#vaguely happens xD

[zuppizup]

[secretmellowblog]

It’s odd how lots of writers basically turn Inspector Javert into Claude Frollo?

In the original novel Javert is not obsessed with Jean Valjean. It is not his life’s goal to capture him. He is a police officer who is bad because he is a police officer; he’s bad because he’s just doing his job, and his job is to enforce cruel violent bigoted inhumane laws. He reunites with Jean Valjean by coincidence and just seems mildly annoyed by it. He doesn’t care at all about Jean Valjean any more than he would care about literally any other criminal in the world (until the barricades, which is the first moment when he does develop complicated emotions for him.) Javert isn’t bad because he is obsessed with Valjean— he is bad because he is a cop, and as a cop it is his duty to be mindlessly cruel. He is indifferent to Jean Valjean on a personal level. He is not obsessed, he’s an authoritarian.

But Frollo!

Frollo is a character who has a deep personal obsession with someone, pursues them relentlessly out of that personal obsession, and then uses the law as an tool to abuse them. Frollo is the one who makes it his life’s mission to capture some random person who did nothing wrong and use the full power of the law to torture them for his own gratification.

I kinda don’t understand why it’s so common for Les Mis adaptations and stuff to turn Javert into Frollo by making him ~personally obsessed with Valjean~ and ~making it his life goal to catch him.~ It severely undercuts the novel’s political message about the evils of the prison system, and also just makes Javert a far shallower and less compelling character. It makes him evil in a way that isn’t even interesting to read and has nothing very valuable to say.

[thedeafprophet]

I do find the jokes about their being worse stuff if flondon was more popular funny because it is all very true!

But I've also already had people being Very Weird To Me in a small fandom so! Never doubt the power of small fandoms too

[darqx]

THE LOVERS

| Love | Harmony | Relationships | Choices |

One representing the divine, the other emotional/physical desires, they turn fondly towards each other - choosing to unify dual forces. They have come to understand each other, to rely on each other, and eventually to make something better between them than what they came from. Around them are scattered twelve flowers, symbolising purity, passion, time and space.

[hiding-in-the-vault]

wait why is c!george growing so many mushrooms in the cave au? is it a direct result of the change in the environment or?

Basically!

Well you see. Of the greater smp group that went down into the caves together, Techno, Phil, and Niki were not the only people that were not accounted for. George was nowhere to be found (ha).

The distortion of the world is in reaction to The Imbalance. Almost like the server is trying to restart itself through destruction. And then there's XD, an intrinsic part of the server. Whether he was causing this, or simply reacting to it, he knew the surface was a death sentence and wanted to make sure George was somewhere safe. Turns out "safe" is a little subjective

[sc3n3kitt3h]

IM LIKE IF A BOY WAS A MANIC PIXIE DREAM GIRL WAS A SCENE FAG

[falloutglow]

The Sickness of a Stranger

Summary: It had only been a couple of hours since Nick and Echo surfaced from the Dunwich Borers. Only a couple of hours since Echo found Kremvh’s Tooth and only a couple of hours for the radiation and who knows what else to set in.

Tags: Nick Valentine/Echo (oc), Ellie Perkins, Piper Wright, Doctor Sun, Dogmeat, Mysterious Stranger, Takahashi (Fallout)

Additional Tags: Eldritch, Dreams, Sick Fic, there are consequences when diving into stagnant water deep in a cave people and that’s not just the radiation either, radiation poisoning

Word Count: 5.5k Complete

Part 2 of Deep Into Darkness arc

[divinekangaroo]

just enough to let me drown - pettiot - Peaky Blinders (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | ? | ?

During S6-E5, starting with Tommy meeting Diana at the narrowboat, how he gets back to Arrow, that particular Dinner, through to Tommy returning home after dropping Jack Nelson off at the train.

Tommy was running out of women who didn’t look like other women. If Lizzie found out, he’d have only redheads left to fuck in his old age.

No. No old age. Only this.

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Diana Mitford/Tommy Shelby, Past Oswald Mosley/Tommy Shelby, Tommy Shelby/Lizzie Stark, Past Oswald Mosley/Lizzie Stark, Jack Nelson, Charles Strong, Small Heath Sex Worker | Reference to Incest, Dehumanisation, Cigarette Burns, Disassociation, Racism, Class Issues, Intrusive Thoughts, Extremely Dubious Consent, Post Rationalisation, Flashbacks, Dyfunctional Relationship, Self Harm, Oral Trauma, Trauma, Plausible Deniability, Close POV/Unreliable Narration, Horrible Dinner Parties, Prostitution, Shame, Hurt/Comfort, Eating Inedible Objects, Vomiting, Pre-Seizure Markers, Where Fascism becomes a Personally Targetted Sexual Nightmare, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Falling Off the Wagon, Unreliable Memory, Hoarding, Orgasm Control, Innuendo, Ethnic Slurs, Trying (so fucking hard!) to Communicate (emotion is the enemy of oratory!), Spiralling, Purposeful Ambiguity, Failed Love Confession/s

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[brown-little-robin]

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[that-disabled-princess]

curious about 12

Ooh okay so I dunno if you've started Wayward Son or met Lamb yet, but this is a Simon Snow Series x TDP crossover 👀 The ship is Lamb/Aaravos. So... yeah, this fic is very much going to be a top4top struggle xD

I think I'd get Lamb into the TDP universe by making him leader of Scumport--the freaking vampire king ruling Scumport?? *fans self* No wonder Aaravos can't resist him! Can you imagine Lamb in Finnegrin's pirate outfit. Jesus christ. No wonder Braden everyone is begging for him to dick them down. (Now I want to write a Lamb/Braden/Aaravos threesome fic... hmm.)

The details of how Lamb gets to the Sea of the Castout, into Aaravos' prison, or how Aaravos gets out, etc are of less than zero importance. The only important thing is that they fuck, vampire and mage style.

Send me a WIP and I'll tell you about it

[catcrazies-midnight]

ok the moer ai look at this the more i go ok this is SICK actually so N E way1st art of 2023 ^.^

@spitzyyyy @fauxbia​ ai . um . corn.send hatchling

[tearsoftime0086]

“Yo, Kamille. Mind pouring me one too?”

The mobile suit deck is often empty during the night shift - the mechanics keep a tight schedule, and the crew had recently moved the sim and engineering gear closer to the bridge. Kamille’s betting on this fact as he scouts out his drinking spot, but it seems he’d forgotten to account for one nosy Judau Ashta.

“Aren’t you underage?”

Judau remains unfazed, grabbing the second shot glass on the makeshift table. “It’s cool. The drinking age’s lower in Shangri-La.”

Kamille sighs, but finds himself already reaching for the bottle of whiskey. “And that is?”

The bluff begins to fall apart. “Uh… sixteen? Or eighteen, and I’m close enough to that.”

Kamille just scoffs and pours one out for him - he and Torres had done worse aboard the Argama, after all.

“Knew you weren’t a complete stick-in-the-mud yet,” Judau says. The two of them clink glasses and drink. Judau whips his head back and finishes in one swig. “Phew, that’s some strong stuff, Kamille.”

“You don’t have to drink it all at once,” Kamille responds, taking another deep sip. “And you could add some water, if you want.”

“And ruin perfectly good alcohol? No sir.” This time, Judau tops off both of their glasses, and his expression begins to harden. “So, what’s the occasion? I know you don’t drink very often.”

“I just remembered I brought this bottle onboard with me… Thought I might as well.” Kamille mumbles lamely. Neither of them is convinced with this answer, so he ends up finishing with a quiet, “It was a gift from Amuro.”

“Ah.”

[quilleth]

WIP Wednesday Progress

Yes, i know it's Thursday. I wasn't feeling great yesterday though XD

Here's what I managed to get done from the results of last week's poll!

Here's what the results were: -write 1 sentence for Elisabeth and Jasper -Work on my recipe card(s) for at least 5 minutes -work on the drawing for Vanora and Faolan for at least 5 minutes -spend at least 5 minutes working on Vanora’s winter weather outfit -and play Our Life again

and the results below the cut!

Elisabeth and Jasper floriography prompt: larkspur, first time making someone laugh

"..Besides, I did try to point that out myself, but alas, he would not be moved."

MXTX food zine sketching

My phone will not focus on it at all, but the bit i worked on may have involved a decorative little paper airplane ;)

Vanora's winter outfit

My fashion illustration class was a long time ago and not a great experience either, so i don't really remember how you're supposed to draw chonky knit wear, but this is working well enough for me. Also, decided to make her belt more of a woven material (tried sketching it as rope/ cord but that looked bad) instead of something like leather to have ALL the textures! and a seashell shaped buckle. because i can. Is this what someone from the tropics would think of to wear in colder weather as opposed to my native to colder weather thinking what would be good? i'm not sure xD Once i get the base of this outfit done, though, she'll have two different coat options; a ruana that she probably would've picked up at some point, possibly before acquiring said chonky sweater, and an actual wool coat the bard in our party, Peach (played by @december-snow) picked out for her a few sessions ago when we learned we'd be travelling into some mountains and it's just about winter in game :3 I'll draw those as separate things, sort of like a paper doll situation.

Play Our Life again

I finished step one with my redo of Sylvie's file, since I got a new computer and started step 2! I'm trying to remember how i did things on my old computer, but I guess we'll see how it goes xD Saving the Runaway moment for last always feels appropriate for step one though...

I didn't manage to do more for the drawing for Vanora and Faolan this week, unfortunately. I looked at some reference things on pinterest, but didn't specifically work on the drawing, and they were some i already had saved. I have a few days of working from home, and a long weekend next weekend, so I hope to make some more progress on it then!

Since i've been a little under the weather lately, I'm skipping a poll this week, but will probably be back with a new one next week, to take advantage of my longer weekend next weekend ;)

[starsmuserainbow]

" this is all my fault... " (from Rae)

powerful consequences prompts.

[[Thanks for the ask! :D]]

It all happened so fast.

One moment ago, the team had been on the battlefield. Starfire couldn't right now recall what the enemy had been, someone new, but all she could remember was a dark red silhouette. She remembered everything going black, and now, suddenly, she startled awake with a small shout. Looking around, Starfire recognized the Tower's medbay, and that a bunch of wires were attached to her body. She felt a decent amount of pain, and looked over to see Raven standing nearby, muttering these words. "Raven?" Starfire tilted her head a little. Her voice was a lot more quiet than usual, it took more of an effort to speak.

"What has happened? Something must have hit me?" She reached out one arm, intending to take Raven's hand to reassure her, or perhaps lay the hand on her shoulder with the same intention, but realizing that Raven stood further away than Starfire had thought, and that it was somewhat painful to stretch out her arm like this. "I am certain that it is not your fault." Even if right now, she still needed a few moments to even accept that the battlefield had not happened seconds ago, but probably at least some hours had gone by since then.

[countlessrealities]

@moonglittering​​ sent: The joint tucked between Virote's teeth was being held so tightly that he almost bit right through it. Thankfully, Summer and Morty were being distracted by the preparation of the kingdom's party for the New Year ( and, Ratana asking them about what ribbons to string all over the place with an almost-too-serious-for-the-conversation-but-she-takes-her-job-seriously kind of energy. ) Virote and Rick weren't in the garden, this time. Instead, they were situated on the balcony of his bedroom. ❝… So, about the other night. When I did that thing. That was really. Like. Weird, wasn't it? You're not mad at me are—well, I'd know if you were angry. But, you're not weirded out, right?❞

Rick had come to like the Moon Kingdom, even if he would have never admitted it out aloud. The place held at the same time tranquility and bursting life, two things that rarely coexist in the scientist’s personal experience. The multiverse was a chaotic place that often cannibalised itself and that tended to destroy every semblance of order the parts of it managed to achieve. Very crumbles of structure survived and one seemed to exist on the Earthen satellite of that dimension. At least for now. He had no doubt that, given enough time, even they place would be washed away from the tides of entropy.

That day, however, both the palace and the city had gotten too busy and frenetic for his liking. He usually didn’t mind a lively crowd, on the contrary, there were times when he loved getting lost into it and forget everything else for a bit. However, this wasn’t some huge party. There wasn’t a crazed mass dancing, nor the dazing best of too loud music. There was no alcohol flooding, nor drugs ready to numb your mind. The adrenaline that filled the air was all born from hurry and worry and the movements were all for the sake of fussing over preparations Rick couldn’t have cared less about.

Later that night he would have gotten the kind of lively he liked, once all the traditional bullshit would have been out of the way. He was sure that he would have a blast, getting wasted, dancing, maybe singing a little if someone would manage to entice him on a stage. He was looking forward to having a good time with Summer and spiking Morty’s drinks a little more than they already were. He wouldn’t have been satisfied until all three of them would be left leaning onto each other to be able to stand.

And maybe, if the mood had been right and the crowd willing, he would have fooled around with a couple of locals. Or a dozen. The people of that kingdom were all very attractive and it was New Year’s Eve. What better way to celebrate than booze, sex, drugs and good music?

For the moment, however, those were all thoughts and hopes and he had been contented to retreat on the balcony of Virote’s bedroom, where he could be alone and enjoy the landscape together with one of the ruler’s bottle of insanely fancy wine. Or, at least, that had been the plan until the young man himself had decided to join him.

Under other circumstances, the fact wouldn’t have been so bad, no matter how strongly the scientist would have claimed the opposite for the sake of being a jerk. Virote could be the definition of chill, especially when drugs were involved, so he was good to hang out with. Not that day though. And Rick had grasped it from the way the other’s perfect teeth kept gnawing at the joint.

The silence had stretched for a few minutes, tense and nagging, and the genius had quickly found himself wishing that his companion would just open his mouth and spit whatever was bothering him. Not because he cared they much about the other’s turmoil, but because said inner troubles were ruining his vibe.

Yet, when Virote finally did, for a few long moments Rick found himself genuinely puzzled by the words that were spoken.

“Tha-That thing?” He found himself repeating, brows knitting together in confusion. “What th...”

And then it hit him, memories of mistletoe and cold air from a few days before filling his mind. Oh, that thing. Of course the royal idiot would be tormenting himself over something as simple as a couple of brief makeout sessions. Despite his cheerful, easy act, Rick could tell that he had a stick of the seize of a thousand-year-old tree up his ass when it came to some things.

From his part, the scientist definitely did not, so, after having eyed Virote for a few more seconds, taking in the depths of his distress, he let his head fall backwards and burst out into laughter.

“W-Why the fuck would I be weirded out?” He asked once most of his hilarity had subsided. “D-Do you know how many sentient beings I-I fucked in the last forty years? Y-Yeah, me neither. T-Too fuckin’ many to count. An-And it would depend on how you consider threesome, foursome an-and orgies. A-Are we counting them as one or-or are we counting all the people in them?”

He snorted, bringing the bottle to his lips and taking a quick sip. “I-I dated a hivemind an-and they had assimilate a whole civilisation. An-And I fucked a literal planet. N-Not as in ‘all the people on the planet’. I-I mean the fuckin’ planet itself.”

Nevermind the mess that had followed with the kids they supposedly had together, but that had turned out to be some Zeus-like douche’s kids instead.

“I’ve even made some freak ass sex tape while drunk an-and I’m sure that some of them are still out there. S-So there’s people getting off to a late thirty or-or forty something me getting railed by something tha-that isn’t even remotely human. S-So, no, I’m not fuckin’ weirded out by a goddamn kiss.”

He paused for a moment and used his free hand to punch Virote’s shoulder. “I-I know that your tight ass is a prude, but...F-Fuckin’ chill. I-It’s almost impossible to weird me out.”

What was left of the content of the bottle went down his throat as easily as air and he set it down on the ornate railing of the balcony.

“L-Look. I-It won’t be weird unless you make it weird. S-So, smoke your weed instead of eating it, t-take a fuckin’ breather an-and don’t think about it,” he finished with a shrug, making to turn around. “A-As for me, I-I’m getting a fuckin’ refill an-and I’ll see you at the party tonight with the kids.”

And with that, he walked inside, aiming to find a servant who could take him to the wine cellar. A chuckle rumbled under his breath as he made to step out of the room.

“W-Weirded out. D-Damn, that was fuckin’ hilarious.”

[unproduciblesmackdown]

some threads woven together flawlessly. or fumbled with intently until it's like Look [holds out a cat's cradle] but no. it's good & real

smthing "i can't believe it's this Telling!" about Romance(tm) being multiple times hearing this sentiment like. "okay talking about relationships right. dating has always come easily to me / i've been lucky / i'm Good At romance: i was not single for more than 5 consecutive days from the autumn of '34 to Now. but it wasn't until my late twenties 90 yrs & dozens of Romantic partners into it that, for the first time ever: one of those relationships was actually like, good." and it's like damn i can't believe it's that Telling. that the remarks have this would be twist / punchline (not actually delivered as such. it's not unexpected to them?) that still gets framed thusly as being Successful in dating. spending eons with a bunch of people involved in bad relationships, but you weren't Not dating

also reminded in terms of [i don't really have any podcasts i'm listening to] like one i was like "hm i've heard some episodes. i'll put this one on in the background" then dropkicking it out the window like 10 min in b/c irrelevantly this Guest was like "real talk. ugh it's sooo cool to be poly nowadays 9_9 everyone has to be poly but i'm Naught into it!!! i guess i Feel too much. i want PASSION and DRAMA!!! this is just like how pop in the late '00s / '10s was all 'feminist' telling you to be independent sluts well i care about true LOVE" and like. i don't remember but i don't think they were a man, i'm quite surer they were queer, it was just so fucking lmfao like would you get thee fuck out of here. we actually don't live in "it's like it's illegal to be monogamous :(" world you're not Edgy now b/c you're insecure about what you see as "trendy" but don't Get / don't want in on. you're not going against the grain for being like "maybe i Do want to settle down with my soulmate" like great news that's normative. pick another queer group to Project on b/c they'd rupture your idea of the Bounds of queerness where you're like "ugh they're so mainstream & ruining it for us True queers disrupting the cishet agenda (arguing for queerness to be on The Terms Of said cishet agenda)" e.g. ohh the cishet agenda is pro asexuality!!! (it is not. even if it was? is the Queer Agenda for some people to have to deny their own sexuality & "have" to have sex a certain kind of way with certain people? up next "bi women: gender traitors, why not Choose to (have to) have only certain kinds of sex w/certain people :)" trans people gender traitors We decide what everyone's gender is, bit fucked up of you to be deciding your own huh, what Assumptions are you making you sicko?? you Have to identify / present xyz certain ways or you're failing to be the gender vanguard like we are) like what if the queer agenda was about everything we Can do. we Can have this sex w/these people sure, & we Can: Not do that w/them. like oh no what if cishet men were able to get their hands on the gay resources only when we recognize Aro/Ace identities can ppl Say "yeah i'm....hehe....Not cishet"? legitimate question Yeah What Then. oh no. god's wounds What If you can just say you're trans now & change your pronouns every day. like yeah let's let everyone do that. what if we all did. oh no lol. oh my god more people are talking about polyamory like they're allowed to talk about polyamory & if my monogamy isn't Assumed ""normal"" & i might feel like it's thus more in question?? well don't mind me as i get defensive by way of Derisive & start scoffing & spitting at the queers making the rest of us look bad but we're Really fighting the fight out here (doing what we were already doing but now feeling extra smug & self satisfied about it?)

like "ohh i have too much Emotion for that" like who said you didn't. why do you think polyamory involves less emotion or passion or desire or commitment or whatever. it sure doesn't posit it necessarily requires More either. it posits that it is not monogamy. & like christ Congratulations then. congratulations on having too much of a heart. that is then used to sneer & backbite like i forgot that this person on this damn podcast also brought this up b/c a friend or acquaintance who was poly made whatever kind of proposition & here they are on some podcast going Ugh & talking about how they have too much passion, despite years of top40 telling them, according to them, that feminism is sluttiness now (again this is. according to them. Groundbreaking circling back to bog standard misogyny) & isn't it so groundbreaking in turn if a woman were to sing love songs? imagine. you can have emotions & passion & drama taking the parking spot a stranger wanted. You could've brought the monogamy with a poly partner, when the Agenda for it is always distilled to Exclusivity, like, bring your own, huh? like your own Feelings & Passions & Commitment. but obviously it is the assumption that the poly partner is the Inadequate one there who would be causing any relationship to be Lacking. b/c they sure didn't frame it as some matter of fact Mismatch or else try to start being outright about how poly people are, like the bisexuals, these sluts (feminists!!) who are only giving you Part of themselves when you deserve All Access to your exclusive, locked in partner!!! & like good lord do you ever? with your Reliable kinsey endzones binary gender soulmate for life, do you?? locking them in what, why. excluding what, why. accessing all of what, why.

Romance(tm) being defined by Exclusivity defined by entitlement to as much of this other person as you want, to ensure that exclusivity: compare w/the boundless potential Threats or already Violations to thee proper romantic relationship. spending too much time with other people, sharing too much with them, getting too much support, feeling too much towards them, valuing them too much, to say nothing of what could be considered "intimacy," which then yeah sure includes "well no kissing or sex" but yknow again that does need to be a bound you even accept, monogamy style, & even if you do, that All Thee Rest of it can be attributed to "well you shouldn't be talking to them / having these friends / doing these other things b/c that's a slippery slope to Romance (kissing, sex)." that the exclusivity is so often inevitably defined by, when pushed to it, Exclusion, e.g. like if everyone i loved was held at gunpoint & it's like only One of them could be Not Shot baby it'd be you like tf is this scenario?? gee it'd suck if everyone else died but baby as long as it's not you like The Hell. that it's about Everyone Else being shut out & Less & Lacking & deprioritized thusly in specificass hypothetical winner take all tournaments of disposing of loved ones like what in the christ. & this being an Isolating logic like well that soulmate should be Enough. & the instruction like, yeah any & all feelings passions desires wishes wants needs hopes dreams? file that away under "to be fulfilled by the One True Romance." it'll fulfill Everything in your life!! if it doesn't umm cough must've been doing it wrong. turn your discontent into Passion. philosophically muse on how Fulfillment may have eluded you but maybe just maybe we all still come closest in struggling through a marriage for a few dozens of years & also perhaps parenthood! surely. and don't even think of considering if this cosmos of the nuclear household is not in fact the distilled essence of all that one's life can possibly contain

of course two people can have a long term intimate relationship w/each other exclusively & it not all necessarily play into some nuclear family cisheteropatriarchy agenda moment lmao, but this is just the same as like. yeah people Can exist in ways that some rando today could look at & deem "are they not cishet" but where this is also not of the cishet agenda(tm). b/c ppl Have to be cishet(tm). & Have to be finding their monogamous cishet lifelong spouse. & sure Have to Not do otherwise, so why Wouldn't there be the narrative that all passions & emotions & desires & wants & needs & chance of fulfillment is a matter of the domain of Romance(tm)? the idea like oh you enjoy talking with someone? Love. you're excited / interested / affectionate? Love. you're dtf? either Love or else held to be the other side of the same coin: marked Lack of love(tm). wild that Stimming in enthusiasm is used in this Romance framework lmao as like a recognized Normal nd moment. love the enthusiasm. you could be stimming even more, about more. you could be enthused even more, about more. you Could. you don't Have to, But You Could. you don't Have to be involved in a way you consider some degree of intimate enough to have a particular classification on that basis, but you Could. you don't want to? alright awesome how many versions of a person there can be on this earth. why would one want to define it as "having" to be monogamous though b/c you're Too Legit to be poly. Too Legit queer to respect asexuality. Too Legit trans to respect someone's gender expression/identity being a casual, dynamic, easy experience.

also always noticing like "oh right, another day's work giving Others' feelings legitimacy & priority, & not my own" back in college times when like a couple of times having to outright or gradually* deflect acquaintances whom i'd interacted with trying to go for the dating route. & then nominally having to presume that they are the uniquely burdened one here like oh way to go (did not do fuckall), what is more Legitimate than disappointment re: Romance right. except it's like now hang on i'm also the one going "i thought someone was interacting with me trying to be friendly :/" like lol, no. & as though then taking on this impossible unilateral responsibility to demur from seeming [i want to hang out & interact] interest now on the terms of both neurotypicality (also normative) & amatonormativity. & being like "??" like what would someone even have particularly strong feelings about when i prommy i did not yet feel comfortable bringing even like most of the range of my personality, or comfortable in general w/what i Did bring, what's the basis of this lol. making up a guy. & like we are all performing we are all perceiving & interpreting without a direct channel into someone else's interiority. but like where's Any genuine intimacy leading into this lol? like still a No even if so but at least it'd be less perplexing. & if there isn't even expected to be any then also still No. tf was this one guy trying to start shit over buying textbooks & by start shit i mean keep trying to talk to me when crossing paths on (community college!) campus until i'm like no i don't wanna go to a movie b/c i don't really know you from adam, & he's like "well isn't that the point of dating, to get to know each other" like No this isn't cishet amatonormative marriage speedrun "i'm so good at dating i wasn't single for 93 years! each relationship was shit btw!" central get out of here. luckily he did. rando guys in public & semi public barely count yet also fully count

another thing that's different but the same is it's kind of jarring like another thing you Can do but it rankles within me like i hope to just like. someone being like framed as Superlative Exceptional....like great lmao such a broad thing & common thing & i am fully aware like "Uh Oh Eesh when i am imagining it applied to Me. i do not like it" like how we are [it takes all kinds]ing and [no accounting for taste]ing & all these things we sure Can do. but i do tie it to just like. arguing for people's worth as A Thing on this bitch of an earth where some people get to see others' lives as less than theirs & the supposed cure for this appealing on Merit. where even the Personal, Individual protection against this is "well, just find the one person who is like 'you're Everything & btw i'd drop dead without you like what would be the point of Anything'" like now what tf is reassuring about that lmao....this Other audio experience i forgot where i was already just not that interested but it grated hearing someone assure us that like oh this person's webpage is so Intriguing i Have to talk to this person. another thing much more formal & established being this ode to someone being like So undeniably extraordinary & incredible & superlative etc, like, lovely ode to someone, but i do reflect like eesh i just really do not want that. no ironic "xyz would've hated this!!" like just do not. i'm so Not about merit(tm). i'm so not about anyone Needing to be considered superlative or extraordinary by even One other person. so not about rising Above anyone else as the evidence of worth. so not about praising anyone by assuring people they're Not "Just" [another xyz. a victim. passive. content to abc.]....so not about being stuck in isolation with the immediate Family as one's only support (against The Family: as like. a political deal) until the only other way to exist is to escape, &/or be pushed into, the marriage, aka thee romance (against Romance: also a political deal)

where in romance(tm) is there Not this narrative about how you'd better find all the support & fulfillment you need in your whole self & life & being in This. where is there not "ideally" isolation. where is there not exclusivity as the definition. with this also ofc assuming the "correct" monogamous approach. & the cisheteropatriarchy. like yeah sure people Can do xyz that would resemble like ah the cishet lifelong monogamous partnership, & Not be of that agenda. like there Can be ppl who would be perceived cishet by someone to whom "cishet" has any meaning but like, without that agenda. we had & can have all our phenotypes without the concepts of white supremacy / antiblackness around which to categorize "race," we have all our bodies w/o there necessarily, inevitably being ableism. & in the meantime against the [we Have to xyz] & the Normative & the assertion of "merited" deservingness & the isolating & authoritarian & controlling & extractive & prescriptive & limiting, & plenty of other things....polyamory like supposed "opposite" of aromanticism but it's peak harmonious when like, it is also very much outside how romance is "supposed" to be, to the extent of like ohh it doesn't count b/c it is so uncontained by any Definitions. ohh i could never be polyamorous b/c they're Diluting themselves (there's the Isolating & Exclusivity definitions....the Most romantic relationship? baby idgaf if everyone else in my life died. you wouldn't either re: all your loved ones, right. why are you talking to them again. or hanging out with them again. or saying Love to them again or changing your plans for them or listening to them or etc etc. & of course you couldn't kiss anyone else, why Wouldn't this relationship crumble away if that weren't the case??? lol) like okay you're not polyamorous, that others Are is good for you. ppl being trans is good for cis people; no genders as constraining classes. ppl being ace is good for allo people; no compulsory sexuality. people being bi is good for everyone; same. etc etc etc. that They can exist as themselves unhindered = you can; that they can't, you can't. you're not Too Good to be them; acting/doing Better than someone else is acting/doing is like, about choices lol. versus [oh it's not even a choice i Couldn't be poly....b/c i'm too good for that] like. now what does this do for anyone exactly. but make you feel more secure through feeling superior b/c you're hearing more often more casually more proximately about different choices people are making for themselves

anyways surfacing from [my god. writing a post now] & i would like to emphasize "aromantic sure but & also anti-romance i mean it. like politically" & "lovelessness let's gooo. politically as well like can we Not with the affective-centric"