Icarus didn’t fall; he turned into an incredible creature. The wings fused into his back and the winds became his best friends. Touching the sun transformed him. The Icarus people knew did die, but a creature of the sun was born. And with the sun child born, the moon child was created.
-Mod Katie @Lovelykat23 on Instagram
The hero/protagonist comes home after a tiring day to find the villain/antagonist conked out in their rolling-chair, their cat snuggled on their lap. It appears they’ve fallen asleep waiting for them to come home to deliver their “I’ve been expecting you” speech.
- Mod Kat @zigzagzipwriting on Tumblr
"W-why did you do all of this? If I'm not the chosen one, then what was the point of training me?"
"To hurt you."
"To hurt me?"
"Yes. I needed to destroy you and make you into someone new. Into the new chosen one."
"Why am I needed at all? Who's the real chosen one?"
"I am. And I've failed."
- Lynn
i think the sexiest thing about me is that sometimes i read about identities i don't understand and instead of assuming they're fake i go "cool, none of my business" then respect those identities
One of the stranger phenomenon I’ve observed is how transphobic some people who declare themselves “cyberpunk” can be.
You’d think for a genre that’s got such concepts as body swapping, cortical stacks, human minds being put into everything from space-whales to nanite swarms, malevolent intelligence emerging from machines and declaring themselves a man or woman or neither, and countless other things, they’d be a little more open to me calling myself Serena despite some fuzz if I don’t shave for a day or two.
Seriously, Cyberpunk has a really fucking big theme about bodies =/= people, something that so deeply permeates the genre. Every time you see some wacky cyborg who can change bodies, from Ghost in the Shell to Eclipse Phase to Altered Carbon, it’s just confirmation that Body does Not Mean Person, and that the two are entirely separate concepts.
Of course, maybe it’s just because they like Katanas, leather jackets, and cybernetics, and don’t actually care about the basis of the genre they claim to love. That’s always a possibility.
Remember when someone on tumblr would post a rhetorical question like “I wonder why all us neurodivergent people love the rain so much” and someone would make up some garbage like “well you see rain carries negative particles (which is why you get depressed if you drink rainwater) and since neurodivergent people are depressed the negative particles feel natural to them uwu” and everyone would be like “thanks science side of tumblr”
“Did… did you bring chocolate on this mission?!?”
“It’s stress chocolate!”
“But WHY?!?”
“ASSASSINATIONS STRESS ME OUT, OKAY?!?”
- Mod Kat @zigzagzipwriting on Tumblr
literally how hard would it have been for jkr to say something like “listen I was writing it in the 90s, I was inexperienced, I was writing from my own point of view, I didn’t realise how underrepresented a lot of people are, I wasn’t thinking about anything other than the plot, I accept that it’s a little sparse on the diversity front, I can try to be more self aware with my future works” etc etc instead of.. this nonsense
I wonder if work just.. got harder in the 2000s, comparatively.
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