#& ive come to the conclusion that

[boygirlctommy]

YOU !!!

the inexplicable harness originated as a BACKPACK!!! this was made by the same person who made wilburs pogtopia skin so im pretty confident in saying that THIS is where it came from

[mewtwoandme]

;>

[civetcider]

almost forgot to post my new lil sona!! she's a dog that likes monkeys a normal amount just like me

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

come get yer Laughin'stock! get it hot off the press! free Laughin'stock right here!

[kvtnisseverdeen]

succession | 1.01 "celebration" you know, i know that you've read a lot of books about business management and this and that, but you know what? sometimes, it is a big dick competition.

[briarpatch-kids]

Friendly reminder that medical transition isn't a requirement to be trans. There's plenty of reasons someone might not pursue medical transition: disability, discriminatory laws, personal preference, etc. Your gender is still your own to decide whether you take hormones or not.

[creekfiend]

me in every streaming app that suggests music for you for the last FIFTEEN YEARS, brandishing banishing herbs and waving them wildly at the algorithm as it tells me that it thinks I would really like to hear the shins right now

I DONT EVEN HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THE SHINS I JUST DONT CARE FOR THEM ESPECIALLY AND AT THIS POINT IT FEELS LIKE THEYRE CHASING ME

[pettrichore]

look im probably late to the party since i only recently got REALLY into gravity falls BUT ive been thinking about stan and ford and how ford is the one who ruined both of their lives, not stan. yeah yeah i know all the stuff with his science fair project but really him not getting into west coast tech like… had no real impact on his life.

now what DID have an impact was turning stan away. they NEED each other. obviously they can survive without the other but things clearly went to shit for both of them. ford’s life Seems amazing but by not having stan there to ground him and pull his head out of his own ass (like mabel does to dipper) ford went over the deep end and got into some crazy shit.

and i dont think i have to explain why stan’s life was shit after being disowned by his entire family lol. but yeah ford fucked them both over by turning stan away

[lunarmoves]

Slcbsks its okay no worries I just wanted to know if there was a fic of it!! I’ve read your other works and gosh darn it they are so good!! Omg embarrassing that I also got the name of the bleeding wires au wrong km😭

Anyway, I hope you’re having a ✨fantastic✨ day!! I hope there will be another part to the drabble!! I wanna know what happens after ✨the kiss✨😩🤌

dw about getting the name wrong, ‘bloodied’ is basically the same as ‘bleeding’ LMAO. also thank you for reading my other works!! it means a lot that you enjoy them so much 💞💞 do u have a particular fav :3 (other than bleeding wires LOL)

im assuming youre talking about that suggestive obedience drabble that ended w a kiss. i wasn’t planning on writing a direct continuation for it tbh LMAO. buttttttt okay ill let you in on a secret on how i imagine it to go since ur so nice <3

sun kisses you and it’s like the entire world freezes. you don’t know how to react—don’t know how to process anything of what you’re feeling. the frigidity of the room along your bare skin. the way his hand grips at your side squeezing squeezing squeezing. the intensity with which he presses the lines of his static smile against your mouth.

it—you recognize faintly—is a bit like pressing your lips against a wall. immovable. there is no motion, no push and pull, give and take. there is only him, him him him. pressing down onto you. holding you. letting you feel the gentle vibrations in his chassis, the almost violent whirring of his fans. you feel like you’ve been coated in static, numb and distantly tingly. you have to suppress a shiver.

and beyond the buzzing emptiness of your brain, the shock and surprise of what is now happening—it clicks that sun is kissing you.

the same sun who makes jabs at humanity more often than is comfortable. who criticizes you from time or time or gives you backhanded compliments. who bothers you even if you don’t feel like talking. who tells you about all the nitty gritty thoughts he has. who looks down at all that you are and doesn’t really see you, you think, past your blood and flesh and bones. who has never shown an ounce of interest in you in this manner.

(you don’t realize that he has been showing interest, all this time. he just never realized it himself, never quite processed that certain actions he has taken is his way of showing he actually… likes you. more so than others.

and you were just too unused to his quirks and particulars to be able to properly read him.)

and you are so, so confused.

you’d just wanted to poke back at him, for his stupid experiment he said he was conducting. that’s what you tell yourself—incessantly in your mind, repeating it over and over until it seems less like a lie. you wanted to see if there was anything past that complex he wears like some kind of thick skin. you never.... you never imagined things would come to this. you are afraid of what it means, deep down.

and so, you reach your hands up to his chassis, and give him a gentle push back.

it's like he has to tear himself away, staring down at you with pupils that have dilated so much, it's like there are full moons in his eyes. your gaze flicks across his faceplate, analyzing.

"sun," you say quietly, your lips numb. that's all it takes.

he steps back—abrupt and sharp—the rays along his faceplate twitching and stuttering. his hand snaps away from your side like it has been burned, and you can see the way his gaze darts about. like he is a cornered animal, confused and startled.

"friend, i—" he starts, then forcefully stops. his hand clutches at the front of his chassis for a moment, scrambling for something you're not sure he has. he shakes his head, minute, then turns his back to you.

"your shift is over," he says, oddly stilted. something sinks, deep within your chest. "put your clothes back on and get out."

and then he leaves. you can only stand there, getting steadily colder and colder, your heart a jumbled mess.

[chrisbangs]

[bitchfitch]

(based on this art)

I'm still Really undecided on how big they are in relation to eachother. but what I have decided is that Miro cuddles exactly like two constrictors and a large bird would.

[dareduffie]

overhated female main characters who are products of their environment and are blamed for every conflict in their story because for some reason an extreme lack of media literacy has become the cool and interesting thing to do

[snarky-gourmet]

[deoidesign]

I can't wait for this to come back!!! >>> when is this coming back?

[good-beansdraws]

Mutual left this tag on one of my Fuuta analyses and yeah...

Part two of "Fuuta’s central theme is invasion of privacy and he has extreme anxiety over being watched, so it's interesting that we get to pick him apart and see all his worst, most private thoughts" :(

[road-untraveled]

I dont know if this will reach anyone who can give me some insight but I am, undoubtedly, being courted by Hermes.

I know in a lot of pagan and Hellenistic circles, this kind of thing is viewed negatively. Trust me, I have been going through an uphill battle of discerning whether or not this is me projecting or if it's legit. Given my attitude and hesitations, along with A LOT of confirmations, this is in fact happening.

Tirelessly, I have been trying to research and dig for any other experiences specifically around Hermes but there's so very little out there. If I'm being honest, it makes me want to tear my hair out lol

I can't help but think that this his way of telling me that the way we define our relationship and build it, is our own. That I shouldn't be comparing to others but for me, I want to devour every bit of information I can get my hands on. And I have some inklings why some people don't come forth to talk about their experiences, it literally sounds insane. Trust me, I have checked that I am mentally sound and not in any psychosis. This is actually the healthiest I've have felt in a while.

Yet, I'm perplexed by the lack of people who find themselves in romantic throes with the likes of Hermes. Other gods seem to have amassed larger groups and with it, comes that information and a buzz of shared experiences.

I can't help but wonder if he's more selective about who he offers this path to. Either way, I'm screaming into a pillow