what you need to understand about recommending a show to me is that no matter how much we both know I’ll like it, I can’t watch it until the Neurodivergence Department in my brain approves it. I don’t know when that will be, and I don’t have any more control over it than you do.
Actually, watching folks continue to insist that any queer relationship that isn’t explicitly and overtly romantic or sexual in media is “cowardly” is not only exhausting, but genuinely fucking infuriating.
First, queer coding is not the same as queerbaiting, and queer coding absolutely had and still has its place in all types of art, second, it’s restricting to the types of characters and stories that queer artists can create, especially queer creators who are not out, professionally or at all, and third, your conceptualization of what is queer enough is exclusionary. End of story.
kind of lame that graffiti is considered vandalism, while advertisements being forcefully beamed into my eyes via every inch of visible wall, road, and social media feed isn’t
karolina kowalska - niespodziewane załamanie rynku reklamowego
if a girl tried to sacrifice me to the old gods that would be totally fine and I would submit but if a guy did that I would fight back a little
unless he was really hot I guess (the god or the guy)
in which case it is appropriate to fight back for homoerotic reasons
Not me, I’m a pacifist. I just make sad pathetic little noises while he strikes me and look up at him with my honest big brown eyes. He knows he killed a good man and it punishes him more than any physical harm I could do to him.
ohhhh if you hit him with that hard enough he’ll never land the killing blow
I’m so patheticcore. I’m such a poor little meow meow.
any decent man would take u in and nurse u back to health under the patronage of the old gods he once foolishly believed he could bring himself to sacrifice u to
(he doesn’t know I am loved by all of the gods and by showing me clemency he saved himself from all manner of ills and perils)
