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The amount of disbelief Iām willing to suspend is directly proportional to how entertaining the show is. If a show is barely able to hold my attention and has betrayed my trust before, fuck you, thatās not how cutting someoneās head off works.
If Iām glued to my seat every week and canāt stop watching, then yes, absolutely, the professional athlete in a blond wig is indistinguishable from the 17 year old lead actress.
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Okay but imagine being the team of Eridian scientists tasked with keeping Erid's Only Human alive for as long as possible while the whole planet's environment is literally trying to kill him. And then Rocky shows up and is like:
āGrace says he would like half of dome to be water.ā
āOh, is necessary for humans to have large amounts of water question?ā
Small Eridian equivalent of a sigh. āNo. Not needed for life. In fact Grace will die if he falls in water and does not get out.ā
āTell him we give him water in containers that won't kill him. Lots lots lots of water on Erid for Grace to drink.ā
āNo. Grace say he want water on ground. Also want it with excess sodium chloride compound so it will be unhealthy for drink.ā
āWHY QUESTION???ā
To celebrate Erid getting their sun back on track, Grace asks for some alcohol. There's a small amount left from the Hail Mary and Rocky offers to take it to the science Eridians to see if they can synthesise more.
āGrace want this liquid for celebration.ā
āOf course.ā They scan it. āYou have wrong liquid. This contain compounds which are poisonous for humans.ā
āYes yes yes. Grace say humans like feeling of being slightly poisoned.ā
āWHY QUESTION?????ā
Grace is like one of those extremely finicky tropical fish who instantly die if not kept in extremely specific conditions.
Only here the fish can talk and keeps asking you to make it vodka.
my controversial opinion is I donāt think Zuko was confused by āmy first girlfriend turned into the moonā
he was there during siege of the North. he infiltrated the spirit oasis. he has an uncle who studies spirits and the spirit world. he watched the sky go dark then the moon suddenly reappear like everyone else in the entire world did. and most importantly he watched zhao get eaten by a giant godzilla fish spirit.
his entire life since he saw that beam of blue-white light in the south pole has been āthis day has already been so goddamn weirdā
The only really new information was that that was Sokkaās girlfriend
Important opinion in the tags that I need to have be part of the post:
Also, Iroh was there? He literally watched Sokka make out with the moon spirit. And you want to tell me that a romantic sap like him would not have immediately told Zuko about this romantic tragedy? Please, Zuko has known about this for ages, he just knows that this is not an acceptable situation in which to say āyeah, I know.ā
Sokka: āMy girlfriend turned into the moon.ā
Zuko: āI know.ā āYes.ā āShe sure did.ā āUh huh.ā āTell me something new.ā āAre we still talking about that?ā āThatās rough, buddy.ā
[image: tags by samwisethebold: #itās not that he doesnāt get what sokka means #itās that how on earth do you respond to that]
the first thing that pulls shane out of sleep is a voice.
soft and strained. desperate enough that it cuts through the haze of exhaustion.
āpozhaluystaā¦ā
shane doesnāt open his eyes right away. for a second he lies there, caught between sleep and wakefulness, trying to figure out what heās hearing. beside him, ilya shifts restlessly beneath the blankets.
ānetā¦ net, prosnisāā¦ā
shaneās eyes open.
the room is dark except for the pale glow filtering through the curtains. ilya is twisted in the sheets beside him, breathing unevenly, his face pinched with distress. another string of words spills from his mouth, fast and panicked russian that shane canāt follow.
ātebe nuzhno prosnut'syaā¦ā
something cold settles in shaneās chest.
he pushes himself up onto one elbow, immediately turning toward him.
āilya?ā
thereās no response. only another desperate whisper.
āmama.ā
ilyaās hands tighten around the blankets as though heās trying to hold onto something. another broken sound escapes him. āmamaā¦ prosnisā...ā his voice cracks on the last word, and shane doesnāt hesitate any longer.
he reaches for him immediately, resting a hand against his cheek. āilya,ā he says softly, then more firmly when there is no response. āhey, baby. wake up.ā
it takes several attempts before ilyaās eyes fly open, wide and unfocused, darting around the room as though heās still expecting to see something terrible. for a few awful seconds he doesnāt seem to recognize where he is. then his gaze lands on shane.
before shane can say anything else, ilya makes a small, wounded sound and folds into him.
shane pulls him close at once, wrapping both arms around him and pressing him against his chest. ilya clings to him, fist tightening in the back of his shirt as though heās afraid heāll vanish if he lets go. his entire body is shaking.
āyouāre okay,ā shane murmurs, rubbing a hand slowly up and down his back. āyouāre home. iāve got you.ā
for a moment the only response is the sound of uneven breathing. then shane feels tears soaking into his shirt.
āsorry,ā ilya whispers.
ādonāt apologize.ā
āi woke you up,ā ilya says, his voice cracking around the words. āiām sorry. i didnāt mean to.ā
āi donāt care if you woke me up.ā shaneās hand continues moving in slow circles across his back. āiād rather wake up a hundred times than have you go through that alone.ā
they sit together in silence for several moments. shane doesnāt rush him. eventually, when ilya finally speaks again, his voice is barely audible.
āshe was there.ā
shane feels his chest ache.
āyeah?ā
āi found her again.ā ilya swallows hard. āi kept telling her to wake up..ā his voice trails off. āi couldnāt help her. i couldnātāā
āhey.ā
āshe wouldnāt wake up shane.ā
his voice cracks and suddenly the tears start all over.
āhey. look at me.ā
reluctantly, ilya lifts his head. his eyes are red-rimmed and exhausted, carrying the same grief theyāve carried for years.
āit wasnāt your fault.ā
ilya looks away almost immediately.
āit wasnāt your fault,ā shane repeats, gentler this time. ānone of it was your fault.ā
he doesnāt argue, but shane can tell he doesnāt believe it either. still, some of the tension leaves his shoulders, and after a moment he settles back against him. thatās enough for now.
shane keeps holding him, one hand threaded through his hair while the other rests firmly against his back. every so often ilya murmurs another apology, quieter than the last, and every time shane dismisses it without hesitation. little by little the shaking stops. his breathing evens out.
eventually ilyaās voice grows sleepy.
ādonāt let go.ā
the request is so small that it nearly breaks shaneās heart.
he tightens his arms around him immediately. āiām not going anywhere.ā
long after ilya falls asleep, shane stays awake, making sure his sleep remains undisturbed.
eventually, listening to ilyaās steady breathing, sleep finds him too.
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if you're confused about all the pumpkins and ghosts and stuff, it's actually a sort of seasonal harvest festival in parts of the northern hemisphere. yeah, it's kinda weird to think about how it's autumn down there when up here it's spring, haha yeah imagine them all, upside down, and getting colder in october when it's just starting to warm up
and can you imagine, down there it's COLD at christmas, crazy right?
that's nonsense, why would it be cold at christmas, it doesn't even make sense? that's a festival about the birth of something??? obviously that happens in summer.
Excuse me?! What you guys doing calling the northern hemisphere "down there"?! We're north. That's UP on a map when it's oriented properly.
what the fuck are you talking about?
Supermassive Black Hole lends itself to soundtracking one thing and one thing alone and that is a strip club. Supermassive Black Hole is the most perfect strip club rock song I've ever heard. I've heard rock songs *about* strip clubs that feel less suited to a strip club than Supermassive Black Hole. I have heard songs where sex is explicitly described in the lyrics that feel less sexy than Supermassive Black Hole. Supermassive Black Hole is a song so disgustingly, flagrantly, enticingly slutty that I sometimes feel legitimately shocked that it was made by a band that most people make fun of for sounding like if Radiohead sold out after their first album. It is a crowning achievement in stripper music that may never be topped in our lifetime. It is best known for soundtracking the scene in the first Twilight movie where they play baseball.
ok i'm still thinking about the branding thing. au where your soulmate leaves a brand on you in some way when you touch them - maybe their ring leaves a mark when you shake hands, or you both come away with marks from brushing arms on the subway - and they burn hot, just for a moment, just enough to make you notice. and shane and ilya both think they're fine because nothing happened when they met. they shook hands, and slammed each other into the boards, and kissed and touched and fucked and nothing. and it's perfect. until it isn't. until they both want more and want to stop wanting more but can't bring themselves to break it off despite the fact that they're both sure that any day now the other one will meet their soulmate. and it'll all be over. and then the tuna meltdown happens and then rose happens and ilya feels sick. constantly, every day, desperately wishing he'd been able to leave a mark on shane, that shane had left his mark on him. wishing even more desperately that he didn't want that. he's so sure that she's left her mark on shane that he almost doesn't go to tampa. almost comes up with some bullshit excuse. but he goes and shane walks into that bar looking so beautiful, his eyes and his smile and his freckles. and he's preparing to have his fears confirmed, but then shane says they weren't compatible. and he thinks he knows what it means and there's hope stirring in his belly, and when he finds shane on the beach and he asks for ilya's room number the hope crawls up his throat. but their thumbs brush and still nothing. no heat, no marks. and then up in that room, shane tells him he's gay, and ilya tells shane about his father, and shane kisses him and rocks him and just holds him. and when they finally fuck again it's slower and more reverent than ever before, and he flips shane on his belly and grinds into him slow and deep, leans down to whisper russian in his ear, because shane seems to like that, and his necklace lands on shane's shoulder. and it doesn't quite light up, not exactly. but ilya can see it. see when it goes hot and hear when shane cries out and comes, clenching around ilya and pulling him over the edge with him, and then ilya looks at the mark, traces it, kisses it, and shane whispers was that -?, and ilya doesn't really know what to say. yes doesn't seem like enough. nothing he could say does. he just lays his head on shane and nods. and feels tears prickling his eyes again. and shane pushes him off and goes to the bathroom to look and ilya's stomach drops again. he's sure shane is going to come back and tell ilya they can't. that he doesn't want him. that it must just be one sided. but instead he comes back and lays down and wraps himself around ilya, burying his face in his chest, and then ilya feels it - white hot, for just a moment. and shane sits up and they both look down and see a perfect imprint of shane's freckles right over ilya's heart.
awww the like button turns into a rainbow when you press it! that's so cute...hey staff what's with all the trans women you keep nuking?
i think we should be ridiculing them more for this. you don't get to try and go all "queer website" when your staff likes to go on nuking sprees targeting the trans fem users
would be remiss not to mention that the rainbow notably straight up just removed the trans flag colors from it. like theyāre gone. itās the progress flag minus the trans flag colors.
thatās not the whole flag, now is it
hey staff what the fuck
hey staff why is this post labeled mature.
Sometimes I end up watching videos about indie author drama (I don't know why) and a quarter of them are "indie author reads mean review of their book and publicly and embarrassingly crashes out, sometimes with a side order of stalking or harrassment" and I'm always like. Why are you even reading the reviews. Like what did you expect to accomplish here. If you're looking for tips on how to improve your work, that step comes BEFORE publication. Your role in this is over, those aren't for you. What can you possibly expect to gain by reading them, and if you do, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU RESPOND.
Nothing that ever happens in indie author drama is ever remotely relatable to me. I always go in like "oh, these are my peers, we have the same career, I will understand this" and it's always somebody making absolutely off the wall decisions that make no fucking sense to me. My reaction to everything that happens is "why would someone do that".
"This person read their goodreads reviews, got upset about it, and faked a letter from their publisher to the reviewers chastising them for making a new author quit writing with their mean words, then wrote about it publicly on social media to try to garner support and direct hate to the reviewers" I would rather eat glass than do any single one of those things, each individual step is another stupid idea.
"This person made thirty sock puppet accounts to fake bigotry and hate against them in order to garner sympathy book purchases" there is simply no way that the sales return is worth the effort even if you don't get caught, why would you want to do this. Emptying my actual legit Tumblr askbox makes me tired. Why would anyone invent a second mean askbox.
"This writer is suing this other writer for writing a book that's too similar in a bid to establish ownership over common genre tropes" how do you have the money to be dabbling in this bullshit, let alone the time? Lawyers are expensive and you look like an idiot. People write similar books all the time, it's called writing within a genre.
"This person committed fraud and gamed the review algorithms and ended up taking thousands and thousands of dollars from potential readers before delivering AI gibberish and skipping out with the money" okay that's a supremely arsehole move but it does appear to be very lucrative, so I can logically see why selfish people keep doing this one.
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you can't say "hey has anyone noticed that M/M fic outnumbers F/F like 100:1ā or āit feels racist that only 3/202 characters on the ao3 top 100 ships list are Black and two of them are Alastor HazbinHotelā bc some ppl will start going like āoh so you think we should FORCE people to write about things they DONāT CARE ABOUT for WOKE????ā and youāll be like āno, iām pointing out that the conditions that created this disparity are informed by racism & misogynyā and ppl will say āitās not BIGOTED to only care about WHITE MENā and then the gargoyle king appears
i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges
there are four human activities and they are crafting, stories, math, and fucking around. whatever you're doing is at least one of those four.
I feel like I need to share this because idk if Europeans are familiar with the presence of Aldi in the US, but at least especially in my area theyāve been growing a lot recently. Like Aldi bought out some local failing grocery chains where I live (Louisiana) and have opened Aldis in all these somewhat rural communities and small towns, which for the record Iām fine with
But as a result of this they are advertising a lot more in my area and also in many cases, the people in these areas have never been confronted with Aldi or any European grocery store. So the ads that Aldi is pushing out to its new US customer base feature a cowboy shopping at Aldi who is explaining to new Aldi customers how Aldi works. Like this cowboy is explaining you gotta put a quarter in the shopping cart and why there are very little name brands. A cowboy is how they want to reach their American customer base. They gave us a cowboy
Here he is, the Aldi Cowboy
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Happy 3-year anniversary to this post! (not to the date, but whatever, itās pride month) I made this when anti-trans laws, hate crimes, and news headlines were picking up once again. While itās still ongoing, I am excited, hopeful, and energized for the future regardless.
Iāll leave my e-begging link to my ko-fi here if you want to throw some coins my way.
happy pride
okay so spock (the alien in blue) essentially goes into heat. like literal heat like an animal. Anyway, spockās in bloodlust in this episode and must go back to vulcan to have sex with his finace (or someone. but its supposed to be his fiance) or heāll literally die. this is called pon farr and some backstory spock is half human and thought he wouldnt go through pon farr so he abandoned his HOT fiance to fuck around in space except oops pon farr happens so. he and kirk (in yellow getting his tits cut open, heās also spocks captain and best friend) and their other friend mccoy go to vulcan so he can have sex with his fiance or get married or whatever so he doesnāt die. but then spockās fiance (tāpring) is like no i dont want to marry spock i want to have him fight someone to death (which she can do) and spock at this point is fully in the āblood lustā and is basically not in his right mind and doesnt get whatās happening. and tāpring picks kirk to be her āchampionā in the fight (her logic is that if spock dies in the fight she doesnt have to marry him and if kirk dies, spock will be so upset with her he wonāt marry her anymore anyway). anyway kirk doesnt know that its a fight to the death and so heās like of course iāll do this fight if itāll help spock and then he gets told itās a fight to the death and he goes WHAT and right afterwards spock slices his titties open like in the gif. also eventually spock and kirk roll around in the sand and kirk fakes his death and THIS somehow knocks spock out of his blood lust and he goes back to the ship super sad bc heās killed his ābest friendā only to discover kirkās alive and we see one of his biggest smiles of the series (a big deal bc spock is vulcan and they dont show emotion). anyway this aired as the season opener in 1967. know your history and all that happy pride
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