goddammitstacey

compromised-by-castiel asks:

I read your tag wrong and thought it said that you bonded over badass gay bananas and was really confused

writeroost:

writeroost:

goddammitstacey:

THIS IS DELIGHTFUL

Stacey. When I asked what I should bring on movie day, the only thing you literally said was ‘bananas’. 

I googled ‘badass gay bananas’ and this was the first result

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This is everything

compromised-by-castiel asks:

I read your tag wrong and thought it said that you bonded over badass gay bananas and was really confused

writeroost:

goddammitstacey:

THIS IS DELIGHTFUL

Stacey. When I asked what I should bring on movie day, the only thing you literally said was ‘bananas’. 

OMFG I DID

asheathes:

WIZARDING SCHOOLS AROUND THE WORLD: AUSTRALIA

Originally located in Arnhem Land, The Australian College of Sorcery and Witchcraft was a sprawling campus of large huts that eventually coalesced into one single structure. The college detached from mainland Australia soon after British settlement in order maintain their practices and culture. Ever since, the school has been drifting haphazardly in the ocean, although it never strays far from the Australian coast for ancient magic keeps the school tethered to Australian soil. Every year, a team of witches and wizards must be employed to anchor the floating campus so students aren’t forced into a cat-and-mouse chase at the beginning of the year in order to attend school (a frustrating endeavour which often results in the postponing of classes due to a large number of absences). To students’ great enjoyment, various creatures (including the occasional mermaid) can often be found sunbathing around the perimeter of the campus which gently slopes into the water. Due to their exposure to unusually friendly oceanic creatures, the college boasts incredibly extensive courses in aquatic-life studies, and is held in high esteem by the international wizarding community for its innovations in water magic. 

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goddammitstacey:

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goddammitstacey:

So I’m reading my first Leverage Eliot/Parker/Hardison OT3 fic and

"You … you’re not a lesbian," Eliot says. It comes out harsher than he wanted, and he winces at his tone.

Parker looks at him the exact same way she looked at the clerk. “Yeah, I am. A lesbian with a boyfriend and a boy-sex-friend.” She sighs. “Maybe I should get a girlfriend.”

"It would probably help your street cred," Alec agrees gently. "Though you know I support you being a lesbian no matter what, honey pie."

"That’s sweet," Parker says, and stands on her tiptoes to kiss him.

"Lesbians … don’t kiss dudes," Eliot says helplessly. Parker shrugs.

"Who are you to say what lesbians do? Are you a lesbian?"

Alec crosses his arms and turns with Parker to stare at Eliot, as if inviting his response. Eliot scowls.

"No," he says.

"Then shut up. Just for that, I’m having lesbian sex with you later."

Alec and Eliot exchange a glance, uncertain. The elevator bings and opens on their floor. Parker starts walking away.

"Is that – is that a punishment or a reward?" Eliot calls. He and Alec jog to catch up with her.

sihdgkjdfhagkjafg!! This along with an earlier passage about Parker sleeping with boys without penises and I just-

I dunno pal, I’ve started cringing whenever I see (the weirdly common?) media portrayals of lesbians who sleep with men. (I’m thinking Hannibal, Orange is the New Black, Skins… )

It’s like there can’t be any woman who wouldn’t sleep with a man. All women’s bodies are men’s bodies. Even lesbian’s bodies. That is The Law. All women want to sleep with men really. 

And it feels really biphobic. Why not use the ‘b’ word? What’s so bad about it?

I mean, I’m not saying there aren’t lesbians who have wound up sleeping with a man for any number of reasons, but when I keep seeing it in fanfiction and books and TV and movies, it’s just. Extreme lemon face.

I know those feels, bro. Re-assessing, taking that particular exchange out of context of the rest of the fic probably makes it look a bit skeevy.

I’d totally recommend you give the whole fic a read, even if you haven’t watched the show (I’m only like, seven episodes in and I picked up everything fine). About the only thing you need to know going in is they’re a group of criminals who have banded together to run cons on bad guys.

PS: They do use “bisexual” like, three paragraphs later to describe another OFC in the story. It’s less of a “ew bisexuality” exchange and more of a “Parker does what she wants with her labels” exchange.

Cool beans. Reading it on it’s own I was like ‘no why what is happening’ but if it makes sense in the fic then I am relieved, haha.

Mind you, if you wanted to have a battle about it, I’d take you. And I’d win, too. Like that time I convinced you Prometheus was a good movie.

I don’t know if I have the ability to be proactive enough to read the fic, lol. I will trust your assessment.

Is Leverage good?

YAS oh my god, watch Leverage! It’s found family competence corn at it’s best. Bring a HD and I’ll give it to you tomorrow yiss?

PS: I’m publishing this because I cannot have my reputation sullied thus:

# I NEVER CONVINCED GODDAMMITSTACEY THAT PROMETHEUS WAS A GOOD MOVIE

Prometheus a good movie…

writeroost:

goddammitstacey:

So I’m reading my first Leverage Eliot/Parker/Hardison OT3 fic and

"You … you’re not a lesbian," Eliot says. It comes out harsher than he wanted, and he winces at his tone.

Parker looks at him the exact same way she looked at the clerk. “Yeah, I am. A lesbian with a boyfriend and a boy-sex-friend.” She sighs. “Maybe I should get a girlfriend.”

"It would probably help your street cred," Alec agrees gently. "Though you know I support you being a lesbian no matter what, honey pie."

"That’s sweet," Parker says, and stands on her tiptoes to kiss him.

"Lesbians … don’t kiss dudes," Eliot says helplessly. Parker shrugs.

"Who are you to say what lesbians do? Are you a lesbian?"

Alec crosses his arms and turns with Parker to stare at Eliot, as if inviting his response. Eliot scowls.

"No," he says.

"Then shut up. Just for that, I’m having lesbian sex with you later."

Alec and Eliot exchange a glance, uncertain. The elevator bings and opens on their floor. Parker starts walking away.

"Is that – is that a punishment or a reward?" Eliot calls. He and Alec jog to catch up with her.

sihdgkjdfhagkjafg!! This along with an earlier passage about Parker sleeping with boys without penises and I just-

I dunno pal, I’ve started cringing whenever I see (the weirdly common?) media portrayals of lesbians who sleep with men. (I’m thinking Hannibal, Orange is the New Black, Skins… )

It’s like there can’t be any woman who wouldn’t sleep with a man. All women’s bodies are men’s bodies. Even lesbian’s bodies. That is The Law. All women want to sleep with men really. 

And it feels really biphobic. Why not use the ‘b’ word? What’s so bad about it?

I mean, I’m not saying there aren’t lesbians who have wound up sleeping with a man for any number of reasons, but when I keep seeing it in fanfiction and books and TV and movies, it’s just. Extreme lemon face.

I know those feels, bro. Re-assessing, taking that particular exchange out of context of the rest of the fic probably makes it look a bit skeevy.

I’d totally recommend you give the whole fic a read, even if you haven’t watched the show (I’m only like, seven episodes in and I picked up everything fine). About the only thing you need to know going in is they’re a group of criminals who have banded together to run cons on bad guys.

PS: They do use “bisexual” like, three paragraphs later to describe another OFC in the story. It’s less of a “ew bisexuality” exchange and more of a “Parker does what she wants with her labels” exchange.