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greetings and welcome to my blog . i post things sometimes
my names are nix or felix, i use xe/xem/xyr pronouns

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It is important to me that Ryland Grace is a cis man.
This is not to say I hate the idea of trans/nonbinary Grace, not at all. Everybody deserves representation and if you see yourself in that good for you.
But that's also why cis Grace is so important to me.
Because Ryland Grace is a man who is a teacher. A man who loves teaching so much that when he finally became the leading expert in his field - helping to make world-changing discoveries and meeting the most powerful people on the planet - he constantly thought about how much he'd rather be back in his classroom. Back with his kids.
Ryland Grace is a man who works under a woman, and only complains about it because she pulls him out of his lab and drags him all over the world with her to meetings. He's a man who works with women - who argues with and respects and befriends women - just as easily (or not) as the men around him.
Ryland Grace is a man who chose to wear a flowery dress under a cardigan because it was there and it was comfortable. A man who likes silly punny t-shirts and bright colors and soft clothes.
Ryland Grace is a man who let out a scream so squeaky and high-pitched when the gravity shut off that it would be insulting to little girls if I used that comparison.
Ryland Grace is a man whose first instinct in any scenario is curiosity and whose second is compassion and empathy.
Ryland Grace is a man who cries when he's hurt. A man who cries when he's happy. Who cries when he's grieving, when he's overwhelmed, when he's afraid. He throws a trash can when he's frustrated. He thunks his forehead on a doorway when he's embarrassed. He laughs and waves his arms and spins around when he's excited. He's a man who feels things fully and isn't ashamed to show it.
Ryland Grace is a man who gets sick on the elevator and pulled off an EVA in gravity while the ship was literally ripping itself apart around him. He's a man who trips over nothing and managed to haul a limp 400 pound rock alien across the ship and up a ladder.
Ryland Grace is a man who was a coward. A man who ran instead of choosing to make the sacrifice. He's a man who didn't go quietly with dignity when he saw that the walls were closing in. He's a man who begged and pleaded and made threats he didn't mean because he was scared and didn't want to die.
Ryland Grace is a man who found someone to be brave for. Not through a relationship or parental/familial bond - but for his best friend.
And he still cried about it. He chose to be brave, to make the choice he'd fought so hard the first time. And he still grieved what he was giving up. He chose to turn around, and accepted that he would die because of it. And he was still scared and wanted to live.
But he loved his friend more.
Ryland Grace is a cis man, and that is important to me.
Because Ryland Grace is curious and compassionate and chooses clothes for comfort over everything else. He's an incredibly intelligent scientist who found his true calling, not as a researcher but as a teacher. He's friendly to everyone until you give him a reason not to be, and doesn't discriminate with either respect or distain.
He was betrayed by the people he was closest to. He understands why. He breaks down when he remembers what they did to him, and adds a little inside joke for them in his goodbye message to make them feel better.
He didn't want to leave Earth. He loves living on Erid. He would've let a lot of people suffer and die because he was scared of dying himself. He chose to give up his chance to live if it meant saving his best friend. He's smart and a little bit stupid. He's unashamedly nerdy. He's resourceful and clumsy and clever and emotional.
He's a coward. He's brave.
Ryland Grace is all of those things.
And he is a man.
And I don't think we get enough men like that in media.
I'm an adult
You're a dumbass who the fuck says something like that
a few months ago my friend called me and told me she was moving back up near me from 7 hours south in the middle of nowhere and asked if i would help her because she couldnât move the furniture by herself and the town was so small there was no moving company (there were actually only 5 or six businesses in the whole town including both restaurants) and she had no one else down there to ask.Â
And even though money is pretty tight for her, she told me I could name my price if I would help her, because it was so far away.
I told her she was a dummy for thinking i would take her money but that i would accept the traditional helping-a-friend-move price: a meal (i know she would feel wrong about herself if she didnât do something for me in return, thatâs just how she is) Tradition suggests pizza and beer, we opted for enchiladas and a margarita.
we crashed on the floor of the empty place and left back north in the morning - when we got back to the city three more friends met us at her storage place (the place she was moving into wouldnât be vacant for a couple months) and we started to move all her stuff up to a storage room on the THIRD FLOOR (because large city storage places be like that)
we had just taken the first box out of the truck when the (only) lady working there walked by and told us they closed in an hour and twenty minutes, and she couldnât stay even a little late because she had to get to her other job.
One hour twenty minutes. To completely un-jenga a large uhaul and re-tetris it back into a similar sized room on the third floor.
We all just, shared a look, took off hoodies, and got the fuck down to business.Â
It was actually.. I still cherish look we passed around. The tiny eyebrow quirks and chin nods. The eye glints. The bigger breath we each took as we prepared to kick it up several gears. That moment of wordless connection, when we all just silently agreed that we were damn well going to do the impossible and didnât even waste the time it would take to say anything, just got to it.
And we did it too. Finished with exactly two full minutes to spare. And then we all went for dinner and drinks to celebrate. And my friendâs friends that came to help? Two of them were acquaintances/friends of mine already. Like I lived with one for a year a decade ago sort of thing. But this experience? Brought us all closer. Made myself a new friend too.
And the friend i helped move? She and I are closer than ever because of it.
When i left our storage success diner to go home, she asked me again if I was sure i wouldnât take any money.
I said âI ever tell you when I was 22 I went down to Hollywood to try that scene out? Anyway ten months later, when I just couldnât do it anymore, and needed to come back, I called one of my best friends and said i canât do this anymore i need to come back. You know what he said? He said: Iâll be there tomorrow. Not how much will you pay me, not what do i get out of it, not will you be able to cover my gas, just: Iâll be there tomorrow. Okay? Youâre my friend. If you need help, Iâm going to be thereâ
If helping someone move ruins your friendship, youâre doing at least one of those two things very wrong.
Reblogging for the last line
anyway sound off. at what stage do ppl think Han figured out the Force was real. the boring answer is after seeing Obi-wan vanish but i think he could rationalise that away as his eyes playing tricks on him. what do we think.
Let me demonstrate my answer for you:
That's it. That's my answer. Endor.
Please just take a look at Han's face right after witnessing 3po float. The man just had his entire worldview blown to smithereens.
that's so funny. that means he accepted Vader deflecting a blaster bolt with his hand as just something freaky government cyborgs can do, and stuck by Luke for multiple years as he tried to figure this Force stuff out, and just treated it like your friend getting really really into neopaganism to cope with a loss.
like yeah kid good job with the witching. i'm certain it will be more useful against your enemies than your sharpshooting. no i do not think your witchcraft is supplementing your aim but i'm not gonna argue about it.
yeah Luke was like 'I heard Ben Kenobi's voice in my head telling me how to blow up the Death Star :)' and Han was like 'kind of an unusual coping mechanism but I'm not gonna argue with him'
thanks to carbonite han not only misses learning about luke's training montage on dagobah, he's also half-blind during their whole escape on tatooine. luke's out there force-kicking henchmen with his gucci boots and doing flips and shit and han can't see a goddamn thing. now on endor luke's yeeting threepio with the power of his mind and han's just like 'the last time we hung out i had to stuff him in a tauntaun sleeping bag'.
@softness-and-shattering I hate you I hate you I hate you

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[taking you aside in the group masturbation vc] this place is a den of vipers... you are the only one I can trust
brought nothing to the gun fight, and everyone is really embarrassed for me. they keep trying to hand me a knife or a really big rock but I tell them I am not a charity case and die immediately
theres some stuff im rather abnormal about
when youre aromantic you still get dead wife flashbacks but its just about that really fucking good sandwich you ate last week
realising that being told 'you should be a lawyer' as a girl wasn't a compliment but a dig at me for being loud mouthed & opinionated

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âWould you hold me and let me die in your arms, or would you just let me lay there and bleedâ
They were unhinged for this.
ASK AND YE SHALL RECEIVEÂ
â´ď¸ BETRAYED STRAYS â´ď¸
This may be a controversial take, idk, but I genuinely do not blame Eurydice Hadestown at ALLL for taking the deal from Hades. Imagine being a woman in pseudo kind of industrial revolution kind of Ancient Greece and specifically asking the guy who wants to marry you âhey, how are you going to put food on the tableâ and he says all this stuff about how the trees are going to bend their fruits to the ground and the birds are going to make your bed, and you believe him because you want to believe him and because he clearly means it with all his heart and clearly is gifted in a supernatural way but then, lo and behold, itâs fucking winter and whereâs the fucking food? Like actually that would be pretty fucking frustrating. Like obviously itâs a reflection of Orpheusâs youth and naivety that he makes those promises to her and he didnât intentionally mislead her or anything, and obviously he was right about the song, he just didnât finish it soon enough, but itâs just very much reminding me of the Mitski song Because Dreaming Costs Money, My Dear. All things considered, Eurydice was very patient with him, and she did believe in him, but like the Fates point out there is a very stark reality in starvation. Iâm not even really responding or arguing against anything Iâve seen Iâm just sort of thinking about her.

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Waves at the beach
Rushing breeze through leaves
A crack of thunder
Flow of a river
The shine of a gem
Dancing embers of a flame
Torrential rain
Slow falling snow
An emerald sea of grass
Austere cliffside
A maze of roots
The endless oceans