Styx Talks A Lot

when they said they wanted to fuck him they meant FUCK… not just in the way many queer people (such as myself) all assumed crushes on the attractive people we saw in media.

And I wan’t to be appreciative so I say yes, and follow him down the stairs because I wanted casserole, and he dishes me out a plate and I say “Thank you.”, and he goes: “No problem.” With an awkward smile as he hands me the plate.

I’m not sure what to do at this point, so I end up trying to show interest because this guy just made me food — but he looked so SO tired — so I brought up Iron Lung and how I went and saw it and thought it was phenomenal, and he went and responded to that with a deep philosophical rant on how passion can undermine priorities and to be careful when pursuing my dreams in life… before he nodded and retreated down the stairs (assumedly where he was living in this dream world).

Then I woke up.

I shall not stand for Bi-Erasure of the Batman Rogues but specifically towards my mains Harley and Edward —

Behind that though is STILL Harleen, who’s dug herself too deep and doesn’t see a way of getting out. She’s not the “blonde” many people portray her to be, and I wish more fic and comic writers understood that on a more serious level instead of trying to make her a manic pixie dream-girl variant.

AND I wish people stopped infantilizing her for much of the same reason, but especially in her relationship with Ivy… I see it all too often where it feels that their ADULT romantic relationship is, instead, a mother and child relationship featuring kissing. It’s uncomfortable — and frankly unhealthy when depicted in such a way.