped her by grabbing her wrist tightly, tugging her closer. Unfortunately, her strength was misjudged, and she sent Kiri sprawling into her lap.

“Eek!” She squeaked anxiously. “Ngaytxoa! Ngaytxoa, I only meant to…”

“It’s okay,” Kiri breathed, blinking quickly, "it's okay."

Of course it is, Rasi thought to himself, rolling his eyes and flexing his hands. His lip quirked upwards as he slowly started to slink away, dropping a second threaded bracelet by their feet before moving away quicker, occupying himself by drawing shapes into the grass.

Kiri smiled softly, unsure of how to act. Neither girl had gone to put more distance between them, but neither knew how to function with this little distance between them, instead they both sat staring at each other nervously.

Alu acted first, moving her right hand to cup Kiri’s cheek, careful to avoid the bruise on her nose. Kiri’s tail swished wildly. Alu always knew that Kiri had more ‘demon-like’ features but had never found any issue with them. In fact, right now she thought they were the most beautiful thing Eywa could’ve gifted to any na’vi: they were so enchanting and unique, not even Jake and Lo'ak had the same feautures as Kiri. “Nalor (beautiful),” she whispered, mouth barely moving.

Kiri found herself leaning closer, eyes focused on the specific umber yellow shade of Alu’s irises, noticing all the golden flecks that were dotted throughout. She stared at the smattering of glowing freckles across her face- far more than anyone in Kiri’s family had- and the small scar across her cheekbone from where her brother had accidentally sliced her with a knife when practicing his hunting techniques with her. Her mouth was slightly open, purple lips offset by her glistening white fangs and once Kiri looked down at them, she couldn’t move her gaze from them.

“I’m not courting Rasi, Kiri,” Alu said sweetly, nose twitching as Kiri’s tail brushed against her leg accidentally. “I wouldn’t do that to Foai, his actual mate.”

Kiri’s eyes widened and her ears pinned to her skull. “Oh-”

“Skxawng.” Alu lifted her hands to brush against Kiri’s forearms, fingers trailing over the twine adorning her shoulders. She tilted her head to the left ever so slightly, gazing at Kiri out of more narrowed eyes. “I wouldn’t you that to you either.”

“Um… what- what do you mean?” Kiri spluttered, eyes darting anywhere by Alu’s pretty face.

The other na’vi grinned, mouth widening into a smirk as she huffed out a gentle laugh at Kiri’s obliviousness. Her hand moved to her neck, thumbs brushing against her jaw to move her head to face her again. “Don’t act all shy now, you were so eager to eavesdrop earlier and now when I’m trying to tell you to your face, you’re searching for an escape route!”

“I- I’m not-” Kiri said quickly.

If possible, Alu’s smile brightened even more at Kiri’s words. “I know, I know. I’m just teasing, ma’yawnetu (beloved).”

(“Alu’s got moves!” Lo’ak beamed, “this is amazing.”

“Ma’yawnetu? Oh Eywa, Kiri’s all grown up. Ma’Jake, ma’ite’s all grown up.”

“Shhh mama, I can’t hear over your crying!”)

“Ma’yawnetu?” Kiri stuttered, blinking dumbly.

“Kiri… how many times did Toruk Makto drop you as a babe?”

Kiri’s face screwed up in confusion- “Uhm, he didn’t.”

“Are you sure? You seem a bit slower up there than usual,” she grinned, tapping her index finger against the girl’s temple lovingly, biting her lip to smother her laughter at Kiri’s offended stare.

“You’re being mean,” Kiri laughed quietly, finally looping her arms around Alu’s shoulders.

Alu grinned wickedly, left eye dropping into a wink. “I don’t mean to hurt your feelings, ma’tìyawne (my love). I can kiss you better if that’d help. After all, can’t have the Olo’eyktan after my head for upsetting his 'babygirl', can I?”

Kiri’s face flushed warmer than it’d ever been, and she just stared silently, mouth agape in pure shock. She couldn’t even function when Alu whispered to her earlier that day, how was she supposed to function when she said stuff like that to her?

“Kiri, can I-”

“Yes.”

“You didn’t know what I was going to say,” Alu rolled her eyes with a slight chuckle.

“Yes.”

Alu pinched her waist quickly. “Let me do this properly, ma’Kiri. So impatient,” she teased amusedly.

“Please just say what you need to, I might faint otherwise.”

“Oh well we can’t have that can we?” Alu moved her face even closer, her nose barely bumping into Kiri’s- which no longer smelt like Mo’at’s bruise salve (thankfully). “Nga yawne lu oer (you are beloved to me/I love you). Can I kiss you, ma’Kiri? Rutxe (please).”

Kiri nodded, letting Alu press her lips against hers.

Sometimes being related to such skxawngs like Lo’ak and evil critters like Tuk isn’t the worst fate Eywa has bestowed upon her. And now, now that she knows how much Alu loves her and knows how fucking obvious they’ve been for the past however long whilst trying to hide the signs of teenage love, Kiri is glad she was convinced to confess by her family, glad that she was possibly the most unsubtle person in the clan, and glad that she eavesdropped.

“You know,” Alu whispered, “Rasi was helping me prepare courting gifts for you.”

Kiri beamed, “Really?”

“Yes, that’s why I didn’t want you to know I’ve been hanging out with him. The less you knew the better.”  

“I’m glad I know now,” Kiri admitted, trailing her middle finger along the length of Alu’s nose.

“I’m glad you know now too, oer oare (my moon). I guess it’s for the best, hmm?”

🌟🫧🪷

DONE‼️

hope u enjoyed <3 lmk in the comments :)

[skin-bible]

Lighting apparently strikes multiple times in the same place because this is the 3rd time we'll be homeless

Hi. Im gay and trans and I keep begging, and I keep asking, but I'm not getting any help outside of my friend group, which consists of like 2 people.

Long story short, no matter my 80 hours of work every week, I've been living in the red of about -$1,000 just to pay rent, and my bank isn't letting me take out in overdraft anymore because of it. Good news? Im back in the green by like $50. Bad news? I couldn't keep up with last months rent because i couldnt take out overdraft, and the apartment I'm with is going to sue us and give us an eviction notice because we couldn't pay in full by March 17th (it's now March 20th).

So our final last ditch effort is to find a cheaper place before the eviction notice so we're not forced to be homeless (most "low-income" apartments here wouldn't accept people if they have an eviction notice.)

The apartment we have our eyes on is $300 less than what we're paying now, although it's $1,017 per month. And Blue has a stable job now, so if we can get this, we'd be stable again

I'm asking for the amount to afford this new apartment to move into before we get the eviction notice, which is the first month's rent and deposit, which is equal to the first month's rent, so roughly $2,000

Please. A dollar helps, a reblog helps.

[emmalostinwonderland]

This or That: RWRB (book) edition

I got tagged in this so many times the last couple days! Sorry I didn't have spoons to post sooner, but thank you so much anyway to @tailsbeth-writes @suseagull04 @welcometololaland @littlemisskittentoes @bitbybitwrites for tagging me - I love these little games so much

// Cakegate or the Great Turkey Calamity // Red Room or tack room // strumpet or biscuit // Don’t Stop Me Now or Your Song // Yes, good, carry on or We all must learn and grow // Prince Buttercup or Hoe Dameron // Henry runs on NYE or Henry runs from the lake house // I am very, very gay or Bisexuality truly is a rich and complex tapestry // fire under your ass for no good goddamn reason or bottom of the pie crust chat // baby or sweetheart // The whole bloody time or set me on fire // Empire Strikes Back or Return of the Jedi // AN INCOMPLETE LIST or your body comes back to me in dreams // burgundy velvet suit or midnight-blue bomber jacket // bad metaphors about maps or hometown stuff // obtuse fucking asshole or then fucking have me // America: He is my choice or Never tell me the odds // sería una mentira porque no sería él or history, huh? // I’m never gonna love anybody in the world like I love you or I love him on purpose //

Lowkey kinda emotional after that... makes me wanna work on some canonverse fic again... 👀

No pressure (or ignore if you've already been @'ed) tags for @itsmaybitheway @thedramasummer @jackzimmermemes @thesleepyskipper and @cactusdragon517

[leafytaffy]

Everhood Illumination Movie Trailer

Illumination logo, dramatic music score playing

Scene of Blue stealing Red’s arm plays

Red (voiced by Keanu Reeves) running after Blue, “HEY! GIVE THAT BACK!”

A lost doll…

Scene of Red finding Frog (voiced by Dwayne The Rock Johnson), “You ain’t from here, are ya? Lemme show you the ropes, kid.”

A mysterious place…

Scene of Red walking into the club, everyone shooting them dirty looks

Red bumps into Zigg (voiced by Chris Evans), “YOU OUGHTA LEARN SOME MANNERS, PUNK!”

Immediate cut to clip of frog saying “you gotta know how to defend yourself ‘round here.”

Scenes of Red fighting various characters play along with Red being thrown into the incinerator.

Red comes out, Blue (voiced by Danny DeVito), “hey… would ya help me?” “Not unless you get my arm back.” “Legs for an arm. Deals a deal.”

“…and also, how to have a good time.”

Cake By the Ocean by DNCE starts playing

Shot of Red and Zigg having a dance battle in the club

Shot of Red running the obstacle course and falling over, Vampire Kid (voiced by Billie Eilish) yells “Try again!” Keeps yelling at Red to try again after a montage of Red failing spectacularly at the obstacle course 

Shot of the racers all in front, then a quick yet long zoom to Red in back. Blue asking Racebot “hey quick question how fast does this thing g-“ before the cart zips off, shot of Blue’s face, mouth being blown around in the wind like a dog out a car window while they scream 

Then a shot of Rasta beast (voiced by Samuel L Jackson) shouting “Watch out for Zigg!” Before red is quickly hit by a bottle while Zigg taunts them afterwards 

An epic adventure

Shot of Green’s medallion campaign starting, Green (voiced by Will Smith) Everyone sitting around the table, Green shouts, “Brace yourselves!” 

Shot of Red saving Flan only for a mob of squirrels to attack them

Shot of Red running from a dragon spitting fire with Rasta in their arms, Rasta quickly extinguishing a flame on Red’s cape

Shot of the Evil Wizard laughing while lightning strikes behind them “finally… I’ve been waiting all this time to-“ suddenly a doorbell sounds and the shot goes from the Wizard to Green shouting “Ooh! Pizza’s here!” Everyone else cheers excitedly, “PIZZA TIME! WOOOO!!”

Suddenly the happy music stops. 

Shot of Gold Pig (Jack Black) ominously saying “Get that doll.” 

Shot of Rob and Zob saying “On it, boss.”

Shot of Rasta beast growling 

Shot of Purple mage (Scarlett Johansson) ominously hovering over Red, “You’re a danger to us all. Back down.”

“Not if I have anything to say.” 

“Red will DESTROY US ALL!” Shouted by Gold Pig slamming their fist on the arm of their chair.

Shot of Red running through the desert being chased by Sir Lost A Lot

Shot of Red at the campfire with Rasta, “Do you know what you’re doing here?”

Shots of Red fighting several characters

They will see

All is good…

Clip of Pink, in the most effeminate gay voice you have ever heard in your life, saying “Yeah. I am. I’m saving us all.”

Clip of Pink sinking into the mud, “I’m ready.”

in

EVERHOOD

Quick clip of Red holding the racing trophy, Blue stumbles into shot, “I think I gotta lay down for a bit…” Blue faints and smashes into a trash can while falling down.

Coming to theaters March 4

[selfspinninglies]

ok hi @aureoberlinerinn and the rest of tumblr i guess. My Death Note Honey I'm Home [Ghost and Pals] animatic concept thang that I probably wont make. I'm going lyric by lyric on this so it's going under the cut. Also just in case huge gigantic neon sign spoiler warning for so much of dn

opening instrumental: [not in order of where i would put them] bits of the shinigami realm, the death note falling into the human world, Misa's stalker dying, the death note in the grass [events that are catalysts essentially]

Father said that this world isn't for me/I tried to pray for a new reality: Light reminscing about how terrible the world/people is/are, shots of random people doing things

So come to me: Light seeing the death note fall/picking it up

We can change night into day: shots of the first 2 people Light kills, him realizing what he could do with it, him with a halo or something like that + red bg

A tied up moth: L logo on laptop in the international conference thing [presumably because im not drawing that hypothetically. Too many people]

Seemed to know a different way: closeup on L's face [blue background]

(Don't remember it/don't return to it): Light looking horrified when he first uses the death note

Oh, father tore out the umbilical cord: shot of a graveyard/funeral maybe, i cant think of anything else to be honest

There's nothing left/in the bottle keeping me scored: people dying, empty bowl of some sort of candies with [assumedly] L's hand above it, Light throwing an apple

We'll abandon the scenery in the: idk really, my first thought is Misa walking with Rem and a shot of bloody hands [Light's] but idk im flexible on that

(Dont remember it/don't return to it): Misa eye closeup [shinigami flavor], her holding the death note, dead bodies that are assumedly her parents [also unsure about this one]

Rear view mirror: i honestly have no idea

A petty line of white noise: Light getting pissed at Lind L. Tailor

Pack up your bags: Lind L. Tailor dying/Light laughing about it

And throw out the toys: L logo showing up, you know how that scene goes

Three strikes and "honey i'm home": Light intially seeing L, cut to gay tennis game

Three voices come from the gramophone: L and Light beind blue and red [i have a better image for this in my head but i cant explain it well], eyes in the background of the opposite color looking at them [blue for Light, Red for L if my phrasing was weird], flashes of different scenes through gra-mo-phone [syllables because they indicate scene change]

A vivisection of me: Light pinned like he's a bug getting taxidermied

Yielded the start of a mystery: hands above Light, camera pans up during my-ster-y to show that its L's hands [you would see his face]

Say "hello! Honey I'm home!": Light walking into the task force hotel but he doesnt have a full face and it's just a smile [red] [does this make sense]

Three voices come from the gramophone: L, Light, and Misa normally but on gra-mo-phone they change [Light has red eyes and looks evil™️ (idk how else to say it) holding the death note, Misa has shinigami eyes, and L's eyes are blue because idk what else to do with him here el oh el]

God returned with the moth chained to his hand: Misa with Light in some way

There's so many things that you'll never understand: Kira follower riot thing you get it

So come to me/we can change night into day: Light getting put into confinement + losing his memories, when night into day is said it shows glimpses of his normal life/memories from that time compared to his cell now

You'll hold my hand so you'll never go astray: L and Light in chains together [i have specific visuals for this that i cant really explain], a few eyes in the background again but theyre all looking at Light this time

(God devoured that of father): either Light getting the death note back and his expressions slowly changing as he gains back his memory or lawlight cannibalism. I cannot decide

A spider preaching with poison on its lips: Takada talking about Kira

To get out of here is to promise me a kiss: Light lying and looking pretty about it [i have visuals in my head that i cant articulate] or alternatively lawlight kiss. Many such cases

We'll abandon the scenery in the/mind of mother: Light + Misa fake execution is all i can think of to put here idk

(Dont remember it dont return to it): memory-less Light scenes

So with advice of the dead/and a halo over my head: Light with Mello, L, and Soichiro in the bg behind him [because they were all trying to catch him + died] and he has a halo again but when the beat drops it cracks and he looks horrified and theyre all looking at him

At last "honey I'm home!"/three voices come all alone: yellow box scene stuff

A vivisection of me/done by god for all to see: L death scene [kind of] but hes in a similar position to Light when he was being bug taxidermied but Light is vivisecting him and theres eyes in the bg again [red] also on "for all to see" it zooms in on Light's eyes then face and he smiles but evil™️

Say "hello! honey I'm home!": cut back to yellow box, Light does his Kira monologue

Three voices come all alone: zoom out of the scene, on "a-all a-lone" it closes up on Near, Matsuda, and Mikami, then Light but its framed so it looks like Light is completely alone

A vivisection of me/done by god for all to see: Light gettng shot + running away, past his younger self [anime ref you get it] + flashes of Light's life before the death note/Kira contrasted with his current situation between the gaps of the vocal interlude and the lyrics

A vivisection of me/done by god for all to see: Light dying on the staircase, hallucinating L you get it

Closing instrumental: [not in order] aftermath stuff like Misa walking + dying, the Kira cult, members of the task force, Minoru getting the death note, Sayu + Sachiko

[lemonwater8600]

playlist I wrote out for my sister if any of you care

Songs

Harpy Hare - Yaelorke

Emo Boy - Ayesha Erotica

dumb dumb - mazie 

Nights like these - pigeon pit

The moon will sing - the crane wives

Rule #34 - fish in a birdcage

Liquid courage - McCafferty

Big mouth strikes again - 2017 master - the smiths

I bet on losing dogs - Mitski 

I wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

Bad idea! - girl in red

Get it up - mindless self indulgence 

Blue hair - tv girl

Lovers rock - tv girl

Frances forever - Mitski

HEAVEN SAYS. - chart

I like the way you kiss me - artemas 

Call me what you like - lvjy 

4 morant ( better luck next time) - com truise 

Inside out - duster

Honey I’m home - ghost and pals

Pork soda - glass animals

A crows trial - vane lily

Rät - Penelope Scott

Bottom - McCafferty

Father - the front bottoms

505 - arctic monkeys

Digital silence - Peter McPoland 

Gasoline - Halsey

Where is smiley? - serani poji

Strawberry blond - Mitski 

Under my skin - jukebox the ghost

Be gay, do drugs, hail satan - super cassette 

Saint Bernard - Lincoln

Brutus - the buttress

Community gardens - the scary jokes

Spamton - Toby fox

Meet lime cookie - twintails edition - tsundere twintails

Nepo baby - fox szn 

Jersey nova - cactusteam 

Last words of a shooting star - Mitski

The moss - cosmo sheldrake

2econd-2ight-2eer (that was fun, goodbye) - will wood

Katamari - femtanyl

Dogmatica- femtanyl

Sex, drugs, etc. - beach weather 

Art is dead - bo burnham

Control - halsey 

Plug me in - lil soda boi

No children - the mountain goats 

Home where - sir Chloe

Angel eyes and basketball - foot ox

Sleepwalk - Forrest day

Wasted summers - juju<3

Crass - neovaii

Kiss me, son of god - they might be giants

We will commit wolf murder - of Montreal 

Puppet loosely strung - the correspondents 

Spy? - WHOKILLEDXIX

Why’d you only call me when your high - arctic monkeys

Cold weather - glass beach

Person in the mirror - naethan apollo 

[disfrutalakia]

Can I pick yor brain to theorize a bit? So Blue won today which means they're leading. If we do a bit of math we can conclude that purgatory will end on the 18th (otherwise they could tie or it will last until the 20th which would be a bit more than 2 weeks). That would mean that if Blue wins two more times they win no matter what. The same way, if Red wins 3 more times they win no matter what.

The problem here is: no one has any concrete evidence for which is the cursed team yet. Some theorize is one, some want to be the other. But no one knows.

The Eye said guess or find out or something like it. But we don't know in what to base it. Should we base our guess in lore, in strength, in suffering, in meta?

The closest anyone got to the real truth was ElQuackity being offered to know in exchange for killing someone that day or he would die. Well, he didn't die so there's that. And he talked to the Eye again after that and didn't mention anything about it. So, did they just ignore that plot point or does ElQuackity know now which team is cursed but the audience doesn't?

You could argue that he wanted Blue and Green to tie BECAUSE he knew which team is cursed. He could either want Blue to lose so the cursed wins OR because he wanted the cursed to lose (since that would doom the eggs too).

ElQuackity has not logged since going to Blue so we can't test this theory well yet.

Or maybe the Eye is lying about the whole thing, which wouldn't be a surprise, and no one is cursed.

If by any God forsaken chance Green was the cursed team... F in chat to our eggs, you will be missed. The Gay Ninjas tried their best. There's no coming back from this one.

One of the tweets also said "May the best egg die". How does that work? What is "best" here based on?

The more I hear the Eye talk the less I fear him. Can't he threaten people better? He showed a video of the eggs running away like two months ago. Show them now you half-baked villain, we've known they ran away since the end of the happy pills arc. Do you actually even have them? Forever could do a stone Richarlyson at his home, you're not impressing anyone with this. Just cause your is bigger and has Pomme's beret it doesn't mean anything. (I hope. F Pomchas.)

Also, once again it begs the never answered question: What WOULD happen if they tied? What will Eye do if they don't do anything all day? Like, sure, if cursed loses is bad but if it's before the last day they didn't lose yet. Just that day (technically).

If we go meta, I think they didn't choose the cursed team yet and may do so only based on the results from the event. But that's boring so let's talk about lore and real fun things like that.

For me, the cursed team being whoever had ElQuackity on them is something that has some kinda of proofs, but at the same time wouldn't make that much sense. Like did the eye know from the beginning who would be the teams? And why would everything fall on ElQuackity? And would that mean that cursed team changed from green to blue? If the curse truly is on the person I mean.

And can I be real? The eye guy SUCKS as a villain, sure he is ominous and can see everything but guess what? So could the feds, and the eye plans are a lot worse than theirs which mean they are horrible cause like, the feds are the guy who sent a single worker on a boat to purgatory!! The eye is not what strikes fear really, it's the islanders minds that do, the ones that keep thinking of the what if, what if they lose? What if they are cursed? What if they never go back? I get what they were trying to do with the eye but it didn't really work, he isn't around enough to really strike fear on us. And like, not that we know a lot about the reasons of why the feds do their stuff, but why the egg hates sinners and eggs so much? Is he god? What is he?

Okay got a bit distracted sorry, the whole "may the best egg die" thing sounded more like just a play on words really, but what if the best one is the one who survives? What if the statues really were connected to the eggs and the ones who weren't killed will be considered the best? Doesn't make a lot of sense but honestly cannot think about other possibilities for that choice of words.

The tie also makes me confuses, when it was said they would all die, did they mean everyone including red? Or if not, would everyone just be sent to red and they would win by default?

I'm a believer that there isn't a cursed team really, that it's mostly a mind game from the egg part to see how low the islander can go, to see them running around like rats trying to survive while also hunting each other like wolves, because there are no clues for the players really, like we as an audience can have our theories based on millions of povs, but what about the islanders? they can't do that.

I would like there to be clue drops over the next days since we are so close to the end but, I don't think it will be the case really. I think the curse team doesn't exist and this will be revealed at the end.

[batsbirdsandspeedstersohmy]

Tw politics rant.

I am so frustrated at everyone being like how the fuck can you support Biden. He supports genocide. I can not vote for him. Am not voting they are both so bad.

Look at how he talks he is clearly losing it.

BITCH WHAT DO YOU THINK TRUMP GOING TO GO WALK OVER AND BE LIKE HEY STOP THIS WAR AND DONT WE NOT GOING TO LET YOU KILL ANYONE ELSE OR WE KILL YOU?????

Trump's going to make it so much worse. Like Biden isn't doing a great job okay but like he trying to get a peaceful thing to happen. He trying to get it to stop even if he not doing a good job.

Biden has speech problems we know this. He isn't great at the debate he has trouble getting words out right.

So do I

Look at the good things his administration is trying to do.

He is working on putting protections in for us queers he has tooken down a lot of Trump's don't say gay stuff.

He is FUVKING TRYING TO MAKE IT SO YOU CAN FILES YOUR TAXES WITHOUT HAVING TO PAY A CORPORATION !!! FO YALL KNOW HOW BIG THAT IS???? he going against one of the biggest people who line politicians pockets to make it so the American people are scared of doing their taxes wrong and getting in jail. So they pay TurboTax to do it for them.

When really the big companies are the ones who are doing things wrong and getting away with no paying enough.

HE WAS TALKING ABOUT GETTING THE RAILROAD SYSTEM RUNNING UP AGAIN. AND YOU KNOW WHEN THEY WHEN ON STRIKE AND EVERYONE EAS LIKE DUDE ACTUALLY MADE THEM GO BACK TO WORK.

BUT HE ENDED UP HELPING THEM GET A DEAL FASTER THEN THE UNION'S PREDICTED IT WOULD BE.

BIDEN IS A UNION MAN AND WE NEED TO BRING THAT SHIT BACK.

ALSO IT DOESNT JUST MEAN HIM IT MEANS HIS WHOLE TEAM AND THE PEOPLE HE PUTS AROUND HIM. he will actually listen to people and professional who knows things. Trump for hell doesn't he puts yes man next to him and does whatever he can to get money in his pocket and companies.

How is this a question. Protesting by not voting is just giving more votes to trump and a lot of us are not going to live through that.

If y'all want someone better then we should get behind someone in the beginning and push for them to have a chance and become the Democrat candidate. You have to be starting that shit really early. Don't be saying now how bad he is and we should have someone else.

Right now it is him and Trump. Who do you want out of those two to be in control?

Weather you like it or not it's one of those two so who?????

Cause for me it is a very clear answer. Be a fucking grown up and live with the reality. If you don't vote your giving more of a chance to trump.

You think his followers aren't going to vote for him???? They tried to take over the Capital by force last time. You think they not going to vote????

While y'all are dreaming about a better world others are actively making it worse. So either do something to make it better or at least do the minimum and let people into office who are not making it worse and trying to do some good.

Send money where you can to GoFundMes or organizations to help people who are dying. Call/email your representatives and say you need to do better. Tell them their lose your vote don't tell us on social media. But do vote blue. Cause Red is just going to make things worse and help burn everything to the ground. Tell those in power your give money to the other side if they don't do better. Lie to them. Even if you won't give money to anyone. Lie to them make them actually feel like they need to do better. If you really want to show your hate tell them that they are losing money/votes thus power if they don't do better. That actually get them to listen. Don't just decide to not vote and then get the wrose people in power then cry about how life is unfair.

Life is unfair go do something to help then.

[myrmica]

8, 17, 25 for the artist ask game >:J

8. What do you like most about your own work?

this is a fun question. well for one i like that i like my own work now, for the most part... not that i never get frustrated but more often i draw something and then i feel pleased with it, and this was not always the case. a lot of that has to do with having fixed issues in my process over time. but it's also because i am capable of transmitting qualities i find interesting about the world, about color, about the body and how it moves in space, that are specific to my way of seeing them, and that's satisfying. if i had to pick one thing it would be how i draw bodies, it's hard to describe but at some point something happened and the entire way i see people changed, including how i see myself. as much as this is true for "art style" in every case, i feel like i am always depicting myself because i recognize things about the shape of my hands, or my arms, or my legs, or whatever, that i reproduce both consciously through using references of myself for convenience and habitually or subconsciously. i don't know what my point is. some sort of basic satisfaction in who i am

17. What inspires you?

EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i put a lot of time and effort towards collecting things to use as reference or to take elements from and i think drawing from references that you find visually pleasing and developing a sense of taste in relation to this is important in a way i don't really hear people talk about. i have an aesthetic aversion to like, the type of pose reference you get from just googling a pose, the weird stock photo stiffness, the lighting and framing of classic deviantart stock photos... all of which can be a necessary utility but i save photos i LIKE for pose ref constantly so i have more options.

some of my favorite things are...

1) joshi wrestling photography (NUMERO UNO!!!!!!!!!!) you get a huge variety of angles and poses and i have a lot of appreciation for the costumes and visuals of it all. because they're still images of people in motion it captures weight and movement you don't get so much other places. "but that just gets me people fighting" you might think, and you would be wrong. women holding each other constantly.

2) historical photography. i'm especially fond of the prokudin-gorskii collection because there are all of these representations of clothing styles and silhouettes i find captivating, in color, and it's weird color because they're early color photos using a technique where you take three versions of the image, through a blue, red, and green filter respectively, and then to display them you project them through the filters again, and the effect is striking because of the saturation... like this one with the loggers, you can easy call to mind a million versions of the same photo seen in black and white, and it's not that black and white photography isn't also interesting but it drives me crazy how much pink and purple people were wearing across the russian empire between 1909 and 1915!

i was going to try not to talk too much about visual art in the answer to this question, but i'm also really into paintings by the peredvizhniki group, which stretched up to about the same time period in the same place, and you can look through these photos and identify shared subject matter, which is pretty cool.

3) historical artwork. especially stuff depicting clothing, or fencing manuals and the like. knights were doing all kinds of gay shit to each other if the fencing manuals are to be believed.

4) minecraft roleplay. this is self evident

25. Based on your recent reference searches, what would the FBI assume about you?

nothing... don't worry about it...

[cloverandstuff]

// manga spoilers ???

My experience watching the Mashle anime

Me: This show is pretty funny, I like this!

*Dot and Lance interacting*

Me: The red and blue rivalry curse strikes again! They seem like they'd be fun as a ship.

My experience reading the manga

Me: These two idiots are have so many more interaction in here and they still fight everytime. They probably become a popular ship in the fandom once they get animated-

*chapter 122 happens*

Me: ...oh my god, they're fucking gay.

*end of chapter 122*

Me: ...oh dear god, they're the sad gays.

How do I always end up liking a ship with the same fucking trope? This is a strong pattern and I want to escape.

[gr1evance]

for Ronnie; 🎮 🎻🎶🎄 ❤️ and for Strudel; 🎶 ❤️ 🤍💔🍦

for ronnie (going with like. the ronnie i use for rp where its post grievance and atrophy and theyre living in a mortal world just bc its more applicable to a lot of these questions):

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

definitely playing guitar or just doing anything creative or artistic, probably going out in nature just like. taking a walk or something. even doing creative stuff outside but just Being outside (and vinny has definitely gotten him into gardening too at least a little). and then the last one. does gay activities count. cuddling and kissing. i feel like thatd be really high on his personal favorite activities list so im counting it

🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level

YES as previously mentioned he plays guitar. and hes had... hundreds of years to practice it so. hes definitely good at it though i dont think he honestly cares much for "mastering" the instrument or being able to do anything super complex i think he just enjoys the sounds and the process of playing the instrument and making the music happen

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

i dont think he really has a preference? generally stuff thats not too loud not too fast paced. i can see him really liking jazz though. or anything in the blues genre. he seems the type to like older stuff as well. again though i dont think he has too much of a preference as long as its kinda slow and not too loud

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc's favorite holiday?

probably valentines day because 1. his husbands birthday and 2. he is very gay. i think the gusbands generally try and celebrate mortal holidays just for fun and to shake things up but he doesnt have like an attachment to any of them that mortals might have from growing up with them. but he likes valentines day.

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

hmmm. probablyyyy. hes a good listener. very thoughtful. and this is a weird one but just bear with me. hes like.. kind of slow moving? emotionally and physically he takes a while to process stuff or spends a while getting to places and like. that strikes me as a positive trait bc theres just a lot more thought going on there i feel? a lot more consideration of just everything. if that makes sense

for strudel:

🎶 MUSICAL NOTES — what type of music does your oc like? do they listen to music very often?

definitely like. pop music love songs or songs about feeling good having a good time with other ppl. just generally positive stuff. but also probably more like. indie stuff thats kinda chiptune and fast paced and generally upbeat in that kind of pink glittery sparkly way. if that makes sense. though i think hed like a lot of different stuff thats just what he gravitates towards

❤️ RED HEART — what are three of your oc's positive traits?

hes VERY very caring and compassionate. cares about everyone and everything with his entire being. hes also an artist with a very high appreciation for art (because he. is kind of just art that came to life) and also a strong desire to make art and especially has an interest in art for children and he thinks art made for children to experience and learn from is very beautiful and essential and i just find that a really sweet trait of his. i dont wanna just describe the words kind or sweet or caring over and over again but i feel like. hes just full of kindness and love and its hard to not bring that up repeatedly. hes never judgemental and loves everyone and is kind to everyone and i just think hes so so sweet

🤍 WHITE HEART — what are three of your oc's neutral/questionable traits?

he is. completely selfless. which CAN be good especially i think in the fact that hes a pacifist (specifically in the situation hes in.. i think this is beneficial to him. even if its not too beneficial to the overall group) but. he kind of views himself as lesser and like hes supposed to be protecting everyone else and never himself. which can be good but also does a lot of bad especially for his mental health. and then hes also very sensitive which like. not a bad thing. its not bad that he cries easily or is bothered by violence but it creates a problem because he is trapped on. the murder and gore and death forever repeating island. and finally hes very obsessive and attached to his boyfriend which. again. is a thing of his thats not really a problem? it wouldnt be a problem really if it werent for the fact that his boyfriend is just a plush toy of. his boyfriend he used to actually have that he can never talk to again and it causes kind of constant emotional turmoil. and also the murder island is not the safest place to bring the last remaining thing of your boyfriend you have left

💔 BROKEN HEART — what are three of your oc's negative traits?

he is a self sacrificing pushover and that is not really an exaggeration. i mentioned before hes very selfless and while that can have some upsides. his self sacrificial tendencies are just unhealthy and HAVE almost lead to him dying. and also if you told him to go stand in a bathtub full of acid hed be like :( okay and go do it? simply because you told him to. and then hes.. extremely self isolating and up until the island quite literally almost never left his apartment. a very very big shut in living in the quiet and the dark alone which is definitely doing some evil stuff to his psyche. finally the last thing. again its hard not to circle back to some of his big traits like being a bit of a pushover but prior to the island he kind of exclusively hung out with people who made fun of him because. he felt like that was all he had in the communities that he was interested in. all of these are very like focused on himself and not as outward and thats because he really really tries to be. as loving and compassionate as possible which is great but it does mean he is shooting himself in the foot 50 times a day. yknow?

[blmpff]

So, I'm only now catching up on Destiny Seeker, and I'm currently on episode 6, when Ai's caught a cold after taking out the trash in the rain because of course he did, and Songkhram is taking care of him and oh my heart they are so precious.

This series is just my style of humor (mostly)(thank you for the realistic vomiting and pissing scenes, the series wouldn't work without them)(sarcastically) and I love the friendships and bickering between the characters. Because it feels genuine back and forth, and not just being mean, like it comes off most of the time for me.

I was putting it off because I thought it was going to be like any other pulp, but I'm genuinely into it, encouraged to give it a go by all the positive posts and gifsets I've seen so far.

The power of tumblr strikes, and works again!

Edit after finishing it:

Kudos to Bank and Earth for the chemistry and portrayal of their characters' relationship, and it's transition from frienemies to lovers. They felt very natural and comfortable around each other which is not that common for me, loved the casual intimacy of just holding hands, and seeking comfort via hugs.

Huge plus for me was that there was more to the story than just couples getting together: there was the environmental aspect, defeating common enemy - the cousin Ohm (what the actual fuck was that gay detector invention??) - and the actual sex talk.

Production wise I am delighted that there were no slow motion scenes, nor overuse of sound effects! (We could use official english subs, but as always fansubbers came through on that fort so huge thanks for them!). And they had some good mics!

And the colors! Both main characters' red and blue (so much red and blue everywhere) and the show in general. Loved the cinematography of that beach trip episodes!

They are definitely one of my favorite thai bl couples!

[libidomechanica]

Untitled Poem # 12335

A rispetto sequence

               1

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               2

So she that white the North the treble, all creature smiled, and yet, for a mere taverns wooing they upon an everywhere low voice as breeches, but Juan! And the feet of legs in her chosen: what remain’d them, and keep the five string, because or a swan rogue South-sea-isle taboo, dwarfs of toil, save a glass of the heart. I’d grab your place book fell my hope, I wish to your mind.

               3

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               4

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               5

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               6

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               7

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               8

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               9

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               10

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               11

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[emmalostinwonderland]

WIP update

Hey, friends. I know literally no one is asking for this, but I started going through my google drive folders recently to see if I really do have as many WIP fics stacking up as I think I do... and apparently I have MORE than I thought.

I'm gonna go through all of them here mostly for my own peace of mind. However, if you read this and think one of the concepts sounds great and you want to shoot me some encouragement, my DMs and asks are open. Vague threats are also accepted, just to mix things up.

Anyway, synopses below the cut. Fandoms are tagged.

MCU

Steve/Bucky/Tony - Medieval Knights AU - est <20k words

Tony is the ruler of a small kingdom, and Steve is the lead knight. He and Bucky are together, and they open their hearts to Tony as time goes on. This is actually my fill for Fandom Trumps Hate 2023, so it's my top priority right now. I've got a full synopsis, most of the chapter outline, and literally none of the draft itself done.

Steve/Tony (with some Steve/Bucky in the beginning) - Conversion Camp AU - est >50k words

Steve meets Tony at a Pray-The-Gay-Away camp in 1995, they lose contact when Steve ages out of the program, canon events (super soldier serum and Iron Man) come into play, and they are reunited due to mutual connections with SHIELD or the US Military. So far with this, I have a very detailed synopsis, a full timeline for both Steve and Tony, a spotify playlist, character analyses, thorough research, and only like 800 words of a draft. This one WILL be finished, even if it takes me literal years.

Steve/Tony - Ireland AU - est <10k words

Tony meets Steve on the ferry from Liverpool to Belfast, and they have a whirlwind summer romance in Ireland. It's literally just a romcom. I wanted an excuse to fuck with their accents, so in this idea, Steve moved back to Ireland with his mom when he was super young, and Tony went to live with the Jarvis' (his godparents) in London after his parents died in his mid to late teens. I've got about 800 words in the draft, some loose research, and half a chapter outline. Maybe it'll get written, maybe not. Who's to say.

Steve/Tony - High School AU - est ~1k words

Steve and Tony are established high school sweethearts. They have Tony's parents house to themselves for the weekend. I wrote about 700ish words of this in January as a challenge to myself to write a whole oneshot in one night, but I chickened out when I got to the smut part, so it just sits in my google drive haunting me.

Steve/Tony - High Fantasy Soulmates AU - est ?? words

Steve is on a quest with a small party of his closest friends to take out the evil king in a neighboring kingdom. He meets his soulmate, Tony, in dreams every night. We all know what the plot twist is on this, so I'm not gonna bother spelling it out. I have about 4 sentences worth of an outline, but that's it.

Steve/Bucky - Friends with Benefits AU - est >20k words

Steve's wife, Peggy, finds that their relationship is getting stale and suggests inviting a third person to join them in bed from time to time. When Peggy ultimately leaves Steve anyway, he and Bucky discover something new just between the two of them. This is my latest collab with LouiKazooie! We have 2 others up on Ao3, and this one will likely be done before the end of the year.

Steve/Bucky - 1940's Canon Divergence - est ?? words

Dr Erskine sees Steve and Bucky's farewell moment before Steve attempts to enlist again, but he selects Bucky for the program instead in order to give him a higher likelihood of making it back home to Steve in one piece. I've got a synopsis, and I've got a one-liner for Howard written. That's it. Keep your expectations low.

Red, White, and Royal Blue

FirstPrince - Missionary AU - est <20k words

Alex moves to London for a study abroad program for international law, and Henry attempts to evangelize to him in a coffeeshop. Alex takes pity on him, and strikes up a tentative friendship with him. As they grow closer, Henry starts to realize that maybe he doesn't believe or connect with his religion the way he used to. I've got a detailed synopsis, and some of the scenes are clear as day in my head, but if I'm honest, there's no substantial outline or draft written down for this one yet.

FirstPrince - Din/Luke Oneshot Series - est ?? words

Alex and Henry roleplay as the Mandalorian and Luke Skywalker sometimes and the level of involvement gets more high stakes with every oneshot (like including cosplays or speaking Mando'a). This might be the dumbest idea I've ever had, but it's in my google drive so I had to include it here.

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Percabeth - Revolutionary War AU - est ~10k words

Percy is a spy for the militia. Annabeth is a plantation owner's daughter. She joins the cause, providing secrets, maps, and the occasional distraction all while unlearning things she's believed her whole life. This was an idea I had on a flight somewhere, and I wrote a scene in the notes app of my phone until I could get to wifi again. Apparently I have 1500 words of the draft done? I've also got a character breakdown and a vague idea of the flow of the story. I'm excited about this one.

Idk I think 10 WIP fics is enough for now. This was painful to look at. Thanks for the support, guys.