#weirdly true

[livelaughlovelams]

Random: Is there a woman waiting for you back at home?

Von Steuben: HAH! Bold of you to assume I have a home in the first place.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

hey um queer desi people if you think you're alone, i promise you're not. i'm here, we're here, and we exist. i love you.

[mythicalcoolkid]

You don't wish your disability was worse or more visible, you wish your disability was taken seriously. Please stop confusing the two, I guarantee you would not get the support you need JUST by being more severe or more visible. Please listen to visibly disabled people when we tell you it isn't better on our side

[excali8ur]

Short sibling oppression

[jackdaw-and-hattrick]

Sometimes I feel uncomfortable with how little I’ve accomplished. By the time my mother was my age she a had six kids and a job (I’m 18)

[non-un-topo]

Thinking about Yusuf and Nicolò as young men again

[warnadudenexttime]

Janus took pity on patton ONCE

And then Patton was like: omg my bestie, my bff, my little snake lad, my pal jan-

[urproblematicfav-arsonk]

Vox died in the 50s and Valentino died in the 70s. We don't know how old they were or when exactly during their decades that they died but its possible that their lives briefly overlapped.

Anyway, consider tiny baby Val watching the TV while growing up in the 50s and being absolutely glued to the screen because he was blind ass 6 year old and wanted to be able to see his fav newscaster's face(Vox)

[siflshonen]

“If Bakugo and Midoriya don’t end up together by the end I’m gonna be disappointed not because I want it but since the fanbase and show hyped them up so much,” says my husband, who only watches the anime

[ragnarlothcat]

I know I’m a chronic overthinker but I’ve been in the same fandom for three years or so now and I was reflecting that writing seemed so much easier when I first started out. Just looking at my output since 2021 shows a clear trend: I’ve been writing much less and it’s been taking me way longer.

I figured that I’d gotten a little burned out and that three years is a long time to focus solely on the same two guys making out and that there’s a limit to the number of situations I can put them in before I start to get bored. But I don’t think that’s quite my problem because even now, a million years later, I have ideas for dozens of fics and AUs that would be interesting to explore or funny to write.

No, it’s that I’ve let the larger fandom overwhelm me and it’s left me constantly second-guessing my writing. And I don’t mean that I’ve gotten nasty comments or asks, because I haven’t! All the other fans have been consistently wonderful and fun people with really valuable insights. And it’s not that I’ve been obsessing over stats or comments or worrying about going against popular headcanons. I mean, I’m just as excited as anyone else to see an AO3 email in my inbox but I’m also perfectly happy posting niche fics for an audience of me and my three weirdest friends.

It’s more that after so long engaging with other fans and other fics and the general meta, I’ve ended up writing too self-consciously. I’ve read so many interpretations of canon events, analyses of characterization and comparisons between fiction and real-world politics over the years, and I’ve enjoyed them because I genuinely care about these stories and these characters! I like seeing what everyone else thinks and then considering their points of view, no matter how bewildering they might seem at first.

But now it feels like I’m writing almost defensively, like I have to justify every choice I’m making based on this enormous and contradictory body of information. Three years ago I’d have written a scene in a few thousand words and moved on to the next plot point with my momentum intact. Now I’m constantly wringing my hands over things like physical details (I guess he’s not exactly a redhead) or broader social implications (is this trope misogynistic?) or finicky logistics (these locations are too far apart for this scene to make sense) or controversial character nuance (does writing this guy as a kind, doting husband make me an abuse apologist???) and the result is that I’m paralyzed with indecision and a ridiculous need to support everything I write with a lot of context that isn’t especially fun to write or, I suspect, especially fun to read.

I’m aware that this problem is entirely in my own head and that no one has asked me for any of this. And it’s not that all those questions aren’t interesting and important things to contemplate. But I miss the days of sitting down at my laptop and going “wouldn’t it be funny if these dorks played a video game together?” and then writing exactly that.

I don’t know. Were my fics better three years ago? I kind of doubt it. I’ve looked back at some of them and if nothing else I now have a better grasp of what tense I’m supposed to be using. But I definitely had more fun writing those older stories, which maybe feels more important.

[starrylevi]

Levi when you’re Sick

When you get sick you don’t have to buy any medicine because the cabinet is stocked full with them, courtesy of Levi.

When you get sick, you expect for Levi to avoid you like the plague but he actually does the opposite. However, you know this man is disinfecting everything. He won’t do it when you’re around, he doesn’t want you to feel guilty.

You’re a little embarrassed but you do get a little more clingy when you’re sick, and Levi knows this. If he can, he’ll take the day off to take care of you. That or he’ll work from home, working on his laptop as you’re in and out of sleep next to him on the bed, snuggling into his side.

When it’s necessary for him to be at work he’ll make sure everything is set up for you before he leaves. You’ll wake up to the following text: “Ordered soup. It’s on the counter. Eat it before you take the meds.”

You’ll also get texts throughout the day reminding you to take care of yourself - “Drink water. It’s important for you to stay hydrated.”, “It’s 1pm, remember to take your medicine.”, “Put a wet cloth on your forehead.”

He’ll make tea for you consistently. He’ll definitely make sure the tea you’re drinking has medicinal properties. You’ll involuntarily scrunch up your nose at the taste of one of the teas and immediately regret it, not wanting Levi to feel bad. “What, you don’t like it?” He’ll ask. “No, no it’s fine.” You’ll say quickly before taking another sip, forcing yourself to smile even though the tea is revolting. Levi will chuckle, playfully rolling his eyes. “Give me the tea. I’ll make you a different one.”

When you’re both about to watch something together you sit on the opposite on the couch since you know how Levi feels about germs. Five minutes into what you’re both watching, Levi catches your attention and tells you to sit next to him, lifting up his arm as a gesture for you to come cuddle. “But what if you get sick?” You sniffle, knowing how he feels about germs. “Come. Here.”

At night he’ll rub vapor rub on your chest and back. “How does that feel?” He’ll ask as he massages you. You’ll sigh happily in response, closing your eyes at the soothing feeling. “Good.” He’ll murmur.

He’ll check your temperature on a consistent basis. “We need to get this fever down.” He’ll mumble to himself if your temperature is too high, gently taking the thermometer out of your mouth before he goes to get more medicine.

Levi doesn’t care when he gets sick but he hates when you get sick. Although he knows it’s silly, he gets frustrated that he can’t take away your sickness. He has to watch you struggle and there’s not much he can do about it besides what he already does.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

*wartime radio voice* It is day 73 of being Good Omens Mascot. For fuck's sake I was just now trying to say 'I took an antihistamine' and instead I nearly said 'I took an aziraphale'. Send help.

[raintailed]

FOURTEENTH FUNGUARY SILLY based on bleeding tooth fungus!!!

this is Soni (pronounced SAW-nee) (any pronouns, he/him preferred)! He was a regular northern highland slugcat until he was modified by Drowned Out Cry to be a slimecat "hybrid."

Something about slimecats and their hybrids is that they can only properly hybridize (form "true hybrids") with similar species such as rot or dark lichen.

Meanwhile, Soni is a "false hybrid;" since his original species isn't fully compatible with slimecat stuff, he has distinct slimecat patches instead of being an even mix. Since slimecats technically never stop growing, a false hybrid's patches won't either; eventually, Soni will be 100% slimecat (but still 100% Soni).

Sometimes it can be difficult to identify whether a slimecat hybrid is a true or false one. A simple method is to see if their slimepups are also hybrids; if so, it's a true hybrid. If the pups are just regular slimepups, then their parent is a false hybrid.

True slimecat hybrids can occur naturally or be made artificially (natural ones usually happen from pups living around and absorbing stuff like rot). False hybrids are always artificially made.

[kooldewd123]

i love how the way this is phrased implies that catching and eating small mammals is a dream for tobias

[astrid-beck]

I love cynicism as much as the next guy but I gotta say watching 4 sided dive and seeing Matthew Mercer say his dream has always been to run a series of campaigns for long enough that he could start to interweave the stories and pick up old threads to make the world feel real does kind of put a damper on the "vox machina characters in c3 is soulless pandering fanservice" critique