Fanfic Obsessed

I like to leave very long rambling comments on people's fics and that has actually netted me some very real, genuine friendships and we've become cheerleaders for each other. My friend has a D&D Podcast that she doesn't get ANY sort of engagement out of, so I started listening to it at work and livereacting the things I enjoy about it and showing her my investment and it makes her very happy and it makes me happy that she's happy.

One of the only asexual activists is Yasmin Benoit, a Black woman. She has raised so much awareness for the community. She was the first asexual person to lead Pride in London, she started the #thisiswhatasexuallookslike movement and is THE leading voice for the community.

And you all will celebrate international asexuality day on April 6th but we wouldn't even have that if she hadn't cofounded it.

But then I'd just be admitting to being naive wouldn't I?

Never forget that racism is extremely ingrained in societal norms and functions to the point of it being a deep-seethed rot that needs to be combated through unity and mutual understanding/respect, not by making it a pissing contest over who is othered the most.

Being a minority in your inner circle doesn't give you a free pass to be a bigot card, and willful ignorance of your own bigotry towards your own neighbors and fellow humans will poison your heart and wither your brain so long as you refuse to learn and change.

Dick starts having a panic attack and immediately runs a blood test for fear gas

Tim laughs at Damian’s almost-imperceptibly-dry joke and everyone thinks he’s having a Joker Junior episode, except for Duke, who assumes Joker Venom

I also kinda want this to be the way Kon (and Tim) find out that Tim has a crush on him. Like Tim has a reaction that has him putting out an APB on Poison Ivy and a bit confused at what she is doing outside of Gotham. Kon asks why. Tim causually responds that he is having a reaction that says that she and her pollen are somehwere near by.

Dick starts having a panic attack and immediately runs a blood test for fear gas

Tim laughs at Damian’s almost-imperceptibly-dry joke and everyone thinks he’s having a Joker Junior episode, except for Duke, who assumes Joker Venom

And it pisses you off because bruh how am I supposed to practice this shit if I can't even do this first couple of fucking lines to make a good cylinder.

And then you start drawing and it sucks and you keep doing it, and you learn new skills and tricks, and you even end up developing an art style naturally (which they told you you would do, and you didn't believe them, but it came free with the constantly drawing in a way that made you comfortable and learning the medium).

Don’t they know that murder is illegal? You just know there are a bunch of homicidal maniacs out there who love to read those stories. They write them, too, in between killing people. 

Many neonazis and their ilk are okay with their icons being portrayed negatively as long as that negativity takes the form of a powerful and threatening figure. They like identifying themselves with Big Scary Destroyer. It's a power fantasy for them.

That's why, for instance, Trump's incoherence when speaking doesn't bother them. His incoherence is taken, by and large, very seriously. The man opens his mouth and drops a bunch of verbal turds - and the world panics, or at the least gets very, very nervous. Not unjustifiedly, it's true, but the power fantasy of being able to say whatever they want and get taken seriously is still vicariously fulfilled.

But the Reflecting Pool? The Reflecting Pool wasn't supposed to be broken. It's not something Trump destroyed for the sheer pleasure of destruction, which is how Trump's base experienced his gutting of the government via Musk. The Reflecting Pool is something that was supposed to be improved, which he boasted about improving, and instead it's clearly turned to muck. There's no power fantasy there. There's nothing to gloat over; it's just a damp gross failure. It isn't even a catastrophic failure! Tearing down the East Wing of the White House was dramatic, and had the value of making a big, indelible change to a national icon. No matter what happens, the East Wing as we knew it is gone. Power fantasy. By contrast, the Reflecting Pool? It's just fuckin dirty. It's gross. It's your neighbor's neglected cheap pool that's full of dead leaves and slime. An entirely pedestrian, grody, pathetic failure. It would literally be more salvageable as a PR thing for Trump if it got hit by a meteor and turned into a smoking crater.

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” is a trap. It means there’s a good chance the officer doesn’t actually have a good reason to ticket you, and is trying to get you to waive your 5th Amendment rights and incriminate yourself. If you make a guess, that’s a confession of guilt.

the "milkman" is a common figure in stories depicting a woman's infidelity and adulterous affair.

this implies that the ability to provide milk would both decrease the likelihood of a man abandoning his wife and children, as it would eliminate the need for leaving to get milk AND would secure that man's marriage, as his wife would have no need to seek milk from an extraneous source.

therefore, all men should produce milk, through various means such as:

- being a cow

- being an almond

- being a woman

- being a coconut

- being in the omegaverse

- being an oat

(list is exemplary and not finite)

the "milkman" is a common figure in stories depicting a woman's infidelity and adulterous affair.

this implies that the ability to provide milk would both decrease the likelihood of a man abandoning his wife and children, as it would eliminate the need for leaving to get milk AND would secure that man's marriage, as his wife would have no need to seek milk from an extraneous source.

therefore, all men should produce milk, through various means such as:

- being a cow

- being an almond

- being a woman

- being a coconut

- being in the omegaverse

- being an oat

(list is exemplary and not finite)

Tim: I’m flattered, but you should know that I’m a package deal.

Danny:

Danny, pulling Sam and Tucker out of a stretchy portal: So I also have a built in Fraid.

Tucker: Dude! I was literally heading out to my retwist!

Tim, damn near smelling the tech on him: I’ve actually been practicing in case my brother, Duke, or my niblings want to change things up.

Tucker: There are games on my PDA, but nobody gets to play in my hair.

Sam: On that note, Danny, why is a tech mogul trying to butter up Tucker?

Danny: You remember how you joked about being a vegan at a sausage fest?

Sam: So the solution was to add more sausage??

Tim: Actually, my little brother’s vegan, and plant based foods are pretty good if done right.

Tim, making eye contact with Sam: Especially violets, Ms. Manson.

Tucker, scrolling through pictures of Tim’s work on Kori and Mar’i: Nope. I call dibs.

Danny: How?? I met him first!

Tucker: His parts are better than yours, babe.

Sam: We’re sharing.

Kon, pulling up with Bernard after overhearing things: Last I checked, he said this was a package deal.

Bernard: Holy shit, is that Inviso-Bill?!

Danny: 😑

Danny, stretching the portal back open: Whelp! Time to go home!

Tim: Does it help that he was roasting people in conspiracy theory forums for doubting you from the jump?

Danny: *glares but closes the portal slowly*

Kon: Are we gonna discuss the missing heartbeat shaped elephant in the room?

Sam: I know Lex taught you about Chinese walls.

Kon: Which means you also know how Lois and Clark feel about those.

Sam: Interesting. Thoughts on environmental justice?

Kon: I prefer actions.

Sam: And the green?

Kon: Magically? So not my thing, and so not my place. Dietary? Tim was right about violets.

Bernard: They make a really nice syrup.

Danny, whispering to Tim: Did he do that on purpose or by accident?

Tim: Half the reason we’re together is that I never fucking know.

Tucker: So about that retwist?

Kon: Basic info so the guy with super senses knows when to freak out first.

Danny, restarting his heart: Fair.

Danny: Want me to leave it on for a few days so you can memorize it? It’s not the comfiest thing, so I usually turn it off unless I’m asleep.

Kon: We’re gonna come back to that later, but yeah.

Tucker: *sends Tim Jazz’s number and instructions to snitch*

Tim: *sends back a screenshot of the text and recording he already sent*