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xodahafez · 6 months
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ok hypothetically speaking if tom riddle was a stripper in the wizarding world, what would his stripper name be???
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theslowesthnery · 5 months
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magpie-come-east:
Fandom Having the dichotomy of Morgott=good and Mohg = bad does such a. Disservice to both characters. Morgott is noble but he’s also cruel and angry. He hurts himself and all the world by clinging to the corpse of the Order. Mohg is ‘villainous’ but he’s just as traumatized. He didn’t wake up one day and choose to kidnap his half brother for kicks. It is frustrating
yeah, people have such simplistic, black-and-white views of these characters that i just hrhrhhjfgg it gets me so frustrated. like people just collectively decided that morgott is Good™ and therefore only has good qualities and can do no wrong and has never done any wrong, while mohg is Bad™ and therefore only has bad qualities and is completely incapable of anything good. meanwhile morgott hates his own omen-ness so much that he's wasting his life to uphold an oppressive religious order that hates him and would rather see him dead and that has done nothing but mistreat both him and his brother from their births, and people think that's noble and good?? he's not doing "the right thing" any more than mohg is, he's not some based gigachad, nor is he a poor uwu baby, he's a pathetic, traumatized, self-hating old man. and personally that's what i like about him, that's what makes him interesting! so yes, i completely agree, these "morgott = 100% good, mohg = 100% bad" interpretations are as much a disservice to morgott as to mohg.
(also, people automatically think that mohg is the one who is to blame for his and morgott's probably bad relationship, when morgott's hatred of omens is so bad that it probably affected how he treated mohg as well? and that mohg is probably the one who left morgott and the golden order and he's bad and traitorous for that, when he was never under any obligation to defend the order that mistreated him so badly in the first place?)
(and also also, that people are unwilling to think of any other resolution to the mohg problem besides his death. despite all the compassion and understanding that morgott gets because of his trauma, none of that is afforded to mohg - in fact, in mohg's case his trauma is clearly seen as just an excuse and not the actual reason for why he is the way he is and does the things he does, no, that's just because he was born Teh Evilz - and the only thing to be done is to put him down. he can't be helped, he can't be healed, he can't be given a second chance, no, he just needs to be killed)
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battle against the snow queen
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james-p-sullivan · 1 year
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lt-catbolt · 10 months
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one man's Just a Man is another man's Survive
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dysphorie-draws · 2 years
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As promised...
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evansbby · 1 year
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Stevie, would you ask your omega to pose for (naked👀) while you sketch her?
Why would I sketch her??? I don’t sketch because sketching is for pussies!
—Steve🏈💪
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gaogaigoatgrrl · 4 months
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i think maybe the one thing that's shaped me more than anything else is my contradictory feelings about my father
in a lot of ways, i'm really uncannily similar to him. you know, if he wasn't a liar. and transitioned. in all honestly i'm practically a clone aside from those two details
and like, i've been aware of this for a while and i've been really torn up about it, because i don't wanna be like him
to me, two things are more important than anything else:
the most important thing is to hate my father.
the most important thing is not to hate my father.
those two impulses have been warring inside me since i was four years old, and i don't think either of them have won. significant parts of my psyche were constructed specifically to facilitate avoiding feeling anger or hatred toward him for leaving me and my mother.
i think this is the reason i'm so similar to him
i think this is my way of having my cake and eating it
i've made myself into a replica, a substitute, an effigy. i think this is why i hate myself so much, why i always have. i already knew i hated myself to avoid hating him, to displace the blame for my abandonment. but do you see? if i'm just like him, i can hate him without hating him. i can satisfy both imperatives at once
maybe this is why i can't make a choice about my identity to save my life, why i can't be certain about any part of who i am. on a foundational level, my "self" is built on superposition of opposites. every coin i flip lands on its edge because the first one did.
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nasiens-mother · 6 months
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imagine being a homosexual
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yourelosingains · 1 year
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i needed an excuse to edit with conan gray music 
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ricoka · 7 months
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god I really have to further and more deeply work on my relationship with posting art because I genuinely considered posting something unfinished today because the notes are dying down
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thegrimreepurr · 1 year
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nontrivialproof · 1 year
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Category 5 divorce moment happening in my family rn
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speedane · 2 years
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How I use the trial Abigail in this event
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9ragonmew · 1 year
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Oh BTW they finally got back to them about the ASM position and he got the job!!!!!!!! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و
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darcymariaphoster · 2 years
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Supernatural
Relationship: Sweden/Norway
Word Count: 3709
It’s dark outside, and none of the lights are working inside. Berwald grumbles as he pulls his phone out of his back pocket and turns on the flashlight app. Three nights, that’s all he has to stay here for and he wins the bet. Like hell he’s going to lose to Mathias. It’s just a house, and there are only rumors. That’s it.
“Yeah, I thought we already knew that the electricity was out here,” Mathias reminds him, standing on the front porch with his arms crossed smugly. “Change your mind yet?”
“Nope,” he answers before shutting the front door in Mathias’s face. “See you in a few days.” Three, to be exact. But he doesn’t need Mathias to know that he’s counting down. He’ll need to conserve the power on his phone, so he sets his backpack down and shuffles through it for an actual flashlight. He knows he packed at least two and some extra batteries…
Something crashes in the room to his right and he starts slightly, spinning to shine his light into the space. Empty. He picks up his bag again so he won’t lose it and peeks into the room. He doesn’t see where the sound would have come from. It’s an old house, he decides, and goes back to finding his flashlight.
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