#that someone is very territorial

[rumble-bee-art]

Someone is very much against the concept of smudge-proof lipstick

[rookflower]

i will say im a windclan moor >>> windclan prairie truther in my heart but i also think looking at "warrior cats is set in the new forest/england/the uk" and going "no it's not. it's actually set wherever i live" is awesome so whatever. whatever you think is right and whatever i think is right. 10 billion creative and inspired by personal experience warrior cats settings forever

[gurggggleburgle]

SY picking up a fluffy ball of fur: what a cute fluffy pomeranian

3 weeks later crushed under the weight: oh no. It's a Chow!!!

[the-shy-lonely-weirdo]

MINE

[faceofpoe]

"Don't make the same mistake twice."

Because I am fully in camp 'Clone Operative dude is someone devastating under that helmet' do not clown us all on this writers and a spiteful at condescending assholes on Reddit hopeful part of me just really wants it to somehow be (saveable) Tech so we can have a reunited-for-one-last-fight-full-Batch-back-together finale-

The narrative argument for somehow-Tech-returned:

(also see: my (much shorter) narrative contemplation for Cody)

I have a sneaking suspicion that our character development focus is going to shift from Crosshair to Hunter for the back half of the season. Crosshair feels a bit... done? He chose Omega over the easy out on Lau, he's owned up to making mistakes, embraced his place among the squad again ("much worse" than Hunter - lol), he's had his faceoff/heart-to-heart/mutual saving each other rapid progression with Howzer - yeah I imagine there are still things we're going to learn about what he went through/possible ramifications therein, but as far as accepting who he is/his place/etc I think we're winding down on his focus.

Bringing our attention to the end of ep 7 and Rex & Hunter's convo about walking away, and his convo at the end of s2 with Echo about an unwinnable fight and so on. He just wants to protect his squad but the walls are closing in, and Omega won't be content just running and hiding.

And this brings me to the end of season 1 and Crosshair's rather lacking motivational speech about why they should join the Empire finally - they're meant for more than wandering aimlessly as fugitives, etc, and he tells Hunter - "Don't make the same mistake twice."

Now in s3e5, in what felt like the galaxy's most unfinished conversation ever, Hunter tells Crosshair he has "regrets" - but what exactly are they?

Fleeing Kamino in Aftermath, presumably not.

But the number of times in season 1 when he's given the opening to revisit the whole "leaving our own behind" thing and just - doesn't? Everyone else starts in on the "wait maybe the whole thing was the chip?' convo in ep 3 and he shuts it down to focus on the crisis at hand. He later says he's mad at himself for leaving Crosshair behind, and Omega says they'll find a way to get him back and he nods but - I don't think the notion is ever revisited?

Rex emphasizes how the chips are impossible to resist.

They *see* what it does to Wrecker.

Howzer refuses to flee Ryloth with them because he won't abandon his squad - knows they're good men, hopes he can convince them that they're not doing the right thing. We get a brief contemplative look at that, and the look back at Crosshair after they flee but.

After Kamino and after Bracca, sure, maybe the risk of even trying to get to him would seem too high - but we never even get a conversation about it, about finding a way to recover Crosshair and get the chip out now that they know how to do it.

He's also the most skeptical one about the Plan 88 message even after a presumably decent chunk of time has passed, after he knows the chip is gone, after Crosshair saved Omega on Kamino.

So - thesis, please - my narrative argument for wintersoldier'ified-Tech isn't about very mean visual teases callbacks, and it's not about undoing Tech's sacrifice or carving out room for a Tech redemption arc (because we wouldn't need it) (seriously this one baffles me, what?) -

It's about Hunter getting the chance to not make the same (actual) mistake twice, writing off one of his squad as a lost cause and leaving them behind.

(I'm also still really hung up on meeting Phee on the line "Better late than dead" but that's a different conversation)

Thank you for coming to my Tech talk.

[ilynpilled]

Do you think Brienne will also turn really grey in winds too like GRRM alluded?

i dont think brienne is intended to go that dark and i dont think this is the aim of her character thematically to be frank, nor do i think this is what is being set up ig. the one thing that i could imagine that would make her substantially morally darker in winds is if she eventually had to really choose between podrick and jaime in a way where jaime is actually in direct and immediate danger so not entirely like the feast scenario where that is not really the case and she picks jaime

[ashmp3]

I talked about this but i think me not making a move on someone is like a pendulum swinging between me genuinely not wanting a relationship because i am so comfortable with always being alone and between being deeply insecure and afraid of rejection. but i’m chilling

[softquietsteadylove]

Excuse me can we get our beloved couple in a club and when Gil goes to get some drinks for him and her he gets flirted on and when he looks over to Thena he catches her on the dance floor dancing sexily and looking to him across the floor?

Choose the AU freely ✨

Gil elbowed the rowdy bar patrons on either side of him. Ikaris had gotten the last round - both of them having agreed that the girls should go through as little trouble as possible - so now it was his turn.

"Can I get you something, handsome?"

Gil kept his eyes straight ahead. He didn't even want to bother trying to be polite, he was developing a headache and all he wanted to do was lean on Thena's shoulder. "No, thanks."

"Aw, come on, hot stuff," the woman continued to try and persuade him into having a drink with her. Her hand landed on his arm, which he wasn't able to move given the sardine can situation of everyone trying to order at the bar.

"I'm getting drinks for me and my girlfriend," he grunted. He wasn't usually one to rush someone serving him but he was about one annoyance away from asking how long it would take to get just Thena's cocktail.

He cast a glance over his shoulder. Ah, he knew he felt a chill.

Thena was watching him--glaring at him. She was watching the woman hitting on him.

He shrugged, trying to tell her there wasn't much he could do about it. He had fended her off to the best of his ability. And she knew he had no interest in whoever this was.

Thena eyed him even in the dim light of the bar, crossing her arms at him and tapping her finger. Maybe it was the drinks, but he was pretty sure she had never let him see her this jealous before. He was pretty sure he had never seen her jealous before but Sersi had told him that he had, in fact, Thena was just usually quick to hide it.

He'd never had a girlfriend be jealous over him before.

"Hey man, here's your order."

"Thanks," Gil nodded at him. "Add it to the tab."

"And mine!"

"No!" he barked. The bartender just smirked at him while the woman feigned some offense. He frowned at her, though, even looking at her to do it. She wasn't his type even if he wasn't already with the most beautiful woman in the world. "If you think this is flirting, I think you need some boundaries."

"I'm just-"

"Y'know what?--close it out. Put it on my friend's card," Gil grumbled, nodded in the vague direction of their table. The bartender still got it, swiping the card without question.

The intruder just laughed, having decided he wasn't worth the trouble and aiming her mission for free drinks elsewhere.

Gil huffed, finally turning to make his way back to their booth with their drinks. He was sloshing his and Ikaris' beers clumsily, but whatever. He frowned when he finally arrived at the table. "Where's Thena?"

"Uhm," Sersi pursed her lips around the straw of her current drink. She took her new one from the tray and pointed.

Gil turned, his expression darkening quickly.

Thena met his eyes again, although she kept turning and spinning. She was moving her hair around on her shoulders, playing a sexy - and infuriating - game of peekaboo with him. Her control of her body really shone as her hips did one thing and her shoulders moved in the completely opposite direction.

Gil abandoned his beer, and Sersi and Ikaris, tossing the latters card at him. He walked towards the dance floor, where his partner was both dominating and captivating any attention that turned her way.

She gave him another seductive look before spinning and ignoring him again. She didn't have to know the song for her senses to pick up what the beat was. The rest of the dance floor was doing the dance floor thing, everyone in their own little groups and world, moving vaguely just for the vibe.

More than a few heads turned to her, entranced by the way she was dancing and, when they got a look at her beauty, just her in general. But too bad for them, she was all his.

Gil shoved his way through, headed right for her. Not that he couldn't appreciate his beautiful girlfriend in a sexy outfit on the dance floor. But his beautiful ballerina wasn't for just anyone to admire, let alone touch.

The guy trying to make a move and grind up against her fell to the ground loudly as Gil pushed him over. Didn't matter--he happily stepped over the guy's gangly legs to capture Thena's waist for himself. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Hm," she pursed her lips at him, whimpering under the deafening music. She faked a pout with her cute lips, "you were taking too long."

"I was getting drinks for us and our dumb friends," he grumbled, swaying with her, keeping his head close so they could hear each other.

She pinched his side, under his shirt.

"My dumb friend," he corrected with a chuckle. He looked over at them, clearly watching and then rushing to pretend they weren't. "I wouldn't have left you there if it weren't my turn."

"Then perhaps we should move somewhere more," Thena paused to trace her tongue around his ear, "comfortable."

"I don't think the bathrooms here are as clean as the ones in my ring, Gorgeous," he chuckled, and then full on laughed as she slapped his chest.

"I meant home!"

"What, and ditch Sersi and her jackass boyfriend?" he snickered, returning the favor by latching onto her neck. He didn't want to think about all the stuff in the air stuck to her skin, now. Maybe a shower was a good idea.

Thena moaned in appreciation. She really was enjoying her cocktails; otherwise she would never let him kiss her like this in public. Her fingers ran through his hair. "I think they are of a similar mind."

Gil glanced up in the direction she was tugging his hair. While they were being nosy friends just a moment ago, they were definitely making out like teenagers in the booth now. That took a matter of seconds. He scoffed, burying himself in Thena's neck again, "Should we let 'em carry on?"

Thena nudged him away from leaving a mark on her perfect skin, forcing his lips up to hers. "Can't have word of Miss Sersi acting like a frisky teen getting back to our cygnets."

Gil caught another glimpse of their friends, who were definitely feeling each other up on the cheap pleather. "Yeah, let's get them outta here."

Thena pulled away, tugging up the neckline of her modest but still alluring top. She put her hands on his cheeks. "What did that woman say to you?"

He grinned. He could get used to this. His head turned to kiss her palm. "She tried to get a free drink off me and I told her to beat it."

Thean purred, leaning in and kissing him again, making sure to press her breasts against his chest. Her tongue was practically still in his mouth when she whispered, "good boy."

He groaned, following her as she tugged him away by the lapel of his sports jacket. "You know what you do to me, sweetheart?"

Thena unceremoniously cleared her throat and yanked her jacket out from behind Ikaris, who seemed to be attempting to lie on top of Sersi in the booth. He growled. "Shall we take our leave?"

He grumbled, but Sersi tugged at her blouse and sorted her hair out. "That's a good idea."

Gil sighed as Sersi and Thena linked arms and walked ahead of them. He less looked at and more felt Ikaris sorting himself out next to him. "Were you two gonna get down and dirty in here if we hadn't come back?"

"Shut up."

Gil did, but he could have a chuckle about this for a good long while. Not that he really had any ground to stand on. Thena looked over her shoulder and gave him a smile that had him ready to sprint home. He gave her a nod and a wink.

"You two got awfully familiar," Ikaris grumbled now that he was ready to actually converse. "Never seen you willingly dance before."

"I don't call it dancing," he shrugged, grabbing the door as they finally exited the hell of that bar. "I call it defending my girlfriend from creeps."

Thena and Sersi concluded whatever they were talking about, parting in a hug. Weren't they going to see each other on monday? Regardless, they waved and then swiftly turned around. Sersi all but dragged Ikaris down the street and around the corner.

Gil happily let Thena link their fingers and continue on their way to the car.

"Can you drive?" she sighed, sounding half asleep as she leaned against his arm.

"'Course, honey," he promised, kissing her temple now that they didn't have an audience. "I only had one beer."

"Okay," she sighed, increasingly burrowing against him as they walked.

He chuckled, struggling to get their hands unlinked, only so he could put his jacket around her shoulders. "You can have a little nap in the car."

She shook her head, now able to really cuddle up to him, even tripping over herself to do it. "You are not going to get me as fired up as you did in there and then not take me home and fuck me."

Well, if that was what Miss Thena wanted, then Miss Thena would get it.

[theworldiswhispering]

Bro the Soviety Union development and government is so dang interesting

[writer-and-artist27]

In the game, seeing a certain character re-appear in the newest story event of Lostbelt 6.5 Traum had the author feel a lot of things considering this story.

In real life, the author's been cleaning up messes for a good 3-4 months, and anger needed an outlet. Especially when the messes are from someone she thought could be a friend, but turned out to be horribly incompetent in professional settings. Pregnancy be damned.

So. Writing.

Spoiler warning for events up to Section 1 of Lostbelt 6.5 Traum. And content warning for threats of violence and genital mutilation too. Hellsing Ultimate Abridged had influence.

AO3 link here. OST Playlist here, with all the new songs included.

Now to rest this rage off to play the rest of the story of Traum for Holmes and Charlie...

[tiredflowercrown]

I was looking at the map of panem and trying to figure out where I would be cause I'm near/on the border between 10 and 4

Then I remembered that the area I live in is both nationally and internationally recognized for its cattle

[blazingflareon]

bweirdOCtober day 5: relationships

we were best friends once

[lucifer-kane]

there's something about dressing as a fat person when it comes to layers specifically. there's outfits i have that i wont wear without layers, but some of them make me look a bit more ???? while others are real good, despite being more or less the same vibe all around

[bijoumikhawal]

got reminded of the "saying Arabs conquered and colonized North Africa is Zionist because obviously no one saying that coulx possibly draw a distinction between North African Arabs and Palestinian Arabs, and even drawing a distinction between Arabs and Imazighen is colonizer shit" school of thought

[the-trans-dragon]

https://www.tumblr.com/mousegirlheart/712995877228298240/mouse-yaoi-real

Idk it seems ciscentered, trans excluding to treat “male mice” like a coherent thing — rather than some construct we assign to them like how we assign it with amab people — and then further to conflate 2 male mice together as being yaoi and gay… it reinforces being “male” (amab) as a biological thing not something to do with gender and identity.

Hmmm... I can't seem to see things from your perspective. Is the only issue that it says "mouse yaoi real"?

I reblogged because it's incredibly cool that it happened! It helps dissolve our rigid ideas of sex, in my opinion. One of the biggest trans-exclusionary arguments in my current culture is "women are women because they can bear children," which ties into the ever-present homophobic argument of "homosexuality is wrong because it cannot produce offspring."

The ramifications for this sort of thing are still "up in the air," so to speak, since experiments with mice cannot always be replicated in humans. But the ability to create a viable offspring from a same-sex pair of mammalian model organisms is still a big break-through, especially because of the implications of creating an egg with two X chromosomes from a male skin cell with only one X chromosome! As the CNN article itself explains,

"The proof-of-concept research, the culmination of years of pain-staking lab work, could expand the possibilities for future fertility treatments, including for same-sex couples, and perhaps help prevent the extinction of endangered animals. "

The ability to create viable offspring from "male" cells is a direct wound to the idea that "male" is a rigid characteristic. If I allow myself to daydream, I can ponder other possibilities: could you turn "male" skin cells into other cells? Could a trans woman one day have her own cells used to grow a uterus? Growing entire organs is a wholly different feat, compared to creating a single gamete, with difficulties such as incorporating it into a pre-existing organism (eg, even if you could grow a uterus, could you get it connected to the circulatory system?). It's a far-off daydream, thanks to the current culture's fear of research that questions it's rigid ideas of sex and gender. But it's a daydream that comes closer to being reality when science achieves breakthroughs like this!

I am being overly hopeful. Science is very slow to make progress in regards to sex. Progress is discouraged and poorly funded, and can even be destroyed, such as with the Hirshfield Institution. But seeing science make progress like this, despite the hostile culture, gives me hope in itself.

It's unfortunate that our current vocabulary is inadequate and rife with bias that assumes everything is cisgender, heterosexual, and perisex. In our efforts to understand the unbiased nature of sex, it's important to examine our views for these issues. Does "mouse yaoi real" contribute to cis-centric, trans-exclusionary biases? I dunno. No. Yeah. Sure. It doesn't matter. Or maybe it does.

Anyways, the science is really really really really cool. I have other thoughts on the matter, but my vocabulary feels inadequate to verbalize them, and instead I am just taking a moment here to talk about the science a little, explain how it can be utilized as a step towards trans healthcare, and emphasize the importance of celebrating these things.

[artpigeons]

Tiny Achilles The Bunny update: he's stopped waking me up in the morning. In fact, some mornings he'll even stay half-asleep until I bring his breakfast. He's also stopped rushing over when I talk to him and seems to be taking things more at his own pace. Sometimes I'll even offer my hand for pets and he'll fuck right off!

He still gets restless and agitated in the evenings until I pick him up and just sit there and hug him for a bit, but in general I think it's progress? I think he's finally getting over whatever neglect he went through before he got to the shelter. He seems more confident that I'm not going to disappear the moment I stop touching him, and it's honestly heartwarming.

Vanus, meanwhile, no longer freaks out when I approach him while smelling like Achilles. Sweet little lad is totally used to The New Guy by now :)