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kerryweaverlesbian · 4 months
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Ghost Kevin. Would not fucking say that.
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tsuntsunfangirl · 10 months
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Incoming SNW S2EP4 rant.
Again, like everyone who spoke about it that I saw on my dash -- the moment Batel arrested Una, I was like "No. Just doesn't work for me." Even if the trial turned out right.
Even if he likes her. Even whatever shit happened on Rigel 7.
So? What if she didn't give him that necklace? Would that anchor him home? Surely his sole desire to save La'an would have anchored him home. That necklace is just an addition.
She feels -- sus. Always feels sus.
But I'm not the writer of the series, so. *Shrugs*
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finexbright · 2 years
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what do you think about the Louis DM? i feel like i can trust your opinion
firstly, i am honoured but i do think it's important to form your own opinions, i am literally a stranger on the internet.
secondly, IF the dm is in fact real, then i personally find it extremely peculiar that in that he said (paraphrasing) "larry stuff rubs me in the wrong way" and justified and followed it by saying "my son is my whole world" like unless you're actively reading about babygate and how it's related to larry, you wouldn't think they're both linked. it does amuse me though that he didn't go the "i am in fact straight and elenour is me girlfriend" route.
thirdly, nothing changes the fact that louis has been closeted since 2010 and is still very much in the closet and it's not his choice to be in that closet.
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l-achrymose · 2 years
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[i also have no idea where your first point came from] you rb'd that one post about detransitioners actually being "cis all along" which seemed a bit odd to me. didn't they just go from cis to trans to cis again
why is it so weird to assume some people go from trans to cis
is that first point from you i was talking about. it's not weird. as the post directly states, ppl feel comfortable enough to explore their identity; not any of our business about their decisions.
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hunklet · 2 years
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um um um i just think the book of love is long and boring no one can lift the damn thing it's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing but i i love it when you read to me and you you can read me anything the book of love has music in it in fact that's where music comes from some of it's just transcendental some of it's just really dumb but i i love it when you sing to me and you you can sing me anything the book of love is long and boring and written very long ago it's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes and things we're all too young to know but i i love it when you give me things and you you ought to give me wedding rings and i i love it when you give me things and you you ought to give me wedding rings you ought to give me wedding rings so yeah
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spacecadetcity · 3 years
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prompt 7: “that could have gone better.”
words: 1165  fandom: star wars    characters: all mine, original characters
    one second sox was pushing and shoving tripshot, the next he was frantically grabbing onto his batchmate’s arm as he tried in vain to keep his balance. tabbi reached out to try and grab on as well and the moment slowed down the moment sox’s arm slipped out of his reach. despite all three of them wearing the helmets, tabbi could practically see their expressions- his own slowly morphing into horror, the smirk and amusement swiftly draining and being replaced by an indescribable sense of pure fear, and the stunned expression of sox as he fell out of reach of either of them.
    as he fell into a crack in the planet so deep that sunlight no longer reached the bottom.
    “you guys really want to go wandering around instead of telling stories?” tabbi asked, watching as sox and tripshot packed an extra bag each. sox had his stuffed to the brim with all the supplies the two of the had scrounged up- discount paints sold because the hue had been just slightly off, crayons that had melted together until they were nearly impossible to use. tripshot had his bag only partially full- their night rations plus their extra saved water.
    “we aren’t just wandering around- heard on the holonet this place is great for making landscapes!” sox explained as he struggled to clasp the bag shut over the oversized binder that held their loose papers.
    “this one guy said there’s no two sunsets the same- even said he’d buy one if we did one out here- left the medium and size up to us and everything!” tripshot added, looking proud.
    tabbi couldn’t help but feel a bit proud of them as well- the pair were getting even better with their skills, and had begun branching out into using different tools and techniques. several other units had even asked if the two would be willing to help create a design for their laat-ships, much to their delight.
    “well.. can i come with?”
    the landscape they’d created together clattered to the ground along with a helmet as tripshot tossed his off and fell to his knees, desperately searching the sides of the wall for sox. tabbi spurred himself into action as well- they’d done rescues like this so many times for others, but doing it for one of their own was always different. tabbi kept his own bucket on as he flattened himself to the ground and searched the steep sides- it’d catch any signs of life that he might miss in his panic.
    “--ere!”
    tabbi whipped his head to the side that he thought he’d heard it from, and felt his heart stutter to a stop for a brief moment. all alongside the sheer walls were small but hardy tufts of plant-life. they were strong- with roots almost longer than a gunship stretching through the ground, but pieces could still break off on their own. they were lucky the branches had caught sox without breaking as is.
    “trip- keep an eye on him, i’ll radio for help.” tabbi took hold of the situation as soon as tripshot realized that the half-medic had found their twin. careful to not break any rock away, tabbi scooted back and opened up a channel.
    ::tabbi to homebase, come in. need urgent help.::
    the response was near immediate.
    ::ghost here, what happened tabbi? who’s hurt?”
    ::sox fell into a crack, he- he caught himself on some branches, but he’s too far down to pull up, we can’t get him ourselves.::
    ::send your location, we’ll be there asap.::
    tabbi sent the data immediately and then glanced over at tripshot, unsure of what else they could do but wait for the others. sox apparently thought the same, as he opened a channel seconds after the one with ghost closed.
    ::tabs, tell trip to put his melon back on, i’ve got the perfect joke for this.::
    despite his words, sox’s voice sounded strained and uncertain, and tabbi hurried to do so. before sox could even say anything, however, tripshot laid into him.
    ::so help me if you pull another gullible shit joke like after that crash, i’ll climb down there and push you myself. that’s a promise.::
    ::aww.. so i guess you aren’t going to go for it again? you might even say you aren’t going to-::
    ::sox.::
    ::fall for it twice?::
    “auugh!” tripshot shouted loud enough that tabbi could hear the faintest tinny echo through sox’s channel, even through the fallen clone’s snorting laughter. tabbi himself had a weak smile on his face, relieved that sox was able to joke even at a time like this, but also mortified that sox was able to joke at a time like this.
    ::alright, hold on. i have to ask some first aid questions real quick. anything hurting?:: tabbi spoke up before any further jokes could happen, mentally reviewing the various things that both hotwire and kicker had taught him.
    ::just my pride, and my stomach. nothing bleeding i think, but i hit this branch like a slice of ham thrown on a stick.::
    ::who the fuck describes it like that?:: tripshot interrupted, but he sounded less stressed then before, though it was more like he was masking it extremely well. tabbi continued the list of questions, entertaining the bickering every few questions that threw them off topic for several minutes.
    still, it took a few more hours for them to be found and by the time they’d hauled sox out, it was long since dark. tripshot clung to their twins side, and sox seemed more than happy to be glued right back. hotwire was right at his other side, and tabbi fell into step between ghost and piper. despite not being the one in the crack, nor being sox’s batchmate, the situation had left him drained in a way that the rescues of strangers didn’t.
    ghost and piper seemed to be perfectly fine to guide him along without mentioning it though, and if he was ready to drop when they made it back to camp, tabbi could only imagine how tripshot and sox felt.
    he checked in on them just before heading to bed himself, waiting until hotwire had fussed himself out to enter the tent. he found them huddled together just like they did in their bunks, with sox practically unconscious already. he started to head out to give them their peace, but caught tripshot waving him over.
    the blanket was held open for him, and while months ago he might’ve hesitated to join in, he had no such hesitation now. sox mumbled something as tabbi got comfortable, and tripshot huffed in pretend annoyance.
    “what’d he say?” tabbi asked in a hushed tone, and tripshot shook his head. “dumbass said, “well, that could have gone better.” like no shit. pain in my ass,” tripshot muttered, and tabbi sighed with a smile.
    “nice to know he’ll always have something stupid to say.”
    “it’s a talent, tabs. night.”
    “night.”
    “nnt.”
    “go the fuck to bed!”
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jockpoetry · 3 years
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i do think this rewatch has fully solidified my top five:
penny 40 | julia margo eliot quentin kady
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saveyourself · 3 years
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in my canon the four’s nickname for val used to be little valentine and he will not admit that’s why he chose his name, out of spite. he ran away when the girl came along because he thought she was replacing him and never bothered to talk it out (and never got the chance, either). the girl doesn’t remember him as the little boy she used to play with. 
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biogist · 3 years
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rainbow dash wouldn't find you cool.
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nikesoled · 4 years
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S2 is making me really sentimental about Hop and it’s also confusing the fuck outta me why they chose to regress Hop’s character so much in s3. 
It also makes me appreciate @bluebracelet‘s Hop so much because they keep him so true to how Hop was in those earlier seasons.
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angel-macabre · 4 years
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i feel like my relationship to wanting children as a young woman is unique, but it's honestly probably the same thing that a lot of girls go through, i just don't see it discussed very much, aka at all ever. from very very young childhood, i have loved young children, been super good with them, had natural mothering/stewarding/caregiving instinct, and i loved entertaining little babies and toddlers. starting at 5 years old i was "babysitting" 1,2,3 year olds and keeping them super happy and involved and generally having a great time with them, and from then on little children would flock to me and moms would be thanking me, a little kid under the age of 10, for keeping their baby happy. that's where the "you're going to be a great mother one day" comments started, and those made me so insanely uncomfortable, like as a seven or eight year old you don't want to hear someone imagining you as a mother one day because you knew as a kid that you weren't supposed to be a part of such an adult activity as being a mother and all that entails, you felt that embarrassment at the idea of such a position, it just felt so inappropriate and uncomfortable, and i wish at the time i could've had the knowledge and confidence to stand up for myself and tell them how inappropriate their behavior was and how they shouldn't be saying these things to a child. then as a teenager my disdain only deepened as i became moody/irritable/impatient/ornery, as teenagers do, which i don't blame myself for at all and honestly im grateful for since the last thing a teenage girl should be thinking about is having a baby. but then also the inevitable comments about how id "change my mind one day" made me so fucking angry and it really doesn't matter that it turned out to be true, it is still a very unfair thing to say to a teenager. like how easy would it have been for all those people to not talk down and patronize me in that situation? to just say "well i respect your decision" or "it's your life" and not "you don't know what you're talking about"? what business is it of other people's whether i wanted kids at 16? so yeah at the time it made me hate the idea of having kids, coupled also with the faux feminist lie that having children is the worst thing a woman could do to herself (which in itself is an equally insidious thing to tell teenage girls, it just so happened to line up with what i wanted to believe at the time). and i carried the belief that i didn't want kids from 13 till 19, and i was extremely resolute in it. then right before i turned 20 i started to feel myself softening to the idea of having my own children, and it actually caused a lot of turmoil within me since i still felt so strongly that having kids was self enslavement and all that crap. and all it took was seeing one mom feeding her little toddler lunch in a Barnes and Noble cafe, and seeing her smiling at her baby and her baby smiling at her as though they were literally the only two people in the world, to make me realize that i really truly desperately wanted kids, that i loved everything about the idea of motherhood and wanted my own children someday. and it opened up an ache in my heart i had never before felt, but have felt just about every day since then. like i get having kids isn't for everyone but it sure fuckin is it for me!! and that realization and transition shepherded in a new chapter of my life when i think about it, and there's no way at 15 i could've predicted this or thought i would reach this point but i am just really glad im here now. but moral of the story is don't fucking project shit onto young girls, let them feel their own emotions and evolve in them without adding your own emotional baggage onto their shoulders, no matter how you feel about their actions. my entire relationship to the idea of having kids, starting from the very moment i could understand the concept, would've been drastically different if everyone, and i mean everyone, would've just shut up and kept their opinion out of my business.
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raspbrrydoll · 4 years
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fuck pants. im making them illegal now,, , oversized shirts only
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