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oh yay! I’m glad you enjoy it! I read it for the first time a few years ago and it expressed a lot of feelings and ideas that I’d been rolling around so deftly and subtly. They discuss racial politics, sex as commodity, the top as brute, class conflict. It’s such a rich text. The interlocutors are so incisive and poetic, as well, there are so many lines that really strike me. It feels like if everyone read it, we could move on in the discourse, and I feel like I’ve been seeing a lot of discourse about sexual roles recently, so it’s been top of mind for me.

Ultimately, I think queers who complain about a top shortage are usually people who’ve written themselves into social roles that exclude the kind of sex they want and who refuse their agency in doing so. Or they’re trying to wheel and deal about it, to have their desires met without making changes in their own lives or accepting the compromise of social position that would come from immersion in a world where people actually fuck.

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thats it i hope you have a great fantastic wonderful day night evening etc

4. is there an au or trope that you haven't written before, but would want to try?

........ya know, now that i think about it, i don't thiiiiiink i've ever written fake dating or arranged marriage?? which is really surprising for me who likes those tropes very much 🤔🤔🤔 i should get off my ass and do that sometime, that would be so much fun

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There was magic there, definitely. And I think I was in some kind of magic university, not school mind you. University where you just go for lessons and shit. And there was that guy and during the course of the dream he became my boyfriend. And it was awesome. Some people didn't really approve of him so he had a sort of rebel feel? I don't remember enough to actually describe his personality. But it was chill. Anyway we were flying on something (creature? Magic car? Magic carpet? No idea, but we were on top of it and not inside) and he just raised his hands and made mountains. Just completely changed the terrain and made some nice mountains. For me. I didn't even ask for mountains but he made them and I was very happy about that. And I had that casual thought, like that's the most normal thing in the world, "wow, get yourself a guy who'll make mountains for you".

Also he had dark hair and longish, but don't remember exact hairstyle.

At some point we were looking for a place to make out, but everywhere there was SOMEONE so it wasn't private enough for us. So we helped some lady with her cat I think. Or her child. The details are getting hard to remember.

I think his mom was a librarian, so when I went to the library she instantly pointed me in his direction. Or she might have been his aunt. Or just very supportive of our relationship.

Oh and I think there was also a girl who was our friend.

Me: oh! Oh Chris, you make me feel so good.

Chris Pratt: so much, so great, baby. Let me leave my wife for you.

Me: oh! You can't do that. Oh no, all I want for you is to be happy.

Chris: *looks away and cries*

Me: *cries*.