I don't know why.

Every time I return to KCD1, I am just so tickled that KCD1 Hans is genuinely such a fucking delight. I miss you piss-yellow king. Baron Weird Things Sayer of the fiefdom of Resting Bitch Face. You jubilant rectangular testicle with a shit-eating grin. My sun, my stars, my bad summer decision. My poorly socialized sugar daddy. My cock of the walk. I hear your hideous shitbird call of FUUUUUUCK OFFFFFFF and I come running every time. Hope you recover from your Assigned Girl By Fandom period. Get well soon annoying prince.

I get in theory why people complain about het ships or whatever, I get wanting to watch queer media I really do, but I guess where y’all lose me is like. I saw some asshole on a post about Sinners complaining it was “hetslop”—this person was specifically doing so while also claiming Remmick was a queer character and thus they were justified in caring more about him than the Black protagonists. which is a whole other disgusting can of worms that has been well addressed by others at this point. but even in the absence of that part of the argument, like, no, i actually don’t think that a hunger for queer stories is an especially good excuse to deride and dismiss a piece of landmark Black filmmaking, especially as a non-Black person. I have a post that’s been going around encouraging folks to engage with more Native stories and characters, and I had someone come onto that post saying in the tags that they’d need these stories to be queer in order to care. and I just think that, you know, sucks! like obviously as a queer Native I also want to see more of those stories too. but idk how else to put it other than to say that Black people and people of color shouldn’t have to be like you in order for you to care about our narratives and experiences. and I think some of y’all are using this disdain for heterosexuality as a cover for your unexamined racial biases. it’s not okay to be racist to people just because those people happen to be straight, and you continue to be white before you are queer.

on an even more basic level than that, also, I simply just think some of y’all NEED to learn how to interact with media and storytelling without ships and fandom in mind. like if not being able to write fic about two men kissing is genuinely going to be a dealbreaker for you I think that’s actually something you need to work on within yourself because at that point I think you’re no longer really interacting with art and themes and narrative so much as just kind of playing with toys. which is, like, fine I guess. have fun. but it wouldn’t kill you to disengage from that from time to time. especially if would allow you to actually appreciate rich and deeply moving cultural stories from communities of color that you desperately need to learn how to see as human

twilight AU where in new moon when bella gets left by edward she starts hanging out with leah instead of jacob and they have a simultaneous gay awakening and fall in love

We need more women characters who are Male Protagonists. You know. Slightly haggard. She's splashing cold water on her face and gripping the edge of the sink staring in the mirror for a minute. She's coping badly with her deadwife

UNGRATEFUL tech companies are saying things like "turn off your ad blocker" and "we need your photo id" instead of "thank you so much for not just pirating our shit, youre so handsome"

“what is the target audience of this post” what?????? does your diary have a target audience

Ok then don't post it online?

sorry i forgot we’re only allowed to post if it’s a performance for a target audience my bad my fault sorry

it is funny that the climatic moment of the first six star wars movies hinges on luke cutting off vaders hand and going…wait…..i’ve become just like him….the cycle stops now…..meanwhile there’s his mentor spiders kenobi who cuts off 1000 limbs a day and dgaf. i’m not saying obi wan is evil but u have to admit that’s funny

idk who needs to hear this but your body is loveable 

u all should reblog this and tell me what song you thought was the deepest shit ever at 11 years old lol. i’ll go first it was dear mister president by the dixie chicks and also what if god was one of us by joan osborne