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#i am going to be insufferable and i'm sorry
khaotunqs · 1 month
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so lemme see if i have this right
firstkhao and joongdunk--the couples that kiss like theyre each others oxygen--in fucking TAMING OF THE SHREW?????? WITH GUNS???????!?!?!??!!?
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There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes Station to Station, David Bowie
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crookedandcorupt · 5 months
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I've seen people talk about how ASPD is hard to mask, but does anyone else have an incredibly hard time unmasking? I've been raised with people who are EXTREMELY sensitive to any small show of negative emotion or slight, to the point of not even being allowed to make discontented facial expressions, and it's made it hard to turn off "nice" mode when talking to basically anyone, even if I know they're also low empathy and don't give a shit. It has always been a tight control over myself or unbearable punishment. Sometimes it's giving absolutely no emotional response, facial expression, just nothing at all, in exhaustion.
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queer-reader-07 · 4 months
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i lost the original post but i would once again like to say that it is some kind of cruel joke that i am spending my nights studying for a calculus exam and doing chemistry homework when i could be reading good omens fanfic
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thespianwordnerd · 10 months
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I apologise in advance for the person I will become after I watch the SNW musical episode. I can die happy then.
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dandyshucks · 3 months
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blinks tiredly. i decide "hm maybe i should try to expand my circle and step outside of it a little, lets go look at the main community tags" and im just greeted with a bunch of edgelords who think saying "fiction doesn't affect reality, don't like don't read" is peak activism and "fighting censorship". head in my hands. this is partially why i do not ever go into the community tags, my nervous system cannot handle blocking fifty weirdos every single day just so i can have a normal experience in the community tags hfdsjkl
#I HAVE SO MANY PEOPLE BLOCKED ALREADY. i am TRYING to curate my experience 😭😭😭#and i have so many tags blacklisted fjdsjkl like. so many. every single variation of tag to do with those chuckleheads#which helps avoid them a lot of the time tbh bc it'll flag posts that ppl rb if the original post was tagged w any of those#so i can avoid rbing posts that have chuckleheads as the op most of the time#i also usually double check OP's blog before i rb stuff now bc man this place is rife with these weirdos#ANYWAYS. yes i want to try to engage w the community but i do not think i can handle it if theres gonna be so many edgelords jkdslfl#the only way i follow new ppl now is when yall do promo hour and i sometimes see a new face pop up fdsjkl#every now and then i have energy to try to engage with new ppl but its so difficult when so many ppl are such insufferable edgelords !!!!#''im the nasty pr-sh-pper your parents warned you about 😎'' cool man you sound like the most insufferably obnoxious person ever. :/#''if you like CENSORSHIP-'' i am hitting block immediately bc u have a fundamental misunderstanding of what censorship actually is 👍#I'M TIREDDDD WHY ARE PEOPLE SO DUMB ABOUT THIS STUFF. ''fiction doesn't affect reality'' I GUESS PROPAGANDA DOESNT EXIST THEN ????#what a strange world they live in honestly. they dont understand how stories have served humans since the dawn of time. sighing loudly.#vent //#SORRY FOR THIS ONE IM JUST. ARGH. ppl talk abt encouraging community but i think maybe im not cut out for community#i want desperately to partake but i cannot handle it if it means dealing w all these bozos#it frustrates me to no end fdhsjkl and it upsets me so much and i wish i could deal w it better but. my nervous system is broken fdsjkl#i will try to expand my circle every now and then but i cannot do it often bc of this 😭 im not going to give up entirely though fdsjkl#(also this is partially why i dont tag my posts w community tags anymore bc i am just. so scared of these freaks getting their hands on it)#(the most i'll do is s.afeship or variations every now n then bc supposedly they're not in those tags fdsjkl)#delete later#dandyshucks
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sleepyandconfused · 4 months
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back to blocking anything tagged t*ylor s*ift on here because everything I'm learning and seeing about her is being done so against my will
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stackslip · 1 year
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if the csm 115 and 116 leaks are real then i’m sorry in advance for the person i’m going to become in exactly one week and twelve hours
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if-loki-was-a-fox · 5 months
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What if I just. Made Grain and Mumbo fanchildren
I don't even ship them romantically or anything. I just think they should raise a child together
It would be funny. And cute
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musical-chick-13 · 24 days
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............I think my criticisms of the Barbie movie are. Not the average person's criticisms of the Barbie movie.
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potatoesandsunshine · 8 months
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had the longest day in the world... and tomorrow is gonna be longer........
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kinmokian · 5 months
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i feel like it should be fairly obvious by this point, what with a) my blog being around since 2017, b) the character the blog is for, and c) it being literally in my pinned, but i think it's worth repeating:
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i am not spoiler-free. this applies to crystal as well.
seiya/fighter is from the final arc, and i've always been primarily manga-based with musical influences, which ultimately extends to crystal and the cosmos movies. as such, there are spoilers everywhere on my blog and they are untagged. there's literally no point in me tagging them because of this being a starlight blog.
just something to keep in mind!
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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year
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The Pathways Novel is the holy grail of young Tuvok characterization because I can just sense so clearly through the page how insufferable he would be to talk to
#and let me tell you? insufferable IS affectionate with a million hearts drawn around it#A girl confessed her love to him and he basically grabbed her by the shoulders and said Sophie....please get ahold of yourself!#Remember WWJD!! and she has to be like '.....y e ah ok. yeah. sorry.' and then they parted ways forever#Tuvok at the monastery observing the other initiates like I'm the only one who /really/ gets what we're going for here but who am I to judge#I think the line is something like 'Tuvok despised what he thought to be the partaking in unncessary luxuries but he trusted that the elders#knew best'#I think Tuvok's life is just going through different particular types of Difficult-To-Talk-To#crybaby kid to know it all teen to wannabe priest to holier than thou initiate to when-I-was-your-age dad#then he FINALLY started chilling the hell out#AH I keep saying 'monastery' its a temple#I love Tuvok him being earnestly annoyed by others has fine-wined into dry remarks while definitely NOT rolling his eyes#Tuvok cares SO much is the thing. <3 guy who is full of not-love#Guy who makes terrible horrendous first impressions but then eventually worms his way into your heart (VERY unintentionally hes NOT trying)#It'd be funny if everyone liked T'Pel right away in contrast hehe...<3#Tuvok's parents' characterizations in that book are NOT canon to me though#also there's a funny moment where Tuvok is complaining about how their sons are (in his opinion) not disciplined enough#and when he looks to T'Pel for her opinion she's just fallen asleep#and he considers waking her up despite the fact that she JUST gave birth before going hmm.....better not.#Wise Choice Friend HEHEHEH....g od...dumbass <3
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ragdoll127-ffxiv · 10 months
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WolGraha Week 2023 - Day 1: ~First Kiss~
If one were to ask the Warrior of Light when his first kiss was with his current partner, he would answer quickly and without hesitation.
"Ishgard," he replies, "a few weeks after we returned from Ultima Thule."
His partner, however, is not so quick to answer, and in fact looks to be dodging the attention of the other man.
"It was Ishgard," R'alma repeats, though he sounds like he is losing confidence in his answer.
"Amity, actually," G'raha corrects, so quietly he can barely be heard.
"No. No, it couldn't have been." R'alma is shaking his head now, and looking thoroughly confused. “I’d have remembered,” he adds in a small voice.
And G’raha only scratches awkwardly at his cheek as a small blush dusts his nose. “Well, ah…” he stutters after a moment. “After the talos was completed, the town was in rather high spirits, what with the final battle so close in reach. And besides the spirits flowing in the tavern, the atmosphere itself was rather intoxicating.”
“I wasn’t that drunk that night,” R’alma pouts, crossing his arms. “I remember the celebration vividly.”
“Yes, of course,” G’raha concedes. “But what you do not seem to remember is how late you remained awake. I made every effort to persuade you to get some rest, but you were near delirious with nerves and insomnia. And you…”
It comes back to him now – fuzzy, half-conscious memories of stumbling through the town at an hour that should have been dark. Falling into the shadowy robed figure. Being helped up by half-crystallized hands…
The anxiety that plagued her made it impossible to sleep, despite how tired she was. Not to mention the blinding Light. She had just got used to sleeping in the dark again back at the Crystarium. And so she stumbled aimlessly through the silent village, searching for gods knew what.
And then there he was, looming before her, casting a blissful shadow over her form. She lost her footing in her daze, the sudden appearance of him sending her into a stumble. Her body never hit the ground, for he caught her in his arms.
One crystal hand brushed against her horn as he righted her.
“R’alma!” he exclaimed, holding her steady by the shoulders. “You should not be about at this hour, you need your rest!”
“Couldn’t sleep,” she muttered, blinking at him blearily. “Too bright.”
There was a buzzing in her head that she knew could not have been from the festive gathering several hours before. She could feel it – droning, humming, sloshing around inside of her like a barely contained tide, constantly threatening to spill out.
She knew the odds were poor of her being able to take on any more of it.
But still, he asked more of her.
And she would do whatever he asked.
“There’s a good chance I don’t make it back tomorrow,” she drawled, stepping forward to lean into his touch. “And if that happens, I don’t want to leave anything unsaid.”
In the brief moment hanging between them, he breathed her name. And she couldn’t be sure, but she swore he left off her tribal mark. The buzzing in her ears was too loud, but it made her smile nonetheless.
And before another second could slip away, she pressed forward until her mouth was on his. It was soft and plush beneath her lips, tasting of whatever tea Dulia had given him to return his strength earlier. And the Light burned in her throat, pushing and rising and threatening to rush out and take him. But she bit down, pushing it back so it would not consume him like it had her.
He stood in silent shock for a moment, unsure how to respond. When she did not pull away, however, he wrapped his arms around her and pressed her to him, returning the kiss with a fervor. He seemed to her like a man lost to sea grasping at a lifeline, so desperately did he deepen it.
When at last they broke apart, her panting for breath and he clenching his jaw in restraint, her luminous eyes sought for his in the shadows of his cowl. “Forgive me, my Lord Exarch,” she gasped. “I fear I may be falling for the charms of your mysterious persona.”
“Alma…”
And there it was again. Her name – her given name alone – breathed into the space between them like a lover’s whisper. Heavy and dripping with a desperation she couldn’t begin to understand.
“But that was unfair of me,” she said reluctantly, pulling herself away. “After all, as I said, I may be walking to my death in the morning.”
“You will most certainly not… be walking to your death,” he murmured haltingly, collecting himself from the surprise of her assault. “Of that, I can… assure you with the utmost confidence.”
“Now please,” he added, as he turned her forcibly back toward the cabin in which she and her companions had been staying. “Please, you need your strength. Go and rest.”
And R’alma buries his face into his hands as the faded memory returns to him, groaning in mortified distress. “Oh gods, please tell me I didn’t actually… I thought that was a dream.”
With a small grin, G’raha moves to comfort him, gently stroking his drooping ears. “I am afraid not, love. So sure were you of your impending demise, I would deign to suggest that was a confession as well, were you not so agitated from exhaustion.”
“I was sick,” R’alma gripes, muffled still by his hands which have not left his flushed face. “Don’t ever let me talk when I’m sick. I clearly have no clue what I’m saying.”
And G’raha laughs as he presses a kiss to his partner’s head. “Try not to dwell on it, my star, ‘tis of no consequence. I myself was far too occupied with my own impending demise to be much bothered. And besides, we are here now, all things considered. And that is all that matters.”
R’alma grumbles, but he melts into the embrace all the same. And at any rate, the question has been answered.
Their first kiss was at Amity, on the eve of the attack on Mt. Gulg. Not in Ishgard.
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ratasum · 11 months
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Zojja coming back has me SO excited you have no idea that's my GIRL.
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trying to politely enforce boundaries with ppl who don't respect u and take everything very personally is literally SO PAINFUL LIKE
I JUST DOn'T WANT U TALKING ABOUT ME LIKE THAT. IT IS A. PERSONAL PREFERENCE. NOT AN INDICTMENT OF U OR A CRITICISM OF UR PERSON. JUST PLEASE STOP
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