#//im so normal about this

[churroach]

Full of Desires

[tiredcupofangry]

Their eyes.... the matching colours...!!!! 😭

[peanutseagle]

Yeah. so. episode three

[eridan-ampora]

i love it when characters are codependent. i love it when losing someone feels like losing a limb. i love it when two people "complete" each other so wholly and terribly that one can barely function without the other. i love it when the fear of losing the only person who understands them is so all-consuming they'll destroy anything to stay together, including themselves.

[stil-lindigo]

hobie motherfuckin' brown!!!!!!

[n0ahsferatu]

oh to hold you in my arms again, safe, warm, and alive 🩸

[nohrslittleflower]

Late afternoon sunlight illuminates the monastery grounds by the time he finds her. "Happy birthday, Elise," he says warmly, holding up a hand to prevent the inevitable hug that will surely follow. "Please, save your hugs until after you open your gift. I'd hate for it to get crushed."

Leo extends the wrapped box held carefully in his free hand. The selection of chocolates inside will be fine; it's the folio of sheet music also tucked away he's worried about. Tracking down completed compositions of famous violinists--of which there are alarmingly few--in Fódlan was time consuming, but well worth his effort.

"Alright, now you may attack me," he teases, arms open wide. Defenseless, only for his baby sister.

Leo’s hand comes up just in time to stop her mid-run, causing her to instead awkwardly skidding to a halt in front of him with a slightly confused and disappointed pout. Though the pout doesn’t last long, immediately disappearing at the word ‘gift’. As was probably expected.

She struggles for a moment, trying her best to open it carefully like a normal person rather than just tearing at it like usual. If crushing it is enough of a concern to mean no hug, it’s gotta be super fragile! She’d feel awful if she broke it. 

Her face lights up when she finally manages to defeat the packaging, only lighting up further when she actually sees what’s inside. “Oh my gosh, Leo! Where did you even find this?!” 

Elise squeals as she flips through page after page of music excitedly, already itching to run back to her room to practice. But first, hug! Infinitely more important. She takes a moment to make sure she sets the box down in a safe place where nothing will happen to it, before finally allowing herself to launch herself at her big brother.

“Thank you thank you THANK YOU! I’m gonna memorize all this as fast as I can! Then I’m gonna put on a HUUUGE concert for you, Camilla, Xander— everyone! It’s gonna be the best, promise!”

[oars]

[tasteslikezombie]

Ma said it's his turn with the slutty shorts

[driftsart]

[inkskinned]

the thing about some men is that they want you to remember, at all times, that you are underneath them. that with one word or look or "joke", you will stay beneath them. that even "exceptions" to the rule are not true exceptions - the commonly cited statistic that one in eight men believe they could win against serena williams.

women's gymnastics is often not seen as real gymnastics. whatever the fuck non-euclidian horrors rhythmic gymnasts are capable of, it's often tamped down as being not a sport. some of the most dominant athletes in the world are women. nobody watches women's soccer. despite years of dancing and being built like a fucking brick, men always assume they're faster and stronger than i am. you wouldn't like what happens when they are incorrect. once while drunk at a guy's house i won a held-plank challenge by a solid minute. the party was over after that - he became exceedingly violent.

what i mean is that you can be perfect, and they still think you're ... lacking, somehow. i hope you understand i'm trying to express a neutral statement when i say: taylor swift was the possibly the most patriarchy-palatable, straight-down-the-line woman we could churn out. she is white, conventionally attractive, usually pretty mild in personality. say what you will about her (and you should, she's a billionaire, she can handle it), but a few things seem to be true about her: 1. she can write a damn catchy song, and 2. the eras tour truly was a massive commercial success and was also genuinely an impressive feat of human athleticism and performance.

i don't know if she deserves the title of "woman of the year," i'm not debating that in this post. what i am saying is that she was named Woman of The Year, and then an untalented man got onstage at the golden globes and made fun of her for attending her boyfriend's football games. what i am saying is that this woman altered local economies - and her dating life is still being made into a "harmless" punchline. the camera panned, greedy, over to her downing a full glass of champagne. congratulations taylor! you are woman of the year! but you are a woman. even her.

fuck, man. write better material.

a guy gets onstage at a college graduation and despite the fact like half the crowd is made up of women, he spends a significant proportion of it warning these people - who spent possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars on their education - that they were lied to. that the "real" meaning of femininity is motherhood. that they shouldn't rest on the laurels of that education-they-paid-for but instead throw it away to kneel at a man's heel. imagine that. sweating in your godawful polyester gown (that you also had to pay for!), fresh out of 4 years of pushing yourself ever-harder: and some guy you've never met - who knows nothing about you - he reminds you this "win" is a pyrrhic one at best. you really shouldn't consider yourself that extraordinary. you're still a woman, even after years of study.

god forbid you are not a pretty woman, but if you are pretty, you must be dumb. god forbid you are not ablebodied or white or cis or straight or good at swallowing. you must be beneath a man, or else they are not a man. the equation for masculinity seems to just be: that which is not a woman or womanly (god forbid). anything "feminine" is thereby anathema. to engage in "feminine" things such as therapy, getting a hug from a friend, or crying - it is giving up ones manhood. therefore women need to be put in their place to ensure that masculinity is protected.

this is something i have struggled to explain to terfs - they are not doing the work of feminism, but rather the patriarchy. by asserting that women and men must be (on some secret level) oppositional and in conflict, they also assume that being a woman is akin to being another species. but bigotry does not stem from observational truths or clarity - that is what makes it bigotry. there was nothing in my childhood that made me fundamentally different from my brother. we are treated differently nonetheless. to assert there is some biological drive that enforces my gender role is to assert that women have a gendered role. men do not see women as equal to them not because of biological reality - but instead because the core tenant of the patriarchy is that women aren't full, realized people.

we are told from a very young age to excuse misbehavior as a single man's choice - not all men. it is not all men, just that one guy. all women are gold-digging bitches who belong in the kitchen - but if a man is mean, bigoted, or violent to you, it's just that particular guy, and that means nothing about men-as-a-whole. it is only one guy who got mad when you gently rejected him. it is only one guy who warns her this trophy is heavy, are you sure you can hold it? it is only one guy who smashes her face into the cake. it is only one guy talking into a mic about hating our bodily autonomy.

i have just found that they often wait until the moment we actually seem to be upstaging them. you sit in a meeting where you're presenting your own findings and he says get me a coffee? or you run to the end of the marathon and are about to finish first and he pushes your kids out in front of you. you win the chess game and they make some comment akin to well, you're ugly away. we can be the billionaire and get the dream life and finally fucking do it and yet! still! they have this strange, visceral urge to say well actually, if you think you're so great -

it's not one just one guy. it's one in eight.

[eyeball-creatures-boyfriend]

jmart matching pfps :3

what it says on the tin heheheh :))) feel free to use these, just credit me pls <3

i dont really have designs for these guys so i just kinda went with General Fandom Consensus

inspired by this post lol

[herodzn]

[SPOILER WARNING GRRRR!!!]

i kept thinking about this today, laios being insecure about being king and kabru comforting him. this is hella rushed but the idea had me so soft i had to doodle something

[gabrieldrawsstuff]

Knowing he would fail, he still tried

[mikurinkuwu]

⚠️yuri warning⚠️ girlxgirl action!!! dont like dont watch ^-^

[freitag1607]

1.05 / Battle of the Labyrinth