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Fantasy High Summer Break believers unite!

another late @zukki-week entry, for day 2 // skinny dipping

and as a special treat it comes with @erisenyo's fantastic fic And Babe, (What Do you Mean) We Ain't Even Dating that this scene is based on!!

MINTHARA

happy birthday to the worst girl in the universe (23 november 1986 - 2016 (eventually))

and then everyone had nightmares for a month. the end

Being asexual and possibly aromantic but also being a huge shipper and hopeless romantic is such a wild experience ngl. I'm always freaking out about my favorite ships and giggling internally reading ship fics, getting invested in characters finally kissing or reading about their pining and their love and I think "I want what they have!!"

But then sometimes you have a slamming realization that your sweet shipping scenarios you imagine in your head look totally different irl and that you are extremely aspec.

One time I went down a YouTube rabbit hole and stumbled across Vsauce's "Why Do We Kiss?" video and let me tell you. When I saw that stock video footage of two people kissing each other I was a little flabbergasted lmaooo

no thoughts, just "where is duty, where is sacrifice" and the way that alicent clings to abstract constructs like religion, honor, duty and sacrifice because her material life is so concretely terrible and empty. to have loved someone so dearly, and watch them be what you perceive as free while your entire personhood is reduced to a womb and made to serve the realm, a vessel for the rotting king to use and abuse. to not exist as a person for yourself but in only in service to others as you are ordered by your father under a patriarchal structure..........and then the contrast of that quote, which summarizes all of alicent's anguish and agony, to the classic, "what is honor compared to a woman's love? what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms...we are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love.".................but alicent doesn't have love, not anymore. duty, honor, these concepts - they're all she's got, and the lack of the very elements that make them meaningful has corroded her inside and out. so: honor, duty, sacrifice, all without love. and here we are.

this is not a comprehensive list

Complex feelings about copyright and Disney's appalling ethics aside, it does unsettle me how quickly people jump to make and monetize the most unnerving, depraved content imaginable about characters created for children the second it hits the public domain

valkyuri

guys i nearly embarrassed myself and moaned out loud….in PUBLIC.

Sparkledogs may have been primarily carnivorous based on their teeth, but some suggest that they may have been preyed upon by yet larger creatures as well. Scientists in this school of thought point to their coat pattern, which may have leant them an evolutionary advantage. Since they were likely pack animals, they may have been able to blend together with their disorienting and contrasty patterns. Each sparkledog specimen we’ve found may look unique to us, but the creatures up the food chain from sparkledogs were likely only able to discern a limited number of unique hues out of the range that we can see. It is likely that their direct predators were also nocturnal since, given their unusually large eyes, sparkledogs appear to have been nocturnal themselves.

"Do you see how ruthlessly I am in love?"

playing with lighting after i finished reading iwtv while being totally unaffected, sane, and calm.

This is straight up a non-issue, me complaining abt someone else complaining abt right-wingers calling something "woke," but imma go-off minorly abt this

I haven't seen the movie but after seeing Many Asian-American people talking about how it's clearly a metaphor for Asian immigrant families and finding your way in the world as an immigrant, the complete neglect of that to flatten it into a "heterosexual love story" really pisses me off as an mixed asian person. The right-wing isn't just pissed off at queer people, and I say this as a queer person, but every defiance from the hetero-binary white norm. Asians in general and ESPECIALLY Asian Americans are often left out and barred from discussions of racial and cultural oppression. And the fact that our discrimination at the hand of right-wingers is straight up being ignored by people in such a casual and small way really just stings.

A huge part of Asian American discrimination is "a thousand papercuts" and this just feels like another one. Yes, a movie that's a metaphor for being an Asian immigrant, and now that I think abt it being a mixed race couple in the US is "woke." Mixed race couples and the unique discrimination and micro-aggressions they face is still something that is largely ignored in liberal talking circles, at least the ones I'm in, and still something HUGELY looked down upon by the right wing. Intersectionality is such a scary concept for someone people, including people on the left, and this just feels like a perfect example of that.

Again, haven't seen the movie. My understanding of its themes is purely based on what I've heard from other people, but as a wasian, mixed-race queer person from an immigrant family, you do not get to use one part of my identity to devalue another. It doesn't work like that. Include Asian people in the discussion, and include mixed race relationships and people, and immigrants in the discussion. Don't just ignore us cause our issues are hard for you to understand.

Dabi held your unconscious body in his arms, his body and mind feeling still. Heroes and villains had an agreement, an agreement the heroes broke. No one touches the doctors or medical staff; everyone needs healing, it was stupid to kill off the only people who could help with that. You were a doctor, someone that consistently worked with villains because you didn’t care or treat them any differently than a hero. You were a doctor, you were Dabi’s doctor, and no one touched his doctor.

He retrieved you from that burning building, not giving a fuck about any injuries he might sustain. Word about what had happened at the local clinic traveled fast and Dabi wasn’t about to let you die. He wasn’t sure what this feeling was, it was as if time had stopped when he found you, a eerie quiet surrounded him as he made sure you were safe from any harm. Twice and everyone else that helped him get you took a step back, knowing Dabi was dangerous right now as rage seemed to seep out of his body. They even had to convince him to set you down once they made it back to the lov, he refused to let you out of his arms for a while. But once he was sure you were going to be okay, he left. Not a single word was spoken.

Dabi was going to find those heroes. How dare they touch you. How dare they try to kill you. His blood boiled as his skin started to grow hot from the flames that licked his skin as he walked. A crazed look started to appear on his face as he just started setting anything and everything on fire. You may have been a necessary sacrifice or whatever the fuck those heroes would have called it. You were expendable to the heroes, but to Dabi? Oh no, Dabi would burn down the world for you, and he was going to burn it down until those who chose to hurt you paid.