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I keep changing my name but I'm in my twenties, and I use he/they (consistently lol).
This account is probably mostly going to be for hanging onto deleted scenes and lurking and being held accountable for starting infinite new drafts, which I Should Stop Doing.
But! I am trying to be a better writer in general, and this seems to be the outlet that's making me actually work on the goal. See u later
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Locking blades with your hated rival on the field of battle is inherently sexual, sorry I don't make the rules
getting older and weirder and sexier and more perverted and gluttonous and intelligent and blunt and eloquent and spontaneous and skilled is literally what it's all about
gerard: something funny?
gerard’s assistant: no. no, no, nothing’s… you know, it’s just that… both those draag mother motifs look exactly the same to me. y’know, I’m still learning about this stuff, and uh…
gerard: this… “stuff”? oh, okay. i see. you think this has nothing to do with you.
you… go to your playlist, and you select… i don’t know, that industry plant mommy kink anthem, for instance, because you’re trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put in your ears, but what you don’t know is that that song is not just about hot MILFS, it’s not power play, it’s not taboo relationships, it’s actually fixation with the mother figure.
you’re also blithely unaware of the fact that, in 2001, Thursday did a song about losing a maternal figure, and then i think it was us, wasn’t it?… who showed Mama. i think we need a ten minute Mama here.
and then fixation with the mother quickly showed up in the collections of eight different albums. then it filtered down through the streaming services and then trickled on down into some tragic industry plant’s album where you, no doubt, fished it out of some New Tiktok Releases playlist.
however, that fixation with the mother represents millions of dollars of countless jobs, and it’s sort of comical how you think that you’ve made a choice that exempts you from the fetish opera industry when, in fact, you’re indulging in kink music that was selected for you by the people in this room… from a pile of “stuff.”
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Gillian Anderson, 1994
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I was looking for references and stumbled across a series of paintings from 1930s by Soviet painter Alexander Samokhvalov called "The young women of metro construction"
she was overstimulated as hell. ray’s not in her line of sight to ground her. eyeshadow creasing after a long day. interview is going on too long. frank’s trying to crack a joke she’s not having it. mikey chewing on his finger nails when she TOLD him to stop doing that. beaver or whatever the fuck his name is fuckass haircut pissing her off and she can’t even see it SOMEONE FREE HER!!
just remembered that this will be the second my chemical romance summer in a row
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ao3 being down has me considering performing a new trick called: if I wrote it, I will happily tweak it into a zine format to mail to you (18+)!! they will be fairly small (think phone size) but they are just for fun, not for profit (think love of the game and zero dollars). is this an insane idea or do we like it
you like chappell roan, the lord of the rings, my chemical romance, and dogs. you can't smoke, you can't dj, and you don't know finance. face it, you're never gonna make it.
I wrote the first chunks of blue monday while I was going through my phone notes and found all the little details I left myself after I saw them in August!! I went to breakfast the next day and was like, I need to make sure I don't forget how it felt. I've been having a hard time since probably April of last year. And I know it isn't just me, a lot of fucking people are. But something about being there cracked it and made it smaller, and I felt like. Squeaky clean from it idk. I was all unstoppable and muscle-y and gay over it, I was holding my head high (as one is wont to do after seeing MCR). So the obvious thing was returning the favor, in writing.
The writing part kept getting bigger and bigger until it got away from me (<-- every fic I've ever written), and then it was so tough to keep writing that I shoved it in another document and let it simmer until November, maybe adding stuff occasionally, but what really made me get my ass in gear was starting to figure out what was before and after. I keep going headfirst into new ideas before I even get to think, it just kind of comes out of my hands for like 1-3k (and then I have to unfuck it and make the characterizations and details work as I keep going).
Now I'm growing the prologue (read: part one but I'm not reordering the series due to stubbornness) and the real epilogue (I am delighted to announce that someone gets JFK'd<3 and it's getting wild in there)!! And very excited about both.
