Neil Gaiman Has Been Accused Of Sexually Assaulting Six Different People, Can You Please Not Use His

Neil Gaiman has been accused of sexually assaulting six different people, can you please not use his tag, which is being used to discuss updates on his victims, to post about how excited you are to watch his show

I am SO sorry. I will remove that tag from my post right away. I do not condone this kind of behaviour

Thank you for warning me about it, i should’ve done my research.

Hell yeaaaah i’ve been shipping them since book 1 !!!

She did kiss her mom’s uncle’s son but that doesn’t matter some greek gods have done worse

(Looking at you, Zeus.)

Just with this i can sense so much trouble brewing. Aphrodite is known to be pretty petty, so she’d probably make sure to mess up every mortal romance to make the underworld have even more living people than dead souls.

Tired of love stricken mortals making up a sizable chunk of the underworld’s traffic, Hades decides to help mortals with their love problems before Aphrodite can answer them. It turns out that mortals are a lot more satisfied with Hades’ help than with Aphrodite’s.

The other day me and my grandparents were watching a documentary about the Illiad, made by the Louvre. It tells the story with art, and sometimes with crappy animation.

Anyway, at some point they talked about how Achilles and Patroclus share a tent, and showed an animated scene of the visit of Odysseus and co. to their tent.

There. Was. Only. One. Bed

Having read TSOA, i asked my grandfather, “hey, why’s there only one bed ?”

He smirked and replied with “why do you think?”

And casually mentioned later that ancient greeks were pretty GayTM.

I’ve also been listening to songs by Rufus Wainwright , on recommendation from my grandfather. In Going To A Town, Rufus sings “Do you really think you go to hell for having loved?”

And ofc that triggered my gaydar so i looked him up, and, surprise surprise, he’s married to Jörn Weisbrodt (a guy).

So with all of this in mind, i think my grandpa has a highly functional gaydar and is using it to recommend music and stuff to me.

Apollo:

This bitch (armor) empty (it contains Patroclus)

Y E E T

(off the wall)

I got an idea

But this stayed in my drafts for too long

I dropped my idea

And it fell face down on the floor

It sighed

It’s disappointed.

Help me

Write a dramatic poem about the seething depressing feeling of having your covered toast fall butter side down.