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anyway, [peels a mandarin and gives u half]

#food is a love language

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#impeccable #thank you

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I love the way their rivalry and antagonism binds them together ngl

Julius II: The Warrior Pope, Christine Shaw

⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!

#new tag #katabay strikes again #katabay #comics

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“Years and years ago, there was a production of The Tempest, out of doors, at an Oxford college on a lawn, which was the stage, and the lawn went back towards the lake in the grounds of the college, and the play began in natural light. But as it developed, and as it became time for Ariel to say his farewell to the world of The Tempest, the evening had started to close in and there was some artificial lighting coming on. And as Ariel uttered his last speech, he turned and he ran across the grass, and he got to the edge of the lake and he just kept running across the top of the water — the producer having thoughtfully provided a kind of walkway an inch beneath the water. And you could see and you could hear the plish, plash as he ran away from you across the top of the lake, until the gloom enveloped him and he disappeared from your view. And as he did so, from the further shore, a firework rocket was ignited, and it went whoosh into the air, and high up there it burst into lots of sparks, and all the sparks went out, and he had gone. When you look up the stage directions, it says, ‘Exit Ariel.’”

— Tom Stoppard, University of Pennsylvania, 1996 (via flameintobeing)

#Tom Stoppard #shakespeare things

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#this has been a psa #abortions #cw: mention of suicide #cw: mention of fetus death #Honestly just content warnings for a lot of misery and horror stories of what people with uteruses are enduring #however the mentions are not graphic and it is an excellent speech

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Thinking about the way Flint and Silver love each other– I'll admit I never saw it on my first watch, and not even so much on second watch, because the love between them (atleast according to me) is neither romantic nor platonic, but rather a Secret Third Thing, which is why it's taken me so long to see its shape. It's something I've started calling the Sailor-Boat dynamic.

Can a sailor truly love a boat ? Can a boat truly love its helmsman, for that matter ? Is it love if one incontestably needs the other to survive ?

Without a boat a sailor would drown. Without a sailor a boat couldn't sail, and would eventually sink or rot.

Yet, if one spends enough time with a vessel, it's human nature to grow fond of one's immediate surroundings (and ticket to survival). A boat (which is being highly anthropomorphised for a moment here) holds the literal life of its caretaker within itself– there is a sanctity to that. Because at the end of the day, it's these two against the entire Ocean, and they love each other the way two beings do when casting their lots in with the other because that's the only way for either to survive. And sure, romantic or platonic love can grow out of this, grow upon this pre-existing dynamic, but this is what their relationship will always be at its core.

In conclusion, what Flint and Silver have between them sails past the usual boundaries of what is conventionally recognised as 'Love', in all its many and magnificent forms, and instead settles into whatever it is which comes from the existence of two separate beings deciding to fit the form of the other. And yes, while this could be classified as love, it goes a level deeper, more visceral, more primal, more primordial, even.

It is recognising the essence of another, and then weaving together two discrete streams of smoke into two solid and separate forms of people.

#very well said and I am here for this level of excellent meta #silverflint #black sails #meta

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Reblog for larger sample size. Feel free to indicate in the comments your generation, approximate region of residence, your length of experience with fan fiction, or when/where you first encountered these terms.

#fandom history #history things #fandom culture #dangit what was my fandom history tag #was it #fandom lore

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we did the best we could to extract the perfect columbo reaction gif, and here it is - been wanting to make this for bloody weeks

#and you have done well <3 #columbo

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#It bothers me so much because it's been happening for decades #People I only ever meet over text -- who never get the opportunity to mishear my name -- still misspell it #It gets mispelled by admin as I'm spelling it out over the phone #It gets mispronounced as any gender the speaker chooses #I got so tired of it I now have a separate name that I use among English-speakers #My classmates and instructors use it and I love it #I use it with strangers too #Now--this is on me--it can still be misheard as a similar name #But when I go “no no it's--” and spell the first two letters I get cut off with complete confidence and correct comprehension“oh right yes! #and it's amazing

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it feels bad to have someone say ‘we will not accommodate your unique way in our space’. that is what the texas library association did to chuck

the thing is, WE have the power to create our own spaces. sometimes that space is SO SMALL, just one cubic foot inside of a pink mask, and sometimes that space is a whole ballroom full of buckaroos cheering and laughing and proving that LOVE IS REAL

thank you to true buckaroos MARK OSHIRO and TJ KLUNE for creating that space with me last night. thank you to NOWHERE BOOKSHOP and BONHAM EXCHANGE and JENNY LAWSON for hosting, and thank you to NIGHTFIRE for going along with this wild idea when chuck said ‘hey if the dang TXLA does not want unique buckaroos inside their convention, then lets have our own across town’

every day there are strong forces pushing back against love, but when we trot together we can make spaces where love thrives

#Dr. Chuck Tingle #Mark Oshiro #TJ Klune #:')

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Mina— Connecticut, 1970s

#ahhhhhh #Oh you had me at New England haunting in the 70s #Maritime fashion and a ghost story? #Christmas came early

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thepieous

#food things

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Musings from Anna Fusco

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Darius had that dawg in him

#bite bite bite

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people telling you they reread your fic is the biggest compliment you could ever receive. there are thousands of stories out there begging to be found, to be explored, but your story meant so much to someone that they came back to it eagerly, they went over every word again. to love is to return and loving a fic is rereading it. thank you to all readers and rereaders <3333

#thank you!! #fandom love

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I know "60s housewives who invented slash fanfiction" has taken on a life of its own as a phrase, but Kirk/Spock didn't really exist until the 70s and THOSE WOMEN HAD JOBS. They were teachers and librarians and bookkeepers and scientists and they damn well spent their own money going to conventions, printing zines, buying fanart and making fandom happen. Put some respect on their names.

#fandom love