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Fitzjames rose from his chair and held out his hand. “Cheer up, Francis, we’re climbing Everest."

Christ alive.

“No one since Mallory has found that a cheerful idea,” Francis said and shook Fitzjames’ hand, which was warm and slender and startlingly soft. “And look where he ended up.”

@jacquelying pitched a 1990s mountaineering AU to me in december and I haven't known peace since so:

Mt Everest 1990 is IN PROGRESS with artwork by jack

check out jack's 1990 james fitzjames media darling artwork

#the terror #my fic

unioncarbidesuperfan66

library classification labels

dreadwedge

#ursula k. le guin #lit

woman-becomer

*kisses ur forehead*

*I absorb and consume one precious memory*

donuteater13

*forgets that you kissed my forehead*

internetgreatesthits

normally-blue

Forgor to post these but here's some deadloch doodles!! I love them both so much

#deadloch

woman-becomer

I've been getting into this cool thing called Hedonism lately. normally I would only listen to In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins only on occasion, but lately I've been listening to it somewhat regularly. sometimes even on the faintest whim! I can already feel my chains melting away

circus0shifter

like this sketch a lot

#disco Elysium #art

txttletale

at some point it became a very common talking point that science fiction and fantasy ought to Represent Trans People and that exploring Weird Gender Shit without also depicting characters who are legibly transgender in Normal Ways is passé. and honestlyyyy i don't care give me a hundred more male characters possessed by female ghosts or nonbinary robots or whatever. literally what is the point of the scifi fantasy genre if you cannot connect to the fantastical

txttletale

if i wanted to read about people being transgender without a wizard being involved i would open my tumblr dash. Representation will kill the reader she needs a guy who accidentally downloaded the memories of a woman on the CyberLine and can't tell them apart from his own to live