and taste so bad

i sound so bitter nowadays but when you have a taste of the bad kind of love, god, you’re never gonna want to taste it again and youll definitely learn a lot from it goodness gracious but if you dont learn from it, well then heaven on earth may the odds be ever in your favor

i keep trying to memorize every detail of the moments i live in. in the soreness of my legs from standing so long at a concert, the chill of the night, the patterns of a tablecloth, the oily texture in my mouth after eating fried bananas. i keep trying to memorize the feelings, the quiet contentedness, the laughter, the excitement. i keep trying to memorize the people, their smiles, the way they speak, what makes them laugh. i’m constantly on the cusp of the next part of my life and that’s just so.. strange. but it makes it so much easier to find happiness no matter what’s happening to me, in a way? because i’m already kind of looking at life with those rose-colored glasses of nostalgia, simply because i know these are times i’ll never be able to live again, and these are people i might not always have, and that makes it so much easier to appreciate everything i might miss later. 

look, homestuck had its shortcomings when it came to wlw romance and some of the female cast but like

terezi’s story was like…. every bit as much about compulsory heterosexuality as dave’s was lmao. i doubt hussie intended it, but you don’t really have to read that deep into the text to see it

i mean you can read homestuck in whatever way you want but vriska and terezi’s story and their relationship carried through the entire comic. if homestuck was a love story, it would be theirs.

and not everyone is gonna actually LIKE vriska and terezi, because they’re fucking awful and the ending to their arc was incredibly and frustratingly ambiguous

but i think – as gay characters – i find them to be very satisfying


a nice day!

lance wore glasses in middle school and keith dressed exclusively from hot topic and they sat near each other in class and keith always got distracted thinking about how cute lance was while lance got distracted wondering how someone with such bad fashion taste could pull it off so well

We Are Not Your Fool

I think this disaster with the Beauty and the Beast announcement is a really good example of why the type of representation matters just as much as the existence of it.

So, for all twelve of you who don’t know, Disney announced that LeFou aka the idiot sidekick is gay. He’s the guy who hangs on to Gaston’s every word and is basically just a brown-nosing suck-up. And his name literally means “the fool”.

And Disney announced that and went, hey, here’s a gay character, we’re doing representation, you’re welcome. And the queer community went what the fuck.

Even ignoring Disney’s history of queercoding villains, this is about the worst way to try to do representation of queer characters. Let me let this out for you. This character is:

  • In love with a straight guy who’s actively lusting over a girl (so won’t get a happy ending)
  • In love with an asshole (so has bad taste)
  • An idiot (his name is literally “the fool”)
  • A villain
  • Defined purely by their love

And this is the only explicitly queer character that they have. And this is for what’s basically a kid’s movie. So for a lot of kids, the first explicitly queer character they may be seeing will not only be the bad guy but will be idiotic and frankly repulsive. Nobody likes a brownnoser. And given how things are going in media, particularly media for children, this might be the only explicitly queer character they see for a long time. So this will be it. This will be the character.

We don’t want representation that will hurt us. Don’t just slap queerness onto an awful character and ask us to thank you for it. We won’t praise you for fucking us.

so im just gonna straight up log off until mea is out because every other post on my dashboard is either untagged spoilers, a complaint about the character creator, or just general negativity. lmao bye i wont let people ruin this game for me. i have posts queued. i’ll come on a few times but for the most part i’m staying away. 


“How did it go?”

“oh yea they wvere so into me! the famous ampora charm wvas getting to them you knowv. wve talked, made out, the usual. i’m not sure if i’ll call them back though, i havwe so much on my plate already if you catch my drift.”

Photo: @pixelliarmus

Cronus: @pasteleys

I sleep in the basement, making up rap beats

Hot cup of tea, it’s four o'clock in the middle of the night, and I can’t sleep

⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ it’s all on the peak,

 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ so bad i can taste it while it eats me

Some part of me feels a little bit naked and empty  

 I’m stuck underneath a few dirty old blankets to comfort me

There are so many things I can’t reblog because people casually toss in “cheesy,” “terrible,” or “ridiculous” in front of romance novels, i.e. “I can’t wait to read this horrible romance novel I bought!”

I know what you’re doing. You’re protecting yourself from people thinking something negative about you by putting the negative out there to begin with. Or your buying-in to what is commonly perceived as negative. 

It’s just absurd to me though because… you bought the book! You’re excited about the book! There’s no need to do this tired thing where we’re like, “God, I know how stupid and awful I am and what bad taste I have, but I’m so excited to enjoy this horrible thing I enjoy! I’m the worst!”

Every time I see it, I’m reminded of how Amy Poehler responds to yet another question about if women can be funny by saying the question bores her. This whole narrative bores me. 

Like what you like. Including a book where people fall in love. There’s nothing inherently bad about that.


Edward Elric and his bad taste

Real tusks the vet came and trimmed them off the pig cos they were hurting him so now I have them they taste bad but that’s just the price of being a boarboy