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literally one of the most normal things you can do is be born in the 90s
They move in together full time and Ilya notices that Anya acts differently with Shane than she does with him, more quiet and less playful, and he worries that means she doesn’t like Shane or is jealous, so he hires a dog trainer to come over and see if there’s anything they need to do to help
After a while of talking about how Anya acts the trainer says there’s nothing to worry about, Anya likes Shane just fine, it’s just that she sees him as the boss and is acting accordingly
And Ilya is like. But. I’m the one who adopted her? And raised her before Shane got here?? And the trainer is just like yeah well she sees you more like an equal. And Ilya is like WAIT she thinks Shane is in charge of both of us?? And the trainer is just like well do you interact in a way that would make her think that?
Ilya’s life flashes before his eyes as he thinks of all the times Shane has come over with a snack for Ilya and a treat for Anya, or all the times Shane has announced they’re all going for an after dinner walk, or pets Ilya’s hair and tells him he did a good job at practice, or the fact that he uses the same warning tone with Anya when she misbehaves as he does with Ilya when he’s causing problems on purpose
Shane comes home to Ilya with his face in his hands going oh god I’m not Anya’s dad I’m her brother and she thinks we’re both your pets. And Shane just goes. What.
Idk guys I just feel like the whole Metroyageur betrayal hits a lot harder when you recognize that Shane actually liked his guys and hung out with them and enjoyed being their captain. Like yeah okay they end up being human garbage but if Shane KNEW that they were human garbage it wouldn't matter to him so much when they turn on him. I know that the idea that an ugly soul is obvious on the face is weirdly pervasive in certain contexts but I cannot stress enough that sometimes you don't see that shit coming. Yes there was probably some casual homophobia and racism happening in that locker room but there is probably not a single environment where Shane wasn't experiencing at least some of that except maybe his own kitchen table. Even ILYA says that weird thing about his looks. If Shane presses the eject button on socializing with everyone who ever said the word cocksucker in his presence he would literally be a paraiah. And we know that's not the case. Shane is beloved in his city and in his room. Until he's not.
when y tu mamá también said globalization and its effects come to hurt those most vulnerable in the end. when y tu mamá también said friendship, real friendship, is the root of deepest romantic love. when y tu mamá también said masculinity is your prison and you have the key but you’ll never dare use it. when y tu mamá también said living authentically could cost you everything but is the truest path to happiness. when y tu mamá también said youth is fleeting, like time, like lust, like sand on the beach, so you’d better enjoy it while you can. when y tu mamá también said life is like foam. so give yourself away like the sea.
Tamsyn Muir Pitching The Locked Tomb Series (probably?)
Tamsyn: Okay see so there is this lesbian, and she has a sword. Like a BIG fucking sword, and then there is this OTHER lesbian and she can do bone magic with her hands and like mind and shit. And they hate each other, ALOT. Then you have this other lesbian, COMPLETE insufferable bitch everyone hates her, BUT she can do bone magic for TWO and she has a HOT twin sister who is in love with this OTHER lesbian. Don't get me started on the weird lov-
Publisher: Tamsyn.
Tamsyn: Yeah?
Publisher: Is this a book about lesbians.
Tamsyn: Well sort of, I mean there are of course "lesbians", but I had to appeal to big HET or I knew my chances of getting published would be slim to none. So I added some characters. For example there is a married couple, eh, you like that? they are a straight married couple, huh, and oh yeah there are like baby teenagers, two of them. They are like the married couple's children, oh, and there is this prince guy and he is straight I think? He is a bit of a chud so yeah, we'll make him hetero. HE is now hetero.
Publisher: Okay. OKAY. That seems to balance out all the lesbians and gay shit going on. Any other characters you want to make note of.
Tamsyn: YES, so there are these two, uh, NOT LESBIAN, very cool characters, the first one: she has 2 swords and she is super cool, definitely not a lesbian, and has a sharp angular bob cut and she is like jacked as FUCK and she protects the other one who is for all intents and purposes, a guy. And this guy is sort of a dominant in the streets submissive in the sheets kind of guy, if you catch my drift. hehe? THEY DON'T DO THAT THOUGH CAUSE THEY ARE COUSINS. But yeah they are like totally gay, what are we talking about again?
Publisher: *sigh* okay so that is TREADING the incestuous line a little, don't you think?
Tamsyn: Oh, That reminds me! I almost forgot did I mention the twins?
Publisher: Yeah, you mentioned them towards the beginning of this meeting, what does that have to do with- wait, no- OH NO.
Tamsyn: RELAX pal. That's not even like the worst thing. I can make loving a dead body unproblematic.
Publisher: I'm sorry, I need you to say that again.
Tamsyn: I can make loving a dead body unproblematic.
Publisher: WHAT.
Tamsyn: I can make loving a dead-
Publisher: NO, I heard you; explain please.
Tamsyn: I thought you would never ask, so like bone magic is pretty big part of this story, that part you probably guessed, but one of these bone lesbians is basically IN love with a dead girl. Like deep lesbian yearning kind of love. You will absolutely cry when you read what I have in store for you.
Publisher: I will NOT cry over a lesbian loving a corpse, Tamsyn.
Tamsyn: You absolutely will. Listen, not to brag but my entire test group cried.
Publisher: Okay. Fine. FINE. Let's talk about something else, what's the setting, where does this whole story take place.
Tamsyn: So, SPACE.
Publisher: Space?
Tamsyn: Mhm.
Publisher: Again, I am going to need you to be more specific.
Tamsyn: Oh okay, so we start off on Pluto, which is actually like this old castle fort then later the whole cast goes to a haunted house.
Publisher: ...A haunted house?
Tamsyn: yeah
Publisher: In space
Tamsyn: yorp
Publisher: First in my bloodline to hear this kind of pitch, go on.
Tamsyn: There are puzzles
Publisher: There are, puzzles? what kind?
Tamsyn: Yeah so puzzle-puzzles with like keys and doors and shit. Then there is a murder, well a series of murders, and everyone is trying to figure out what is killing the others while also being extremely catty to each other the entire time.
Publisher: ...and how many books are you aiming for in this series?
Tamsyn: Two I think. Well, actually realistically probably three. Maybe five, we will see.
Publisher: Lets start with three books, you think you can finish this up in three?
Tamsyn: Ehhh, ehhhhhhhh.... ehhhh?
Publisher: Okay, seems like a reasonable start, let's draw up some contrac-
Tamsyn: *leans in closely* I'm going to make it significantly worse before I make it better.
Publisher: What does that mean?
Tamsyn: You will constantly think about all my characters like they are real people years after you have read my books.
Publisher: What does that MEAN, Tamsyn.
Tamsyn: SPOILERS! ;)
Publisher: TAMSYN!
Tamsyn: Did I mention all these characters are war criminals?
Publisher: ...I
One like nitpick thing that drives me crazy is when people call Blue Whales the largest whales or the largest living mammals or some shit like that
Because yes that is true. But when you frame it like that you are completely disregarding the absolutely batshit reality that Blue Whales are the largest animals that have ever existed on earth through the entire history of the planet and they are alive right now today
Friends, I need you all to read the words I am writing:
The blue whale is the biggest known animal to have ever existed on this planet.
There are no exceptions to the statement.
"that’s not actually Crown’s boyfriend, Nona, it’s her sister, but I don’t think anyone could blame you for getting confused" is a wild line and it's describes their whole t h i n g with terrifying accuracy but the best part is how everything becomes even worse after
the response to "your demographic is full of people who are ugly and weird and undesirable" should not ever be "not true! some of us are in fact hot and normal and desireable." you should stand with weird ugly bitches bc otherwise you're just playing a losing game with bigots.
Richard gadd pioneering a genre of gay tv previously unseen outside of my dead dove ao3 bookmarks just wasn't something i ever considered could happen
The above is a joke about classical art and architecture.
In antiquity, in the Grecco-Roman cultural world across multiple centuries, marble was a common and extravagant material used for sculpture and architecture both. In the centuries since the Roman empire, much of these works fell into ruin, from lack of maintenance or from explicit quarrying for materials by the people that lived there. Between the 1400s and 1800s, archaeology developed and classical art became popular again, as a direct reference to antiquity. This lead to the rise of the Neoclassical movement, a style of art and architecture that sought to directly emulate the stark white marble and architectural forms of Roman art. Cities like Washington DC in the United States were built in this style, to evoke Rome.
It was only with further advances in archaeology was it discovered that Classical architecture and statuary was not white: it was painted. Buildings were colorful and statues were painted to appear as lifelike as possible. But the paints were far less equipped to survive the ages compared to the marble, so the visuals did not persist.
This became a piece of common trivia in the early twenty-first century. Perceptions of classical art are locked to the stark white seen in museums and in neoclassical buildings, so this deviation from trained expectations made for a striking bit of information, similar to dinosaurs having feathers (in violation of previous expectations).
In comparison, Brutalism, an architectural style from the mid 20th century, is explicitly a dreary, colorless brutal style. The drab grey of concrete is the intended feature, made to evoke utilitarianism and drab reality, without ostentation beyond form and function.
The joke is imaging Brutalism as having the same "lost" color as classical architecture. It would be equivalently shocking. However, Brutalism is well documented and was developed in living memory. It is known that there was no colorful paint, which would be a complete violation of its intended themes.
The above is a
joke about classical art
and architecture.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
we're getting closer to 2030 and what are we supposed to do then. that's not a number for a year to be
I hope you know that it’s always this
[Image 1: a photo of handprints in coloured chalk on a concrete sidewalk
Image 2: ancient handprints on a cave wall. End ID]
"it's just stress" oh thank god, it's just the silent killer that slowly kills you, perfectly harmless, no need to worry
characters going “we were lovers once”: eh, it’s okay i guess. it’s nice enough
characters going “we were friends once”: absolutely devastating. one hit knockout i’m gone
getting violently ill btw
it's really gross how you can be self aware enough to know what's going on in your head but you can't actually stop it from happening. i need to grab it like a pigeon that got stuck in a house and throw it out the window. be free
I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.