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this sims 2 ad has like such deep gay energy to it. Like this feels like queer history to me
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Congratulations to Marcille DungeonMeshi for achieving Pathetic Little Man status on tumblr, a hard glass ceiling for many female characters to break. I look forward to calling you my sopping wet beast and poor little meow meow for fandom days to come. Keep trucking babygirl, you'll bag Falin one day
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Shocking how many people don’t know that hens lay non-fertilized eggs and think the yolk they’re eating is a baby chicken
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Sandra Lynn Faeth, one day I'll figure out your taste in men (and non binary people). But not today
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Saw an op-ed that was on the surface a complaint about kids not wanting to take on family heirlooms but read like an elegy to dying traditions. The hardest part was the anxiety without recognizing that they didn’t pave the way for the decisions they assumed their kids would make.
(This is written entirely within the dominant white/western culture - about traditions that have neglectful stewardship rather than those actively suppressed)
The anxiety makes sense. You’re seeing, too late to do anything about it, that there’s no foundation - no space - for the traditions you expected to pass on. Your kids _can’t_ take your mom’s fine china. So now instead of enjoying what you have you worry about its future.
I see a pattern in these op-eds though - a pattern in what’s left unsaid. There were responsibilities tied to these traditions. You collectively assumed they _would_ be passed along. So collectively, what did you do to ensure those traditions _could_ be passed along?
Op-eds never speak for everyone, but it’s worth acknowledging the pattern in what speech is deemed worth sharing widely.  And in this particular pattern, there’s an answer: that answer looks like “nothing.”
You want the china passed down but your kids have no room in their rentals. You want grandkids but your kids don’t have the financial stability. You want that cross-country RV neverending road trip but you’ve had decades of wanting lower taxes more than you wanted infrastructure.
The bleak outlook for traditions is a direct result of the unmaintained foundations for them. The second best time is always now - if it’s important enough to op-ed about, what are you willing to change to get it back? What will you give up or re-prioritize?
I kinda think that world-defining assumptions are always gonna break without maintenance. So rather than getting mad at whoever’s next for not carrying on the norms we didn’t do upkeep on, when it’s my turn, I hope I’m introspective enough to help instead of externalize & blame.
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your name is kipperlily copperkettle.
there is a knife in your hand and rage in your heart like a twenty four pointed star. like a name you dont know. like fire.
(we keep the fire lit, a girl you once knew would say. you keep the fire lit for her. you cant remember if you killed her or not.)
your name is kipperlily copperkettle. there is a girl who comes to school a mess and takes her clothes off in the hallway and doesnt seem to care about anything. there is a girl who has let not one but two gods die. there is a girl who brought a god back from beyond death with the force of her conviction.
(you once knew a girl that you admired for her conviction. a girl that was too stubborn for her own good. why can’t you remember whether or not you killed her?)
your name is kipperlily copperkettle. there is a boy in your party that you requested specifically. he worships a god that a girl you think you hate once worshipped. he seems like he only worships this god out of habit. conviction seems uglier on him than it does on her.
(you aren’t sure who you mean when you think ‘her’. there are two girls who it might mean. one of them is dead. there is a knife in your hand.)
your name is kipperlily copperkettle. you want the success that seems to come easy to her and nothing you do will ever get you there. the thing you’re striving for doesn’t exist. you know that and pretend you don’t because when you tell yourself something, it becomes true.
(you can’t remember if you killed her, so you tell yourself you didn’t. the lie tastes like honey on your tongue.)
your name is kipperlily copperkettle and the girl you think you hate is stronger than you could have ever known. she and her friends tear through the world like wet paper and you have to watch it happen. a boy who breathes ugly conviction watches with you, though he doesn’t know it.
(you have a knife in your hand and you smile at her as you slit his throat. his blood is hers on your hands. can you make her conviction ugly when you make what’s his hers?)
(you’re still not sure who you mean when you say her.)
your name is kipperlily copperkettle.
there is a knife in your hand.
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bardly-working · 2 days
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i have not stopped thinking about this moment for a week
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wyllstarion fans im sorry i abandoned you
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In highschool I wrote a story about a middle-generation of stellar travelers. Their parents were born on earth and left as children, and the middle generation will not live long enough to see their destination. They live their entire lives on the ship and I wrote about them trying to find their place in everything. They will never know blue skies and warm beaches and open fields with warm breezes. They’ll never know birdsong or crickets or frogs. They’ll never hear the rain on the roof of a dreary day. I never could find the right way to end the story. I wanted it to be a happy ending, but I didn’t know how to do it.
I realize now that it was a book about me dealing with depression before I even knew it. Looking back at how blatant the projecting was, it’s obvious now. It wasn’t then.
In the story, the middle-generation people are lost. They’re apathetic. They’re just a placeholder. The only job they have is to keep the ship running, have kids, and die. As the middle generation of people began becoming adults, suicide rates were skyrocketing. Crime and drug rates were jumping. This generation was completely apathetic because they felt that they had no use.
In the story, a small group of people in the middle-generation create the Weather Project. They turn the ship into a terrarium. They make magnificent gardens and take the DNA of animals they took with them and recreate them and they make this cold, metal spaceship that they have to live their entire lives on into a home. They take what little they have and they break it and rearrange it into something beautiful. They take this radical idea and turn the ship into a wonderful jungle of trees and birds and sunshine.
And I realize now how much it reflects my state of mind as I transitioned from a child into an adult while dealing with depression. You always hear “it gets better” and “when you’re older things will be easier” and I was so sick of waiting for it to get better. I was in the middle-generation stage. And I was sick of it. I was so sick of waiting.
When I was in highschool I didn’t know how to end the story. I didn’t know how to have a happy ending. I didn’t have the life experience then to finish the story in a meaningful way. I didn’t know how to make it better for these middle-generation characters.
But now that I’m older, I’m learning. That if you sit and wait for things to get better, it never will. You have to take your life and break it apart and rearrange it into something beautiful. You have to make the cold metal ship into the garden that you deserve. You have to make your own meaning. You have to plant your own garden.
You have to teach yourself that being happy is not a radical idea.
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New discourse: it's actually predatory to date someone with a different star sign than you, because the differences in your personalities means you'll never be able to have exactly the same life experiences, thus leaving a knowledge and power gap between the two of you which will inevitably lead to an abusive relationship!
also if you're a Sag and you're dating a Taurus, that means you're secretly seeking a May-December relationship, which is age gap coded!
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Who would you say is most similar to their character among the DS9 actors (major and frequent guests like Garak or Rom), and who is the least?
Honestly, most of the time I met the DS9 actors, they were on set and in make-up and costume, so I can't say who's the most like their characters. They're all terrrific actors and worked hard on creating characters that were distinct from them.
That said, I'd venture to guess that Louise Fletcher was the least like her character, since the few times we talked, she seemed like a lovely person and the complete opposite of Kai Winn.
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Riz rolling a 30+ to find the Rogue teacher and then acing his Last Stand with extra credit and no deaths the literal next day. Our boy is GETTING into college.
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ok I just wanna say if you see a kink on tumblr or wherever that really turns u on and then you try it irl and it doesn’t make u feel the way you hoped it would THATS OK!! You can let that kink live in fantasy!! There are a lot of things that turn my brain on that I don’t enjoy during actual sex!! Isn’t human sexuality interesting!!
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you know, it really does make perfect sense in retrospect why ludinus was not only okay with trent's volstrucker program, but also admitted to finding it useful for his own means. when imogen asked liliana how ruidusborn are awakened (exalted, presumably, for the purpose of being a potential vessel for predathos), liliana responded, "through turmoil. and training."
that's....not very different at all from how trent created the volstrucker. the only real difference is that ludinus' exalted ruidusborn are for an even worse, potentially world-ending purpose
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