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critical media analysis is good and important but i think it’s also good and important to enjoy the stupidest shittiest piece of media ever

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Fucked up looking dog you got there

#svsss

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biggest trick radfems ever pulled was convincing people that feminism is one single big conversation centered around (mostly cis) white women and maybe a few women of color (by which they mean black specifically) if they play nice and aren't too loud or disagree too much

when really feminism is many many smaller conversations all interlocking together, and having one conversation doesn't mean that's all of what feminism is now

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I want a Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System AU set post-epilogues where Shen Yuan and Binghe are doing well, they’ve finagled their relationship into something healthier and happier for both of them, and things are going well for. The System’s gone, the story’s ‘finished,’ they’re enjoying their lives.

Then one night Shen Yuan goes to sleep and has a dream about his old life, his old apartment - not a common occurrence, but not unusual. Except as the dream goes on he keeps… noticing things. For starters, he himself is still shaped and dressed as Shen Qingqiu and he’s kind of ghostly in that he can’t interact with anything physical. Not so strange, because dream, but his room… isn’t as he remembers it. Some of his PIDW merch is still up, but not as much as there used to be, it’s cleaner, the colour palette has changed, it’s his room but it’s different, and-

-and that’s when it gets really weird, because that’s when Shen Yuan, original-goods Shen Yuan, walks in the door drinking a soda, with some groceries and looking still like someone with chronic health issues, but a healthier someone with chronic health issues than Shen Yuan was when he died of food poisoning. And he’s wearing different clothes, and his hair’s longer, and this is when the second Shen Yuan looks up, sees the ghostly Shen Yuanqiu, and sprays soda everywhere before screaming.

There’s a lot of screaming after this, and at some point one of them realizes that they’re both yelling for/at the stupid System to explain this mess, they calm down enough to actually communicate, and it’s revealed that this new Shen Yuan is, in fact, Shen Jiu, the one who died in a ki deviation right before Shen Yuan got shoved into his body. He’d woken up in Shen Yuan’s body, in a hospital, with a System of his own telling him to whip Shen Yuan’s crap life into shape or he’d get sent back to his old, presumed dead body.

A bout of mutual swearing that the System apparently played them both with the same lie. In any case, since then as much time has passed in this world as the SVSSS setting, and Shen Jiu’s basically just been learning how to decent human, learning about Shen Yuan’s world, and feeling both guilty and grateful for getting to be part of Shen Yuan’s family. He doesn’t have the power or strength or authority or anything from his first life, he’s had to train his new body’s muscles to use even simple skills he used to have, like having good calligraphy or playing an instrument, and it’s been a rough ride, but he’s happy now. He doesn’t want to go back.

Except now we’ve got two human disasters realizing the person who had their new life originally is, in fact, still around, and should they switch back? Do they want to switch back? (No, no they don’t, Shen Yuanqiu’s married and finally has his peak running the way he wants and Shen Jiu has a soda habit and loves his new family.) But, like… should they switch back???

And the rest of the fic is a lot of them interacting, finding out that through some System glitch or something they show up in each others’ worlds as a sort of ghost when they go to sleep now, and I really just want Shen Yuan and post-character-development Shen Jiu having existential crises and also being horrible little gremlins together, and getting some closure in regards to their original lives and worlds. I want introspection, bonding, and hijinks.

Also, yes, Shen Jiu has absolutely read Proud Immortal Demon’s Way, but because he died during that ki deviation, to him it was never anything more than a harsh prophecy of what would have happened if he hadn’t died, perhaps a sign that it’s best for that world that he died when he did. He’s kept some of Shen Yuan’s swag for it around and out in the open on purpose, originally as something of a motivator to succeed in the tasks the System gave him so he wouldn’t be sent back, then eventually just as reminders of who he used to be, where he came from.

#svsss

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When people get a little too gung-ho about-

wait. cancel post. gung-ho cannot be English. where did that phrase come from? China?

ok, yes. gōnghé, which is…an abbreviation for “industrial cooperative”? Like it was just a term for a worker-run organization? A specific U.S. marine stationed in China interpreted it as a motivational slogan about teamwork, and as a commander he got his whole battalion using it, and other U.S. marines found those guys so exhausting that it migrated into English slang with the meaning “overly enthusiastic”.

That’s…wild. What was I talking about?

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"You don't have to do this alone."

For the @marshal-huntress' January Prompt

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Tell me this isn't them

#ace attorney

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"Do you guys have that here?" "Uh, yeah, we have. It's all over the world." "Right."

Ashley Park, Chris Pang and Rohain Arora Joy Ride (2023) dir. Adele Lim

bonus:

#joy ride

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Im re uploading these without the commission watermark! Feel free to use and match with your nemesis. 🍻

#one piece #zosan

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i’m sorry but there really is nothing more erotic than two people stuck in a room together playing mind games and asking each other personal questions while being restricted by the boundaries of a professional relationship

#inspiration #fic fodder #fandom

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i don't have it saved on my phone so you'll just have have to imagine a gif of the word "AUTISM" in flaming letters here

#dungeon meshi #mp100

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1. a couple months ago a publicist invited me to a concert and i accepted her invite and she said she’d add my name to the guest list. the night of the concert i was feeling a little tired and not entirely up for walking all the way to the venue and standing around listening to a band i’d never heard of. but then, as i was making dinner, i thought, “why don’t you pretend this is a date night with bill hader?” i realize this is an insane person thing to think. i do often go to concerts with friends; i am not in the habit of pretending bill hader is accompanying me to concerts. but that night i did put on the band’s album and pretend that bill hader was dancing around the kitchen with me while i cooked. and then i pretended that bill hader threw his arm around me on the walk to the venue and walked slower than usual because he’s taller and his paces are longer than mine. then i got to the venue. and i told the lady in the ticket booth that i was on the guest list. and i gave her my name. and she handed me two tickets, and she said, “here, for you and your plus one.” i was all alone in front of the box office. there was no one else around. at no point leading up to this had the publicist mentioned giving me a plus one. i laughed a little to myself at the idea of Imaginary Bill Hader being given his own ticket and then i went inside.

2. on the way home from acting class tonight, a long walk in the cold, i came upon a diner lit in warm golden hues, and i hadn’t eaten all day, and it looked irresistible, so i went inside. “for one,” i said, and the hostess said, “do you want to eat at the bar?” and i said, “no thanks, could i sit at a table?” and i was ushered to a table for two. it was a pretty busy night and i was kind of self-conscious about being the only person eating alone so i was like, “well okay i’ll just imagine i’m on a date with bill hader again haha.” and so i sat there and enjoyed some very good sweet potato ravioli with chestnut-cream sauce, and what was perhaps the best cheesecake i’d ever eaten in my life, all the while imagining bill hader seated in the empty chair across from me. and then at the end of the meal, my waitress came and cleared away my dessert plate, and she looked at me, and then she looked at the empty chair, and then she looked back at me, and then she said, “are you paying separate or together?” again, the other seat was empty. i had been sitting at this table fully by myself for the entire duration of the meal. the waitress had come by the table perhaps five or six times over the course of the hour, seeing me completely alone. and i said, “sorry?” and she said, “separate or together?” and i said, “…together?” and she said, “cool, do you need the machine?” and i said, “yes” and she brought the machine over and i paid, because my dinner companion, despite apparently being visible to my waitress, was imaginary bill hader. 

#sometimes! you gotta be a little mentally ill to beat the mental illness #ganbatte! #i hope imaginary bill hader was a great date

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Chapter 0: The End.

First chapter of my Trigun post-canon AU. It will roughly be 10 chapters and all in manga style :3c It will have a lot of gayearning and feels ywy So prepare, this is gonna be fun. You can find an HD version of it on my Ko-fi.

From next month, I'll upload the new pages directly on my Ko-fi page, as soon as I finish them. Then, after the chapter is done, I'll post it whole on my social media!

Thank you so much fro reading, lmk what you think!!!

#trigun #oooooh #hey hey what the fuck

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me going to bed tonight

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I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad

I find it combination kinda funny kinda sad