Self-appointed captain of the Laudmoore ship

A character trait/dynamic that I'm endlessly compelled by is someone dealing with (or, like, failing to) being the child of people who were too busy being good people to have the time and attention to be good parents. This can be anywhere from 'was a public defender who gave a shit working 60 hour weeks with basically no vacations' to 'left their family behind to join the revolution/war effort and is now a universally beloved martyr-hero who saved/remade the world with their final breath' on the groundedness spectrum. The important thing is a viscerally felt but confused and ugly mess of longing, resentment, and guilt about feeling the resentment.

12 years on and still the best articulation ever made of how one should respond to useless critiques

reblog to bap prev with your paw

“thimble doesn’t know what kind of man thjazi really was.” Hate to break it to you guys but thimble is also a morally grey character.

i think people are starting to confuse class analysis with bioessentialism. like... no not all men do this, but Men as a constructed social class do do this. that's still okay to say. that is regular material analysis of the world around us.

you're my brother and to some extent my wife