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[dreamsteddie]

I truly believe in my heart of hearts that when Steve gets past like...25 years old he puts on a good amount of weight, gives up on contacts, and becomes the thick, hairy man he was always meant to be.

And he fucking loves it.

In fact, I think when someone points out the way his body has changed he gives them the nastiest, most confused stink eye and basically says "and what about it?"

Steve actually becomes even more confident than before because not only does he love the new look, but the guy he's been almost-something with for the last five years can't seem to get enough of him. That first summer of Steve's new body after a productive winter, Steve shows up to the first group swim day with shorts just this side of too tight, tortoiseshell glasses, and a hearty chest covered in hair and Eddie very promptly trips on nothing and stays there on the ground for a full 7 minutes coming to terms with Steve's unprecedented levels of hotness.

[baronmagikcarp]

This. Dear fucking God, this. I see this kind of thinking so much on all sides and it drives me up the wall. Sometimes things are the way they are just because decisions were made in the past that seemed rational and it didn't carry forward. One example being the forty hour work week because it was assumed that one partner would be home to support the household and now it doesn't work when both are working.

The same goes for the ol' "but I didn't learn that in school!" thing. I've got a rant somewhere in my blog about someone complaining about how they didn't know the Oklahoma panhandle exists because of the Missouri Compromise and how it was proof of schools trying to gloss something over. The panhandle existing because of that is trivia. There's only so much time in history class. That's not conspiracy, that's just not teaching you the answer to a trivia quiz!

{Insert that Garfield propaganda meme except it says "You're not immune to conspiracy theory"}

not everything bad that happens in the world is because of an oppressive conspiracy actually

“the 40 hour work-week is deliberately designed to keep workers exhausted and downtrodden –” no the forty hour workweek was negotiated by labor power to block the eighty  hour workweek. “american food is full of corn syrup in order to make people obese and sick and weak and unable to revolt against the government –” there are a lot of reasons why Corn is the way it is in the US and this is not any of them. “the concept of ‘coming out’ is a straight conspiracy designed to murder queer people –” please stop

stop assuming that every bad thing that exists is the result of active malice. there is so much in the world that’s bad just by accident, or as an unintended consequence of something else – maybe even something with good intentions. please don’t turn yourself into a conspiracy thinker just with shinier woker labels

[nikooo-whathehell]

FUCK star-crossed lovers trope. It's time for double stars lovers trope NOW.

The "only you can show me this",

the "you are my partner",

the "you were never broken",

the "we finish this together",

the "because I promised you".

[crispythehubcoon]

I feel a bit disconnected from the community right now-- rotumblr blogs, reblog this post to receive one or more asks, either anons or from my characters! Put in the tags if you have a preference, or if you prefer not to rp with villains or fallers (I have a few of those)

[thedaselcor]

(tone note: I am answering this as if I am an angry surface dwarf, I am not personally angry at O)

They might if Orzammar weren't so shit surfaces. Get with the times, gramps.

#yes I said it #Bhelen broke promises #Orzammar must fall for dwarven freedom #surfacer pride #brand pride #you brought it on yourself

kids these days don’t know what it’s like to get fine dwarven crafts direct from orzammar

[ochiody]

do you ever just

[lasmarginatura]

L'amica geniale. S2E06. La rabbia.

[vengefulwings]

Megatron / Soundwave (Pre-War)

The Cybertronian coliseum pulsed with the roar of the crowd, a sea of metallic faces gleaming under the artificial lights. Energon-splattered sands bore the weight of countless battles, and tonight would be no different. Gladiators strode into the arena to test their mettle, each seeking victory, fame—or survival.

Among them was Megatronus, a towering ex-miner whose reputation had already begun to eclipse others. His movements were calculated and powerful, his crimson optics scanning the space like a predator. Yet, for all his notoriety, this was his first time facing an unfamiliar name: Soundwave.

The gate across from him groaned as it opened, and out stepped the enigmatic figure. Tall and leaner than most gladiators, Soundwave’s face was a blank visor reflecting the glaring lights. His posture was calm, almost eerily so, as if the jeers and cheers around him did not exist. The only sound from him was the faint whir of his systems, a symphony of mechanical hums that somehow harmonized with the chaos.

Megatronus found his optics lingering, intrigued. This gladiator was different—not just in appearance, but in the way he held himself, an aura that demanded attention without a single word.

---

The gong echoed. The battle began.

Soundwave moved like liquid, weaving through Megatronus’s thunderous strikes with grace that belied his size, tentacles always ready to strike. His movements were deliberate, a dance of precision and efficiency. It wasn’t long before the audience fell silent, enraptured by the duel.

“What are you?” Megatronus rumbled mid-battle, voice strained but laced with fascination.

Soundwave did not reply verbally. Instead, he dodged another swing and countered with a quick strike to Megatronus’s shoulder, forcing him back. The visor tilted slightly, a silent challenge.

Megatronus smirked, a rare expression for him. “Silent, yet so loud.”

The battle continued, but it was clear that neither fought to end the other. There was no overreach, no attempt to finish the duel. It was as if they were testing each other, learning.

---

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the gong rang again, signaling a draw. The crowd erupted in mixed reactions, but neither gladiator seemed to care. Megatronus approached Soundwave, his massive frame casting a shadow.

“You intrigue me,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “I’ve faced countless warriors, but none like you.”

Soundwave tilted his head, his visor flickering faintly as if considering the statement. Then, in a voice devoid of emotion yet somehow intimate, he replied, “Observation: you seek more than victory.”

Megatronus chuckled, a sound both dark and amused. “Perhaps. And what do you seek, Soundwave?”

There was a pause before Soundwave responded, his tone soft but firm. “Purpose.”

The single word struck Megatronus harder than any weapon. He saw a reflection of himself in it, an echo of the drive that had pushed him into the arena in the first place.

“You’ve found it,” Megatronus said, surprising even himself.

Soundwave didn’t answer immediately, but something shifted in the tilt of his head, a subtle acknowledgment. Without another word, he turned and walked toward the gate, his steps soundless despite his size.

Megatronus watched him go, an unfamiliar feeling stirring in his spark. For the first time in eons, he felt a connection—not of rivalry, but of understanding.

As Soundwave disappeared into the shadows, Megatronus knew this would not be their last meeting.

It was only the beginning.

[chthonicathenean]

My husband was curious if it was a cat and apparently it IS a Feliform!

thinking about creatures.

[mothmanadjacent]

I was feeling nostalgic and I miss Malon. RELEASE HER NINTENDO

[capersandcurios]

Do you draw qftim bendystraw😋?, if so can ya:D

icl I DID get a bit too carried away with this, but here ya go! (& yes, he’s going to get attacked by bees)

[hurtwithallthecomfort]

Whumpees missing their previous life before the whump is great and all but whumpees who don’t even know what life is like outside their cell are so fun to write and read imo. Whumpees who were born into capitivty, or were lab-grown by whumper, not knowing that there’s other things to life than this. Whumpees who suffer with memory loss that will never know just how good their life was before whumper came along. Whumpees who have been conditioned into forgetting about their memories, or worse, have been trained into believing life without whumper was so much worse that, actually, captivity is great and the best option for them. If whumper says so, it must be true.

[purlty23]

a personal piece that Ive been working on since the return of the king. Quote by the big man himself, Papa II

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[ghostiedreamsz]

What percentage of Blue Lock is actually football

Blue Lock as a concept is so funny to me because like, yeah it’s a sports anime. But then you get a panel of some kid in maximum security prison. Another just unlocked Ultra Instinct to get past a goalie. That player is now canonically Dead. Someone’s son is going up to another saying shit like “you failed the pass. I own you now.” The other not only thinks this is normal, but follows it up two chapters later with “am I good enough for you now, master?” Slurs are being thrown. Soccer blood pacts are being made. God is dead. The second season is locked at 2 frames a second

[gayfrogtime]

Please pray for my mom. She has strep throat and pneumonia 💕 💘 💝 💖 💓