#yeah it's august whatever

[localcryptic]

if i think too hard about marshal steel i'm gonna end up on the news. he is making me actually insane. dog dad of the year. hated your guts when he met you. a kind and gentle lover. has made unforgivable mistakes. has also made charming stupid jokes. i can't tell if i want him to have a good calm life or if i want his guilt to devour him from the inside out. and on top of it all hes gay. happy pride month 🏳️‍🌈

[lizardthelizard]

"...For twenty-eight years I only knew one thing. That my parents sent me away." ["We did that to give you your best chance."] "...But it doesn’t change the fact that, for my entire life, I’ve been alone."

[paludal-paws]

hi guys here’s some more oc writing stuff that i started two billion years ago and never finished. maybe posting it will incentivize me to pick it back up sometime. hope you like requiem !

August sat cross-legged on his bed, leaned back against the headboard, musing over yet another design idea for some kind of easily-maintainable mechanism for powering a massive train. The conductors of the Alteigos had been kind enough to continually bring extra scrap to the Farms for its residents, so it was only fair that August, as the co-leader of the faction, returned the favour.

He drowsily tapped his pencil against his clipboard. Storms, he was tired. Was it possible to power a train off scrap metal? Or maybe off just sand, perhaps? There was plenty of that to spare, that was for sure. What about rust? The Dust Bucket, as the train was commonly nicknamed, was certainly… ferruginous enough to supply it.

A sharp, hollow rapping pulled August from his nonsensical musings. “Yes?” he answered, pausing to scrawl Sand? Rust?? on his paper before glancing up.

His brother stood in the doorway of his tiny bedroom with one wing still lingering on the doorknob, head held proud and aloof, like the posture of a king. His cheap metal crown sat pridefully askew atop his shiny, rumpled black hair. He stared intently at August with his beady, wily yellow eyes.

For a moment, he looked for all the world like the haughty young man August Diamond had met that fateful day. The young prince who carried himself with a self-important swagger, who commanded the Columns with an iron talon and sent his cronies upon smaller factions to delicately pick them apart, piece by piece, like vultures at a carcass. With eyes that trapped you and scrutinized you, like you were a mouse caught in a snare, she’d been someone to (however grudgingly) respect, despite her ostentatious front, lest you get the rug yanked out from underneath you. Someone to fear, even.

But when August raised his eyebrows expectantly in response, the avian tore her eyes away from August’s, and her shoulders shifted almost imperceptibly to the side with an uncharacteristic awkwardness, and she shuffled his talons on the wooden floor, and August was instantly reminded that beneath the Feathered Prince was Corvus Allaband, his baby brother. His awkwardness brought a small, fond smile to the bull’s face.

“Hi,” August greeted him again, straightening up on the bed and setting aside his sketches. “What’s up?”

“N—” Corvus began in a croak, raw from disuse. “N—N—” His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat as he swallowed. August absently noted his face barely scrunching up in displeasure. “I wanted to know if you… if you could, um…” She finished her half-request by gesturing lamely to her hair.

[corpsentry]

there’s something so epic about hetero chinese period dramas and i think one part of it is that there is absolutely nowhere in the narrative i could exist.

lately i’ve been on a western media detox— i’ve cleaned english language music out of my playlists and have never been able to stomach western dramas anyway, so that part is easy— which might seem funny, because if i’m in singapore and i hate it and i won’t touch american music then what’s left? the answer is the false binarism of chinese period dramas, at least for me. the badly written ones are misogynistic and stupid and the better ones are less of those things, but regardless the world that emerges is clean-cut and easy to parse. there’s someone to root for and someone to hate. there’s a girl and a boy. there’s the comedy and the drama, the sheer thick drama, the music that signals to you precisely how to feel before the scene even starts going

try to jam a fifth culture transnational transgender they/them with 2 mental illness and 1 autoimmune disease into this world and it simply doesn’t work. and that’s kinda epic lolzers! it’s like watching high fantasy, or super hardcore sci-if. it both represents a simulacrum of the real world and is so far from the reality you know that you understand it as a hypothetical universe, one that disincludes you on principle. i exclude myself from the story and in doing so fangfei from moyuyunjian’s steely gaze becomes all the more important. i give so many shits and laugh and yell and spectate. but i am safe from the eyes of its inhabitants. if i entered the story it would break. so i sit outside of it, clapping by myself

in other news, we gave up on mysterious lotus casebook 16 episodes in. there are many character archetypes in these shows that i can no longer stand; the salacious sexy seductive supervillain lady is not necessarily one of them but the way they did miss ‘this man didn’t even Look at me when all men fall at my knees so i hated him’ ‘no one is allowed to steal buttchin from me’ jiao was way up there. surely a woman can have multiple personality traits and yet you would think from this drama that that is not at all true. and the strange harem that grew around li lianhua despite his absolute loser attitude— like i get it, he’s the gintoki of this show, that’s hot, but the way the women who were into him were written made me want to Eat Horse. it bothered me that di feisheng and lianhua’s homo as fuck dynamic was so intriguing and them + fang duobing was a winning trio but all the women in the show were written like complete fucking ass, and one of the big antagonists being a woman, the stakes throughout were not only lost to me but also Pissed Me Off. also, that case about the corpse flowers dragged on forever and all my pocky wilted

I Just Think, women deserve better in these damn stories. make them slutty as hell, sure, but make them other things too and i mean this in the most generous sense. slutty and proud. slutty and weird. slutty and oblivious. literally anything at all so they don’t come out cardboard flat from all angles. this is why i have a personal vendetta against the ditzy clueless female protagonist as well because if everything stems from the fact that she doesn’t know shit it’s like please someone Please tell her shit i’m on my hands and knees begging. give her more to chew on she’s dying of boredom over there

this is why i liked the so called antagonist of blossoms in adversity best (spoilers ahead). he was cruel as hell to huazhi and gu yanxi’s only parental figure. he was paranoid and selfish and lonely and craved a son’s love from the one person he couldn’t hold onto. in the end he is pushed further and further by huazhi, who won’t give in, to isolate yanxi from the people he loves and to lash out at those people as a way of punishing yanxi. and when he dies it’s because of his own distrust, his own negligent parenting, his absent cruelty from decades of insomnia and lack of faith in his people. but he cries for yanxi, and there’s something so human about that. to think of evil not as a first principle but rather an adjective for a verb that is set in motion by other events. to be honest, i haven’t seen such thoughtful writing in any chinese period drama before or after that and i strongly suspect i will never see such writing again in this genre but man, it was so fucking good (spoilers end).

in the meantime, i’ve dragged my mother to moyuyunjian/the double for the return casting of liu xiening and wang xingyue who are Eating so hard. they’ve got wang xingyue done up with the sluttiest makeup and liu xiening is breaking my heart with her pout and her Sassy Mean constitution and this is a revenge story, yes, but it’s a double revenge story. it’s a grief story. and fangfei is carrying more on her shoulders than lingbuyi imo, and doing so with much more grace too. her step mom’s a dick but she’s a smart, 5d chess playing dick who wears hot shades of green so i’m personally interested enough to keep watching (something lotus casebook DID NOT accomplish with their epic female antagonist…. mein gotte). and the princess too. unhinged as hell but god, so charismatic. and beautiful, with scary big eyes and the sweetest head tilt. fun fun fun! that’s fun character writing right there. the comedy might be too straightforward for my tastes but everything else is kind of hot and sexy And after the coming of age ceremony when jiangli appeared amidst the flowers i felt my throat close up even though we saw her for all of one (1) episode). i was like yes. they got me alright. i Care now

really that’s all that matters isn’t it. we want stories about people we care for. we want to give a shit. why else would we listen to the stories of other people. we are looking for us and the people we love in them

oh also moyuyunjian soundtrack goes hard as hell i love a little three step waltz. here’s a pic from the ‘gym’ for ur time. guten night

[jadetheblade4]

I forgot adults existed oops hi guys ^_^

[faggotstump]

I hope you know I'm really counting on your prophetic visions these days (fob9 in August 2025)

So am I, man. So am I.

[augentrust]

don’t worry y’all, caleb can still use four whole spells (including counterspell!) from his spellbook since they don’t have a verbal component. and more importantly, his boyfriend loves him a lot and presumably has dark star prepared to do 8d10 force damage to ludinus’ stupid face

[smoreboi]

im considering going back to making shitty youtube videos edited on imovie again just to try and feel some sense of purpose. dont have brawl stars downloaded rn because i kinda fell off on it, but i could to twst vids or something. record my dot connection game dailies or something, idk, just something to do.

[simptasia]

my mum has stage four cancer

[tvonq]

no way ive been walking around for like 3 weeks with my bank card and drivers license in a whole other purse…found that out today when i was tryna pay for the shopping

[thethingything]

"why do I feel so weird and awful" says man who already made a post half an hour ago that included the reasons he feels weird and awful

[widevibratobitch]

moments like this when im really glad im a sad little cynic who always considers the worst possible outcome and never lets herself truly get comfortable and trust the good things in her life to stay there and builds her life around trying to soften the blows of the eventual disappointments just waiting around the corner lol never leaving my edgy teenager era peace and love

[elytrafemme]

i understand that remembering birthdays is Super Ultra Crazy Hard and whatnot like i get it, by all means i GET it, but if ONE more person fucking forgets when my birthday is i’m going to cancel any plans i was planning to make on my birthday and not see a single fucking person for that entire week. come hell or high water. [do not rb]

[supercantaloupe]

genuinely except for maybe a passing interest in seeing camelot (which is closing too soon for me to do anything about anyway) i haven't wanted to actually Go To New York to see smth on broadway since the music man. i am going to do everything in my power however to go see this cabaret tho

[prolibytherium]

so excited for the posting if UPS teamsters strike like “wjat about Packages Georg who is impoverished and disabled and queer living on a dirt road deep in the mountains and relies on daily UPS deliveries of food and medicine for his continued survival? What will he do during a strike? Should disabled people just die?”

[the-kipsabian]

im sorry but orangekip being part of the ecosystem of aew ships is just. so wild to me my god