normalize sexualizing that old woman without having mommy issues. maybe i don't want to be her pet because i'm traumatized. maybe i want to be her pet because she's hot. you ever think of that.
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I really love gertrude robinson bc how often do you get an older woman character who just really sucks? She sacrifices ppl that trust her. She is so focused on keeping the world from ending that she completely doesn’t notice one of her assistants routinely torturing the others. She dismembered a guy. She does her job badly on purpose. She’s cunning and sneaky. She dares her murderous, immortality seeking boss to kill her. She gets murdered by her murderous, immortality seeking boss. She’s not particularly friendly. She somehow had access to plastic explosives. She’s a manipulator and a liar. She’s bound to the avatar of destruction. She helped a guy get rid of a pig by telling him to put it in conk crete. She is like the opposite of a sweet little grandma and that’s beautiful.
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i still remember clearly one of my first interactions at pride with a 40-something member of the lgbt community. I asked him if I could take a picture of him with the bear flag (because I was really happy to see it irl for the first time!) and he asked, "are you feeling like a she-bear a little bit?"
and being gay almost exclusively online back then aside from maybe two friends, I was shocked by that question. me? a 19 years old kid who thought themselves to be cis and bi? I was basically the polar opposite of what a bear is.
but now, six years later, I see it. I'm fat, I'm hairy, I'm shamelessly a dyke, I'm masc. yes I'm butch, but fuck it, I'm also a she-bear. that guy was right. I hope he's doing alright and he knows he's changed my view on labels forever.
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Freeing myself from the shackles of an organized comic format to get this idea out of my head!! Also, just follow the numbers if the layout is too confusing otherwise, but basically I want Spectra to be Jazz's Nemesis so bad. It just makes sense.
SO: the hypothetical episode's showdown would be them battling, and no Danny, he's already got beef with a packers obsessed billionaire. Now, Spectra's got the high ground with overwhelming power, but she's sloppier and easily irritated because of it! Jazz then outsmarts her, getting her angry enough to make enough mistakes to be corned and canned by the thermos.
Also minor spelling error ugh, meant to put "no one could", not "no could".
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katsuki plays with your son's ears.
without thinking, really. it started when he was a newborn, and katsuki was unable to get over how soft your son's skin was—so squishy and tender and fresh, made of velvet—and it's followed the both of them all this way. whenever they're sitting together, either at the table or on the couch or with your little boy in his father's lap, you'll always see katsuki's hand come up to lightly fiddle with your son's little earlobe. tug on it, pass it back and forth between his thumb and his pointer.
you think it's an absent-minded comfort thing, for katsuki, like how he plays with the clasp of your necklace, sitting warm at the nape of your neck, or how he drums his fingers against your arm when he's waiting too long for something. how he keeps a hand on his chest when he's laying down, like he wants to feel his heartbeat beneath his skin, or how he rubs his hands on his pants even when they shouldn't be sweaty, just to be safe.
you notice your son doing it to himself when katsuki's out of the country, and then you notice him doing it to you, too.
just the same way—without thought, a little habit; after a bath, you're trying to wind down for bedtime by letting your son sit in your lap and lean back into your chest, his full little belly from dinner poking out under his pajama shirt. and then he rubs at his eyes and yawns and plays with his hair for a second, before reaching up to find your earlobe. to feel it softly between his fingers as he sighs, relaxed and sleepy.
(you'll remember to tell katsuki later, after you've tucked your little one in and are propping your phone up in the kitchen for a quick facetime chat. when the call finally connects, he almost immediately leans closer to the screen, to see you better, and you see his elbow prop up, his hand raise and the tendons of his wrists shifting as he fiddles with something you can't see—but something you know, anyway.)
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Prompt 163
Danny pinched the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath, counting to ten and then letting it out. Why was this always his luck? Alright. Okay.
Time to move again thanks to Dan pushing his body too far again, and ending up in his core. This was not how he was expecting to spend his days when he ghost-adopted his clone and sort-of son now actual son. Welp, he’ll throw a dart at the map to figure out where he’ll go next.
Hm. Well, pack up Ellie! They’re moving to a place called Smallville, you always wanted a horse, right?
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Source: Out In America; A Portrait Of Gay and Lesbian Life , by Michael Goff and the staff of OUT magazine
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