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[keigo-birdies]

This is the shit that pisses me off.

You voted for this! Whether you voted for him directly or decided to protest by not voting, you voted for the clusterfuck that were in now.

You refused to vote for the Democrat who was actually qualified to be president, then are begging the democrats to save you. The lack of self awareness is astounding.

You will NEVER have a perfect politician. It just isn't realistic. A politician you support will eventually do something you don't agree with. It sucks but that's just how it is. But when democracy and everything you know is on the line, maybe don't sit on your moral high horse. Maybe instead, you should've voted for the candidate that would have listened to your concerns about Gaza. You could've voted for the candidate who could've actually brought some real change, not only for us, but for the innocent Palestinians being killed by Isreal. Instead, the wrinkled orange will inevitably help Isreal wipe Gaza off the map, killing all remaining Palestinians, then letting his stupid as son in law build condos once the rubble is cleared. So congrats, you played yourselves at the expense of everyone who opposes this damn idiot.

Many Americans need to learn that most global problems are far more complex than they believe. Because lets be so for real here, even if Biden had stopped sending weapons to Isreal and put some sort of sanctions on them, Isreal still has their own weapons. They have the most advanced weapons in the middle east. They still would've had plenty of means to continue to bomb Gaza. America isn't the damn center of the world despite what propaganda tells you. Isreal would've continued the bombings and would've sent the IDF to kill anyone who remains. So yes, Biden and his administration should've stopped supplying weapons to Isreal. There's no denying that. But in what fantasy world do you live in, if you honestly believed the bombings would've ended if the previous administration would've cut ties with Isreal?

I'm so tired. I want off this damn planet.

[nzezen]

MC: (I will take a different train tomorrow...🤦‍♀️)

[simvanie]

7 Sins Legacy - generation 5 (gluttony)

I think my man is not really doing okay lately... 😩

[itsrlymine]

im so tired of the misinformation on tumblr. i saw someone ask if they can manifest knowing a foreign language and if so, how, and the person who answered said to remember that some manifestations require taking action 🤦‍♀️

BRUH NO THEY DON'T WTFFFFFFFFFFFF. Some people really need to shut up bc what. Manifestation is effortless. EFFORTLESSS. No matter what you want, you never have to take any kind of action bc that's not required! That's why i have this page bc i'm tired of people lying all the time like omg why do you have a manifestation page if you feel like "work" needs to be done? that lets me know you don't even know what you are talking about.

[padawancat97]

I never realized just how much I clench my jaw until I got braces. 🤦‍♀️ honestly surprised I haven't broken a bracket off yet cause of it.

Hey you.

[bleue-flora]

**UPDATE: sorry, I screwed up and didn’t put non-audhd options 🤦‍♀️ in the other poll so here goes round 2**

Right so, in light of recent events, now that we have confirmation that c!Dream is autistic, I’m curious about whether that means a majority of those who like c!Dream are autistic and such. :)

If you pick wrong by accident just let me know in the comments what you picked and what you meant to pick, and I’ll correct the final results, and if you need further clarification or have questions feel free to also comment. :)

[kiame-sama]

I saw the post about the Dragon Clutch seeing Grim as A Fluffy Dragon and for a second I was just "oh wait Grim- they're gonna outlive Grim aren't they :("

before I remembered. he's a fucking hellcat. he grows up alongside shinigami. at most he'll be around the same body-age as the dragon clutch at some point. 🤦‍♀️

They are all species that don't have an age cap, as Hellcats were intended to be life-long companions to Shinigami. They are all members of the oldest species in the land, Dragons and Hellcats as a species being older than most other evolved species. The Clutch will never have to know life without their older brother Grim guiding them through unless Grim is killed. Grim will never have to see the clutch age and die like he will the other Hoard member's young. Grim gets to keep his Dragon siblings and somehow solidifies himself as defacto royalty in Briar Valley.

(Briar Valley is likely to be able to expand their boarders, and could possibly dominate all of Twisted Wonderland once the Hatchlings reach fully grown, seeing as there would then be a total of nine heirs [Grim is as much their sibling in the eyes of the Hatchlings as they are siblings to one another] and are all rather powerful species.)

[witchyirishgal]

😬🤦‍♀️

[radiobyers]

question: do you prefer mileven or byler?

finn’s answer: “because of- going back to the beginning, i would say mileven”

meaning: because he can’t talk about season 5, he’ll go back to the beginning & in that case, he would say mileven.

question: what do you think made mike believe in el so much in the beginning?

finn’s answer: “i think he is a natural outsider… he really wanted to help her & give her a life that was full of friendship & love & all the things a girl that age deserves”

what mike wants & what mike does are two very different things. we know the way he treats el is not what she deserves. this spoiled absolutely nothing. avoid getting worked up over this! 🤦‍♀️

[doriana-gray-games]

I'm playing with H as Helena and tried being neutral towards her – I had no idea she was so mean, I had flirted with her all the other times, can't believe Watson was right😭. Also there's this little pronoun coding error!

"As if you were this... abominable thing. Much less a person, much more an insect beneath his feet. That was the woman I met"

Heheh, someone felt the coldness of the non-simp route... I swear it can feel like an entirely different character lol.

This is why I recommend everyone to try both if the other isn't their thing. They're just so very different!

And thanks! Apparently, I had put in Watson's pronouns instead 🤦‍♀️

[g00seg1rl]

Hey yall! My names Goose or Goosie or even Goosey if you’re feeling fancy! ☺️

I write random horny sillies pretty frequently for Azris and soon Elucien and Tamsand

Tease | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 600 words

Azriel sent Eris a scandalous selfie in a skimpy maid’s outfit while he was at work knowing he’d been having a stressful time. Apparently he thought a raging hard-on in public would be relaxing for reasons beyond Eris’s comprehension

Huzzah! | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 90 words, look- size doesn’t always matter

A goofy back shot (no, it’s really goofy, like Azriel gets silly with lust)

High Lord Hijinks | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 960 words

After weeks of waiting impatiently, Eris finally received his special, intimate order from Thesan- yea.. the High Lord. Like he literally asked him directly. The High Lord was not appreciative of Eris’s audacity. And also there’s a siphon butt plug 🤭

Collateral Damage | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 6.9k words, it’s split into two chapters 😌

Eris is having a bad day. His twerp of a little brother, Lucien, crashed his car into a motorcyclist. Eris expects chaos and insurance nightmares. Instead, he gets a hot date. And then they have really gay sex but at least they get back to Eris’s house.

Our Booth | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 3k words

They didn’t even make to the taxi home before having the really gay sex 🤦‍♀️

Say Please | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 1.5k words of pure porn (ok maybe it’s a lil impure, don’t send me to a nunnery)

Azriel gets worked up after a grueling training session with Eris and they fuck about it on top of the House of Wind, those hoes smh.

A Civil Shitshow | Azriel x Eris Vanserra | 6.1k words

The high ranking members of Night, Day and Autumn gather to honor the newly mated and married Lucien and Elain Spell-Cleaver. Ever the opportunists, Eris and Azriel plan to take advantage of the occasion. (They fuck about it, not very subtly)

@the-darkestminds beta reads everything I do and she’s a goddess who makes everything I write ten times better, love you mami 😌💗

That’s all I got for right now, but there’s more to come (many more ways to make them come 🤭) so please do tell if you’d wanna be added to my tag list 😌

[damnfandomproblems]

Fandom Problem #7368:

When fans don't agree with the creator about a character's attribution (e.x. skin colour, sexuality etc.) and then they send death threats like: "I think we should kill them" "I'll skin you alive for this" "I WILL CASTRATE YOU FOR THIS" make my skin crawl.

It's okay you don't like the creator or what they said about your character, but please, don't send these kind of threats! They're human too. And unnessesary because it's just a fictional character.

All these people write these horrible things due to FICTIONAL stuff. That ISN'T REAL. It's ridiculous. 🤦‍♀️

And these people too swear that they're supporting human rights and against harrassment. Quite the hipocrytes, aren't they? 😒

[socialjusticeinamerica]

🤦‍♀️🤦‍♂️

[accio-victuuri]

XZ often traveled by chartering a plane for some of his events. Usually, this is sponsored by the brand or in this case by the Film Company. I don’t know what’s the big deal. This treatment is expected for stars like him, and it was a quick trip in and out of Wuhan. It’s not his fault other celebrities can’t do this. If he or the company can afford this and a luxury hotel then it’s no one’s business. this has always been the arrangement for him but now he is being singled out.

some people are so desperate to pull him down cause his wuhan roadshow was making noise earlier. 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

FS also addressed the issue:

[ninthcircleofprythian]

And of course it was nothing I had planned to write for any of the events I’m participating in 🤦‍♀️

*writes two paragraphs after months of literally nothing and it took three hours*

[sugdenlovesdingle]

Day 1: Non sexual intimacy @bucktommyfluffebruary

I'm already a day behind and it's only day 2 🤦‍♀️ But I'm still planning on doing the full 28 days.

(whether or not they'll be posted within the next 27 days however remains to be seen)

A lover's touch (AO3)

Tommy takes care of Buck after he gets discharged from hospital in 8x05

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"You don't have to do all this." Buck insisted as Tommy helped him into his truck. He'd just gotten discharged from hospital, with a prescription for painkillers and doctor's orders to take it easy for at least a few days.

One of the nurses had given him scrubs to wear after Tommy had insisted he couldn't put his uniform back on "It's covered in pumpkin guts, Evan.", and he'd reluctantly agreed, and carefully gotten changed in a bathroom, despite Tommy reminding him it wasn't like he'd never seen him in his underwear before.

"And how would you get home if I didn't?" Tommy asked, pulling Buck from his thoughts.

"I could've just gotten an Uber..."

"Oh, sure. You want me to just... leave you here, go home, wait for you to get home with your paid ride, then drive over to your place to see how you're doing - wait, would I be allowed to come over? Or would you just text me to tell me you're fine?" Tommy deadpanned.

Buck rolled his eyes and let Tommy fasten his seatbelt while mumbling something under his breath that sounded a lot like "bitch"

Tommy ignored him and gave his knee a quick squeeze, before closing the door and jogging to the other side of his truck and getting behind the wheel.

"Your place or mine?" He asked as he started the engine.

"Mine." Buck sighed. "I want to get out of these scrubs and I don't have old sweats and hoodies at yours. I only bring my sexy clothes when I'm staying over." he said, trying to sound less like a petulant child and more like the hot sexy man he wanted Tommy to see him as.

"Alright, yours it is." Tommy laughed a little and pulled out of the hospital parking lot. "Do you mind if we stop for food or did you want to attempt to cook with that shoulder?" he quickly glanced at his boyfriend, eyebrow raised, daring him to deny that wasn't exactly what he was planning.

"Only if we can get a greasy burger and fries. I'm done being healthy for today."

"Deal."

By the time they got to Buck's loft and had something to eat, he was feeling more and more grimy and restless in the uncomfortable scrubs.

How medical staff could wear those all day every day he'd never know.

Tommy was clearing up after their meal and had started a load of laundry, and had been waiting on Buck's hand and foot since the moment they'd walked through the door.

It was sweet but also a bit frustrating. Buck was used to taking care of himself, he hadn't had anyone fluff his pillow or adjust his blanket since he was a kid and Maddie used to read him a story before bed.

"Are you comfortable enough in that chair? Do you want an extra pillow? I think you can have more painkillers in about half an hour if you need them."

"No, no I'm ok. I just... kinda feel gross. I think I’m just going to take a shower. I feel like I'm still covered in pumpkin guts."

"I can assure you, you're not. You look just like you did when we woke up this morning." Tommy told him.

"oh great, so I look like I just woke up." Buck complained.

Tommy smiled but decided not to take the bait.

"Yep. Cute, a little pouty, and very kissable." he said and kissed Buck to prove his point. "Do you need any help with that shower?"

"I can wash myself, Tommy, I'm not an invalid."

"No, but you currently only have one fully functioning arm, and the doctor said not to lift it above your head for at least a few days."

"I'll be fine." Buck said a little too harshly, and immediately felt bad. "I'll let you know if I need help."

Tommy nodded.

"Sure. You know where to find me."

He went upstairs to find something more comfortable to wear, and smiled at the sight of one of Tommy's cut off hoodies and his spare charger on what had become his side of the bed.

They were going on six months together and things were going well. He was happy and settled in a way he hadn't felt since... pretty much ever, and he hoped Tommy felt the same.

He debated stealing Tommy's hoodie, but decided to go for something that would keep his shoulder somewhat warm. Warm and cold compresses is what he vaguely remembered the doctor saying. He'd been slightly preoccupied with the curse, as well as wanting to look good for Tommy, and hoping Eddie wouldn't rat him out for practically yanking off the hospital gown when Tommy texted to ask what room he was in.

Suddenly noises from the TV drifted up to the bedroom and it made him happy to know Tommy felt comfortable enough in his space to make himself at home, and doing something as mundane as switching on the TV.

He grabbed some clean clothes and made his way to the downstairs bathroom, pausing to press a kiss to the top of his boyfriend's head as a way of apology for snapping at him earlier.

He'd planned to quickly undress and wash the day off of himself, only the quick part, he realised once he'd turned on the water and tried to get the scrub top off without hurting his shoulder more, would not be happening.

He spent a good fifteen minutes twisting himself into crazy positions and jumping around his bathroom until he'd finally managed to get the top off. He was red in the face and slightly out of breath, but he figured at least the water would be warm and relaxing.

He stepped under the spray, tipped his head back against the shower wall to let the warm water run over his face, and felt himself relax. His prickly mood from before as well as the embarrassment of getting hurt on the job in such a stupid way washing off him and disappearing down the drain.

After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and moved the wet hair off his face, grabbing the shampoo from the little shelf in the corner. He squirted some in his hand on auto pilot, only to then realise he couldn't lift his arm high enough to actually rub it into his hair.

He awkwardly moved it to his good hand, but then quickly found out washing your hair with one hand was no easy feat. He bent down so he could use his injured arm too, but the movement tugged on his sore shoulder too much and when stars appeared in front of his eyes, he stood up and gave up.

He rinsed the shampoo off his hands and out of his hair as best he could, and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist.

"Tom?" he said softly after opening the bathroom door. "Tommy?"

The other man was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through his phone, while some sitcom played on the TV. He looked up at the sound of his name.

"Evan? Are you alright?"

"I uh... think I might need some help after all... i-if you don't mind..."

"Of course not. Tell me what you need." Tommy replied, dropping his phone on the table and walking over to him.

"I uh... tried to wash my hair... b-but it's not going so well with one hand."

"Good thing I have two then." Tommy smiled and gently steered him back into the bathroom. "Give me two seconds. You go ahead and get in the shower."

Buck did as he was told and got back under the warm water and watched his boyfriend quickly strip before joining him.

It was somewhat of a tight fit for two men of their size, but neither exactly hated being close to each other.

"This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I thought of showering with you." Buck joked, trying to distract himself from feeling completely helpless.

"Next time." Tommy promised and pressed a small kiss to his lips. "Just relax and let me take care of you." he said while squirting some shampoo in his hands and gently massaging it into Buck's hair.

As much as he'd hated asking for help, having Tommy take care of him like this felt like heaven.

He'd known Tommy's hands were magic and could make him feel amazing, but never like this, never outside the bedroom.

"I wish I had one of those stools for the shower" Buck mused as Tommy gently started washing his body. "I'd never leave this bathroom."

"I have one at my place. I got it a few years ago after I sprained my ankle getting out of the chopper."

"You mean you fell out?" Buck teased. He'd gotten to know Tommy's crew over the past few months, and they loved sharing embarrassing stories from Tommy's probie days at Harbor.

"It had been raining! Everything was wet and slippery!" Tommy protested.

"And you tripped over your own feet trying to get back into the hangar."

"Who told you that? Melton? Tess? O'Neil? Donato wasn't there yet, so it wasn't her."

"I have my sources."

"It was Sal wasn't it? I should never have introduced you. He's banned from ever talking to you again." Tommy said, only half joking. He turned off the water and quickly wrapped a towel around himself, before doing the same to Buck and gently drying him off.

"Maybe it wasn't Sal, maybe it was someone else."

Tommy stopped what he was doing and narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend.

"Maybe I should ban all of them from ever speaking to you again. Or monitor the conversation so they won't spread lies about me."

"It's not a lie if it's true." Buck teased, sore shoulder forgotten.

"Yeah, yeah, see if I fly you into a hurricane again." Tommy mock threatened. "You can get Donato to do it next time."

"Hopefully there will never be a next time." Buck said, letting Tommy push him to lean back against the sink and helping him put a pair of sweats on. "But maybe we can take a trip together? We could go to Vegas. It's not really fair that you flew Eddie there but you've never taken me."

"You don't like MMA." Tommy argued, mildly distracted trying to find a way to get Evan's hoodie on without hurting his shoulder.

"There are other things we could do in Vegas, aren't there? We could go to a casino... or see a show... or... go see Elvis."

Tommy frowned.

"Graceland? That's not in Vegas..." he trailed off as confusion made way for realisation. "Oh... you mean... Elvis. A chapel."

"Well... Maybe not just yet... but... eventually... maybe? Would that be something... you... would like... one day?"

Tommy tugged Buck's hoodie over his head and gently guided his arms through the sleeves.

"Get married? By Elvis? In Vegas?"

"Y-yeah?"

"I don't know about the Elvis part... but the rest..." He paused and bit his lip, looking almost shy and as un-Tommy as Buck had ever seen him. "Yeah... yeah that sounds pretty good."