#you'll get something from that later :)

[backpackingspace]

I am once again thinking about how odysseus who witnessed the horrors that the captured women went through (one of his main duties in the iliad was taking the women back home and making sure they were as comfortable as possible and safe because he was the only one trusted not to violate them further due to his devotion to penelope. And in the odyssey part of the reason circe sent him to the underworld was so that he'd have to listen to all these women's stories (before he could talk to the prophet) ). Who was one of the few that saw women as people and respected their space and opinions. And was then put in those exact same situations. I don't have the motivation right now to do a full literary analysis of this (I'll site the sources too) but oh man one day I'm going to write a full essay on this.

[bookshelf-in-progress]

Gosh, do I love discovery writing. The freedom. The sense of play. The way you have to hold the material lightly and follow where it leads, never being afraid to scrap things that don't work or to rewrite to emphasize things that do. You have the fun of discovering the story you're writing rather than the frustration of being unable to capture the ideas in your head. This way might wind up taking ages, but it makes the writing process such a joy.

[orb-weaving]

I have not been so physically unwell about a ship as chronohaul in a long, long time.

[astralprisms]

New gith who dis?

Saving her for patch 7 since I'm finally going to run Durge. Haven't settled on a name yet but I'm very into this look.

[citadelofswords]

apex worsties my beloved y'all may remember marn's hinamizawa fic. a couple of months ago i had the realization hey. jason's in the baseball car and both of his close friends were just brutally murdered. wonder how he's gonna feel about that. and now i'm getting a bunch of minific out of my docs and out of my dms with marn and riley so congrats! y'all get this one first.

The baseball game is on hold, since there aren't enough passengers to make a full game. Mob sits on the bench in the dugout and almost immediately falls sideways— Audrey lurches forward, but when she puts two fingers under his chin his heart is still rabbiting. 

"I think he's just asleep," Trish says quietly. Audrey folds to her knees and exhales, feeling the stress and terror bleed out of her. "I don't blame him," Trish adds. "I don't think any of us got that much sleep, not after—,"

"Don't say it," Audrey grits out. But when she cranes her neck to look behind her, Trish looks as devastated as Audrey feels. 

"I didn't want to," Trish says. "He was my friend. But you're also my friends. And I didn't know what else to do." 

Her hands are shaking. Audrey grabs one of them before she can second guess herself. "I'm sorry," she says. "Thank you. But I'm sorry." 

Trish swipes her free hand under her eyes. "I want to know what happened," she says. "He wasn't like that when we met. That was wrong." 

Audrey opens her mouth to respond, but then hears from behind her, "You used to have more guys running with you than this." 

Trish looks up first. When she doesn't move, Audrey controls her breathing and turns around to look at Jason Todd, still in his stupid mask but with a baseball jersey on and a bat slung over one shoulder. 

"I'm not complaining," Jason says. "I mean, I am; we can't leave the car until one team or another wins, and we can't play without full teams. But—," He stops, and looks between the two of them, then to Mob, and back to Trish. "Who died?" 

Audrey flinches. Trish says, "Do you want the list?" 

Jason's eyes go wide, and he sets down his baseball bat. "I was joking," he says. "What the fuck happened since the last time I saw you?" 

"Ran into the Apex," Trish says, ticking it off on her fingers. "Something happened to Al. Not sure what. Shadow got off the train. Al killed two people. I killed him. Now we're here." 

"Al did?" Jason thinks. "Huh. I didn't expect that. Maybe you or the hedgehog, but not him."

"Thanks," Trish says flatly. 

"So who'd he kill?" Jason looks between the three of them again. "You picked up more strays in the meantime, I'm assuming, unless he killed denizens." 

"They were passengers," Audrey says, thinking of Roxas. "They had long numbers."

"Former Apex, both of them. Audrey adopted Roxas at the same time that Shadow left and then Shoka followed us— hey, what?" 

Jason has gone bloodless. "Roxas," he says. "And Shoka? He—," He swallows; Audrey can hear it, and winces. 

"You knew them," she guesses. Jason nods, jerky. "I'm sorry." 

For a moment, looking up at Jason's face, twisted with grief and rage, she's afraid she's about to see even more blood. If the way Trish shifts closer to her, legs bumping up against her back, she's not the only one. 

But Jason just pulls his mask off and swipes the back of his hand over his eyes. "Shit," he says. Looking at him, Audrey realizes he's not that much older than either of them— sixteen, maybe seventeen. "You killed him already, you said?" 

"Yes," Trish says. "Sorry if you wanted to kill him yourself, but he would have killed us." 

Jason sighs. "Yeah, okay." He glances out to the field, and then puts his mask back on. "This just happened, I assume?" 

"In the last car, yeah." Audrey blinks at him. "What are you— where are you going?"

"Gonna go figure out what happened. Who did that to him. And then I'm gonna kill them." Jason's face twists like he's grinning, and Audrey shivers seeing it. "Can you do me a favor though? There was a girl I met a couple cars back. Cute, blonde— she got caught in a pod and dragged to the caboose, but she stopped it from catching me and I kind of owe her. Can you go break her out?" 

Audrey opens her mouth to agree, but Trish cuts her off before she can. "No," she says. "I mean, maybe later. Definitely later. But I'm going with you first."

She and Jason both turn to look down at Audrey, who swallows. Thinks about Al sitting next to her in the casino, and covered in blood in the Korean BBQ car, and the blood currently staining her hands. 

"Yeah," she says, finally. "If you don't mind. I want to be there too. And we can't leave Mob without us." 

"Fine." Jason sits down; he doesn't look happy, but there's a note of understanding in his eyes, warring with the grief that's still there. "So while we wait for him to wake up, tell me everything you know. Let's figure this the fuck out."

[deoidesign]

I was scrolling and saw your art and it made me really happy because I realized you made time and time again!!!

It’s literally one of my favorite things I’ve ever read, so cool!!!

This is so sweet, thank you for sharing!

It's sort of "illusion breaking" so to speak, to think of my art being both out there in a way that someone could happen upon it, and then further that someone may happen upon it twice, and finally that on doing so they find it recognizable...

I always think of myself and my work as something that sort of sits behind the curtain. The idea that it might take up space in this way is unreal!

This is the kind of thing that means more than you could imagine.

So thank you!

[thepoisonroom]

deeply overdressing for my stupid retail job in order to survive the dec. 23rd horrors

[daz4i]

how and why is there discourse about whether or not certain queer identities exist/if people should be allowed(???) to use them. why is "people know their own identity better than you ever could, and they're the only one who get a say on what they are" such a tough concept to grasp

i think if you find yourself offended by the label someone uses (especially if they're a stranger) or think it invalidates your own, it's a good idea to look inside yourself and question why that may be. more often than not, it's a result of insecurity or uncertainty of your own identity (or many other things, but i won't make a whole list here). whatever reason it is, until you resolve it, you shouldn't take it out on people for having an identity you don't understand

many have said it before but it's worth saying over and over. infighting only helps our oppressors. conservatives don't care if you're a cis gay or a xenogender aegosexual aplatonic lesbian, they hate all of us either way. trying to fit in by going for people who are easier targets for them isn't gonna help you, it'll just alienate you from your own community, and you're never gonna please them. the momentary rush you get from hearing you're not like "one of /those/ gay people" is not worth it and is gonna do more harm in the long run, i assure you

also, it is important to me to say this, but having some less than nice kneejerk reaction caused by confusion about an identity you don't understand doesn't mean you're a bad person or anything. as long as you aren't mean to that person, and you take a second to think smth along the lines of "wait a minute, this isn't any of my business" after having said reaction, you're good 👍 a lot of reflexive reactions we have to things are ingrained into us simply by. well. living in a society 🤡 and you're not terrible for having those thoughts. it's your actions that matter, and your second thought (the "wait, why did i just think that?") is more defining of your actual character and morals than your reflex. i know that having thoughts like this, even tho they're unwanted, can very easily make one spiral, so it's important to me that whoever needs to hear this knows this doesn't make you a bad person 🙏 you're good, keep taking actions to be good, accept other people even if you don't understand them, and you're on the right track :)

[akaluan]

Tanya the Evil always gives me Emotions when I try to read it, which does make it harder to get thru each book despite how much I love it, but I think I've made a Mistake by trying to read it while listening to Sabaton's "The War to End All Wars" album.

Y'all, I hit the song Versailles while reading Tanya's internal monologue about the cost of war while she was in the mop up of Operation Lock Pick. Y'ALL, when I say I had Too Many Emotions to continue reading, especially while on an airplane surrounded by strangers, I mean I had SO MANY EMOTIONS.

[seiwas]

home by daughtry reminds me of deku in the most he-wouldn't-do-this-but-it's-the-life-i'd-want-for-him kinda way 🥲😭

[marinehero]

clipping the LA so i can icon/gif later but they really did make garp that much more,,,,,

[dilfsuzanneyk]

my body runs on a schedule that possibly isn't the best. what do you mean we can only eat at 8pm im hungry NOW

[the-ghost-king]

anytime I start a new fic and it's incomplete/in progress and it's unbelievably good I'm always incredibly nervous the author will stop uploading, especially when they have like "lets see if i can actually finish this" type comments in the notes and I can't judge because I completely understand and you'll note the only thing I ever posted to ao3 that couldn’t be a standalone oneshot was deleted like 7 chapters in so like i can't be upset i am also the guilty party but dear author please know your words have left me laying on the floor and staring at the cieling only 3 chapters in and i need this fic i can tell from just these few chapters that it is going to mean something to me (it already does even if you finish here) but the way it would hit me if you manage to get all the chapters uploaded

[misteria247]

Hiiii, srry ur bday gift has been taking a bit

Been suffering from them mock exams, i am only managing doodles lol :'))))

Hey! Please don't worry so much about it my friend!! I don't mind waiting for stuff like that, so please take your time and good luck on your mock exams amigo!!! You can do it I believe in you, you've got this boo!!! 💙❤💜🧡💛💚💖

[zypiris]

ID/ A tweet from @MitchellCClark saying "'Never quit' sounds great, but sometimes, you gotta quit. be willing to say, "this isn't what i thought it was", or "this doesn't appeal to me anymore." remember that you can quit "the thing" without quitting on yourself. remember that persistence and fluidity can coexist. /End

[yeslordmyking]

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