"MAN THIS STORY I’M WRITING IS GONNA BE SO GOOD I’M SO PUMPED"
"I CAN’T WAIT TO DEVELOP THE SHIT OUT OF THESE CHARACTERS"
Geordie Tait - To My Someday Daughter
Thank you, Geordie Tait, for putting your finger on one of the many, many reasons why the Nice Guy™ mentality is so very maddening.
Oh! Sorry, forgot that there are different time zones. It’s ten in the morning over here. But more tropes….do you believe that soulmates are a thing?
Aw hell no. I just wrote over a thousand words on why the soulmate thing is fucking obnoxious and I didn’t write more only cause it was taking too long to get to my main argument, like, do not even talk to me about soulmates because I will shred that concept into little pieces and light the remains on fire.
Out of curiousity, are there any romantic tropes you do follow or believe in?
Um, lemme think.
Not love at first sight. Lust at first sight, certainly. Interest at first sight, sure. But not love.
First kiss is important in that it’s a first anything, but it’s not ~amazing~. Same with your sexual debut.
Love triangles never work out the way they do in books and are rarely between Blonde Popular Guy and Broody Dark-haired Artist Loner.
You can have a weird hateboner for someone you despise, but it’s not sustainable in the slightest and not a good model for dating.
General squooshy things like cuddling, falling asleep on each other, having songs that describe you, cutesy nicknames - yeah, that’s good, I like that. And I’m a huge squash ball when it comes to discussing how much I love my boyfriend and how wonderful he is.
And chocolate is fucking delicious hell yes gimme some for Valentine’s Day.
I’m trying to think of more love tropes that I either despise or adore but it’s 4:30 in the AM
someone give me more love tropes I have opinions
what’s funny about my skepticism about overly romantic tropes is that
by all accounts I am living the fairy tale romance life complete with apropos soundtrack and incredibly handsome men and sickeningly adorable moments
so really I should be all “zrayak’s totally my soul mate my one and only my prince charming” etc etc
because we are basically living a disney movie
I’m just as much of an unbeliever as ever and I am totally fine with that
and that doesn’t negate the fact that zrayak is my dearest, because we’re still sickeningly adorable
the difference is, we came to be sickeningly adorable through a lot of talking about feminism and musical history and politics and tabletop gaming and what we like in bed and how often we should have conversations and what clothes we like to see each other in and whether or not to leave hickeys
not because of fate or destiny or love at first sight
and I love that about us
Or, why I actually really fucking loved the plot of Frozen.
WARNING CONTAINS MASSIVE SPOILERS
LIKE THE HUGEST PLOT TWIST IS IN HERE
also we got catcalled today while walking to the movie theater
it was highly entertaining
we flipped them off, then loudly and sarcastically talked about how honored we were that such strong manly men were talking to us that our little ovaries couldn’t handle it (I may have dramatically swooned), and then they flipped us off, went through the intersection, and turned around just to flip us off/catcall us again, fuckers were that desperate to have the last word
so we went and watched Frozen today
general verdict: YAY PLOT TWIST AND AESOP AND SINGING, boo to the useless songs and annoying characters and I’m still upset at the animators for the “women are hard” comment
BUT OTHER THAN THAT IT WAS GOOD AND I LOVED IT
NOT AS MUCH AS TANGLED BUT STILL
Listening to “Let It Go” from Frozen on infinite repeat. I might possibly be IDing heavily with the whole “move away from home and explore true (queer, sexual) self.”
so I never buy anything with the money I get from loot in Pathfinder
so I had collected 10,000 GP and hadn’t spent any of it
so I bought a fancy sword and an orphanage
so did you know that the cleaning staff empties the kitchen trashcans at 4ish in the morning
because I found that out today
you know, for someone who has the capacity to write accurate fanfic sex, I am remarkably incapable of actually writing sex
someone in physical proximity to me should learn how to do back massages because this chair is putting so much pressure on my spine like ow
so I finished one thing
I have roughly two and a half hours to kill until I have to get ready for class
should I try to reorganize my outline for my history paper or take notes for my other history paper or take a cursory look at my logic homework
have officially kicked the “add sweetener to black tea with milk” habit after drinking something like three or four cups of tea that had no sweetening until the shock of sugar at the bottom
so at least I won’t have to add sugar to my tea in Britain and then get looked at funny
on a completely unrelated note, I am extremely well-hydrated, as indicated by my multiple trips to the loo