#short answer: there is no point

[gwynndolin]

Every new week on the Satisfactory subreddit brings us a new post asking about what the point of the automated miner recipe is

[nidbaesenpai]

Dare you say this love could just save you

[sevenines]

i saw this tweet and found it interesting for two reasons. one is that some people base how good cartoon network would be to toh by how it treated su, and despite the fact that su’s treatment by the network was considered poor at the time, now its thought to be exceptionally good in comparison to modern shows.

two is how exactly su got impacted by a limited budget. a common criticism is how characters like connie, peridot, and lapis are left out of missions. but balancing a lot of characters is not only hard but also costly (extra animation, extra voices—it’s been revealed that the show is limited to a set number of characters per episode otherwise they’re over budget). animation mistakes are not uncommon since retakes cost extra. the entire reason the original show got cut short was due to loss of funding!

[ghelgheli]

sorry if you've already answered this but i just read your post about whipping girl and found it so so so insightful!! i was wondering if you have any other recommendations for books/articles/etc. about transmisogyny and the lives of tma people. thank you in advance!!

I'm glad it was helpful! this is the second ask on the subject I've let pile up, because I want to do my best with it but I'm also far from an expert. I think half the work of answering "transmisogyny syllabus" questions is explaining why it's so hard to do so in the first place.

one of the tools of hegemony is the epistemic violence it works against its subjects; this is essential to transmisogyny, thru which we have historically been rendered unable to so much as record our existence, let alone theorize from it. it is incredibly difficult for a tma person to access the institutional devices of knowledge-making, most of all the university. even when we do it is typically for the institutions we work under to shoehorn our work into the hegemonic model, stymieing actual progress. so theories and histories of transmisogyny have had to progress in a patchwork, often informal fashion, upstream and at personal risk. I am not going to be able to give you books that I would recommend without criticism, because the epistemic violence of transmisogyny has made it virtually impossible to write such a book. but with that said, here are some recommendations:

- this post multiplied my understanding of transmisogyny manifold, and was one of the most clarifying things I've read on the subject

- hands off our lives, our stories, and our bodies, is imo essential to anyone interested in a theory of transmisogyny that actually engages with its manifestations in the global south

- I enjoyed My Words to Victor Frankenstein above the Village of Chamounix: Performing Transgender Rage by Susan Stryker for the vibes

- two historical excavations of transmisogyny: Trans Misogyny in the Colonial Archive: Re-Membering Trans Feminine Life and Death in New Spain, 1604–1821 by Jamey Jesperson and ‘Selective Historians’: The Construction of Cisness in Byzantine and Byzantinist Texts by Ilya Maude

- Romancing the Transgender Native is good for learning the trappings of ahistorical and idealist "third gender" attributions

- especially (but not exclusively) if you are yourself a trans woman/transfem/tma, consider reading fiction by trans women/tma people, like Serious Weakness by Porpentine Charity Heartscape (check tws) or LOTE by Shola von Reinhold

- Jules Gill-Peterson's A Short History of Trans Misogyny is great for some case studies in global transmisogyny, and a decent materialist approach. but I think she makes the same mistake serano made re: equivocation of transmisogyny with the oppression of femininity, and she would have done well to read the second article on this list. her histories of the transgender child is also good, though not especially focussed on transmisogyny

- follow @ bloomfilters on twitter

if this looks like a hodgepodge that's because it is on account of what I said in the first two paragraphs. I am really not an expert and I am sure there are others who could give you much more. but to echo a friend, you may be just as likely to get something out of a game or a song written by a tma person as you are an essay. every medium can be an opportunity to plunge the roots of our theorizing deeper.

[everyryuujisuguro]

[love-r-boy]

i made a uquiz because i reread antigone and felt catharsis. which tragic greek figure are you?

[guess-i-do-art]

Draw Izzy Hands :3

✨💅sChMoL💅✨

Before you say anything like “ohhh stede should have been Ed or Lucius” yes that occurred to me, but Stede is the king of passive aggression plus I really wanted to draw him in his cursed red suit 🫶

[ayyy-imma-ninja]

Dear Eclipse, haa there ever been a time you and a human we're friends but something happened to them?

“No.”

[wayfayrr]

Here is the menace with your chosen word Farewell. So gather 'round, sit back, relax and please stay in your seat. Kick your feet up and grab some popcorn. Oh, and of course, lest we not forget, enjoy the show.

Now here is a Reader, that one of the boys is looking for, what seems like for millennias. This is Navi!Reader.

Instead of Navi, Time called them Reader.

They have blue wings and they change colour depending on their emotions.

Their glow also changes it's colour depending on their emotion.

Red is anger/ worried.

Yellow is focused/ determined.

Green is happy/ sick (like when you spin to often).

White is fear.

Blue is calm.

Pink is embarrassed/ flustered.

With that they are one of the very few fairies that doesn't have white wings and glow pink. And now the only one.

Beneath the light Reader wears a blue toga with green ends and a Sakura petal pattern, that petals 🌸, with golden a vein-like belt and pair of shoes, which looks more like an accessory than shoes.

They are the last fairy of the Kokiri and knows what happened to them.

They also saw how the Kroks came to life.

They hide inside the Deku Tree since they left Time as a child.

Sage found them as he slept inside the Deku Tree, since then he always has them around.

They call him "my little Zonai".

He knows that they went through something horrible and they told him about the time travels, the Kokiri, the Kroks. But they left Time out, as he maybe wanted to keep his privacy.

They feel incredibly guilty for leaving Time behind, but they had to.

If they wouldn't come back to the Deku Tree after their purpose was fulfilled they would've died in Time's hands.

I'd like to believe that Reader is Time's first love. He only got along with Saria for as long as he can remember, but then there comes Reader. His very own Fairy the very thing that caused him of being an outcast as he didn't had one.

Since then Reader was with him, nevermind if it was underwater or in a volcano. Reader was by his side and is the only one who REALLY knows how Time feels as they also got kicked back in time before Ganondorf attacked.

Reader was his partner, friend and guide. They teached him how to hold the sword and shield properly. They told him about the monsters around him and how to kill them easily or their weaknesses or helped him focus by flying around the monster's weak points. So he can kill them easier or that his shot is more accurate.

As a fairy they are immortal as long as they have a purpose they don't die beyond the borders of the Lost Woods, if their purpose allows them to cross it.

They love sweets and kinda act like a hummingbird as they normally ate/ drank(?) sweet nectar from the forest flowers.

They are scared of Skulltulas and they got stuck in their webs a few times in the Forest Temple and the old Deku Tree.

Time was their very first friend and so they always hope that he lives a good life.

If anyone would've told them that he went into the Lost Woods to look for them. They would be happy and disappointed as they don't want him to hold onto them.

They were his mouth for the first instances as he was too overwhelmed with everything, from being destined to purge the evil to stepping outside of the forest. He was just shy at first as he never met adults so they talked for him until he got the courage to do it himself!

They call him "my Kokiri".

Their Song is "Airplanes" from BOB feat Hayley Williams and Eminem.

How they met/reunited.

Reader's PoV:

I flew around searching that idiot who put me in a bottle! I flew around and saw him, Link. I was seeing red and completely disregarded the group that was talking to him.

„YOU IDIOT LINK! I APPRECIATE YOUR CONCERN BUT DON'T PUT ME IN A BOTTLE!! I ALMOST DIED AS IT SHATTERED!! I AM IMMORTAL BUT THAT ONLY MEANS THAT I CAN'T DIE OF AGE NOT INJURIES!! YOU IDIOT! MORON!! FOOL!!!“ I stomped with my foot the air in anger and he looked at me surprised and shocked.

„Sorry? But how should I protect you?! You are a frail and tiny fairy!! I thought you are safe in there!!“

„I WAS WITH ONE HERO ALREADY!! I WAS WITH HIM THROUGH HIS WHOLE JOURNEY!!! I KNOW, HOW TO DODGE ATTACKS AND AVOID MONSTERS!!! I DID IT MULTIPLE TIMES!! YES, I'M SMALL BUT DOESN'T MEAN I'M HELPLESS, LINK!!!“ I screamed at him but he didn't budge.

„But you don't know how the monsters here are you hid inside the Deku Tree for millennias! You saw more of the changes of Hyrule than all of Hyrule together! And You where only inside the Lost Woods! In your little house!!“

„Uhm... Excuse me?“ Our heads snap to the interrupting Hylian and screamed unison.

„WHAT?! DON'T JUST INTERRUPT OUR CONVERSATION!!“ but the Hylian just looked at me.

„Reader, is that you?“ he came nearer to us.

„That's my name how do you know... Wait a minute...“ I flew around him and his eyes looked so hopeful and scared at the same time.

But this sparkles in his eyes as he looked at me. I immediately knew who it was and hugged his cheek.

„Link?! The little Link!? My Kokiri!!“ he held his hands carefully around me, in fear to hurt me or that I will disappear any second.

„Reader it's really you! I thought, I will never see you again!“

„Me neither. As my purpose was fulfilled, I had to go back to the Woods or I would've died in your little hands and I didn't want that! So how have you been? You look so tall compared from the last time I saw you and I see you have sons! Many of them.“ one of the hero's children spit out his water or whatever he was drinking and was coughing roughly.

„They are not my children, Reader! Twilight is my descendant but the others aren't mine.“

„Twilight? You were never good with name giving were you?“ I shook my head disapprovingly.

„It's not like that! We all are called Link and Twilight is the Hero of Twilight that's why he has that nickname!“

„Ohhh... Sorry, just thought as they look a bit like you, especially the young one, his eyes promise that he is a gremlin like you.“ the man before me began to blush.

„Stop that!“

„Wait! You were with Time as he was child?“ asked one of the boys, he had a white cape with the Master Sword on his back.

„Well, kind of. I heard much about him from other fairies but also witnessed it myself. I was with that little Kokiri since the beginning of his journey and travelled through time with him.“ I looked at my now hero who looked shocked at me.

„You never told me, you were the guide of the Hero of Time!“ I tilted my head.

„Well, I wanted to respect Link's privacy and I was confused as I didn't know if you knew him as the Hero of Time or not. As we got send back in time and it was before Ganondorf tried to get the Triforce. So I didn't know how to explain that part very well. I'm really sorry, my little Zonai!“ I flew towards the young man with difficulty as my Kokiri didn't want to let me go but he just hugged me.

„I'm not mad and never would be. You've been through so much so I forgive now come we have to go. Hyrule doesn't save itself.“ he smiled something he did very rarely nowadays but it seem off like their was something sinister and possessive behind it. But my purpose was to travel with him and help him open his heart!

„Okay... See you again my Kokiri. I'm sure of it and it was a pleasure to met the other heroes and your descendant!“ I waved with a green yellow glow before following my Zonai who walked away but I didn't see his smug smirk or the glare that Kokiri gave the Zonai.

After the Zonai defeated the Demon Dragon I was about to fly back to the Deku Tree as my purpose was fulfilled but Link put me into a bottle again.

„Link! Let Me Out!!“

„I can't do that you will leave me again!!“

„Please! I have to go back to the Woods! You can visit me but please let me go!!!“ I sounded desperate as I felt my strength dwindling.

„NO! I WANT YOU WITH ME!! YOU WERE WITH ME!!!“

„This time you don't pack up and leave like back then Reader! I should have put you in a bottle back then.“ My Kokiri... His voice sounded so stern...

My consciousness disappeared more and more that I would wake up and fall back in the black every now and then.

„Reader...?“ I didn't know who spoke but it was like I could hear the bottle opening but I already lied there on the bottom of the bottle I was to weak.

I only felt how I fell out of the bottle into a hand. „Woods... I... Need... To... The... Woods...“ I whispered and suddenly I hear the two which normally fought the most running for their or my life.

Then I got snatched into the hand of another hero he gave me sugar water but that only kept me alive for a little while longer. Then he took of running again. He was definitely faster than the other two. But I didn't know if we could make it to the Lost Woods in time. Then I felt the familiar fog around me and I got my strength back.

„Ah... You came back, my child of the past.“ I sat up in the hands and looked at the Great Deku Tree.

„Sorry... For the delay... Had some... Challenges to conquer...“ I breathed in and out before turning to my hero, which was the Hero of Legends.

I kissed his cheek before circling around him. „Thank you! You are my hero!! If you wouldn't got me here, I would have died!!“

He got little red in embarrassment as the heroes didn't get much gratitude and appreciation but he nodded. So I flew to the Deku Tree.

„Purpose fulfilled, Great Deku Tree. The evil was purged and the hero is save and sound with the princess! So mission was successfully accomplished!!“ I said cheerfully.

„Can I ask something?“ said the hero.

„Of course, young hero. What can I do for you?“

„Is it possible that Reader can come with us? They know more about the shadow than any of us. They just have to see him and know as what he is hiding. We really need that help.“

„I understand. Reader get the light.“

„Really but Deku Tree that should be kept hidden until the world needs it again!“ I called out to him.

„I know young one, but you are the only being here old enough to use it and move. So your new task is to help this heroes with the light.“

„Understood, Deku Tree! I will go and get it!“ I disappeared into the Deku Tree and up to the crown, where I found the Minish hiding like me.

I didn't have to say anything. The little creatures gave me the Force. It may be not as strong as the Triforce but its for use for the heroes. I hoped, that these two calmed down by now. The light disappeared into my body and my body lighten up as I grew. My wings were bigger same with my body. It was strange but my shine was now dimmer, that means they would be able to see my toga I HAVE NO UNDERWEAR!! Good, flying is now forbidden Reader!! I stepped out of the Deku Tree and only saw the heroes standing on the resting place of the Master Sword with their jaws dropped, wide eyes and red.

„Seems like you still have a guide my dear heroes. I'm Reader, your fairy guide! If you have any questions just ask away!“ I said with a wink and a mock salute.

That's how they got Navi!Reader in their group until they fulfilled their task. But the Chain will find a way to keep them with the group until then. That's also the only Chain where Sage kinda listens to Time. Well, mostly because of Reader as Time was their partner in the past and they wouldn't be happy if they would fight. But as soon as all of them fall in love they will also notice that Reader doesn't fly as much as usual. Well as soon they find out the why, they are red with a nosebleed while Reader is screeching in embarrassment and explain that as a fairy they never needed things like underwear. Well, Wild hopes for a try again for his camera, Sage too. Wind wants them as his guide like Time, maybe with a little puppy crush. But at the end they try to solve the issue with the Triforce that Reader doesn't die when they leave the border of the Lost Woods. But Reader doesn't understand courting traditions from the Hylian as they are a Fairy. But Hyrule as a half Fae so he has more modern versions of Fairy courtship. So he is the only one who gets Reader to understand that they are being courted. But the others will see that and do the same, which confuses them dearly as it's a very sudden change in their opinion.

Navi!reader is an interesting concept, seeing as there is going to be one hero with a giant attachment to them first and foremost.

Time, if he gets the chance is never going to let them go ever. especially now that they have a more hylian form and can

[silvrash-797]

Hey Ash! Here’s my little gift fic for you for the baby shower— it isn’t much, but I hope you like it :) congratulations again! <3

-Sky Floor

...

Twilight was not pacing.

His footsteps padded steadily across the grass, yes, and he was walking back and forth, just as he had been for... he wasn’t actually sure how long. But he wasn’t pacing. He wasn’t nervous.

A distant cry caught his ear, and Twilight couldn’t help his flinch, pressing his fingers into the skin of his palms. It was fine. Everything was fine. It had been a while, sure, and the faint noises he could hear from the house had gotten more loud and frequent, but everything was fine. He hadn’t heard anything to dispute the fact, and just because it had been hours with no sign of Time or the doctor who’d shown up, it was—

“Rancher?”

Twilight flinched again, and he turned to see Wild walk up, blond hair looking more silver in the moonlight.

“Champion,” he greeted, and Wild gave him a little smile, though it faded when a faint noise came from the farmhouse again.

“Nobody’s come out?” he asked, and Twilight shook his head, going back to his steady not-pacing.

“Not yet.”

Wild gave his head a little bob, and he leaned against one of the porch supports, watching Twilight walk back and forth. Crickets chirped somewhere nearby, and the low hoot of an owl accompanied them, but Twilight was too distracted to enjoy the night, not caring the least about the bright swirls of stars above his head, with only a faint sliver of moon joining them.

“Twilight,” Wild spoke up after a minute, eyes still following him back and forth. They always seemed a little brighter than other people’s eyes in the dark, the blues shining just a bit. Twilight had wondered once or twice if that was because of the shrine, but he certainly wasn’t going to dwell on it right now. “Maybe you should come in the barn with everyone else.”

“No thanks.”

“The captain started a game of cards,” Wild tried again. “I think Wind’s trying to get him to bet his scarf.”

“No thanks.”

Wild pursed his lips, and Twilight jumped when another faint cry came from inside, speeding his steps. He appreciated Wild trying to distract him, but he wasn’t planning on taking a single step further from the farmhouse than necessary.

A hand settled on his arm, and Twilight paused, looking over at Wild.

“Twilight, all this pacing isn’t doing any good,” he said, voice pleading. “You’re just flattening all of Time and Malon’s grass and wearing yourself out. You sure you don’t want to go play cards? Or at least head inside with everyone else?”

Twilight shook his head. “Wild, I... I can’t. That’s my ancestor being born up there, I can’t just sit around playing cards right now, it’s...”

He bit his lip, crossing his arms over his chest.

“...I don’t know how to explain it,” he said quietly, and it wasn’t a lie. He truly didn’t know how to explain to Wild that he couldn’t just walk away and try to distract himself from what was going on, not with this, not away from his family.

Wild sighed and shook his head, but he gave Twilight’s shoulder a squeeze.

“Okay. But... at least consider getting some sleep at some point?” he asked. Twilight gave him a ghost of a smile.

“At some point. I’d say I wish I knew what time it was, but I really don’t want to know.”

“I’d guess around two,” Wild said with a glance up at the sky, and Twilight sighed.

“You know, I said I didn’t want to know.”

“Well that was just a guess,” Wild shrugged, but there was mischief shining in his eyes. “Maybe it’s more like three anyway.”

Twilight groaned at the thought of it being that late, and Wild chuckled as he gave him a light elbow.

Their ribbing continued for a few minutes, and Twilight started to relax a bit, Wild doing a pretty fine job of distracting him. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if he ducked in the barn for a few minutes. He should probably check on everyone else anyway, he’d barely spoken to the other Links since they’d gotten here...

The door inside suddenly opened, and Twilight looked over with his nerves shooting back to their frayed state. The doctor that had shown up was standing there, face neutral, and he scanned Twilight’s face for a second, gaze catching on his markings.

“You the one they call Twilight?” he asked, and Twilight nodded. “Good. Lons want you upstairs.”

“Really?” Twilight asked hesitantly, and the doctor nodded, stroking his beard.

“Really,” he said, and smiled a bit. “Said you were family. I think they want you to meet their new baby boy.”

Twilight’s eyes went wide, and the doctor chuckled, turninv to Wild.

“Son would you help me find Malon’s father? Need to tell him the news.”

Wild nodded, then gave Twilight’s shoulder a squeeze before leading him off to where Talon had been nervously holed up in the barn with the rest of them.

Twilight swallowed as they walked away, then went inside.

He crept through the silent living room and then upstairs, taking care to be quiet as he walked down the hall and towards Time and Malon’s room. Twilight hesitated before gently knocking, and then pushed open the door when he heard Time’s voice saying he could come in.

It was dim in the room, but plenty bright enough to see. Malon lay propped up with pillows, looking exhausted in bed, and Time sat beside her, looking at least as tired as she did. Seeing her okay made Twilight’s heart calm a bit, but the thing that really drew his focus was the tiny bundle in between them.

Twilight swallowed. It was so small...

“Hey Twilight,” Malon said as he slipped in, giving him a tired smile. Her voice was more worn than he’d ever heard it, but coated in happiness.

“Hi Miss Malon,” Twilight greeted back, his voice soft. He hadn’t actually seen her since they’d arrived at the ranch yesterday. “How are you doing?”

“Exhausted, but I expected that. It’s nice to see you again,” she smiled. “I’m glad you boys came when you did.”

“We certainly timed it well,” Time said with a smile of his own, and Twilight let out a nervous laugh. Time pressed a kiss to Malon’s hair, and she hummed, closing her eyes for a moment.

The look on Time’s face wasn’t one that Twilight saw very often— a more intense version of the loving look he would make when speaking about Malon. At the moment it was even more intense, filled with something soft and protective and fierce and loving.

He felt a brief pang as he thought what would become of that look in the future, but he was interrupted by Malon catching his eye.

“Twilight? You want to meet him?” she asked softly, and Twilight swallowed, then stepped over to the bed. Malon held out the little bundle, and Twilight carefully took it, his hands steady despite their trembling.

He’d held babies before, plenty of times, and knew just how to cradle heads and support their necks, but this... this was different. This was his ancestor.

Family.

Twilight swallowed and looked down at the baby in his arms.

He really was tiny, though maybe it just seemed that way in Twilight’s relatively large arms. Twilight had never seen a truly newborn baby before either, and he was a little surprised at how red and scrunched up he seemed, a tiny dash of reddish hair on his head. He looked almost more like a tomato than a baby.

Twilight ran a gentle thumb along his cheek, and the baby yawned, a tiny hand catching his finger and holding on. Something in Twilight’s chest melted and then turned into mush, and he immediately knew he would do anything for this kid.

“Hey buddy,” Twilight whispered, and the baby made an almost squeaking sound. “I guess you’re my however-greats grandad, huh?”

The baby squeaked again, eyes slitting open just a little, and Twilight caught a glimpse of brilliant blue, a mix between Time and Malon’s, almost as bright as Wild’s. Twilight held him closer, and was glad nobody except Time and Malon saw the tear that snuck past his defenses.

The baby snuggled up to him, and Twilight held him for a few more minutes, admiring every tiny detail, from his fingers to his toes. He began smacking his lips after a bit, squirming and making little noises, and Twilight carefully moved back to Malon’s bedside and handed her the baby.

“I think he wants to eat,” Twilight whispered, his voice thick. “Thank... thanks for letting me hold him.”

“Of course hon,” Malon smiled, and she ran her hand over his cheek before taking back her baby. “You’re family too.”

Twilight nodded, eyes stinging suspiciously, and Time gave his hair a fond ruffle, a warm smile on his face.

Twilight stayed a few minutes longer, talking quietly with Time and Malon a little, but he soon left them be to let them all get some rest. Malon and Time both smiled at him, and Twilight gently closed the door behind him, wiping his eyes.

Wild was waiting for him on the front porch, and he gave him a nervous look as Twilight walked over to him.

“Is Malon okay? How’s the baby?” he asked anxiously, and Twilight smiled at him, and put his arm around Wild.

“They’re all doing fine,” he said, and gave his brother a squeeze as he thought back to the pure happiness on Time and Malon’s faces.

Just fine.

Poor Twi! Labor can be scary when you have personal investment in it. Good for Wild in trying to distract him!

And OOOUGH Twi being the first to see the new baby because he's family 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

[canisalbus]

hi your art has for the longest time rendered me to utter shreds. nary a piece of me left untouched by the papershredder that ur blog is to my brain. what do you MEAN the thorny sickly looking one is getting held close to a warm chest at night what do you MEAN shopping in modern au together what do you MEAN reunion after 17 years sticking ur stupid snout into another mans neck I'm ILL . I'm ILL about this. and your art style is . ohhhhh. speechless your color work and line work is like honey and i am a stupid little ant getting lost in it

p o e t r y

[worstloki]

Fortesa Latifi, We Were Young

[katabay]

Do you think brothers are an interesting motif in both fiction and history?

I’ve watched all 15 seasons of supernatural, I have a sideblog that only contains posts about cain and abel, and one of my favorite epics is statius’ thebaid

[vonlipvig]

As someone who read the original book (it is a surprisingly complex read, but I definitely want to tackle the sequels at some point), I’m guessing from your reaction that they’ve put the kiss scene back in? If so that’s good, because the original book had quite a bit of gay rep and subtext to it (which I started to list here before realising I’d written a fucking paragraph and deleted it), so it was top of my list of things I’d hoped the film would put that back in. (If you’re curious btw the other two were more world lore, and Boq and Elphaba’s pretty supportive friendship).

That said the book has rotted my brain slightly, because a small part of me genuinely wants each of the five parts of what is, effectively, a very dense fantasy biography, to be its own film. For clarity this would mean that we’d spend the ENTIRE first film in Munchkin Land, with Elphaba not yet able to talk, learning about the geopolitical, historical, AND religious position of Oz. While in the background the infant Elphaba’s parents slowly and messily fall into a polyamorous relationship with a traveler from the South… (very much a film I fear only I wish to see)

...THEY KISS?!

no, they definitely don't here (if you meant my comment about [REDACTED], that's something totally different, i'll drop it in the tags so people can avoid it if they haven't watched the movie yet, cause it's worth it to go into it blind for that!).

i mean, i'm pretty sure the movies are just adapting what's in the theater show (plus some new bits maybe? it IS a lot longer after all), so i doubt they're gonna go into that much detail or go further from what the play covers. but i mean, gelphie have always been gay as hell honestly, so i'd absolutely love to see a kiss hehe.

i never read the book(s?), but yeah, from what i've heard, i goes...pretty wild. something something animals? orgy? i don't know man, fantasy books are like that i guess lmao.

[karlkapri]

What are your top 3 nhl teams with the best vibes?

ooh ok. yea. fun. love this. im going to declare all my biases upfront: im a pens, bruins & wild fan so obviously my nr 1 is:

minny

they have flower. they have kaprizov. they go on homoerotic little holidays together. they have two deweys and one foligno. their captain is pretty and everyone is short. every game is somehow embarrassing. even if they win. especially if they win. 11/10 cant lose.

nr 2: philly

i dont follow them or root for them but i will have nightmares about the dog mask every day for the rest of my life. also they made drysdale come hang out w them during the all star break and that was cute. also the conga line. hardass coach but we stay silly. 9/10 solid vibes.

nr 3: yotes

jason zucker lives there.

[carlyraejepsans]

about the tme tma thing this is the first time ive heard those terms and according to your explanation cis men cant be tma. the thing is when i was looking up the terms i came across this reddit thread saying that they are? in no way am i saying that theyre right and reddit isnt really a trustable source but i was just wondering what theyre talking about here because im not fully understanding it

http s://www.reddit.com/r/ask_transgender/comments/jez6fr/what_is_tme_and_tma/?rdt=45467

its a comment by revengeofsalmacis shows up as the top comment for me

i mean, this is exactly what i meant with "the lines drawn aren't neat and there's nuance to these definitions". drag queens, gnc cis men, they are also victims of violence in an overlap and blending of homophobia and transmisogyny, as patriarchal society collapses those two groups into the same category of threat to the bioessentialism that upholds its system of gendered violence. personally, i would file gender nonconformity under the definition of transfem genderqueerness, not in relation to how the individuals personally identify (cis or trans or otherwise), but in relation to how their outward expression of their identity—and thus rejection of ""maleness"" as a construct—results in them becoming the target of patriarchal violence.

not a fan of you framing my words as "you said cis men can't be tma". i never said that. i tried to give a gross approximation of the terms, in response to a post that was explicitly acknowledging nuanced cases and how they might not fit in that, such as intersex people and their unique perspective of AGABs and gendered social upbringing.

also, where does misogyny end and homophobia begin. where does homophobia end and transmisogyny begin. islamophobia is an attested form or racism, but you'll see non-muslims like sikhs, hindu, even christian minorities victimized because the idea of "the arab" in the west doesn't give a crap about accuracy and cultural distinction. like homophobia and transmisogyny, it identifies an "other" that is a threat to the system and attacks anyone that is close enough to it, regardless of what "the actual truth" is. this is like, intersectionality 101