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I am confused on why did my last fallout fanart got so much attention, hereâs more
just one more question, maâam â where have you gone with my heart?
a valentineâs day thing for webh, based on a promotional still from my dear secretary (1948) hehe. happy vday!
Oughh ok I got all the fem nick out of my system
huh i don't remember this issue
anyways happy Valentine's day!
I've got this Nick!
somthing somthing Nicole Valentine
trying out new brushes, and obviously had to draw peepaw
forever mad about how easy it would've been to use nora's background as a lawyer to give the player a preexisting personal connection to nick valentine, if only the devs had put literally any thought into her as anything other than a dead wife walking. like, what if she worked on the wynter case? what if she knew the original nick valentine, before he got his brain scanned? what if her entire 20-40ish year life before the vault was given any relevance at all beyond a single throwaway line in the prologue?
i mean, imagine it! by the time you get to diamond city you're almost certainly gonna know about pre-war ghouls, so when you hear the name of your old coworker (or family friend if playing as nate) of course that's the conclusion you jump to - that somehow, impossibly, despite everything that's changed, there's at least one familiar face waiting for you beyond the end of the world. except when you rescue him from vault 114, the face that greets you is completely different to the one you remember - same voice, same mannerisms, and of course he recognises you in an instant, but instead of the expected comfort of easy familiarity you have to grapple with the question of whether or not this is the friend you once knew or someone you'll have to get to know all over again. and then he risks himself for you in the memory den, confirming how much you can still trust him either way, because to him you're not just one of the thousands of hurting people living across the wasteland - he knows you, he knew your spouse and might even have met shaun in the before times, and even if he is just a stolen ghost in a discarded machine that still matters. regardless of how close a friendship you had before, you're now the only connection each other has to a version of yourselves that now only exists in memory - a version of yourselves that you can never go back to, but that might maybe not be quite as dead and gone as you fear. and also in this version he's romanceable who said that
actually you know what i am gonna add some of my favourite extra notes from the replies to the main post for everyone to enjoy, featuring me forgetting how winter's name is spelled a buncha times
"Let's have sex," the one character said.
"Why?" said the other. "I don't see how that adds to our story or characterization in any way."
"We have a lot of subtly implied ideas and themes going on," the first one explained, "but we haven't explicitly signalled that we are in a story for mature audiences. The sooner we get it out of the way, the better."
After an all-in-all quite disappointing affair, they watched discourse unfold because neither character had actually explicitly said "I consent to this" before they got on with it. They had wrongly assumed that their mutual consent was effectively communicated to the audience without needing to be vocalized.
i get that americans love their cultural imperialism, but it really does piss me off that june is âinternationalâ pride month just because something happened in the united states.
in aotearoa, june isnât our pride, itâs theirs. marsha p johnson and sylvia rivera are their historical figures, not ours. the phrase that âyou owe your rights to Black trans womenâ is true there, but here we owe our rights to (mostly) MÄori historical figures. i have the freedoms i do because of the legacy of an entirely different set of people operating in an entirely different context at entirely different times.
But because of american cultural imperialism, most queer people in Aotearoa donât even know our own queer history. Carmen Rupe, Ngahuia Te Awekotuku, the Dorian Society, Gillian Laundon, Georgina Beyer, and the Wolfenden Association are some of our queer history. We should know their names! we should know what they did for us! but because of the power of the american imperial machine, we donât.
our national pride month should be july, the month that the Homosexual Law Reform Act passed in 1986. our two largest cities hold their pride festivals in february and march, respectively. american queer history has very little (or nothing, depending on who you ask) to do with our queer history. anecdotally, from my own queries, queer youth in aotearoa know more about american queer history than our own.
anyway, happy pride, americans. iâm truly sorry that most of you donât see the negative impact your nationâs culture has on the rest of the world. and to the rest of the world reading this, try searching for your own country and cultureâs queer history, donât accept the american narratives as your own. we deserve our own histories divorced from the cultural hegemony of the USA.
some gaang yue au thoughts
HI im the cass wife gal. do you wanna read wlw courier x cass fanfiction. ok good
1.6K WORDS OF CASS AND MY COURIER BEING IN LOVE!!! pls read no pressure
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Surely the tall, battle hardened, scarred, hairy, rude, vulgar, disheveled, but loyal and ferocious knight I have sworn in as my maiden daughterâs personal guard would not dare to look upon her fairness and her his roguish ways and dare to defy the marriage arrangement I have put in place for her.
I was correct not to be concerned by a potential threat to the marriage pact I have made for my fair maiden daughter. For the battle hardened, scarred, hairy, rude, vulgar, disheveled, but loyal and ferocious knight that has sworn fealty to me as their lord, and thus taken the most honorable oath to protect my maiden daughter is in FACT! A woman. Surely, my best laid plans for my daughterâs future will remain unaltered.
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As a society, we need to go back to understanding that strangers on the internet are, you know, strangers. I feel lately that I'm seeing a rise in 'An author I love blocked me because they took my comment the wrong way' posts on the ao3 subreddit, and then the comment is them calling the author a fucking bitch or something like that.
Don't do this. Tone doesn't translate well in text, and if you don't have a rapport with that author, they are not going to interpret, 'You're a fucking bitch' as, 'Author I hate you for being so talented and making me feel so keenly.' They're going to interpret it as you being an asshole. You can shit talk with your friends because you have an established relationship with them and can distinguish between playful banter and genuine anger. You do not have this with a stranger, no matter how much you like their fics. You will have a much more pleasant time in fandom and not get cockblocked from interacting with your favorite writers if you remember this.