probably usurped at this point #1 Parker Fan @the-algid - Tumblr Blog

INTRO

My user is Algid

My name is Olive 🫒

He/it/she. I'm a butch lesbian, somewhere weird on the arospec, and part of Rabies Pride! I am also taken, I have a lovely girlfriend :3 my pronouns page

Fandoms: Homestuck, Project Hail Mary, The Locked Tomb, Life Series, Discworld, Portal, PJO, Sherlock & Co, Malevolent

Other interests: Human sciences (Anthropology, sociology, psychology, etc...). Architecture, and fashion history, and fashion in general. I'm hugely passionate about music. I love the 1920s a lot. I love words, etymology, literature, and I'm a writer, and poet. I love costume design and digital design (ESPECIALLY FONTS). I also love rats.

I HATE: (Since DNI's are stupid this is who I would prefer to not interact, but mostly just the people I don't like, some I hate)

Bigots: Radfems, trump/elon supporters, zionists, homophobes, trans medicalists

In General: pro sh/ed/addiction, anti-recovery, pro-contact, people who promote delusions, people who involve others with their delusions, people who are looking to convert people to their religion (regardless of religion), romanticizing abuse, victim blamers, AI users

Fandoms: real people shippers (unless it's parody, or VERY removed from the cc), Jimmy (Mouthwashing) Fan, fans of "cancelled" people (Iskall, Wilbur, Dream, etc...), people who self ship with real people, people who make a platform hating something, Hetalia or country humans

Please Interact:

People who like complicated ships, or find them interesting, aroallo pals, PARKER FANS, fanfic writers, poets, people who like to focus on the media over shipping (esp TMA), KUNIKIDA FANS, Malevolent fans, Homestuck fans, Kunizai shippers, The Locked Tomb fans, fellow autistic people, LIFE SERIES FANS, VAMPIRES SMP FANS

A way for me to store, and show all my writing. This will also serve my main purpose of giving potential commissioners and idea of my work.

Other sites:

ao3: Algid

- I write fanfiction trying to publish more

tt: the_algid

Bsky: thealgid

Spotify: The_Algid

- where I keep my playlists which are my pride and joy

Pinterest: The_Algid

- I have a historical reference, and character reference board I'm very proud of. As well as a 3.4k rat board

- Discord: the_algid

- gimmick blog: arthur-lesters-gut

Welcome to my blog :3

I'm also an avid lover of ❤️ Peter 'Parker' Yang ❤️

#introduction #bio #info about me #idk what to tag this #about me #about my blog

tendebill

[part 1] rocky learns about the Denmark incident :]

#hehehehehehehhehehe funny #this is excellent #I like Rocky failing at making him feel better #reblog #phm

notquiteaghost

project hail mary time travel fic but it's stratt. and she has to do it again.

notquiteaghost

the thing here is of course that it worked. it worked, so she has to do it again. she has to send him again. she's not even going to save dubois and shapiro, she's not going to save yao and ilyukhina, she's not changing anything, it worked.

except maybe she adds some supplies, to the ship. increases the amount of food, includes some organic compounds. more painkillers. and maybe she spends more time in proximity to grace. not working with him, not talking to him, just doing what she'd be doing anyway, what she's already done, with him in her line of sight

and he notices, because that's his job. was his job. that was the point of him, to know her well enough to notice something has changed. and he doesn't say anything, isn't going to say anything, and in fact maybe nothing gets said. neither of them say anything and the lab explodes and she sends him to die and she waits and waits and waits and the beetles come back and he doesn't. and then she wakes up again on an aircraft carrier off the coast of china

notquiteaghost

and it WORKED. and she's here AGAIN, because maybe this is just what happens to you when you are the final signature on a mass extinction event. maybe this is her penance. maybe the world continues on without her, warmer and brighter, but she has to stay here in the worst of it and hold it all together.

she did better. she tried. she knew more. once she'd killed him, once he was out her reach, she could change more. maybe less people died. maybe different people died.

she looks at him as long as she's able and she packs him more vitamins and she doesn't say anything and the lab explodes and she waits and the crops fail and she waits and the wars start and she waits and the beetles come back and she wakes up again on an aircraft carrier and she rolls over to press her face into the mattress and she screams

notquiteaghost

the fifth time, she promotes him. six months from launch, that's when she wakes up, and she gets out of bed and gets presentable and walks to his door and says You're the primary science officer now. and he says What? No. No, it can't be me. and she says It has to be you. and she's not trying to do anything with her face, with her voice, but something must happen anyway because he looks at her and says You're sure? You're really sure? and she says It should have been you from the start. and he says Okay, let me– Gosh, okay, I have been awake five minutes and all I've eaten since yesterday is candy, but sure, yeah, I'll go on the suicide mission. Are you– We're getting breakfast, c'mon.

she packs him vitamins. she looks at him. he gets mildly obsessed with a different c-drama every time, somehow. maybe that's the linchpin, maybe he just has to make it through them all. she fills a harddrive with them. she tells him she's never been more sure of anything than she is of him. she waits and she waits and she waits. the beetles come back. he doesn't. she wakes up on an aircraft carrier.

notquiteaghost

she stops the lab explosion. she keeps him out of prison by the skin of her teeth. the beetles don't come back.

she lets the lab explode. she lets him hate her for killing him. she's going to be older than his alien, soon. she's on the aircraft carrier, watching him breathe, for six months. and then she's waiting, and waiting, and waiting, for twenty seven years. twenty seven years is too long for any neat little montages of her catching things before they fall. the weather isn't even the same. it depends who wins the war for the sahara. she's sisyphus, she's prometheus, she's atlas. she kills her only warmth and it gets colder and colder and colder until she wakes up again and there he is. maybe it's a gift. six whole months of him breathing

#holy fuck tbis is fire #god I need to writr #reblog

littledaisybell

Lesbian kiss in 1930’s pre-Hays Code film Morocco.

#oh to kiss a 1920s dame...#this is so pretty snd kind of hopeful #pre Hays Code cinema reminds me that we have always wanted to see ourselves represented in media and to express ourselves #that queer people are forever #reblog

targetedknowledge

#good catssd.....#good very good #reblog

namgyustoez

this is your sign to go write. i'm not talking about making a cute pinterest board or playlist, thats for the procrastinators. OPEN YOUR DOCUMENT AND WRITE THAT THANG

#the thing I need to write is a resume #don't do that to me :<#maybe I write fun little gay stories to procrastinate resume #reblog #although I think I do it tomorrow I. Am. Sick. Of. This