can't decide how i wanna draw mr tyrant

huge fan of these toy bulls behind the cathedral that induce apathy and mania respectively

it's funny because my job involves a lot of using a box cutter, so you'd think that's the thing I'd accidentally hurt myself with the most

but nooo no no no. the box cutter is my colleague, my ally, my friend. you know what is truly bloodthirsty in a print & signage shop? literally Anything Else that's able to cut but not supposed to. cardboard, sheets of plastic, the humble paper of course, corrugated polypropylene, aluminum composite sheets - i nicked myself on a sheet of magnetic material today?? it bled. kinda profusely.

basically:

thank you. the people need to know about the real menace

Silly thing found in the depths of my notes:

there are no ROCK HARD ABS in the Ventris books?! surely you lie. McNeill breaks out in hives if he doesn't put at least one scene involving ROCK HARD ABS in his books

Hand to heart.

The first Ventris book has NOTHING. Second one has, I think one scene? but that might have been in a short story.

Third one has some moments but iirc very short.

I remember thinking about how few and short they were

lawd. I guess he had built up enough cred by the time HH rolled around that he could cram in all the ROCK HARD ABS he wanted and make up for lost time. truly according to keikaku*

*I can't tell you how happy this joke made me

Found some index terms that could double as fic tags.

"THIS ISN'T A SEX THING" I exasperatedly yell as my leitmotif and that of my mortal enemy are arranged and mixed to play as a single track during our final climatic duel.

"ON MY MOTHER'S NAME, THIS ISN'T A SEX THING" I desperately howl as my nemesis and I pull off a seamless, perfectly coordinated team attack on a greater threat, with no prior training or practice, our skills and habits mingling and mixing perfectly and naturally due to our dozens of duels with each other, leading to immensely intimate familiarity with each other's martial habits, combat tendencies, and overall skillset.

update from the discord group courtesy of one of my mutuals;

do not trust that damned survey. change your discord password. utilize 2FA.

I use 2FA on every website I log into, and it didn't ask for any details when I took the survey, but I still don't trust that thing at all. One can never be too safe.

Here's further evidence from @ mutelunacy.bsky on bluesky that the screenshot this post hinges on was fear mongering in case anyone needed it:

While we're here: why do we think Luo Binghe never made an effort to get his blood into Liu Qingge during their five years of duels? 🤔

Like they were at this for FIVE YEARS. There had to have been opportunities! Luo Binghe might have been holding off on killing Liu Qingge outright because he knew Shen Qingqiu wouldn't want that, but blood parasite-ing him would have nullified him as a threat without killing him

I guess the most likely answer is that Luo Binghe was confident enough that Liu Qingge couldn't beat him, that he didn't feel there was an actual possibility of LQG beating him and taking Shen Qingqiu's corpse back. So he was willing to let Liu Qingge go on beating the shit out of him as part of his elaborate self-harm ritual

The other answer, I suppose, is "how do we know he didn't? 😏"

We could also combine the two, where Luo Binghe used the fights as an elaborate self-harm ritual and his blood parasites to alert him to Liu Qingge's presence. Like, "Ah, I sense that brute Liu Qingge on the horizon, it must be nearly time for the daily beat-down."

Perhaps he did infect Liu Qingge with blood parasites, maybe a little bit at a time over time, but he never actively used it -- just kept it in the back pocket in case it looked like Liu Qingge was close to getting lucky and actively presenting a threat to his continued custody of Shen Qingqiu. But let the fights go on unimpeded as the only way he could vent his rage/punish himself.

Then years later, after the series ends, Liu Qingge gets badly hurt and is dying and Luo Binghe uses the blood parasites to patch him up... and Shen Qingqiu is like, "You could have done that the whole time?!"

Given that LBH was canonically self-harming on purpose by fucking up his own brain via dream powers during this period, I think this is doubly possible per both Doyleist and Watsonian arguments. Why didn’t LBH ever kick LQG’s ass during five years of daily duels over SQQ’s corpse? Because of the lulz! Also because of an elaborate self-sabotage where LBH used LGQ as a sort of personal alarm clock to remind him he was a bad bad disciple who’d gotten Shizun killed and needed to get fucked up in real physical meatspace about it in addition to turning his own dreamscape into mental spaghetti about it every single fucking day forever!

@knahund

Stained glass and Stone (2019-2023)

Yesterday I told a guy I was ace/aro and he asked what “aro” meant, so I told him, and he responded, “Oh, I thought it might be like A-E-R-O and I was confused.”

Yes.  I am asexual/aerodynamic.  At the slightest hint of sex or romance I launch myself into the air and land several miles away.

Happy 10th birthday to the most popular post I’ve ever made. I have learned about so many aroace characters with the ability to fly from this post and I love that.

my dad (Maori) works on a ship with all Maori/Tongan/Samoan fisherman- and one Aussie guy called Jake.

And that wasn't done on purpose just sort of how it ended up, but Jake recently got an injury so they put him on a Different boat just for a little bit (a sit in the wheelhouse and scout type of boat, instead of the main fishing one) and he only got back to my dad's ship today and he was apparently like Shaking. He was Traumatised.

Dad said Jake kept pulling him aside and going "They were all yelling on there, but in a MEAN way" "They didn't clean... Like at ALL"

Jake experienced what a boat full of old school Aussie fisherman is like. That is the norm Jake. You just happened to be on the all Island boy boat on your first go out. "It was time for dinner and they had FROZEN nuggets" Jake that's what they have on ships that are out at sea for months at a time.

On my dad's boat they are eating fresh fish and coconut milk Ceviche. They're grilling steaks on an open bbq on the deck that probably is not regulation. All the guys have their own special knives to prepare sashimi every couple days. Everyone is happily doing their own work so they can clock out early and set up a movie on the deck. Jake did you genuinely believe that's what every boat was doing.

Local Australian man is fed fresh juices and smoked fish for first time- refuses to go back to beef jerky boat life

jake that first night when they served a freezer tray tv dinner and not an overflowing plate of fish that's probably going for conservatively like $40-$80 bucks a kilo but the guys decided Eh we'll catch more let's just fry it up:

I know we’re focusing on the food but let’s take a second to zero in on the toxic masculinity of it all. No one cleans everyone screams and you can’t leave because it’s a ship in the middle of an ocean sounds like actual Hell. The poor dude had to experience the masculinity Torment Nexus and was probably clawing his way onto a lifeboat.

@professional-outsider

no no, i get it. i can see why you're confused- I want the CANON to be completely platonic, fucked-up exploration of intimacy that transcends human sexuality but never includes human sexuality.

I want to be the pervert that makes them fuck.