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def-not-kaz-brekker · 8 months
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controversial opinion but inej ghafa is literally terrifying and (obviously) such a queen.
like she literally held a stadwatch guard at knifepoint after creeping up on him and whispered (I don’t remember the exact quote) “I like it when men beg, but nows not the time” like??? Queen?????
And the end of the crooked kingdom where she cuts pekka rollins after threatening him, and switched alby’s toy lion with a crow?? Fucking terrifying?????
My love for inej knows no bounds and she is undeniably a powerful and scary woman
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strangesickness · 4 days
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THIS IS A PRO COMICS/ROCKSTEADY/ETC. BATJOKES POST PLS DONT GET IT CONFUSED FROM THE MEME. I LOVE THEM <3
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batman twt when they find out i'm reading batman comics where batman and joker are trying to kill each other and i'm kicking my feet and giggling
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gooboogy · 7 months
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The problem is they both make sense.
John lacks any agency, and as his abilities start "failing" he loses more of what little he has. The only things he can do is perceive the world through Arthur's eyes and talk to him in his head. That's it. He has no material effect on the world around them. He is solely 100% reliant on Arthur for his continued existence and influence on the world. He can't ignore Arthur whatsoever (unlike Arthur who can ignore John easy peasy) he can't Do anything but talk and observe (and also experience the deaths of people Arthur touches but ultimately that does nothing). Of course he is going to be distrustful of other people and possessive over Arthur.
Arthur feels like suddenly he can't rely on this very reliable thing that has been keeping him alive this whole time. It would shake anyone up. Especially with the shit they have to deal with? If he can't rely on directions he will be sliced to ribbons or shot without a chance of fighting back. They may as well be dead already. And for all of John's lack of agency, it's Arthur who has to actually deal with the consequences. He's the one who's getting wounded and torn to bits and has to fight all that. Plus it's HIS body. If someone's existence relies on your body, you have the right to refuse, bodily autonomy is a human right.
The problem is they've gone through this cycle before (cycle of learning and forgetting and learning that they are One Unit and need to work Together vs The Problems and forgetting) but never has it shaken Arthur so much. Even when they've argued before he would still listen to John's directions. But now? Everything is in question (as is probably the intent behind John's "failing" abilities.) They DO need other people to help and they DO need to be careful and include John. They cannot truly trust someone else while keeping John a secret or without his input. Arthur has the most control over the situation and the onus is on him to make the compromises. Yeah it's his body but 1) countless times he promised to John that they were in this together and 2) at this point separating them would be so traumatic that they may as well be One.
All of this is to say, curious that Arthur is so willing to tell Oscar about literally everything EXCEPT John. What happens if he does? What if there's someone else to assert for John in a way Arthur can't ignore so easily? Would that legitimize the shared ownership of Arthur's body? What does it mean for John to gain agency by the loss of Arthur's autonomy?
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he’s like a slut to me
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blondiest · 10 months
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going to make my own version of those "that girl" videos that used to go around on tiktok (which were basically aesthetically-styled disordered eating so far as i could tell tbh) but mine will be me eating stuff like hard-boiled eggs slathered with mustard & enjoying it with a degree of enthusiasm that viewers find off-putting. my "that girl" trait will not be yoga or drinking five gallons of water a day or even having nice hair or clear skin, it will simply be my joie de vivre or however it's spelled
#i used to eat hard boiled eggs w mustard on them all the time in college bc they had them in the vending machines#and they also had packets of mustard#and i forgot my lunch like every day lol#so that became my lunch#it's a humbling experience to eat a wholeass hard boiled egg in public with like. no knife to cut it in half btw. like you just have to#take bites and it's fine but you feel silly and inelegant#it does not help if you are very gender nonconforming at the time but like. aren't trying to be. jfhfhfjgh#<- was really bad at fitting in during college bc i had super short hair and wore men's jeans and sweaters from goodwill#all of which are actually swag things to do btw but like it doesn't feel swag at all if you like. are actually trying to fit in#and are just very bad at it#and genuinely cannot connect the dots on Why Girls Don't Want To Be Your Friend (it CAN'T just be that you're getting read as queer. right?)#(because that would be so messed up if it was because of that.)#[narrator voice: it was because of that]#anyways this is off the rails bc it was supposed to be about eggs and my love of them but#a lot of people say that college is better than high school. and for me it WAS by a lot but it still was really hard in a lot of ways#i felt deeply isolated. i went to an ag school in the middle of a midwest state and studied STEM#in high school i associated with basically only queer art kids (not a huge high school and a lot of us weren't out yet but. y'know.)#and then in college i felt very out of place#and towards the end of college i decided to try and take a stab at looking more traditionally feminine. grew out my hair#got rid of my bangs#it was fine#i definitely noticed that people treated me much nicer once i had long hair and women's clothes that actually fit me#and i was like okay yeah so i guess i just should try to pass as straight then. that seems like it'll be easier#during the pandemic i gave myself bangs again. just a lil bi girl swag yk. and then last august i got my hair cut into a real short bob#and i immediately felt so much more like myself. idk how to explain it. but i was just like not meant to be feminine in that exact way#i'm honestly still pretty feminine presenting overall but#i love the fact that if i wear my hair messy now it looks kinda boyish. and if i style it nicely it looks girly.#i feel like i have options yk. and i still don't think i get read as queer now tbh? though i'm bad at knowing these things#but i don't feel like i'm HIDING anymore#WOW THAT WAS LONG SORRY LMAO
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People on social media really act like women don't like sexy art, regardless of their sexuality. Lol
"This is why men shouldn't draw women" Honey, the artist is a woman. Modern feminists are the very thing they claim they hate, ironically.
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snekdood · 4 months
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oh you want to force the label "butch" on to me? well looks like its time to go back to strictly fucking cis men
#damn and i was really comin around too! too bad ig. yall know whats best or whatever you need to tell yourselves.#im a man. call me a gay man before you think of calling me that shit. call me EVERY slur one would call a gay man before ever calling me#ANYTHING NEAR a fucking lesbian of ANY variety.#i will stab women to prove a point to you until you fuck off.#we'll never be seen as equal to cis ppl till yall stop forcing identities on to people. literally doing the exact same shit cis ppl#do to me already but bc you tell yourself you're above it and woke n shit suddenly you're somehow different. fuck the entire fuck off.#until you can look at me and see me as just a fucking dude. we will never have equality. until you're able to STOP trying to see me as#ANYWHERE NEAR adjacent to women- we- as trans people- will never have equality.#and no i dont think that means lesbian = basically just women but it does subconsciously in plenty of yalls minds.#otherwise why tf would someone be saying trans men/butch as if they're equivalents? why cant you just say trans men?#or better yet and more accurate would be trans men and/or butches. bc otherwise using a dash in between trans man and butch#means you think they're the same thing and just different phrases for the same thing. thats what it means to use that dash#like that.#yall make being a stealth trans guy sound so much more appealing. if as soon as i mention im trans you start thinking#'butch' or 'afab' subconsciously and go on about the struggles of afabs or whatever then ig that means i gotta be stealth and never reveal#that im trans ever tf again bc yall STILL dont fucking get it.
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unnaturalceilings · 7 months
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Probably not gonna post anything for supercorptober for the next few days cause I really need to focus on sewing my Halloween costume. I think I'll still try to catch up on what I've missed afterwards 🌞
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pickleslice · 8 months
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logan is physically incapable of not having strange homoerotic tension with every man he meets it’s starting to get worrying
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timdrake-yumm · 1 year
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So I was struck with the realization that in all I’ve heard about Duke Thomas’ powers, never once had anyone implied that he could fly, yet I have imagined that this was among his power set every time I think of him. So, in a desire to see if I was actually going crazy, I googled “can Duke Thomas fly” where I was immediately reassured that if I am crazy, at least I’m not alone in my craziness, because I only got to “can Duke Thomas” before google helpfully wanted to know if I wanted to end that sentence with “fly” implying I am not the only one to wonder about this. From there, Duke’s fandom.com page informed me that no, flying is not among his power list, but hey he might be immortal!
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Self Ship Valentines - Day 8
Prompt: “Sweet kisses”
Description: Bronwen didn’t know anything about relationships, not until she found herself in the throes of one. But, even as the world seems to be turning in on itself and growing harsh, Claude always seems to have the time to tease.
“Hey... sundrop?”
No response; just light, but deep breaths, showing the woman was still in a deep sleep. Likely one filled with dreams, as she always woke up having had a great many, but even if he didn’t want to wake Bronwen up... well, he also wanted to see her face again.
“C’mon now, it’s time to get up, sweetheart.” Claude’s voice was low, loud enough to be heard but not enough to scare her awake. Light kisses trailed along her spine and up her neck, a few phrases muttered as Bronwen began to stir. Claude leaned on one arm, his green eyes watching as Bronwen eventually rolled over to her other side. Now facing him, her eyes soon fluttered open, a yawn escaping into the open air as she finally woke.
“Ah.... Claude?” Bronwen replied, voice low and laced with exhaustion, “Good morning, sweetie...”
Claude chuckled and ran his hand through her hair, green eyes drinking in the look of her freshly woken up from some type of dream; only seeming to smirk a bit when Bronwen blushed and his her face a little under the sheets. Claude quickly responded, pulling the sheet down so he could see the flush upon her cheeks.
“Oh, no. None of that now.” He remarked, shifting and trapping her with one arm on her other side, causing him to loom over her a touch, “I get to see you first thing in the morning, Bunny.”
“B-But-!”
Claude ‘tsk’ed in reply, shaking is head a bit to interrupt her, “Nope. No excuses. I get to look at you.”
“Why would you want to, though? I mean... I just woke up. I’m kind of a complete disaster mess.” Bronwen muttered, which only made Claude chuckle in reply.
“Seriously? After all this time, you still haven’t understood how beautiful I know you are?” He remarked, leaning down a bit closer to her, “Guess I’ve still got to find a way to show you then, huh?”
Bronwen looked a bit surprised, but before she could ask what he meant, Claude placed a soft kiss upon her cheek. She let out a squeak of surprise, blushing even darker, but couldn’t respond before Claude kissed her again- this time by the corner of her lip. Bronwen couldn’t help but start to giggle, especially as the assault of kisses continued- one on the tip of the nose, another on the forehead, on the cheek, drifting as Bronwen kept giggling in reply and wrapping her arms around Claude in a hug.
“Claudeeeee!” Bronwen laughed, shaking her head as he laid a kiss upon her collarbone, “Have mercy, I get it, I get it!”
“Nope.” He hummed in reply, placing more kisses upon her neck and then her shoulder, “Don’t believe you.”
Bronwen tried to roll over so he wasn’t looming over her, and instead she had turned away from him, but that just lead to kisses on the back of her neck before he turned her over again. There was a brief pause as Bronwen managed to stop giggling and catch her breath, Claude’s hand on her cheek as he simply looked at her again.
“I like you best with a smile on your face like that.” He remarked, and Bronwen felt her heart jump for a moment. Tangling her hand in his hair, she played a bit with the silken strands as she looked up at him with just as much love in her eyes.
“You’re a secret sap, Claude.” She remarked, but pulled him closer towards her, giving him a gentle kiss; tender and soft, brief but enough to pour the love she felt even within the deepest parts of her heart. He returned it with the same amount of love, resting his head upon Bronwen’s heart afterwards.
“But that’s part of what I love about you, Claudey.”
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six-of-ravens · 27 days
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perhaps i will do some rage gardening tonight...
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One day in 2019, I had pain so bad I went to the ER.
My gut felt like there were red hot needles and knifes being stabbed into it. I felt nauseous. I felt faint. I very nearly threw up.
It was not the first time I felt this way but it was the worst I’d ever felt. I’d been getting increasingly bad pain for over a year and I had gone to countless doctors trying to determine what it was.
The doctors at the ER — thankfully — took me seriously. They determined I had a severely infected gallbladder and the only way to save my life was to have surgery to remove it.
I still had to give consent before the surgery.
I remember being terrified. I was alone. There was no one to help me. And somehow, even though the only course of action I could take was to consent to the surgery the fact that I had to before they could take action made it all the more terrifying. The consequences of the surgery would mean I would live, but I’d never quite be the same. I felt cheated by my own body. Why was it this way? Why couldn’t I be healthy? Functional? Why wasn’t my body working with me?
The nurses, doctors, and surgeons there were all incredibly kind to me.
One surgeon in particular — the one who ended up operating on me — said something that will stick with me for the rest of my life. “Your body is there to help you. Sometimes, when part of the body is no longer helping you, the best thing to do is cut it away. You’ll be so much happier after the surgery. You won’t be in pain anymore.”
I think about that a lot.
I think about it a lot when I see trans men begging for help to get top surgery and are met with resistance or well meaning but ignorant messages begging back to not “mutilate” their body.
I think about my surgeon, who was so kind to me and knew what to say when I was scared and crying and alone in my hospital bed.
Your body is there to help you.
Sometimes, when part of the body is no longer helping you, the best thing to do is cut it away.
You’ll be so much happier after the surgery.
You won’t be in pain anymore.
I hope you get your top surgery.
I hope you will be so much happier.
And I hope the pain will end.
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cryptidsandcatacombs · 8 months
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Do you ever just look at a couple in media and you are like wow you two are awful for each other and I hate both of you
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adhdchilles · 6 months
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boss is asleep. currently on a quest to steal some wine
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stop reblogging this i'm gonna get caught you fuckers
#/srs
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🌻 achilles Follow
hahaha it would be so funny if i got so deathly drunk my hot doctor boyfriend had to escort me to the infirmary and pin me down so i dont end up stabbing someone and holding me by the hair to force my chin up and make me drink medicine hahahahaha
#please #pleaseee #i am so gay rn
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🚬 menelaghh Follow
i miss my wife
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🦢 helen Follow
currently having the time of my life. everything is great. except my new husband. i hope he dies
#captive princess life
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🐌 patrokloss Follow
never thought id have to say this but please do not try to make homemade wine with random shit you find on the woods ?? a guy just died
#psa #medicine
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guys im gonna be honest the worst thing to ever happen in my life was my brother coming back
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:((
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you are literally on my DNI. this is your fifth account. please go away
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why are all the animals coughing to death?
#is this normal #vets of tumblr answer me
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these trojans ain't shit 😂😂😂 we'll be winning this easy fr
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girl help it's been ten years
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👁 cassssandra Follow
being haunted by visions can be very fun actually
#therapist told me to be positive #trying
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🐭 parisbutitsnotfrance Follow
hello
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stop telling me to kill myself???
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🌻 achilles Follow
i hope you nerds name men on men attraction after me when i die
#if this doesnt happen then what is the point
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