Aggressively Bisexual

maximus fallout wakes up every day and just wants to have a normal day, not even a particularly good one, and he makes good-hearted but impulsive decisions that seem to be scientifically engineered in the depths of his mind to cause him the most pain and then he has to live with that. and then he gets hit in the face and his teeth get really bloody. that part's non-negotiable

i love wishing people luck for very mundane tasks that dont really require luck. going to the bathroom? good luck with that. making a sandwich? im crossing my fingers for you. need to change your shirt? i hope it works out exactly how you imagined.

The first rule of fandom is have fun. The second rule of fandom is find an enabler and become an enabler. Yes you should write that fic. What if it was even hornier? What if it was angstier? What if you wrote it just for me?

“I don’t put politics in my stories” is the literary equivalent of a cishet guy going “I don’t have pronouns”

Yeah okay there are like 11 species of heron native to the USA and yes fine I’ve only managed to spot 10 of those species. You might think I’m bitter about that one species evading me but I’m not. I’m actually the Least Bittern person about it in the entire world

what’s the big deal about being avoidant. like ohhhh im dodging the bullet quick everyone lets mock the bullet dodger

sometimes when two people love each other very much, they don't do anything and nothing happens

I’d have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?

TODAY

there is a very specific type of political enlightenment when you allow yourself to acknowledge bad people can be attractive and funny and intelligent and still be bad people because those things don’t quantify morality

“i’ve never met a pretty racist” “republican makeup” etc etc is all just enforcing the idea that being conventionally unattractive is a moral failing. stop doing that. it’s an actively dangerous idea to spread

the best way i can think to describe the experience of reading moby dick is you’re in line at the dmv and this guy behind you very loudly says “well who HASN’T had a gay experience” and then proceeds to tell you every detail about his life in between anecdotes about how great sperm is and how ropes work and sometimes he’ll say the most poetic shit you’ve ever heard in your life and them jump RIGHT back into explaining how a whale is a fish because 1) it swims in water and you’re still only like halfway through the dmv line