Yes, This Does Count As An Aerospace Question. And Yes, Their Aerodynamics Are Quite Bad. They Would

Unless you top, in which case you get "Iron Without."

If you fuck an iron warrior this pops up

"I don't meddle with the unintellectuals" get this Fulgrim slander out of my face. Fulgrim worked tirelessly for the common people of Chemos before the Emperor found him, and he carried those values of lifting up the downtrodden with him throughout the Great Crusade, and likely beyond.

Big fan of this reddit "chose your husband" primarch memes depiction of Konrad. I don't like the Dorn one, it makes him sound like an asshole and I have varying opinions on the rest. But the Konrad one is perfect.

And I like how his dark and gritty nature and cuddles were actually connected kinda like a trauma response rather than the generic edgy guy.

Also this glorious comment by redditor Jaxolotle:

Really the people arguing that are just trying to make Perturabo seem super important. They understand his need for praise as a need for others to not receive praise.

'oooohhh perturabo is the only one who actually did anything for the heresy' EXCUUUUUUUSE YOU.

LOOKING PRETTY IS 'DOING SOMETHING'. its for morale i'm keeping morale up.

The Emperor's Children are a legion of femboys, of course they love cuddles.

Jokes aside, the background lore you gave is giving me inspiration for my Sons of the Phoenix army.

Space Marine Cuddle Pile PT 2

Continuation of this. PT 3.

@wolf-feathers12 you owe me fifty cookies and I’m gluten free

Imagine:

Titus is not quite new anymore to the watch. He’s slowly opening up to his squad mates but still is apprehensive. The mission has been a success and his squad wants to celebrate. They worked well together. But Titus does not wish to participate. He is bitter and mournful. News that the Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, had returned came through a few days ago. He was overjoyed at hearing that. But he doesn’t get to celebrate. Not when he’s dishonored his chapter. Not when he’s a black shield. Not when he can’t celebrate with his brothers. Before he can go to the training cages, a squad mate pulls him back, not taking no for an answer. He may have not told them his chapter and was using another name but they can tell how hard the last few days have been. Rather than celebrating they all huddle together, one with another. They miss each of their chapters and brothers. But they can find comfort in one another. It’s a moment of reprieve for the ex-captain’s broken heart.

As an Emperors’ children you are far more prone to cuddling than one might think. You were always underestimated. Many scoffed at your legion and chalked you up to pompous and egotistical men. Some of that was true but it didn’t make it hurt any less. Even more hurtful was the rejection of your Primarch. He didn’t want you or your brothers. He would not lead. You all were so desperate that some followed his clone when he showed up. You’re all scattered and trying what you can to make Fulgrim proud and have him return. Sometimes the rejection hurts so much you’ll curl up together in a pile. Pretending the weight is your Primarch, welcoming you back and saying that you’ve done well. That you’re worthy of his love. Those who are a part of war bands tend to be flock to bigger Astartes. Craving large and warm arms to wrap around you and say it’s okay. You’re not useless or worthless. You’re not an object or disposable.

Little known fact about Iron Warriors. You will cuddle anyone but your own legion. You’re so touch starved and refuse to ask for it due to how the chapter is. Cuddling your brothers? Revolting. Your Primarch won’t do it. Cold and refusing to show any weakness. But the minute any other traitor Astartes wants to start a pile or even a daemon or cultist request a hug, you’re there. You will not say anything and you’re definitely not saying no. You will just join in. If you see a cuddle pile you won’t ask, you’re suddenly in the middle. Emperor’s Children tend to like Iron Warrior’s for this reason. Might as well write “Free Hugs” on the back of their armor.

Newly joined Blood Angels feeling the psychic wound of their genefathers death. The looming of the red thirst and the chance of falling to the black rage. Their new brothers hold them in a large mass. Safe and warm to let them know that they’re not alone. They all feel the pain. They all mourn their father and fallen brethren. They all share it. So they share their hugs and affection.

Black Templars having massive sermons where the chaplain gets emotional and they all hold one another as they recite prayers. Hold each other up. Being strong like Dorn. Their Primarch isn’t here but they are here for each other.

Night Lords will cram themselves into dark and tight places to hide, entangled in each other’s arms. Their Primarch was mad and didn’t care for them. They have to care for each other. Everything they do is vile and violent. Except for this. Ever so gentle touches, protective embraces, the most tender of running hands through hair, gentle head butting. They are one of the most affectionate legions but only with each other. Silent as they relish in each other’s deep rooted sadness and hatred for themselves and solace of being with one another.

Lorgar finally has a moment of silence as the word bearers are escorted away from Monarchia by the Ultramarines. The emperor’s wrath had been fierce. He ends up dropping to his knees and pulling his closest son into an embrace. The others around him move forward without thinking. He pulls so many into his arms, has them laying their heads on his shoulders and back. Pressing their cheeks and foreheads to his own as he cries prayers he wrote. They were innocent! Loyal to him! He had done this for him! All that work! It was a gift! A tribute! He just burned it away! Killed them all. Rejected it. He’s in so much pain and anger but having his sons close eases it a bit.

Magnus clings to his sons. They don’t react as dust swirls within the armor. Foolish stupid Ahriman. He had managed to save the remaining few and bring them into the warp. Relieved that they all weren’t dead. This seemed worse though. He presses a kiss to the top of one’s helmet, praying that there’s some bit of conscious in there. Those that were unaffected are huddled behind him as his new wings caress them.

He wasn’t very affectionate. Mortarion had grown up shying away from it and he rarely indulged in cuddle piles. But after so many had died from horrid plagues and sicknesses, he had to pledge himself to Nurgle. It didn’t matter though. His sons were saved and himself. He had sat himself on the ground and big then to come forth. Some were nuzzled into his side, a few rested their heads on his torso. He was surrounded by his sons. Safe. He didn’t care what it had taken or what would happen next.

Do I draw battleship Bismarck as a hot anime girl because Germans traditionally use feminine pronouns for their ships and I don't care what Nazis say?

Or do I draw Bismarck as a hot anime boy so I can draw toxic yaoi between him and French battleship Richelieu?

I have things I want art of that I am a mix of unwilling and unable to pay someone else to do, so I do it myself.

Be honest, how on earth do you get into the mindset of doing art for fun and self-expression instead of doing art that you think others will like to make money

Ironic that a book about women writers and feminism starts its chapter on science fiction by ignoring the presence of a very important woman writer.

I mean, my read of Guilty Gear (which mainly comes from the wiki) is that Bridget is basically Cis+ (or an AFAB transfem). She reads as the second scenario to me.

It was kind of brought on by discussions of Bridget, and it's kind of supposed to be bringing problematic thoughts to mind. The "boy forced to live as a girl" troupe is kind of common with femboy characters, and it sparks a lot of argument, which tends to reduce people to their genitals.

Thought Experiment: Gender is complicated

Take a baby with one gendered set of genitalia (ISO standard male or ISO standard female, either one works), and raise them as the opposite gender. (e.g. raise the ISO standard male as a girl or the ISO standard female as a boy)

If they grow up and never question the gender you assigned them (they may question why they are different from other kids, but won't think about if they are the other gender any more than an average cis person would), are they trans?

If they grow up, wonder for a time if they are the opposite gender, but ultimately conclude that the gender you raised them as is correct, are they trans?

If they grow up, wonder for the time if they are the opposite gender, and ultimately conclude that they are the other gender, are they trans?

I'm not writing this with an intended "correct answer" in mind; I'm not entirely sure myself. Being cis (and not raised as a different gender like the person in the thought experiment), I'm not sure if I'm the right person to give the correct answer. I just want to share something I've been thinking about.

I think I know what my answer is, but I'm not going to claim it's the single correct answer.

The second-longest work I have read was a fanfic, and that one isn't even finished. Only The Expanse was longer, and that's all the books combined.

fanfic writers are so fucking awesome man. they write novel length fics that are sometimes even better than some published bestselling books written by professional writers. like fanfic writers are professional writers to me and they gift us their masterpieces for free. they give us something we can look forward to after a long day. something from which we can seek comfort when life is hard. something that can be our own little getaway. in a world of capitalism, despite everything, they give us all of these for free. like holy fuck. shout out to every fanfic writer. I wish all fanfic writers a very ‘I love you with all my heart and soul. I thank you from the bottom of my heart’

Actually, even more wild is the number of TERFs looking at this post and thinking "This post agrees with me". I am literally asking for a space where people respect other peoples' gender identities. A person who defines their political stance on how they don't respect certain people's genders is not welcome in such a place.

Call it queer infighting, but I feel like a safe space for GNC people should not have people who insist that being GNC is a pipeline to being trans.