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#well said anon!
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I like to try to remember that labels are there to fit our experience and not the other way around, so it's easier to shift and change to what I feel, but right now I just use queer as a sort of all-encompassing word (including my sexuality, gender, and romantic orientation) but I am still trying to figure out what I feel like inside it.
absolutely!
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laf-outloud · 5 months
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I’m sorry I’m just baffled how a guy choosing to stick to a more intimate con circuit is doing it for ego reasons. Then you try to say it might limit his career. Well which is it? Does he want a huge career cos he has an ego or does he just like where he’s at? Which is it?
Anon you're conflating two things that we were not. Sticking to CE cons for ego wasn't about his career, it was about how he's treated at CE cons vs larger cons. He is top dog at CE, he gets, like was already mentioned, his own green room, the schedule he wants, etc. He gets to basically run the show to an extent. At larger cons he is just another guest, no matter how popular he is.
The possibility that it could limit his career is separate from his ego making him stick with CE. He might not see it as limiting so our speculation has nothing to do with why Jensen does what he does.
He can have an ego that BOTH causes him to stay with CE AND make him want a big career, those aren't mutually exclusive. He can want a big career and also like how he gets treated at smaller CE cons., its reductive to try and make things so black and white just so you can vent your anger about seeing something on a blog that is clearly not for you.
Thank you! This is exactly what I was trying to get across! I love my anons who can explain the things in my head much clearer than I can!
And also yes, if people get mad and defensive about my opinions, perhaps they should first, consider why they're getting so defensive since nothing we say has any effect on these actors or the fandom at large (unless they're secretly worried that we're right and that some people may reconsider stanning their fav because of it), and second, block and move on.
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Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡
#may 31th anon#hello friends!! (。’▽’。)♡ how are you!! I missed you so much!#I'm sorry that once again i have not been posting but I did that thing again where I got scared of posting#I do not know why but it is the same with physical paper diarys#I have 3 diarys and they all have 1 entry#I think one just says 'I am ten'#what have you been up to!! did you do something fun? is it summer too where you live? c:#my tumblr messages seem to be broken! I'm sorry if you wrote something :C it just says 'no new messages' despite also saying new messages#not a lot has happened here! I got a tomato plant and then I got very invested into the tomato plant and I have eaten three tomatos so far (#my roses are also doing well!! I just got a new yellow rose and since she got here she only made orange flowers#I do not know the meaning of that#but I am very thankful! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ I love it when things are orange!!#I've been trying to buy an orange shirt for the past 2 weeks but they always sell out before I get to them#I'm also thinking about buying a jean jacket#I have not worn a jean jacket for at least 15 years because one time in 7th grade  tthe girl behind me said#that I was wearing a cool jean jacket and I just assumed that this was bullying for no actual reason#but maybe she just thought that it was an acutal cool jean jacket#we'll soon have out 10 year school reunion#maybe I should ask her#is anyone else going to a secret Sherlock phase again#I just want to see that silly little hat again#would sherlock holmes wear a jean jacket#have a nice day everyone!!#see you soon hopefully!!#♡^▽^♡
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guinevereslancelot · 3 months
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what was with cameron house md she spends 90% of the episode saying she wants their patient to die bc he's a genocidal dictator and her colleague husband says "babe it bothers me for ethical reasons that you want our patient to die :(" and she said "hm maybe you're right :/" but when it comes down to it the genocidal dictator lays a finger on her in an aggressive manner and chase instantly commits medical malpractice to murder the guy and then when he tells her she LEAVES HIM bc boo hoo he's a murderer now like GIRL he killed a man for you!!! he's wracked with catholic guilt!!! he's being crushed beneath the weight of his sins because he chose his devotion to you over his devotion to god!!! he literally could not get any sexier at this moment in time!!!
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inkly-heart · 13 days
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please don’t be sad little sprout, you are loved 🌱 🖤
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willowser · 1 year
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you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹
as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.
he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.
almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.
you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.
it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.
— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —
the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.
you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.
the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.
a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.
you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.
bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.
"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"
things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.
"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.
you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.
the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.
"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"
but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.
if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.
regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.
"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."
all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.
he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.
curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.
they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.
"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"
bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.
you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.
beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.
you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.
your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.
suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.
bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.
"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.
it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.
and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.
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hrokkall · 4 months
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really really nervous at sending this but maybe V1 x V2?
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Actually I'll do you one better. Here's a V4V piece I did for an art exchange in a discord server that I just... never posted here.
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stuckinapril · 2 months
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am i being dramatic for making sure that every blog i follow is pro palestine? like even sending asks to check?
No, not dramatic at all! In fact I think there needs to be more pressure on blogs to spread news and fundraisers about Palestine, especially if they’re on the bigger end. This is my stance and I stand by it. Anyone who’s being completely silent—especially anyone on here with a platform—is showing a gross lack of disregard for human life. You don’t get to “this is my blog and I post what I want on it” your way out of a genocide. This is an aggressive stance because it needs to be.
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oifaaa · 2 years
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Curious
Wonder Woman protege Jason?
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I think she'd have to outrun Bruce but it's do able
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wildpeachfarm · 2 months
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I think the thing that side of the aisle truly doesn't realize is that everytime they bring up some petty grievance with DREAM instead of sticking to supporting caiti about GEORGE just proves George's first response correct about their hatred of Dream. Now that they presented that and the people looking from the outside see that everyone now knows what's going on here. I've seen a bunch of commentary channels talking about how there's a certain divide and the fact all these dumbass ccs are still trying to make this about Dream is only going to prove to the people outside of this that this about their hateboner for Dteam, and not about caiti.
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buwheal · 6 days
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I try so hard to be nice. Seeing spamton so distressed makes me feel awful. I wanna reach through his screen, give him a hug and tell him it’ll be okay. But I’m nothing but a letter to him. Words on a screen he can easily ignore.
I want him to be happy, I want to whisk away every single bad ask and wrap spamton up in a blanket and give him the warmth and love he deserves. I really, really wish I could.
I suppose for now sending this will do. Thank you for the amazing stories, bu ❤️‍🩹 you’ve genuinely broken my heart for this poor man, I cannot wait to see more
But he hasn't. He doesn't ignore what you guys say. He really really cares about what you say, in fact. Easily ignorable, but he is paying attention. Anyways, thanks :-)
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httpiastri · 22 days
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paul in the interview on his story 🥹 biggest pookie ever and,,,,,, i maybe wanna kiss his cheeks also but just a little, definitely not in a weird way
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i present to you, paul aron: king of being the cutest man in the world while also being insanely handsome
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myfairkatiecat · 7 days
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I didn't realize people viewed you as a kotlc celebrity
ME NEITHER
Trust me anon. Nobody is more surprised by that sentiment than me
I literally just stopped lurking and started actually posting four months ago I can’t be a keepblr celebrity!!
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slashthrashandcrash · 2 months
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I think I remember you saying something about baby!Legion to the effect of Frank being the clingiest, and honestly I can see him having the same separation anxiety as that one kid who cried for an hour straight every single time they were dropped off at daycare...except instead of daycare, it's a trial.
Worry not! Ghostface is actually present in all the trials with baby!Legion, so no one has to worry about losing their hearing from any ensuing tantrum--
Danny doesn't even do anything most of the time he's being forced to babysit, he'll just lean on a generator (not actually intervening when someone tries to fix it, maybe make a bit of small talk while he's at it) or something and take a few pictures of the kiddos and occasionally smoke. He's only there because they're too small to reach the hooks for a sacrifice, or he'll trip an injured survivor if they're too fast for their little legs to keep up with so they can descend on them like a pack of wild dogs for a mori :3c
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deoidesign · 2 months
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i just realized theyre named adam and steve. i need to go to bed
My dad is a pastor and I named them during church, fun fact
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desperate-baitmeat · 4 months
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Stressed out sexually unsatisfied man with tightly held anger issues to work through 🤝 girl who leaves her front door and bedroom windows unlocked and sleeps naked
top tier match up
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