#anyway that's my thoughts goodnight

[iholli]

literally I just want to give MAWS Clark a hug can we give this man a break please he's baby

[luck-of-the-drawings]

"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"

[golyadkin]

Something something living with your mistakes Something something period of adjustment

[sky-scribbles]

So... I have a lot of thoughts about why Gale's weave sex scene really, really worked for me as an aspec person. In fact, this is the first time any sex scene in anything, ever, has resonated with me. Or felt like it welcomed me in.

It's not that I'm made uncomfortable by other video game sex scenes at all - they're just generally not really my thing! My reactions tend to range from 'that was a sweet scene' to 'eh, indifferent' to 'I feel mildly awkward but it's no big deal'. They usually don't make me feel anything. But this is the first time I've felt that I could play a sex scene as a character who I headcanon and play as being aspec, and have it fit them. (I am not claiming this, of course, for all aspec people or characters; this is just my personal experience. And I am definitely not suggesting that there is anything 'purer' or 'better' about this kind of scene; I am only saying that it worked for me, personally.)

Because I'm here, playing a demisexual character for whom primary sexual attraction just does not happen, for whom any desire for intimacy must be built upon, can only arise from, a blood-deep knowledge of a person, upon emotional connection and trust. And I got to play her through a romance where Gale tells her he loves her before he so much as kisses her; who responds to her declaration of love by showing her his home in a way that says this is who I am, this is where my heart lies. Who offers her a form of intimacy that doesn't centre or even involve the body at all, a form of sex that's almost a metaphor for what they feel, an expression of a desire to be not alone, together.

It's sex that's Gale saying, let me bring the stars to where you are. Be with me in this place that I love, see me here among the magic that makes me feel alive, and know me. Let me hold you closer than a body alone could.

It's just that... de-centring, I suppose, of primary sexual attraction? Again: there is nothing wrong with scenes that centre that! But they will never quite be a thing I can relate to, or that will fully fit the characters I usually create. But this - I actually cried when this scene ended. I felt seen. I didn't feel 'this wasn't really designed for me' like I normally do. It worked for the character I was playing; it worked for me; it didn't push me away.

It's honestly beautiful to see a non-normative sex scene treated with such care. It's about time.

[marblerose-rue]

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the hush of rain / scourge

[ahollowgrave]

her lady, a bride veiled by clouds.

[thefrogdalorian]

Flowers for My Mandalorian

(Valentine's Day Din Djarin Imagines)

It's been a busy few months for you and Din, you want to do something small but significant to show him how much he means to you.

You haven't told him your feelings for him but you suspect he feels the same. You've noticed the way he takes every opportunity to stand close to you. The way his gloved hands linger a beat longer than you would expect a friend's to...

Even though you aren't together, you decide to surprise Din with a bunch of freshly picked flowers for Valentine's Day (or the Star Wars equivalent, the Festival of Love).

You hand Din the flowers, but there is no audible response - save for a deep intake of breath and his hand twitching by his side.

Din tells you that he has never heard of such a celebration before and to you, he seems a little confused at the beautiful bouquet you presented him with.

At first, you panic. You're worried that you somehow offended him. Do Mandalorians not celebrate the Festival of Love? Is it against their Creed?

In reality, Din is relieved that you can't see how much he's blushing furiously beneath his helmet.

The next Festival of Love, the first one you'll celebrate as a couple, you decide to bake him cookies in your cabin on Nevarro while he's out running errands in town.

Except, before he returns and when your back is turned, a certain mischievous child eats all of them.

Fortunately, Din saves the day by surprising you with a bouquet of flowers he picked himself to thank you for your gesture the year before.

After putting Grogu to bed when he crashes from his sugar high, you and Din spend the rest of the evening baking cookies together.

Somehow, despite his clumsiness in the kitchen, you manage to create something edible.

You fall asleep on the couch after an evening spent cuddling together with a full stomach, curled happily into the side of your flour-covered Mandalorian.

[vlasdygoth]

woe etc

[kaeddehara]

i wanna give al haitham the sloppiest head of his life

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

I have just been hit w the sudden realization that Nikignik and Marolmar, if you squint reeeeeal hard, is radio host x scientist

[sparky-is-spiders]

S1 Jonsasha AU where Sasha is the Archivist and they start slowly spiraling as they uncover more and more mysteries. Their fascination with The Horrors drives them into each other’s arms. They stay later and later. The storage closet becomes a shared living space for them. Martin hasn’t noticed. Tim doesn’t know what to say to get his friends back. They’re losing themselves in the Archives. They egg each other on. They start becoming more paranoid. Jon is so endlessly, doggedly loyal. This is the only person who can understand him. This is the only person who he has ever understood. They love each other so so much.

[jenna-louise-jamie]

thinking about yassen gregorovich instead of sleeping (because i love him) and how he is a catalyst. yassen stabbs ash -> ash kills john rider -> ian rider raises alex -> yassen kills ian rider -> mi6 blackmails alex into becoming a teenage spy.

i have so many thoughts that i can't properly articulate. obviously this is a simplified chain of events, but yassen and his choices set off a chain reaction of the world's most unfortunate dominos. especially when you read russian roulette. to be clear im not necessarily trying to blame him for everything because that feels very mean. he was also just a 14 year old kid when everything in his life went wrong, just like alex. only difference being yassen literally had no one.

i think i should write an essay about this because i haven't even gotten into my thoughts about what yassen and alex's dynamic would look like past eagle strike. i would imagine it'd be similar to ellie and joel from the last of us part 2.

where obviously yassen loves alex and alex on some level cares for yassen back but struggles to reconcile that with the fact that yassen is responsible for his uncle's death. a very unforgivable act. it would be so messy and complicated and angsty, because on one hand here is an adult who truly cares about him and has a connection with him through his father. yassen could tell alex about john, and trust that yassen truly wants whats best for him. but he killed ian, and he cannot take that back.

while alex reels from those feelings, yassen is also trying to reconcile his love of alex with the knowledge that he on some level is responsible for the suffering alex endured at the hands of mi6. and possibly even the fact that alex's godfather is the one who killed john and helen.

[silverskye13]

Reason #856 why I can’t do a daily Doc blog is I started this two weeks ago and promptly forgot how to draw.

Anyway! He’s fixing something in the Hermethius I think

[peridots-pixiwolf]

[Start ID. A dark, warm-toned drawing of Tundra, a robot with bladed legs and mechanical hands both lightened by frost, and a face like that of a fencing mask. She wears a blue jacket with a fluffy white ruff and pockets on the shoulders and chest, a long green skirt with tassels and pale wavy lines at the border, and a brown belt with a pouch at the side. She's shown from the right, leaning back on a stack of pillows and a wooden wall as she looks out to the left, disregarding the open book in her hand, her legs bent in front of her. Under her is a yellow and red rug which pads gritty flooring, over her are series of low, round string lights, providing soft lighting in a room that's partially open to the night sky.]

it's a friend's birthday today yet again... in honor of the occasion here's a Tundra for @automatonknight :]

[dylanconrique]

i'm always a normal girl in my bedroom until i think back to lucy's face when tim was cradling her to his chest after saving her life.

[spineless-lobster]

Kitty and the Captain having a girl’s night where they sit in a blanket fort and talk about boys