Had A Dream Last Night That I Was A Knight And This Bigger Scarier Knight Had Me On The Ground And Right

I wanted more than life could ever grant me

“Flesh Gun” Rick Baker’s original concept Sketches, Videodrome 1982

How interested would people be if I wrote a lesbian buddie smut fic where Eddie practices rope tying on Buck because she got into trouble with Bobby for bad knot tying and Buck offers so so platonically to help her any way she can …

“ perverts “ — filet crochet by me

I think, if I had to describe what Succession is like in just one small moment from the show, it would probably be Kendall going to breakfast, a shell of a person, immediately followed by Tom's "bad news about my hymen" and it somehow in no way undercutting the tension and sense of dread in the scene

☾ Yay evil ladies!!! The good old vampire x werewolf hehe

When Izzy first walked out I was worried that he would be made into a joke that the crew would laugh at

but then he started singing and the dancing began and I realized that he wasn’t meant to be a joke at all. This is the most open and happy we’ve ever seen Izzy and the show treated it that way. Not mocking him but instead celebrating this moment.

When we talk about queer representation it’s usually just focused on queer relationships, but what I love about this episode is it shows other sides of being queer. That moment where Izzy saw Wee John doing his makeup and had a realization that he wanted that too? That is what being queer means to me. The crew singing along and cheering for him? That is what being apart of the queer community means to me.

What i love about this show is that it shows queer joy, not in a sanitized way, but in away that is messy, beautiful, and without any mockery or shame.

“—I had never seen any adult woman who looked like I thought I would when I grew up. There were no women on television like the small woman reflected in this mirror, none on the streets. I knew. I was always searching.

For a moment in that mirror I saw the woman I was growing up to be staring back at me. She looked scared and sad. I wondered if I was brave enough to grow up and be her.”

-stone butch blues by Leslie feinberg, p29

Everytime I see a post that I disagree with my immediate reaction is ‘BOOOOOO, hissssss, tomato tomato!!!’

So just know you’ve been publicly shamed and pelted with vegetables in the townsquare inside my head if you’ve ever posted a bad take

This post was inspired by me reading “Lol also I lied again. Only one more chapter now to end the story, I promise!” With 50k left to go. Like HAH that’s what YOU think! I however am from the all knowing mystical future and know better.

I love when I’m reading a fic and there’s an authors note saying something along the lines of “one chapter left!” “Gonna wrap this up soon!” And then I look and see that I’m literally less than halfway through an 80k fic. Muahaha you fucking thought! I feel like an all knowing oracle of the future. The author doesn’t even know what I do! They don’t know how The Muse is going to drag them along kicking and screaming for 30k longer than they anticipated. But I do!