a black star

me? making a 273 page document of all the aftg extra content? available for anyone to view, print, and download? instead of doing homework? nooo of course not. couldn’t be me. definitely not what this is

fandom dies in the likes. You HAVE to reblog.

There’s something so uniquely terrifying about memory issues. I feel like my self is slipping away from me.

Hey, reblog this version instead, please!

mechanic sirius with his coveralls half off and tied around his waist, white tank on and tattoos on full display, hair in two braids, sitting outside on break cigarette in hand and grease covering him from head to toe

i feel like people aren't getting how dire ai is. we are running out of drinkable water. our brains aren't engaging as much with what we see and hear. people near data centers don't get clean water and experience electricity blackouts. it's being used to make pornography of underaged people and women. it often just lies. it affirms everything. it lies. it has made people kill themselves. it lies for gods sake. and people act as if im dramatic for being staunchly against it. 'now i KNOOW you hate ai and whatever, but look at this cute video' this isn't me being a new age puritan about internet videos, this is about the fucking earth and our future living on this planet. people are suffering now, people will suffer more, and my friends and parents will roll their eyes and think im annoying for despising ai so explicitly. we need to wake up because we cannot live like this

bringing back my too woke opinion that you should be allowed to change labels without the previous one being incorrect

i think you should be allowed to identify as trans without retroactively saying you were also trans in the past. i think the "born this way" rhetoric is limiting and you should be able say stuff like "i was fully a girl when i was a kid and now im a boy" without it invalidating your current identity but maybe that's just me

I am looking neither respectfully nor disrespectfully. I gaze without recognition of your form, and without understanding.

Me without my glasses

i am looking disbespectacledly

Neil always makes sure Andrew knows he’s there, careful not to startle him. a light tap of his fingertips against the table, footsteps just a little louder and more deliberate when he walks into the kitchen while Andrew’s cooking with his back turned. he does it casually, like it’s just a habit. like it doesn’t mean anything. but Andrew understands perfectly well—it’s so Neil doesn’t scare him by appearing out of nowhere.

it's obviously not ideal but what if we just aim for november at this point it's so so so far away I know, and yes I know it's perilously close to end of semester chaos for any students, but