#it’s certainly a hill to die on

[possumteeths]

I was just gonna drop a message thanking you for calling out that one person a few days ago that used art without credit but you honestly seem cool I like your blog : )

Hahaha no thanks necessary! People need to fkn quit it with how normal its become just to rip off artists and creators. The definition of art theft has gotten so misconstrued, who cares if youre not claiming the art as yours. People deserve to be credited for their work scream. I genuinely dont understand why you’d rather steal work that you seemingly like rather than reblog their shit? Like what a way to piss off creators that you apparently like omg.

[mice-ducks-and-blots]

Fellas is it gay to plant a whole like REALLY HUGE road of flowers exclusively for your enemy. Flowers that, canonically, will wither and die if you don't tend to them for a SINGLE DAY. mAY I ADD that earlier in the story Blot states something like "the falls are ROMANTIC in a way, especially with a full moon in the sky >AND MY WORST ENEMY APPROACHING<"

Like I'm sorry I held it for too long and I need to say it. I am a firm believer that Mickey and Blot have the same as whatever it is that Basil and Ratigan got going on

[scary-white]

AYO GET MY SHORTY OUTTA THERE

[vyrtuosoart]

I'm off my meds and need all the motivation I can get to finish this

[rotisseries]

wait new poll

[annemarieyeretzian]

ashton saying “all of you have, with one exception, a place that you came from, people who made you who you are, all except for one. people who made you who you are, all except for one. ...I know a loneliness that you don't.”

they’re right and they should say it

[screaminglilrat]

the fact that for the popup parade line of figures golden deer and black eagles got the lord and the house’s most moe girl has very funny implications on the blue lions getting felix

[ariesbilly]

i just thought of this but like you know how st fandom will be like “well IVE never seen harringrove shippers get sent hate” etc etc and like

why would you. youre clearly not following any of us. the fuck kind of argument is this lmao

[softquietsteadylove]

I have this idea for the Parent/Teacher AU!

So Thena and Gilgamesh have been together for quite some while now and spent a lot of time at each others places with Druig. Gilgamesh takes care of Druig like a dad! So one day Druig calls him „mister dad“ on accident and you can decide how they react! Just a sweet, soft moment!

(*whispering* happy belated, Butterfly 🦋❤️)

"Okay, buddy, ready to go?" Gil asked as he packed up his bag, ready to leave with Druig in tow. Thena was getting off work a little early, but she had told Gil that if she wasn't there by pick up time, to simply come meet her at her ongoing shoot.

"Almost!"

Gil shook his head with a grin, fixing the strap of his satchel on his shoulder. He walked over to the reading corner, where Druig was procrastinating (like always). "Don't you wanna go see Mum, pal? We can pick her up from work, and then I'm making spaghetti for dinner."

Druig sighed, closing his book and getting up from his position of lying on the floor. "Okay, Mister Dad."

Gil looked at Druig, who stared right back at him. Gil made sure to keep his face neutral, though. He wanted to see what big feelings Druig might be having over what had just happened, and the last thing he wanted to do was make the kid feel like he'd done something wrong.

Druig hugged the book to his little body, doing his little stomping dance of anxiety. "I-I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Gil was quick to reassure the boy, dropping his bag and kneeling before him. "I'm not mad, Druig."

He looked at Gil, though, as if trying to see if it was a lie and by how much.

"Here," Gil sighed, sitting down completely and settling in for a good talk. "Can we talk about it?"

Druig, recognising the body language of when a calm, safe discussion was about to be had, automatically followed his lead.

"Now," Gil patted his knees, looking at the boy in front of him.

He and Thena had been together a few months already, and were playing things by ear on how to proceed with Druig. They had explained that they were 'special' friends, and that they would be spending some time together. Thena kept a close eye on how Druig was feeling at all times, but he had shown no resistance to any changes in their relationship from his perspective.

Gil was still his teacher, but also spent a lot of time at their house, just not specifically to play with Druig (to his occasional annoyance).

Gil didn't want any pressure to be put on Thena or Druig, though. Kro was technically still Druig's father, no matter how seldom he was in the picture. And Gil was happy with however they chose to include him things as they desired.

"It was an accident," Druig mumbled out, still looking embarrassed as he crossed his legs, poking the part of his sneakers that could light up in the dark. He was getting a little better with his 'a's and 'an's.

"I know, and that's okay," Gil nodded, watching the kid closely. "How did you feel when you said it?"

Druig squirmed a little.

"It's okay to feel embarrassed," Gil said gently, to which Druig nodded. Gil leaned his elbows on his knees, "can you name another feeling?--or something you thought?"

Druig exhaled, unfolding a little bit. Gil couldn't help but smile; he really was the spitting image of Thena, if not in looks then behaviour. "Will Mum be mad?"

Gil gave Druig a smile, "you can ask her. But I don't think she'll be mad. Are you worried she will be?"

Druig looks down at his feet again. "Dad'll be."

That made sense. Not that Druig was worried about what his father would think, but that he was anxious about the temper his father had. Thena had done her best to keep him protected from it, but clearly Druig wasn't ignorant to it.

Gil sighed. This was a delicate situation, and certainly there were going to have to be some discussions about it. But he always felt strongly that he didn't believe in lying to the kids unless it was for a greater good. "How about this?"

Druig perked up.

"We'll tell you mom, and we can talk about how we all feel about it," Gil suggested gently, to which Druig still seemed resistant, "but you don't have to tell your Dad if you don't want to. If we have to tell him, then you can let Mum and me worry about it, okay?"

Druig pursed his lips (also a Thena habit). "What if he yells at 'er?"

Gil drew in a breath, still trying to keep his face neutral. "I promise I won't let him, okay? We can talk about it nicely, like grownups."

"Okay."

Gil tilted his head at Druig's resignation. He didn't seem to feel any better about the situation. "Is there anything else you wanna talk about?"

Druig eyed Gil, coming off as much older than his mere six years. He picked at his shoelaces. "Would it hurt Dad's feelin's?--if I called you Mister Dad?"

Such a sensitive kid. Gil considered what to tell the little old soul. He was glad that he had reservations about hurting others' feelings, even if it was for a father who didn't necessarily deserve his consideration. "Well, I don't know, Druig. It's nice that you don't want to hurt his feelings, though."

Having it phrased back to him actually seemed to make him less inclined to be. He frowned, desperately trying to sort out his young feelings and put them into words. "Is...you're not mad?"

"I'm not mad," Gil smiled.

"Not at me?"

"I'm not mad at you."

"Or Mum?"

"I'm not mad at Mum."

Druig accepted the truths given, filing away the new information.

"Druig," Gil scooted a little closer.

He could have guessed this might arise. He and Thena had no way of spending their time together completely away from Druig's attention. Neither of them had any intention of lying to him, and it wasn't as if Gil was a stranger to Druig before their relationship began, anyway.

He was quickly becoming one of the most prominent presences in Druig's life, alongside Phastos and Ben. Ajak and Thena were already like a co-parenting dream team with how sewn together their kids were.

Kro was probably - understandably - far from Druig's mind when he thought about his family and who comprised it.

"When we're in school, everyone calls me Mister Gil, because those are the rules, right?" Gil proposed, to which Druig nodded. "You call Uncle Phastos Mister Stoss, don't you?"

He nodded again.

"But, when we're at home, or out spending time together," Gil offered a gentle smile, something in his chest aching, "it's okay with me if you want to call me Mister Dad."

Druig, no matter how much he had learned to be hard to read from his mother, was still a 6 year old. And the smile that came over him lit the whole classroom.

Gil felt his chest tighten. Past his degree in child psychology, and his teaching certifications, and his experience as an educator--even past his fondness for Druig as his student, he loved this kid. His attempts to intellectualise his way around the feeling always ended up with him just adoring the sweet little boy who seemed so much like his mother.

Gil blinked as Druig ran over to him, receiving the boy in a hug that was almost alarmingly out of character for him. Druig wasn't affectionate by nature, and only Thena and Makkari were ever on the receiving end of hugs from him.

But Gil ruffled Druig's hair, letting him bury his face in the arm of his sweater.

"Everything okay?"

Gil smiled as Thena knelt down next to them. Druig didn't even look up, immediately moving from Gil's embrace to his mother's. She curled around her son instinctively, cradling him against her and kissing his hair. Gil met her eyes, "we're okay. Talking about some big feelings."

Thena nodded; that meant that they would have plenty more to talk about later. She ruffled Druig's hair, "are you ready to go home, Darling?"

He nodded, rubbing his teary eyes and runny nose all over her nice blouse.

"Okay," she just smiled, letting him make as much of a mess of her as he wanted. She stood, holding Druig to her as Gil picked up his bag and collected Druig's backpack and jacket. "Mister Gil is going to make spaghetti, Darling. Does that sound good?"

"Yes."

At least it was something, and even just the one word was enough to comfort Thena. She looked up at Gil, who leaned in to kiss her cheek. "How was your day?"

"Nothing we couldn't handle," he assured her, his free hand naturally finding the small of her back as they made their way out of the building to his car.

"Mum?"

"Yes, Darling?" Thena looked at Druig, brushing away some tears from his eyes.

"Can Mister Dad read me a story tonight?"

Thena looked up at Gil with wide eyes, but he just nodded. This was what they were going to have to talk about more later. Later, because this was not the time nor the environment in which to try it. She ran her fingers through Druig's hair, "if you like, Darling, of course he can."

"M'kay."

Gil gave Thena a smile and a shrug. He really was fine with it, maybe even further endeared to them. Thena blushed faintly; not only did they have to talk about this as Druig's mother and teacher, but also what it meant in the context of their relationship.

"Mum?"

"Yes, Darling?"

"Is Mister Dad gonna sleepover again?"

Thena's blush doubled, although she buried it against the top of Druig's head. "Let's just get through dinner first, okay, Love?"

[fitzrove]

tag rambles

[judeesill]

kinda hate the drop the T stuff a lot because there are a ton of trans-identified lesbians and gay men that still very much consider themselves lesbians and gay men/understand their transitions as an extension of the gender-nonconformity of being homosexual! and even though there’s been a whole lot of money and misogyny put into redefining transness, same sex attracted trans people have been part of the lgbt community for like, ever! and will continue to be! so maybe we have a vested interest in figuring out how to see them as comrades and productively work with them!

[musical-chick-13]

All the people in the "Controversial Doctor Who Opinions" post saying that they 👉👈 Don't Like River 👉👈, lmao I did not fight for YEARS in the FUCKING TRENCHES for you to say that hating this character is a "controversial opinion."

[raspberryzingaaa]

"Yeah he's got some pretty strong opinions."

Well that's OK cause mine are stronger :)

[variousqueerthings]

I don’t think that Hawkeye is all that cynical -- he’s got cynicism in him sure, there’s a streak of that, but it’s not his chief motivator by far. 

In fact I’d argue he actively fights cynicism in a way that suggests far more of the idealist, sentimentalist, and even optimist (again, pessimism is a trait of his, and may? even come more naturally than optimism, but he doesn’t let that stop him from assuming he’ll save every patient that comes his way, from getting deeply emotionally involved with others even though it’s not going to last over and over again, or from imagining Crabapple Cove over the horizon).

I feel like the main two reasons he gets called cynical (in-show and out) are the fact that he’s Going Through It mentally in a host of ways, and because of the use of comedy to cover it up, but the comedy isn’t all that cynical either. It often happens in the OR, but it’s not trying to make out that the surgery isn’t important, or that he isn’t feeling deeply about the war. And then there’s the comedy he does specifically to cheer others up, which definitely doesn’t suggest those things.

When he acts out, it’s not (usually) cynicism either, it’s righteousness. He’s the arbiter of what is right and wrong, and who is right and wrong, and how to deal with what is wrong, whether it be by crashing a peace talk, or by bullying a bunkmate whom he sees as representative of what is in some way wrong in the world. 

(He’s also incapable of being alone with his thoughts/of being left out of things/of not being noticed, but that’s also not cynicism, although it may lead to it if in own company for too long).

I think there’s a distinction between a character who’s world-weary and therefore shuts out the world by being pessimistic, and petty, and instead of facing it making (often harmful) jokes about it all, and a character who’s world-weary because he’s entirely incapable of shutting out the world because he’s very sensitive, and so needs to cope as best as he can, either by numbing with alcohol or jokes or disordered eating or constant activity + insomnia, or by leaning into aggressive optimism and idealism and chasing positive deep emotions, for however long they last.

and then every once in awhile all the things that trickle in despite all of his coping mechanisms, build up and up until he does... something, so it’s better to put all of that energy into smaller impulsive activities before it gets that far.

[eldritchmochi]

i am going to become an intimacy coordinator but specifically for cosplayers and their guns

[aeide-thea]

beer poll going around and unfortunately some of the commentary on it has activated my Pet Food-Discussion Peeve, namely, people who are really determined to not only say 'X tastes terrible to me personally' (always legit!) but to assert that X tastes terrible in the abstract, no ymmv modifiers allowed

and it's just like. hi. taste varies. and i get that ppl think they're ~speaking truth to the power of american beer-drinking hegemony~ and that justifies how abrasive they're being, but like. if you're aggressively claiming that non-tastiness is an intrinsic property of a foodstuff and not something individually determined by individuals depending on their cultural context and their genetics (at least wrt stuff like cilantro and maybe tannins, i forget) and their textural sensitivities and their own personal preferences…? not sure you're being as radical as you think you are, actually