Broke: the mercs can't be trans, it's the 60s
Woke: queer people have existed since the dawn of time, some of them could be trans
Bespoke: THEY'RE ALL TRANS!!! (evil laughter)
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11amy Asylum of the Daleks AU + Asexual Amy!
Anyone ask for an asexual Amy Pond AU? Thanks to @ameliapondmd for the inspiration. Also welcome to the first fic in my 11amy series that actually firmly separates Rory and Amy before I put 11amy together- in my defense, that's Asylum of the Daleks canon, right?
@saint-eleventh @mojavephoneboothmusic @camcorderrevival
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I have houses and interior design on my twitter feed. That's fine. But every so often i have Kacy thoughts associated with them.
For instance:
Lucy: Kaaaate??? We need another room.
Kate: Why???
Lucy: I can't take a bath in here
Kate: Is the tub... oh. I'll call down to the front desk
or
Kate: Lucy, can you get your mom and sister to quit sending me listings???
Lucy: Listings??? What???
Kate: We're.... we're happy at the apartment, right? I mean, we could-
Lucy: No, I love our apartment. And it's a big no to both of these. We are not living in a place that an earthquake could send tumbling into the ocean. Or that has a helipad. We do NOT need them dropping in on us. That elevator down to the escape boat isn't faster than my mom's high heels when she wants to talk about something.
Kate: Your parents have a helicopter?
Lucy: They'd put one on retainer the minute we express any interest in a place with a place for one.
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I think about this will byers artwork by taeiris every minute of every day
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I had a dream that a grey fluffy cat was trying to break into the shelter (note: the shelter was not the shelter as it exists irl - it was the house of a bar-friend from my early 20s that I was inside exactly once for a Super Bowl party) and I had to keep kicking it out. But then it came back with a white kitten in its mouth which it deposited directly into my hands before disappearing into the night.
And my dream brain went "Ah, its undercooked." Because of that post about how cat colors start at the spine and develop outwards.
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haha so I started listening to Malevolent
It’s effectively taken over my life so naturally I have vomitted up this 20 hour painting to cope
more to come
for preface I’ve not at all looked at any fanart for referencing this in fear of spoilers (I am on episode 21) so the designs are purely my first impression pulling them out of the hamster wheel that rotates them constantly in my mind. hope its ok. but this is from the you know scene
oh and Arthur has a face in this version lol
closeups \/
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Sam was a little odd by Metropolis standards. At least once a day people asked when she was moving to Gotham. And yeah, it was a city she felt more at home in however Metropolis University offered a full ride.
Her parents hadn't taken her coming out as pansexual too well so Sam refused their money. They were getting better slowly. Still to make rent money she worked at a coffee shop close to campus. But didn't get along with most of her coworkers.
One manager in particular had been giving her problems. Tucker offered to wreck the guy's credit score. Danny offered to send Cujo to haunt him. Jazz offered to help her find an employment lawyer. Elle offered to punch him.
Sam had turned down all offers of help before. Until he really started spreading ugly rumors about her. One had even got her questioned by Metropolis PD.
Then she spotted a joke about how going super Goth can involve sentient hand butlers. That's when she asked a favor from her Ghost King friend.
On the next shift with Chip things were going okay. It had been a pretty quiet day so far. The only customers were to college guys, one kept sneaking sips of energy drinks between coffee sips. He also kept getting caught each time by his friend.
Just then in the door came a glowing green hand carrying a Wonder Woman lunch box.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?!" Yelled Chip.
Over in the corner Tim whispered to Connor. "You see the glowing green hand without a body attached or do I need more sleep?"
"Both things are true." He whispered back to the tired man.
"Oh thanks, Noun. I can't believe I forgot my lunch." Sam took the lunch box and gave the glowing hand a pat.
"That's yours!?! Of course it is. What is it doing here?"
"Obviously bringing me the lunch I forgot."
"And why do you have it?"
"Because I'm just that Goth."
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