#30 lives

[ahhhhhhjakedawg]

30 Lives (iTunes Session) - Imagine Dragons

i know i've done this song like several times already but i love it so much and keep getting new ideas each time i listen to it

[canisalbus]

✦ Freshly ordained ✦

[simplykorra]

[farshootergotme]

Occasionally I picture Nightwing calling Red Hood "little wing" in front of others and people looking between this huge, 6'0 feet tall man with growing white hair, and then Nightwing, a shorter man who has flawless skin, probably around his 20's, and a fit but not too buff build and they just- don't know what's happening. Is it some kind of inside joke they aren't aware of? Why is Nightwing acting as if he's years older than Red-fucking jacked-Hood?

Nightwing: Little wing, you actually were decent in that fight! I'm impressed.

Hero, who was helping during this fight as well, listening in to the conversation: little...?

Red Hood: Wow, feeling very appreciated right now. Got any other backhanded compliments in there?

Hero: Wait, excuse me-

Nightwing: As a matter of fact-

Red Hood: Nope! I'm outta here. Screw you!

Nightwing: You know you love me!

Red Hood: In your dreams, dickhead!

Nightwing: Hey! We don't use that-

Red Hood: Not listening!

Nightwing: Jeez, kids these days...

Red Hood: I'm an adult and fuck you too!

Nightwing: What? Thought you weren't-

Red Hood: See you never, I'm out.

Hero: ...

Hero: what the actual fuck?

[catmask]

with that said there are characters that a fat maybe not canonically but they are spiritually. to me. they may not be drawn that way but i know whats true. ive seen it like a sort of prophet

[ionomycin]

it's you, after all

[inkskinned]

the problem is that being single is seen as the consolidation prize, and not the natural neutral state of being-a-person. at the end of the movie or the book or the poetry, there is a person waiting for you at the altar, and they love you. if the play is a comedy, everyone gets married. the metaphor is about how you are not-whole. the metaphor is about how everyone is going to be happily-ever-after. the metaphor is that romantic love is the most important resource on the planet, not just all-love. all-love is not a thing, that is a disappointment. the treasure is not the friends we made along the way. the treasure is the girl you landed.

the metaphor is that you cannot be alone, that means you are broken. are you getting over someone? that is acceptable, you can be getting over someone, but not for long. you must be single because you would rather not be single. you must be single and looking to not-be-single. you must want to date, eventually.

friendship and community are never seen as being equal-to or even-better than romantic connection. that person is your one! you need to find them. you need to hunt through the sand particles until you can shift out some kind of gem. this is regardless to your own experience of the beach and the sun. you need to be somewhere with someone.

if you are taking this time alone to heal, that is so sad. everyone gives you this little pitying look. the understanding is that you are not actually happier than you were before you were single. it is seen as a sort of pity - oh, you are choosing yourself, making yourself the priority? - that isn't quite right. you must mean that you are making yourself ready for the right person. you are just laying the bed better this time. open up your heart. you'll find them, we promise!

what do you mean you're really-truly genuinely-very happy? you are probably misremembering what it was like to be in a relationship. and besides, once you meet your person, that time will look grey and bland and wasted. your person is the only way for you to see in color. so what if you have taken this time - for the first time in your entire life - to actually-for-real do the fucking work. you can be proud of yourself, sure. but the way we need to know that you got better is that you get a partner. you're healed enough for the next bad part!

people don't choose to be single, they just say they're choosing to be single - they actually mean "nobody wants to date me." it doesn't matter how many people you have gently rejected or how many times you've talked it over carefully in therapy. what matters is that you are single, and by all accounts - that means you are something worth our pity. your successes and life all seem pale in the sunlight. sure, you have done amazing things and finally found your way in life. what matters is that there wasn't a person in the room with you while you did it.

you want to tell them - that's the whole thing. i didn't know how to be alone in the room. i didn't know how to handle the silence. every moment was so sharp, and i kept choosing the wrong way to close the door. i have spent my entire life in the empty well, living in the ricochet of someone else's cruelty. for once i have built myself a ladder. for once everything i taste is all mine, every bite of sunshine and laughter. i have learned how to sleep out in the open with my memories. recently, they have started to purr.

your father rolls his eyes. listen. this isn't about you. i just want a grandchild in my future.

[stinkybrowndogs]

Pure bred dogs r awesome and great but truly nothing makes me happier than someone going to the shelter and getting the most pathetic generic mutt they can find and loving that dog like it is a 10,000$ national show champion

[imsodishy]

hey, everybody go into your blog settings right now, go to Visibility, and click prevent third party sharing. Do it for all your blogs.

The fact tumblr is partnering with AI companies fucking blows but at least (at the very fucking least!) we can opt out.

[todays-xkcd]

I love their cover of 1,200 Balloons, Dalmatians, and Miles.

Supergroup [Explained]

Transcript Under the Cut

[Ponytail, Cueball, Megan, Knit Cap, and Hairy are in line at a theatre box office, the marquee above announcing "Playing Tonight The New Supergroup: 176 Pilots, Seconds of Summer, Non Blondes, Live Crew, gecs, Doors Down, Inch Nails, Republic, Direction, and Seconds to Mars".]

[pricklepines]

iñaki luffy you are so loved forever

edit:

The gangs all here! Happy OPLA release day!!

[neishroom]

Cleo and Manny moved to Brindleton Bay after deciding it was a better move for their family and careers. Manny has never lived outside the West Coast and is a little apprehensive, but he managed to get a promotion that allowed him to relocate!

[stealingpotatoes]

Thinking about tl4j au and bd-1 hanging with Ezras many loth cats, they have adopted him as one of their own LOL.

Anyways hope you're at least going somewhere fun with such a long train ride?

YES!! he has little ears and funny legs, he’s one of them

[wyrmswears]

fuck you [frees your libber superhell]

[revasserium]

Tis I again, I completely understand the buggy thing, so may I have Zoro with a reader who loves to playfight?

rain's b-day event!

play, fight

roronoa zoro; fluff; im so sry about the buggy req :( but zoro i can DEFINITELY do lol

“C’mon now, Roronoa, I know you can do better than that!”

You dance out of his reach, spinning to the left, then ducking low to avoid a sharp swipe from Zoro’s arm. Laughter pours from you like water from a spring, and a few feet away, Luffy turns to watch the pair of you with a wide grin.

“Gosh! I’m so glad that everyone’s getting along!”

Nami scoffs, casting a glance over her shoulder at where you and Zoro are still “sparring”. But anyone with eyes could see that you’re toying with each other — one step forward, two steps back. Testing waters, teasing smiles, fingers flickering over goosebump-skin.

“You’re goin’ easy on me,” Zoro says, an accusatory glint to his eye as he tugs off his armband.

You cock a daring eyebrow, “And if I am? Not like you’re taking this seriously either.”

Silence slices through the air, razor-edged and gone just as quick. Then, you’re on each other, Zoro lunging forward, you tossing your hands up to brace against him.

He grins, pining you to the main mast as you hiss.

“How’s that for serious?” he asks.

You glare up at him, but the second you feel him let up, you swipe out a leg and the pair of you go tumbling onto the deck, your thighs clamping down on either side of his hips, your fingers locking down his hands.

“How’s that for going easy?” you ask, leaning down till your noses brush.

From up this close, you can see the way Zoro’s pupils dilate.

Across the deck, Nami sighs, slamming her sketchbook closed and reaching out a hand to grab a fistful of Luffy’s collar.

“And… that’s our cue to leave.”

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[inkskinned]

he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.

except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?

at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.

except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.

about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.

he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.