#that's what they're there for

[yukipri]

Sleeping with his Fishes

Cats tag: #YukiPriASLKIttens

[msviolacea]

re: the last reblog, I think that's one of the few quibbles I have with the way BG3 is structured - the Underdark should not be an optional area, because meeting Omeluum gives so much more context to everything the Emperor says and does later. If you know Omeluum, you know that it is absolutely 100% possible for mindflayers to break free of the elder brain and go "you know what? I just want to go live a weird little life doing what I want to do and not dominate or enslave or murder anyone." Which makes it much more clear that whoever the Emperor is now is the person he's always been, human or mindflayer or otherwise. Which allows you as a player to make a fully informed choice about whether to side with him or not in the end.

None of the choices you have at the end game are sunshine and rainbows, let's be clear, you're siding with one of two dudes who have ambitions to rule, control, or manipulate a whole shit ton of people whether they want it or not. At least siding with the other one means a) you have the option of just getting rid of both of them altogether and b) Lae'zel still likes you. Which is the most important part, tbh.

[skygemspeaks]

currently about 60 pages into "the spellshop" by sarah beth durst and i've got mixed feelings about it

people over on the cozy fantasy subreddit have been raving about it since it came out so i had high hopes for it

it's fun enough, so i'll probably finish it, but i don't know yet if i'll end up continuing the series

some criticisms i have so far:

kiela is being a total asshole to larran so far for no reason and like, i get it, i'm an introvert too, i'm socially awkward and can have a hard time talking to strangers, but there's no reason for her to be so rude to him when all he's done so far is

come to check on her family's house when he thought that someone had broken in

brought her food the next morning

came to check on her after he saw all the smoke coming out of her house and was worried she might be in trouble

fixed her roof for her

cooked a meal for her!!!

if kiela is really that annoyed at him intruding on her privacy or whatever, she needs to not accept his help. otherwise, play nice.

also, maybe i'm a boring spoilsport, but i feel like the "quirky companion" trope has gone a little far for my personal suspension of disbelief.

caz is fine enough i guess? but...a sentient spider plant feels like the author is trying too hard to be different

anyways, it's not all bad! i look forward to seeing her improve her family home and start her little spellshop and get to know the villagers. hopefully my opinion of the book will improve over time!

it's not necessarily bad, just a little...awkward?

man, this is why i don't usually read romantasy. this book shares a lot of the books i tend not to like from romantasy.

[krsonmar]

You guys...

...I'm scared for our blorbos.

That's all. I have nothing but speculations and a vague idea of how narrative works but we're getting to the part of the season where Act III-type Drama and Conflict happen, and I'm a worrywart and just purely speculating but I've put so much effort into avoiding spoilers for this show and if I say what I'm worried about some moron will pop up like "aCkShUlLy the leaked set photos from Kristian's wardrobing team's coffee assistant's ex-boyfriend's hack of her iPhone says that BLAH BLAH BLAH SPOILERS SPOILERS SPOILERSSSSS!!!!!" and I don't want to hear my theories confirmed or denied so I'm just vagueposting about it here auughghgghdjdj sorry

[the-mocking-robin]

I mean...

I! Will shake down the Muffin Man.

You'd have to pay for it. But I'll do it.

[demaparbat-hp]

That infamous prison escape.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[dirtytransmasc]

the men and boys are innocent too.

we cry "the innocent women and children" to appeal to the masses, to try and force their sympathy, but the men and boys are innocent too.

I have seen sons crying out for their mothers, their fathers, their siblings. I have seen them break down at the loss of their families. I have seen them cling to their dead and grieve.

I have seen fathers cradle their dead children, seen them kiss their faces and hold their little hands. I have seen them faint with grief when asked to identify the dead. I have seen them carry their sons and daughters. I have seen them fasting to provide what little they can for their families.

I have seen men and boys digging through the rubble with just their bare hands, I have seen them comforting strangers, playing with children, rocking them, hushing them, even if the face of such imminent danger. I have seen them cry, seen them grieve, seen them break down into each other's arms, seen them be selfless, beyond selfless, becoming something I don't have a word for.

I have seen the men who are doctors refuse to leave their patients, even when they have no medicine or supplies to give them, even when they're threatened with bombings. I have seen fathers who have lost all their children pick orphans up into their arms and proclaim them their child so they are not alone. I have seen men and boys digging pets out of the rubble.

the men are innocent too. the men and boys are being hurt and killed too. the men and boys are grieving too. the men and boys are scared too. the men and boys are fighting to save their people too. the men and boys deserve to be fought for too.

[strangeracrossthestreet]

@mariyyum twitter post: Recipes that have been passed down to me by my Palestinian mother 🇵🇸, and I've had the honor of sharing them with all of you. #freepalestine

1: Cheese Manakeesh (cheese pies)

2: Homemade Hummus w/ chicken koufta

3: Msakhan (the National dish of Palestine)

4: Sfeeha (meet pies)

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[starlightseq]

this is silly.

inspo.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[professor-pants]

Genre of character: submissive like a guard dog is submissive

[marlynnofmany]

If that doesn't have potential for some fairytale nonsense, I don't know what does.

[symphonyofsilence]

Let the poor man rest.

[typewriter-worries]

The New York Times did a piece titled 100 Small Acts of Love and these are some of my favorites 💕

[s0up1ta]

"so grunkle ford how do you know bill?"

"... that's not important."