#(themself)

[kikissh]

cloud bear in da gold bikini

[jasab]

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

the amount of Friends Who Turned Out To Be Not What They Seemed between the s10 finale and the 14 specials is so sad, good luck trusting anyone ever again buddy

[libertea-and-icedcoffee]

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This applies to using they/them for non-binary people but also to using they/them to someone you don't know (e.g. "Someone forgot their umbrella"). If you select the last option, it would mean you use both, "themself" for nonbinary and "themselves" for non-gendered stranger or viceversa)

[much-thought]

[emmadarcyextra]

Emma D'Arcy was a hidden gem for a while. A well-kept secret by the theater company where they worked. I am certain that the company enjoyed having Emma to themselves.Well, I know I would, haha). Anyway, we have Emma now and we're keeping them. Their first love is the theater; hence, they will always return to the stage.

Emma D'Arcy, I am begging you on behalf of your fans, please do come back to us after you are satiated. We enjoy seeing you on the big and small screens.

Now to the focus of this post! I have paraphrased and condensed the article from Collider dot com; the article is full of praises of Emma D'Arcy's powerful performance in HBO'S "House of the Dragon."

It is not only Collider, though; the rave reviews are in every article I read. I keep a collection. Emma D'Arcy's powerhouse performance is the new focus, and they are correct; Emma D'Arcy is electrifying and mesmerizing.

CREDIT: Ruth Crafer, an amazing Photographer 📸

Collider dot Com

HBOMAX/HBO, a division of Warner Bros Discovery

The Photo edits are done by me in Adobe Lightroom, Photoshop and several other media. No Repost, please. Thank you.

[imoga-pride]

He him they them bi flag

There's two

[jalil12gg]

So bed sad

grey sweatpants dom 💞 the sub thts gonna pathetically grind on them n leave a very visible wet spot

[pri-rp]

☕ for Kris - Anything you want to rant about regarding your... Soul issues?

there's a long silence, as if mulling the question over... or were they being prevented from answering? no, but fingers were twitching at their sides. how to put it into words? what could they say? Who was listening?

But... everyone always was spouting praises about voicing issues out make them better. What better opportunity then someone who apparently already knew? their mouth opens, but for a moment no sound comes out. They turn away, and it seems for a moment maybe they weren't allowed to talk. but...

"It has it's uses. I'd... we'd be dead without it. I think. or maybe those are just dreams." a shiver courses through Kris. "I just... wish I had warning of when it'd act. I... Usually it's doing the right thing for big choices... i think. but. Then there's the wedgie. or just... being made to be the joke" this wasn't encapsulating how they felt at all.

there was so much to say but they couldn't find the words- the words were being blocked. they couldn't tap into the feelings that were there, not really. their placid neutrality wasn't just a show. They'v ento felt anything real strongly lately, other then fear.

"...I just wish I didn't need it."

[butchdykekondraki]

8k+ note butch lucifer

[dano-or-not]

I find it really wonderful and comforting that Mob Psycho 100 is so inherently optimistic, even though its main message, “you are not special” sounds so mean at face-value. Being special means that something matters more than something else of the same category. Being special at baking? Great! Being special at math? Super! Being special at bodybuilding? Neat! Having so many people have such unique special abilities is what makes the world work. But having a special ability doesn’t mean that someone who doesn't match your special ability matters less than you. You can't be special for simply existing, because that would mean someone else isn't. You aren't special because you inherently matter.

[kikissh]

little slime

[uncanny-tranny]

Fat people deserve mobility aids, too. No matter if it's connected to their fatness or not, because having a mobility issue that is connected to one's fatness won't change that they're still fat and still have the issue at hand. Fat people don't deserve to "tough it out" because fatness should be this divine punishment doled out to those who "deserve" it. Fat disabled people deserve to have the peace of mind that they can exist in whatever way is most comfortable and accessible to them

[tsuutarr]

The hero didn’t really think much of you when he first saw you. After all, you're just a pretty little saint that grew up with praise inside the gleaming walls of a church, never knowing any suffering. He doubts you’ll be able to keep up with him during his journey to save the world.

All of his initial disdain for you disappears when he begins his journey with you. You’re funny, you’re kind, you’re generous. Your healing ability from the gods isn’t the only thing that seems to heal him – just your presence, just your laugh, just you. You make life – his journey – a little more bearable.

So how – how could they? You’re his light, you’re his everything, and yet… They want to sacrifice you? That’s why you were chosen to be his partner for his trip? And you’re just standing there, unwilling to fight your fate.

“I’m okay with disappearing,” you murmur, wiping his tears away with hands that are turning to stone. “If I can save your life with my own, then I’m satisfied.”

But he’s not. He’s not satisfied, not when you’re not by his side. When he sees you turn to stone, your skin replaced with beautiful white marble, he vows to do anything to bring you back to his side. 

Using the power of the gods, he turns back time again and again and again so he can save you – so he can be with you.

But you meet the same fate over and over and over again. Again and again and again.

…Then who cares? Who cares about this shitty world when it’s without you?

The next time you return to consciousness, the world is in disarray, covered in murky fog and the smell of blood. The next thing you know, you’re being pulled into a warm embrace.

“You’re alive…” the hero says, hugging you close. His warmth is suffocating. “Yes… I should’ve done this from the start instead of turning back time…”

“W… what’s happening?” you ask, heart feeling too heavy, like stone, in your chest. “What did you do…?”

“Nothing, everything, anything.” He nuzzles your neck, savoring your warmth. It sends chills down your spine. “Anything to have you by my side. Even if it means destroying the world.”

[shreddheir]

The new Acht art is a parallel of their first album cover I’m gonna CRY.

I’m frustrated that the only posts of mine that get reblogs are low effort. Please go look at my art.