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k but if u haven’t seen the guy ritchie sherlock films u don’t get it but they fully wrote holmes as in love w watson. like undeniably in love. In the first ten mins holmes refuses to take a Single case for three months bc watson won’t go with him. he locks himself in his room for two straight weeks, drugs the dog, and shoots the wall for attention bc watson is moving out. he says the world outside his room has nothing to offer until watson asks him to go to dinner & immediately agrees. he humiliates mary bc he’s jealous she can marry watson and he can’t. he goes to a fight club to Feel Something bc he knows john is slipping away from him. there’s never any “oh well just bros being bros” the whole tone towards it is just “ofc he’s in love w watson that’s one of his defining character traits”

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the more i hear abt that lilo n stitch remake the more im like oh this isn’t just like. a bad remake it’s actually deeply deeply evil in a way that i hope reaps some sort of cosmic punishment

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I love this because like 99% of this kind of paleoart is patriarchal Man the Hunter type fantasies but these guys are just like “fuck it we’re outta here”

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when i was a tiny baby queer (aka a 24-year-old), i went to my first pride festival probably three months after i kicked ex-gay therapy to the curb and came out to my parents. being the people they are, my parents came with me. they weren’t really sure about this whole gay thing, but they loved me and wanted me to be safe and happy and wanted to be involved in what was important to me, so they came along. (i also think my mother still might have thought i might get drugged or murdered or beaten by a protester of which there were plenty.)

anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

“…it’s a cock and a pussy, Jules,” she says flatly, and that is the story of how i died at the age of 24 while attending my first pride festival.

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this obliterated me

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it actually completely unironically pisses me off that there was times when i wasn't alive and there will be times when i'm not alive. i should have been there for everything

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Possibly a controversial take but do you know who I think the most dangerous member of the Dead Men is?

Saracen Rue.

Now, I know Skulduggery and Anton are deadly and powerful and would probably win in a fight against Saracen. However, I think it needs to be acknowledged that Saracen survived not one but two wars with a power that is not combative. He fought Mevolent’s soldiers, the Warlocks and Darquesse and managed to walk away unscathed (for the most part). He survived a decent length of time in Season of War before being bitten. And this is not even counting the amount of times people have probably tried to kill him for his promiscuity. And he does this whilst reportedly being the most unfit of the Dead Men.

He comes across all smiles and charms but I think he’s in the top 3 of the Dead Men of people who can end you with very little effort.

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I just reread Last Stand of the Dead Men

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Me entering any museum: man I’m so excited to learn all the things

Also me: GIFT SHOP GIFT SHOP GIFT SHOP

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I haven't gotten around to drawing it yet, but I do think Michael Distortion's fingertips would be permanently discoloured from frostbite. Poor, poor Michael Shelley wasn't prepared for any of it.

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i've been thinking about tim, lately. maybe he's so mad at jon for becoming a monster because he Knows that danny was also turned into one after he was taken (the assumption here being that tim, as an employee of the eye, has just a bit of extra knowledge). and. and do you think that tim wants to stop jon from being lost to him. because i don't think tim had a lot of friends in research besides sasha, drowning in grief as he was. danny is lost to him even as he can't accept that and now he's seeing, not a kidnapping where he doesn't know what's happening, but a slow transformation that he's unable to prevent.

he's already lost his brother and (though he doesn't know it yet) his best friend. he can't handle losing jon.

(and we see that in the season three finale, where he deliberately sets off the explosion in a way that he knows will take him with them.)

edit: because some people in the reblogs want to throw me into the buried for this, i instead encourage you to check out this post that i wrote earlier about jon and his grief over tim. enjoy!

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If we learned anything about horror podcast fans, it is that they will take a man who never had a good day in his life and traumatize him even more

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i’m relistening to parts of the magnus archives and god i love daisy and jon’s friendship…. they are my Everything

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I love Jon. We ALL love Jon.

But sometimes I want to talk about Martin. Sometimes I want to talk about Martin, not just Jon.

Sometimes I want Martin to be more than just the “anti christs plus one”. Sometimes I want Martin to be more than just a caretaker. Sometimes I want someone to take care of him.

Sometimes I want to talk about how Martin visited Jon I’m the hospital for MONTHS crying over the person that he loved, that he didn’t know if he loved him back. SOMETIMES

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Somewhere else it is Christmas

Somewhere else the fragments of a herald and lonely man curl up by a fire

Somewhere else they trade stories of childhood and joy

Somewhere else the air is heavy not with fog

But with the smell of cinnamon and Christmas roast

Somewhere else they are going to be okay

Not here though

Here they are names, footnotes of footnotes of tragedy

Here they are the whisper of danger and fear the world aches to forget

Here, they are ghosts as the world grows cold

Flowing on from the ebb of the stagnation proximate to fear

Here, they are pleased to be memories

Mourned by the mourner-less as another mystery of the apocalypse

Here they are unmarked graves in a pile of ash, with only soil under the flowers

Because somewhere else they are warm

Somewhere else they are together

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whatever you do, don’t imagine jon and tim smoking together when they were both new to the institute, working in research. don’t imagine jon quitting and trying to get tim to do the same. don’t imagine jon watching tim spiral into addiction after they find out about sasha, and not being able to stop him because he drove tim away through his paranoia. don’t imagine tim catching jon smoking while they’re researching the circus and going off on him about how much of a fucking hypocrite he is. and especially don’t imagine the two of them wordlessly sharing a cigarette the night before the unknowing.