#so uuuuhhhhh.

[chickensauras]

Bedtime 😴

Regardless of any dissenting opinions from the local gremlin

[invinciblerodent]

[A subtitle saying "Taash: Doesn't matter how sad you are about doing evil crap if you keep doing it."]

Man, the literal kind isn't the only kind of fire that Taash spits. That's probably the most succinct summary of how I feel about Solas that any character has ever given in this story yet.

[mumpsetc]

oj ii number 6

Sorry, Satan, but I can't do this evil on my own I haven't left the house in nearly thirty thousand days

Cold Reactor By Everything Everything

[aro-culture-is]

Alloaro culture is wanting a similar word to qpr for a committed partner you have sex with sometimes that is not romantic: qpr isn’t right because it has the word platonic in it.

hi! in a very gentle way, i am vibrating to let you know this is incorrect :)

from the POV of someone who's been around the aro community since ~2013-2014 on tumblr, the only time i've seen folks start to say that qprs couldn't include sexual components has been when

they've learned an incorrect definition of QPRs, or

in one particularly notable case, the individual proposing it turned out to be quite sex negative and upset at the mere thought that people could think that qprs could include sexual activity. this individual suggested an alternative term for individuals desiring sex in QPRs in a rather explicitly alloarophobic measure. when gently called out from what had seemed to be a genuine attempt at coining a new term, the above came to light. smaller cases of this pop up every once in a while, but this one got some notoriety.

queerplatonic was always meant to mean "queering the idea of a platonic relationship", "queering the idea of what a relationship means", and by explicit definition, has always been broadly and radically inclusive. any relationship, so long as the partners involved agree it is a queerplatonic one, is queerplatonic. no exceptions. this can mean it involves romance, sex, traditionally platonic elements, and anything and everything those involved desire out of it.

tldr; the word platonic is in queerplatonic to say it is counter to the idea of a restricted "platonic" relationship.

[triple-pupil]

The whole gang is here.

[accidental-spice]

In the words of Jessica Day, "Work sucked today, my friends"

[tomokikuroki]

[unionizedwizard]

every day i listen to some obscure 70's rock ripped straight from a super rare vinyl by a 68 years old guy with a youtube channel who's from greece or germany or serbia and Every Single Time, it's got a Very Obviously Baroque Pattern going on during one of the 12 minutes long songs, at which point my ears perk up like a dog who just heard the word "walk" or perhaps "treat"

[elibunn]

i’m not dead!!! just in the process of a cross country move and haven’t had much time for art, but we’re closing soon so i’ll be so so free!!!!! (normal amount of free but still much more free than the past few weeks)

[good-beans]

I am not immune to cheesy anime one liners and stunning gender ambiguous swordsmen.....

[jewishcissiekj]

Mother Talzin only referring to Asajj by name once at the end of the Nightsisters arc just comes across as her not remembering her name throughout most of it which honestly is totally plausible and really fucking funny

[foxcassius]

im at work and when i come to work on sundays i come in at 9 even tho we open at ONE PM so i get to sit here for 4 hours and "get work done" and what that really means is i get to read a moomin book i had sent from cleveland public main branch

[kinnbig]

kinnbig kiss? :O

YEAH there's a kinnbig kiss in the novels lol and because I'm extra af I compiled some translations to make a somewhat readable version SO if you wanted to read it umm. here it is. 👀 [cw: alcohol, kissing under the influence of alcohol]

[context: Tawan has returned, Porsche and Kinn have broken up over it, Kinn is drunk.]

"Khun Kinn!" Big calls for me as he runs into the room. The alcohol has started to make me dizzy. I feel myself losing control of my emotions. "Let me go!" I sweep everything from the table onto the floor. I'm exhausted by all the emotions. I want them to stop. I feel like I could explode at any moment. "Khun Kinn! Khun Kinn, don't be like this." Big helps me to the sofa. "Let me go," I continue to shake, but the more I move the dizzier I feel. I'd almost drunk the whole bottle. I'm starting to hallucinate. "What is the matter, Khun Kinn? Is something wrong?" Big sits beside me on the sofa and wraps his arms around me. "Let me go! Porsche? Porsche?" My mind feels blurry. I can't keep the image of Porsche crying from replaying in my head. I close my eyes, unable to fight the heaviness in my eyelids. Next to me, someone is talking. I don’t know what he's saying. I can't comprehend any of the words. "I'm sorry, Porsche. Porsche, I'm sorry. Come back home with me." I say his name over and over like a madman. His name is the only thing I know. "Why does it have to be him?" the voice next to me says. "Porsche. I promise I won't make you sad again." My head feels so heavy I can barely support it. I let it fall, resting on the shoulder beside me. It reminds me of Porsche's warm body, the way we used to tease and hug one another. I've missed leaning on his shoulder like this. "Was he so good that I can't replace him?" There's a soft touch on my hand. I feel my face being lifted and warm breath on my cheek. "You came back to me, right? Porsche?" The person beside me is Porsche. It has to be Porsche. My heart swells. He's come back to me. "It's not me, is it?" His lips press against my own. The touch is gentle, even as I hear him sniffle softly. My hands find the back of his neck as I deepen the kiss. It feels nostalgic. It makes me want more. His tongue glides fiercely against my own. Porsche tastes different than I'm used to. The familiar, warm feeling isn't there. Strange, strange that even as he reaches inside my shirt, hand light on my chest, I don't feel dizzy. My heart isn’t pounding like before. Porsche touching me like this usually makes me tremble. Even with these thoughts, my brain begins to white-out. Intoxication makes my body ignite. For a while we kiss, his tongue hot in my mouth. His lips glide into the crevice of my neck. I tilt my head to give him full access to my throat. "Big! What the hell are you doing?" It’s the voice of Khun, the bastard that keeps buzzing in my ear. He barges into the room, and suddenly the person in front of me pulls away. "Porsche? Where are you going, Porsche?" I ramble, calling his name. "Khun Kinn, it's me." "Wow, why are you as drunk as this? Big, what did you do? Go, leave us!" "But Khun Kinn-" "I can take care of my younger brother. You can leave now!" "Yes, Khun." "Damn you, Kinn! You almost gave in to that bastard Big! That fucking asshole was taking advantage of you! You're lucky that Arm saw him enter your room, or else he definitely would have done something to you. I won't accept him as my brother-in-law! I'm not giving up on #teamPorsche!"

[table-top-romulan-playing-games]

Finally ordered some dry food storage things so I can store some food...

Also the Large freezer bags I got from Wegmans aren't as big as I wanted but they are doable...

[clonesupport]

That Morning - The End of a Chapter

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Amalla pays her regular visits to Arthur’s grave whenever she has the time. Every time she sits down in front of his grave, the memories flood back like it was yesterday. It’s hard to let go of the past when the wounds still feel so fresh.

“Losin’ you was like watchin’ the colour drain from my life, like losin’ the gravity holding me to the ground, the air in my lungs to breathe. What is a writer without a pen? A home with no family, a flower vase with no water? Worst part of it all was I couldn’t do nothing, that I weren’t even there when you died. All I could do scream, cry. Wished with all my might that I was by your side, and I fought everything to make it there. Charles was too strong for my weak attempts, bless him. He pulled me away from the danger, from my own fogged sight blinded with manic distress. I suppose he even saved me from the added trauma I’d’ve faced if I’d made it there. Lord, I don’t even know what I would’ve done if I made it in time. I reckon I wouldn’t have been able to do anything anyway, too many men tryin’ to kill us. I might’ve died that night too.

I still remember finding you that morning when they’d all gone. Charles insisted I’d stay behind but I couldn’t. I don’t know what broke my heart more, the reality of your passing or knowing that you died alone. I always wondered what happened on that ledge, my memories all feel like a blur. You must get tired of hearing me talk about this, but it’s all I think of every waking moment of my life. Finding this spot for you put me at ease a bit, but God it hurt so much more to bury you.

If you’d asked me 5 years ago about that night I’d’ve probably said that I wish I’d gone to die with you, if dyin’ with you was all I had left in this world after you’d gone. But I’m happy I didn’t, no matter how hard it was and how long it took for me to get better, and Lord did it take a long time. I’m findin’ things to be content about again. ‘Course not without a few bumps in the road, a good cry visitin’ here after a long week or the sudden crushin’ feelin’ of empty loss when it gets too much. Charles looks out for me though, he’s the best thing that’s happened to me since. I doubt I’d be here if it weren’t for him, whether it’d be that night or any day since. He takes good care of me now so don’t worry darlin’, I’m in good hands. He always had a gentle and carin’ soul didn’t he?

I miss you so much. Hope you’re doing alright up there without me, don’t go havin’ too much fun now. I love you.”

[mazojo]

“Quiero saber si me enamore de ella por ser ella o porque me gustan las mujeres”

It’s giving…. Haha but not haha funny haha weird