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finlands-world · 3 months

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Hey there! This is not a new fic; I simply realized it has never been posted on Tumblr, so here it is! A little warning for internalized little/implied homophobia, body image issues, and alcohol consumption (although not a lot here-).

SUMMARY:

Aziraphale has lived his whole life avoiding activities his old church would have deemed "sinful", but as he gets older, he realizes he wants to discover new things and eliminate the shackles left by his upbringing. Visiting a gay bar for the first time, he meets this drag queen who doesn't seem like the others.

Crowley, a drag artist in his free time, returns a favor to an old friend whose gay bar is missing a Queen for the upcoming show and notices this funny guy who can't seem to keep his eyes off of him.

"As a performer in a short blue wig closed up her act, another one walked onto the stage, and the room fell silent.

She walked up to the mic, swinging her hips in a way Aziraphale had never seen before. She was in this tight-fitting low-necked black dress so long it almost touched the floor, covering her shoes. And it shined, it shined so prettily before his eyes. With a twirl from the Queen, the public learned the dreamy dress was backless, exposing her pale skin and slender features. Her shoulders were adorned with a black feather boa and a cascade of dark ginger curls, with braids scattered throughout. He’d never thought hair could be so mesmerizing.

She had quite an angular face, defined jawline and high cheekbones, and she didn’t use any padding to accentuate her chest or hips, but it only made her more interesting to the eye.

She wasn’t hidden under layers of foundations like the others before her. In fact, you could only notice the powerful red lipstick, almost the same shade as her hair, and the discreet eyeliner, which complimented her golden-brown eyes beautifully.

Oh how they shone in the stage lights.

Aziraphale was in awe."

#good omens #good omens fanfic #good omens fanfiction #scribblers of soho #fanfic #human au #drag queen #light angst #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #fem crowley #but not always

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rewrite-this-story · 4 months

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Not me deciding that every character I relate to is queer and neurodivergent just because.

#usually they're autistic bi and genderqueer #but not always #sometimes it makes more sense than others #also it makes me feel seen and normal #so thats fun #sam winchester #davey jacobs #ivy lynn #elphaba #dick grayson #starfire #kitty pryde #just for a few random examples

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puhpandas · 4 months

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I genuinely can only imagine beckory and no other Gregory ship. because Gregory doesnt need romance he needs friends and family. and in every beckory scenario that I like/write gregory has gotten those and beckory comes later. like I've always liked beckory because it's something that happens after a specific turn of events. it comes from the story. not just for the sake of shipping yknow?

#like i always saw beckory coming from a specific story #just basically any tony survives and gets to change scenario #and whatever events that would happen that theyd bond over #like i never ship beckory pre ggy even if gregory is himslef bc they wouldn't work #its only under specific circumstances #and its a result of the story not me building the story around shipping them #u know #thats why i started to like it in the first place #pandas.txt #pandas talks #thoughts #tony #gregory #and thats also why i created the duo name detective rabbit before any of the ship stuff #i like their relationship!! and beckory could come from that #but not always #theyre interesting

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irljmart · 5 months

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Hey, starkid fans, I have a hot take for you.

Your headcanons are brilliant, but I gotta remind yall

Just because two characters are played by the same actor does not mean they're related.

#i do enjoy seeing the “these characters are related” headcanons #dont get me wrong #but yall gotta remember that #“i think theyre related because they look like each other”#is not the only reason two characters could be related #theyre not a big group #actors are gonna play multiple characters #that does not mean those characters have to be related to each other every time #obviously sometimes they ARE related #canonically #but not always #starkid #hatchetverse

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thedragoninsideyourself · 1 year

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You guys don't understand the CHOKEHOLD Cody has on me right now. I-. I didn't even know this guy like 3 months ago. Well I knew he and the blue one had a name. Now I can name you like 30 clones, and most of their serial numbers. And it all started. With him. Literally saw art of him punching and roundhouse kicking a Droid, I was like, damn boy. Then I found out he dog piled grievous. And I was like, damn MY boy. And he is. Love that guy. Like Cody did not hesitate once in his life ever. He's made out to be the serious one. But he canonically talks back at Obi wan. His war general. He punches droids made out of metal. Shot his general off of a cliff immediately. That wasn't his fault, but still. God I love that clone. I've also decided he's the annoying little brother of the cc batch and then one day decided to adopt this blonde little cadet because he bit him during training. And then when he became commander and saw all his shines was like 'well guess I'm a dad now'. Then proceeded to become an urban legend. Also, the medics hate him.

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fictional-worlds-are-exquisite · 6 months

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me: I’m an adult and I know how to keep my hands to myself and not touch anything/everything especially in public places with expectations.

me in a fabric store: [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch] [touch]

#touch. touch. touch. touch. touch. touch #you ever walk into a store and feel like the owner/employee will bring the wrath of god down if you touch anything #mostly breakables and expensive places #but not always #and youre practically cutting off your hands to show you’re no threat #idk maybe I just visit hostile places #anyway #fabric is being touched

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iobartach · 26 days

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okay, i've spammed the dash enough today, i've got work in the morning! but before i do, lemme leave ya with this;

unless you're named thera or broly, and you try to randomly boop, bap or just casually reach for my miguel, and he isn't anticipating it, expect to see a variety of 6' 9" tol human equivalents of this; (arachnophobia warning)

#hc #tw arachnophobia #tw #tw spiders #sorry if you're sick of hearing me harp on about this ngbfv #but i'll continue to say it over and over!!! this is a BIG thing for him!!!#be CAUTIOUS w/ the boops!#bc that tactile touch is a niiiiightmare. he just. physically /feels/ things a lot more than a regular human.#i haven't fully gaged the extent of it yet but it's a thing #so you gotta earn his trust first #or else he'll rebuff you #sometimes he'll be gentle or apologise #but not always #i can and will pepe silva this shit if you give me the chance --#threat posturing mig let's gooo

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transingthoseformers · 3 months

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Imagining if Megatron's more heavy connection to Unicron stayed after the unicron arc, thinking about unicron and megatron angst

#maccadam #transformers #tfp unicron #tfp megatron #like him getting possessed or Unicron hijacking his mind for a tad to talk to him #after all #unicron is again mostly asleep #but while his body is firmly locked down_ his mind remains semi active #what else is there to do?#it's mostly during Megatron's recharge #but not always #mecha have caught megatron sleepwalking_ optics close to whited out and muttering incomprehensibly #:)

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mermaidsirennikita · 7 months

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one thing I find so interesting is the role of marketing in trad pub, and the way publishers will throw their marketing weight behind certain books and not behind others

like, and I'll be super blunt here, evie dunmore's books are nothing special--and frankly, beyond the first book? not good. we've seen plenty of bluestockings in historical romance in the past; in fact, it's something of A Trope. quite notably, for the most part the heroines' involvement in suffrage is kind of... shapeless, for want of a better word, underbaked, and really confined to this idea of women of a certain class or above making a difference. because even though bringing down the duke is sort of interclass, the heroine still really isn't a "lower class" person. she's just not upper class to the degree that he is. which wouldn't matter as much, if the book did not revolve around the concept of feminism and indeed the political concept of feminism, as opposed to the many other historical romances which have feminist coding but do not have their books revolve around movements like suffrage.

speaking of tropes, I find it immensely fascinating that her books have gotten the attention they have and largely escaped critique of the racist tropes in the second one. not to mention the rather unfortunate implication that comes with having your hero be a bi man (love that!) and paint a man who wanted him and couldn't have him as a villain (not great)

(see: Hugo and The Maiden by S.M. LaViolette as a book that subverts this, with a hero who is bisexual, does sex work, and a story that sets up a former client of his as a villain because Hugo is married and doesn't want to sleep with him anymore, before completely switching the narrative)

the sex is bland (the closest we get to anything interesting is Mild Bondage in the third book, but you can get Mild Bondage in so, so may historical romances). the character types are pretty basic HR. (bluestocking, rich bluestocking, shy curvy girl who sorta believes in feminism/cold duke, dandy rake, Och Aye). the politics are flimsy.

but these books were at the forefront of the "let's replace people with cartoons in historical romance, issue the HR as in trade over MMPB, and see if people are tricked into thinking it's Better Than Gross Antifeminist Historicals" and the push largely worked, unfortunately. putting aside the fact that the push is in general, uh, gross--why did THESE books get this push?

and I'll be honest, I do think that Emily Henry's books got a similar push (though based on the general swing towards contemporaries over HR at that time, and contemporary primacy in general, her rise was more organic). there is a clear difference between books that get a huge backing from publishers and books that don't; I just wish I understood the thought process behind it all.

#romance novel blogging #i mean lbr with some there is proooobably nepotism involved #but not always #anyway i just get frustrated whenever i see evie dunmore upheld over other historical romance authors #especially authors who've been writing better.... much longer #i think it's all fake as hell lol

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vox-monstera · 4 months

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been reeeeally thinking about she/them lately and I know exploring gender isn’t stupid but when I do it I’m like “you’re so lame” when in fact being “them” makes me kinda… giddy?

#always had a strange attachment to femininity #like it’s a thing I’m supposed to do/want even when I don’t want to #and I do at times #but not always #and maybe that’s where the they stems from?#idk I’m kinda confused about it #but in a good way 👍🏼

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novafoxxo76 · 2 months

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i would love to wear a skirt, but alas i doubt anyone around me would like to see me in a skirt exposing my hairy legs, yet now that i think of it, shorts are fine? Why can't I wear a skirt, no dabloons :c me treasure chest be empty. A pirate like me has no time to shave me legs, especially not me peg, she be covered in barnacles.

i was possessed by a pirate and um well im leaving it in but yeah

point is that um.... i want a skirt but im poor and ugly

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villainessbian · 25 days

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A girl without a dick is like a chili's without the buzzing lights

#is chili's a real place? that sounds like a place usamericans would have #if it does I assume it has buzzing lights #but not always

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killerkitties24 · 8 months

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whatever forever

#me #selfie #mine #tumblr girls #aesthetic #sometimes #i #can #be #cute #but not always #modern baseball #midwest emo #alt girl

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docholligay · 1 year

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Re: The bouncing the leg post

So this one’s on me, completely, but the point of the post wasn’t “Tell me what it means when you bounce your leg” though, you can be totally forgiven for that as I really did delve into that in a very ‘enough about me, let’s talk about me’ way. Fair enough, absolutely.

What I MEANT to be saying, was about a larger, broader thing. Where we talk SO much about various mental illnesses and neuroatypicalities that I think we sometimes lose sight of the fact that people are individuals and individual things MEAN different things for different people. Our broad strokes ways of talking about ‘ADHD be like’ or ‘tapping my leg at 180 kph to try and drill through the floor to escape’ isn’t like #problematic--life is rarely that simple--but I think we can get caught up in these types of shorthand that are less useful than we think.

So, for example, someone, reading a post about tapping one’s leg because they are anxious, sees ME tapping MY leg, and, in an effort to be kind, asks me if I want to go, or makes a suggestion to leave. For what a bouncing leg means to ME, I am embarrassed, or worse, hurt, because it didn’t signify anxiety at all, it signified, as a commenter said and I wholeheartedly agree with “a wagging tail’

I see this kind of a thing repeated a lot, online. I think it comes out of a place where we desire both to understand and be understood, and we really want the box. We want things to be easy.

And so we end up very unintentionally being unhelpful to each other, or hurting each other, because someone knows me to have ADHD and has seen posts about needing constant music or tv or whatever, meanwhile I am deeply desiring the sweet release of death because fucking House Hunters is on the background and I cannot block out this woman’s concerns about entertaining in her kitchen. And vice versa, someone reads my post about just needing fucking quiet at least a few hours a day and applies that to someone else.

I come from a, oh let’s call it a rural tradition. When I lived in a small town, and I mean small town by Montana reckoning, people knew me as Doc. They had no idea I had ADHD, but they did know that they needed to make sure I was looking at them if they wanted to make sure I heard something. They did know that I didn’t like the Tv to be on unless I was very intentionally watching it. They did know I could be weird about fleece and very much liked wool even when it was scratchy. All of this was unbundled from a diagnosis, and particular to me. We won’t go into how I do not like how my personality is being drilled down into a series of medical and cultural boxes, but I will say it is nice to be taken as yourself.

And I think, online, it would be good for us to try and capture some of that energy. It’s not as easy, but I do think it is somewhat possible. For example, the diagnostic criteria for many things has drifted. This is not me saying this is a bad or good thing. i do not actually care, my label is not that special. But the consequence of it, is there are some people with ADHD that I do not actually share a group of experiences with. It is not a USEFUL way for me to identify people who might be able to understand or help me. It is FAR more useful for me to say something like, “People who struggle with background noise, how do you manage at restaurants where they have a TV?” because the DIAGNOSIS is unimportant. I’ve met people with ADHD who turn on the TV the second they get home. These are not people that are going to be able to help me. People with the same EXPERIENCE of background noise or fleece or whatever the fuck ever are going to be helpful to me.

Likewise, if I am trying to help a friend, who I love, it is far far far more valuable to me to learn the ways THEY operate, versus any shorthand whereby I could pick up shit from the internet. I am not going to out any of my friends who may or may not feel comfortable with their medical history on display, but I tell you, knowing that Sarah is like x and Daniel is like y is far more useful to me than “Sarah has y and Daniel has x” That might be useful to a practitioner...but I’m not one, and I’m not going to pretend to be one and evaluate all of their behavior through that lens. I am going to evaluate them as Sarah, and Daniel.

Do we see what I’m saying here? I made this unrebloggable because I think it would be easy to take what I’m saying in bad faith, and theoretically enough of y’all know me (like! as a person!) to take it in the spirit in which it’s intended.

I think it is tempting to find ways to shortcut communicating needs and wants and even pain to each other. I get it, I am there. I think it comes out of a place of kindness, and longing to be known.

The bummer of the deal is it ends up not working a lot of the time, and then people end up piling on these microlabels and diagnoses, listing them out like a full house in a poker table, in an effort to be understood. Which I think is all we really want, as human beings. People take something someone else says about ADHD, and applies it to me, and I feel pigeonholed and hurt. People take something I say about ADHD, and applies it to them, and they feel misunderstood and even unwanted.

And this isn’t just about ADHD, that just happens to be a quick at-hand and I prefer to pick on myself. But it applies to the experience of being gay, trans, autistic, rural, southern, whatever. There are perhaps commonalities--this is not me saying ‘so social grouping is DEAD’--but, I once heard someone say, “If you’ve met one autistic person, you’ve met one autistic person’ and I like that, I would apply it even further.

If you’ve met a person, you’ve met a person. If you want to know them, you have to know them.

I said in the tags of my last post--which I think was actually closer to what I was getting at--that I am very fortunate because my friends understand me as who I am. I am loved on this merit. Or hated ahaha, I mean, also fair. They understand that I find it very difficult to sit still when I am excited and happy. They understand that I am a chatterbox when I’m happy. They understand that I am absolutely, rock solid sure, that I am completely correct about something, and it is completely possible that I will be exactly just as sure tomorrow only believing the opposite side ahaha. That I am impulsive, in ways that are annoying and delightful. That I have a lot of trouble in an open, loud room, and that I prefer to sit with my back against a wall. That I am a brilliant, tenacious ‘rent a terrier’ about things, and unfortunately that tenacity will come around to you on a long enough timeline and I’ll bully you into fixing some detail of your life. That I am excellent in a crisis, not so great in the ‘remembering a basic everyday thing’. That I will remember something I meant to do months ago and all of a sudden there’s a gift on your door. I am curious to a fault, and I will drag you out of your house to do things with a smile on my face. I’m Doc.

And, I think, for most of my friends, all that is uncoupled from anything else. Where would I even begin to pick apart which parts of those actually belong to me?

Here’s the thing you’re not gonna like: Many of them know this because I have told them this. I have had to say “I’m having a hard time with this.” I’ve had to tell them my feelings were hurt by a ridiculously innocuous and gentle rejection because I hold them in high esteem. Embarrassing! Horrible! I have relived so many painful schoolyard moments blushing as someone asks me if I can stop bouncing my leg. But that’s not now, and I have found largely, people want to understand.

Also, if my needs as a PERSON hit up against someone else’s, that is okay. There are people I cannot really hang out with in real life, because what they need and want is so far afield from me. And that is okay.

This is a part of being human. This is being in community with each other. This sucks and is very hard, but it is the only way to really interact with each other. If we want to make our online communities give us more of the socio-emotional benefits of in-person community--and yell at me all you want, most psychoiogists would agree they don’t--we’re going to have to know each other. We’re going to have to set aside this grouping of assumptions based on shorthand about people we interact with, and also, let yourself free of that shorthand. If you have trouble wearing fleece, does it really matter why? Or does it matter that when you visit a friend, they take the fleece blanket off the couch?

I don’t know. I feel like I’m talking in circles here. But I have seen, over the years, such a developing desire to understand each other not as wholly realized individuals but through a series of, to put it extremely dramatically, archetypes. To understand ourselves that way, to think that only those talismans make our experiences real. And that isn’t fair to you, or anyone else.

Also I would super appreciate it if people would stop armchair diagnosing me and other people with shit.

#There was an attempt at coherency ahahah #hopefully at least one person gets what I'm laying down #I am annoying and delightful due to a veritable tapestry of factors #and I want to be seen for the tapestry not the individual threads #NOTICE MY GOLD-THREADED ELEPHANT #I SOMETIMES can guess what will piss people off about whatever I say #but not always #this one...might?

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