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Writing porn just for the sake of porn is super valid actually.
Smut and PWPs aren’t a fandom problem that needs to be solved. They belong here. They’re basically the backbone of fandom. Stop with your scarily casual purification talk.
a list of times i laughed watching hannibal where i really shouldn’t have:
jack beating the shit out of hannibal in florence
mozart’s lacrimosa playing when will misses his appointment with hannibal and hannibal subsequently mopes like a sad simp
chiyoh pushing will off the train
“This guy, he’s missing a spleen. A spleen! Who the hell gets a spleen transplant?!” solely because scott thompson’s delivery is gold
hannibal just getting more and more visibly turned on every time will tries to kill hannibal or is violent towards him in some way
honestly every time will and bedelia were having their little pissing contests in season 3b mostly because will is literally paying her to call him a degenerate whore
will having his sexual awakening watching hannibal perform emergency surgery in the back of an ambulance with his hands wrist-deep in some guy
“We are her fathers now.”
will and hannibal straight up flirting in front of jack and alana at their own crime scenes
hannibal’s dramatic twirl after he sees abigail’s ear in will’s sink
hannibal randomly petting a sheep while a man crawls out of a dead horse’s body not ten feet away from him
antony dimmond’s face when he thinks bedelia is propositioning him into a threesome with her and hannibal but she actually just forgot normal people who don’t eat other people exist
honestly every time antony dimmond was on screen because he was just so perpetually horny and so obvious about it
pazzi handing will the photo of young hannibal and will making that face like he’s imagining just getting railed six ways to sunday
every single post that says its ok to not wear makeup has like nine hundred replies saying “actually some girls LIKE the inescapable, crushing demand that they expend their money, time, and energy concealing and altering their natural features to better mimic an artificial and unattainable standard!!! leg contouring is girl power”
When I see posts about this topic I tend to think about two things.
The first is a PBS reality show from the early 2000’s called Frontier House, wherein modern families were carted out to the prairie to live like pioneers in the early 1800’s. One of the requirements of the show was no modern amenities, so no toilet paper, or electricity etc. When one of the women on the show found out there would be no makeup allowed either, she started panicking on camera. She complained about it in confessionals, talking about how ridiculous it was. Later on in the show it was revealed she in fact broke the rules and snuck mascara and concealer with her onto the show because she was so afraid of being seen without makeup on television. She didn’t sneak in tooth paste or a lighter or anything that would have made her time on the show easier; she brought makeup.
The other thing I think about is Drag Queens and Queer Makeup artists, and the industry they have gotten rolling after years of “men in liptstick” being little more than a punchline. Conversations about the impact queer people have had on makeup are starting to happen, and the insistence of makeup as artistry and a powerful tool of self-expression.
I think both of these are things you have to consider when we talk about how makeup is used against women and the ways in which it’s become an expectation that is necessary for us to receive jobs or just general respect when we’re out in public.
The first is the genuine deep fear women have of being seen without makeup. That being out with a clear face is going to result in some horrible bad thing. That everyone is going to see their “flaws” and how terrifying that is to not be in control of your own image. It’s really tragic how much these women see themselves as hideous without their makeup on.
The second is the women and queer people who’s relationship with make up is *not* seen as an expectation but as an offense. Their use of makeup is often treated as ridiculous or ugly and as excuse to hurl abuse at them. For them they’re repurposing a tool that has been used in an oppressive way and instead using it as a means of self-expression.
And because of corporate marketing and the way the make up industry functions, these two perspectives get really mixed up. There are queer people who talk about make up as a means of artistic self-expression who still bemoan how hideous they are with a clean face. There are cis women who are fully aware of how predatory the make up industry is who still suffer from that fear of how they’ll be treated with a clean face. There are trans people who for them, makeup helps them pass and the thought of going out without it feels genuinely threatening. There are GNC people who have had to fight tooth and nail for their right to wear make up in the first place.
That’s why I think there’s so much push back when we talk about the ways in which make up is used to alienate and control women, because that relationship between women/queer people and make up is so fraught and complicated. Talking about the ways in which it’s bad can genuinely feel like a threat for a lot of people. I think we just have to acknowledge that there’s a lot of facets to this conversation besides “makeup good” or “makeup bad.” Makeup is a tool and depending on how it is used it can help or hurt.
The main thing I believe is we need more focus on makeup as a means to cover up a persons flaws, and instead as a tool of artistry. It should never be obligatory and always optional, and always a tool of self-expression the same way dyeing your hair or getting a tattoo are. When makeup is used a tool of self-hatred, as a means to *fix* yourself, that’s when it’s dangerous and we should all be highly suspicious of it.
okay so that post about the child being upset by the concept of talking birds made me go find this clip. This is from Dancing with the Birds on Netflix.
Behold MacGregor’s Bowerbird
not so much talking but i LOVED this clip so much
okay so that post about the child being upset by the concept of talking birds made me go find this clip. This is from Dancing with the Birds on Netflix.
God is made out of boron nitride, I captured him in nanotube cobwebs and shoved him into a bunch of jars some time around 2017. Sorry.
You jest, but that’s exactly the goal. Spinning nanotubes into yarn.
I should elaborate.
This gossamer black lace is a mass of pure carbon nanotubes. Maybe four of five minutes worth of production. It pours out of the furnace tube (the hole on the left) as a sort of sheer “sock.” This particular batch got all clumped up, rather than being drawn into the spindle. Whoops.
Once that happens you’re kind of screwed. CNT’s cling to themselves real hard, and it takes something like chlorosulfonic acid to break them apart. It’s like crushing a ball of cotton candy. If you want to spin them into yarn, you have to do it quickly, as soon as they come out the tube.
Here’s an early prototype spinning rig. You can see the “sock” being spun down into a cone on the left, and then a thin fiber through the middle, before it’s wound up on a spool on the right. This specific rig was a failure. It produced extremely loose, clumpy yarn, but good CNT yarn is extremely strong, as well as electrically conductive. Tensile strength measured in tens or hundreds of gigapascals.
Boron nitride nanotubes are white, and much harder to produce – as you can see above, they tend to come out as dusty cobwebs, rather than a cohesive sock. But. BNNT yarn is even stronger than CNT. As much as a terapascal, theoretically. Also an electrical insulator, thermally stable up to a couple thousand °C, and a good neutron absorber to boot, given that it’s half boron.
So, what can you make with nanotube yarn? That’s such a small question. It’s like asking what you can make with iron. Spin it into thread, into rope, into fabric. Build a spacesuit or a space elevator, wrap it around a reactor core, transmission wires, ultra-strong cables. Whatever you want.
I don’t work at this company anymore – I got extremely sick, and it was a bit of a nightmare workplace anyway – but I still dream of nanotubes. Give me fifty thousand dollars and a garage, and I can start churning out decent CNT tape by the kilometer. Yarn is trickier, I might need to finally do a PhD for that.
But CNT’s are so easy. It’s like they want to exist. We built a synthesis machine and it worked on the first try. I need to try again.