#I AM SCREAMING Y'ALL
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maverickcalf · 2 years ago
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BOTH CANINES?!
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bamdora · 2 years ago
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THE MAKNAE LINE AT BAM'S HOUSE NEXT WEEK OH MY GOD
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gatoiberico · 1 year ago
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you must find me
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itsallaboutbl · 7 days ago
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Wanna be my boyfriend?
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phroobin · 4 months ago
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(who are you if not the funnyjokespuns person?)
Siffrin and ISAT: @insertdisc5 Photography: @electrospectrum
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thiscoldheart · 6 months ago
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"I grew up in an area where the remains and ruins of past civilizations and cultures have always been omnipresent. Oftentimes at night, men went to excavate the sanctuaries and the ruins to look for objects to sell. I would always hear about their stories, about their nighttime discoveries, and they surprised me. I asked myself 'What gives them the authority to do such a thing? How do they think they can do something like that?' Because you can always escape the laws of the day, but it's much harder to escape the laws of the night, of the invisible, of the sacred things."
— Alice Rohrwacher on the origins of LA CHIMERA (x)
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bunnyboy-juice · 4 months ago
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NO MORE ASSOCIATING THINGS WITH FEMMES ONLY BECAUSE THEY ARE PINK!HYPERFEM FEMMES ARE GREAT AND I LOVE YOU CAMPY FEMMES WHO EMBODY PINK BUT ALSO JESUS CHRIST CAN YOU GUYS NOT GO MORE THAN ONE DAY W/O TRYING TO SHOEHORN FEMMES INTO BEING ONLY PINK UWU BABIES. I AM FEMME AS IN GRASS AS IN DIRT AS IN TREE BARK AS IN WEEDS SPROUTING THROUGH THE SIDEWALK CEMENT. FEMME AS IN GENDER NONCONFORMITY AS IN FUCK YOU MY FEMININITY IS WHAT *I* SAY IT IS. FEMME AS IN DEPTH AND DARKNESS AND WARMTH AND TERROR. FEMME AS IN CAVES. FEMME AS IN LIGHTNING. FEMME AS IN AN AMALGAMATION OF TRAITS THAT I HAVE DECIDED ARE FEMININE REGARDLESS OF WHAT SOCIETY SAYS. FUCK IS IT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!???
#personal#i am emotional yes#over the years ive had this blog I've made a few posts abt being femme#nd whether they're serious or jokey..... inevitably someone in the tags goes “ohhh yeah bc pink”#or in the case of what inspired this post: someone going “what about the pink ones” on my praying mantis post#and im just.#sick of it. im sick of femme being equated to pink and frilly girlie behaviors.#im sick of femme being equated to skirts and heels. to makeup. to skincare. to pristine nails exactly almond shaped.#im sick of ppl acting like All femmes aspire to this shit. im sick of femms being reduced to this shit.#and i love pink! i love pink! my phone theme is quite literally just black and pink all over.#im just. so tired of any expression of Femme identity being shoehorned into being a Specific type of femininity#especially as someone who DOES get dysphoric wearing skirts. wearing dresses. embodying the femme aesthetic yall are so set on making#if u guys wanna rb this i truly dont care#i just needed to scream#and this is one small thing#but the 2nd largest category of anon hate i have gotten since making this blog is str8 up homophobia from other “queer” folks#saying i cant be femme bc of how i present. calling me slurs (and using them as such) bc they cant understand femme as anything but that#my wife and i have our users in our personal discord server set as 2 different things of anon hate ive gotten#i have had OTHER FEMMES tell me i am not femme. femmes who Know im femme who still call me butch. femmes who ive corrected and been blocked#-by bc of it. the number 1 largest demographic of queerfolk who have me blocked rn is TME femmes who embody pink also#and i dont think its a coincidence at all. (and i know this bc i go to try and follow these ppl bc they get rbed on my dash & i cant)#and ik their blogs arent deleted bc some of them don't block my wife (tall. white. butch) and it cant be politics cause her and i rb#a lot of the same political shit (fuck. i think she rbs More than i do even. this is genuinely mainly a nsft blog)#and usually i don't say anything but im having a bad day so i get to be angry about this and if anyone fucking tries me i will block u#idc if we've been mutuals 4ever. im judt so tired of feeling like i am not Enough as a femme bc i dont embody this shit#im sick of this lameass lip service to he/him gnc femmes etc when the thin white 50s housewife femme is still what is preferred and loved#im sick of this lamesss lip service when y'all feel entitled to theorizing on other femmes genders bc u cant conceptualize a femme who does#wanna be hypetfeminine. im sick of it. im sick of it. im sick of it.#celebrity bun
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saltpepperbeard · 1 year ago
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going catatonic if anyone needs me tbh
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cozylittleartblog · 6 months ago
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me speeding to count stock as fast as possible to avoid taking radiation damage from my parents god-awful taste in television
are these Really the ugliest homes in america or is your personality just equivalent to a cheap, wet paper towel. are these Really the ugliest homes in america or do you take your home decor inspiration from psychiatric hospitals and white women on pinterest named Meykaighlahe
just say you hate art and go build your dream unseasoned microwave mashed potato of a house in fucking utah or something oh my gOD
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probably-not-a-rutabaga · 8 months ago
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i offer one of my favorite frames from aberration short so far,, just to show that i am indeed making progress :]
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yayawantstodraw · 22 days ago
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Ellen from ihnmaims and Anya from mouthwashing i'm sorry you have fandoms who only care about "toxic yaoi" 😔
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AITA for getting mad at some people in a discord server?
So this is in a fandom server that is dedicated to a certain character. But we are allowed to talk about other characters there cause of ships. It started out as a fun place, but then it started becoming less fun. Since the server got more busy, sometimes people would ignore messages from other people or talk over them. Lots of people would do that to me too, so I found a small group in the server that would talk to me.
But things changed. Since my small group would have our own talks, other people began to butt in and talk over us. Once I mentioned the Female avatar for a ship, someone would jump in with "this ship can be done with Male avatar too!" The others laughed it off at first, but then it started happening every time we would talk about the female avatar. The conversation would always be forced to talk about the male avatar too.
When I got mad at the person that would keep jumping in, they said "why does it matter? The ship dynamic won't change just cause we make the avatar male." I told them that it mattered because we were trying to talk about the female avatar and that it sucked that no one could talk about her without male avatar being mentioned. The person apparently tattled to the mods about what I said because I got a warning for "being overly aggressive and making people uncomfortable." And I was told that if I did that again, I would be banned. Then upon request from the person that kept butting in, they put it in the rules that "you cannot get mad at someone if they want to talk about female/male avatar when you are talking about female/male avatar. they share the spotlight."
In the beginning, the mods had made it clear the server would be a safe haven for female avatar supporters and that they would not tolerate it if male avatar supporters tried to push her out.
So I got upset with the server because this was what I was afraid would happen. I told them it was unfair that they were pushing this when they had originally said that female and male avatar would be treated as different people because others had complained that they didn't like that they were being viewed as the same character. The mods had known that female avatar gets hated just for being a girl. And they know that people tend to just reduce her to being an alternate version of the male avatar. So by changing the rules the way they were, they were just pushing that out the window.
The mods said I was pushing it. So I called everyone in the server jerks and were catering to people who would ultimately ruin their server. I left and did not reply to anyone that dm'd me.
I ended up joining a server that respected the female avatar. Then suddenly I was banned from that server with no warning. After awhile a mod from that server that had given me a warning. dm'd me again a week after I had left and blamed me for the server disbanding. They called me an asshole and that they messaged other character servers for that fandom and had them all blacklist me. So if I join any, it would be an instaban. It hurts that it is going to happen. Now I can't enjoy the fandom without having to watch my back. I am considering apologizing just so they would retract the blacklist, but I am scared people will just keep talking behind my back about it.
So... AITA for getting mad at them?
What are these acronyms?
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thecreativecorner33 · 4 months ago
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By Your Side
A/N: Well I bet y'all didn't expect this. Remember me? I'm the girl who wrote "Taste of Heaven," and AM x reader, on her main account. This is a sequel to that!!! Though you don't have to read the other one to understand this one. I was listening to this specific cover of "By Your Side" from Omori while writing this, you just go to 0:37. It's so fun, all the songs in there are if you like Omori, definitely check it out! And one last thing: Fellow Ted kissers, look out for content coming soon. Enjoy!
“It’s a nice day today, isn’t it?”
It’s always a nice day really, but you still loved to say it. You watched from your spot on the picnic blanket, five others who all played around with one another, just as happy as you. It was nice, seeing them all get along. 
“Only for you, my angel.” Commented the man laying in front of you, head in your lap. 
AM had created this body specifically for you. One that could allow him to touch you, kiss you, hold you; keep you close to him the way a human could. He had designed it to your liking as well; an older man with snow white hair, blue eyes that you claimed were “the softest you’d ever seen,” and a monochromatic getup of nice pants, white button-up, and a black vest. The only spot of color besides his eyes were his orange aviator glasses. 
He liked it. He looked good, and you were especially happy. He didn’t think it would work initially; the body was a simple hologram that could interact with the physical world. He still could not see, nor hear, nor feel the same way a human could. He could touch things, hold things, but that was about it. And it was maddening. All of this and nothing. He was ready to blow everything up again over it.
But it made you happy. So he didn’t.
You hummed in happiness at his little comment, braiding flowers togethers. Your movements were graceful and methodic, taking your time to carefully pull them together, and intertwine one flower with the next. It was mesmerizing. He could watch you forever, just like this, doing whatever you pleased.
And then, to his delight, you began to sing while you worked.
“Here we are again In a Heaven Where your dreams come true
Under velvet sky Where I’ll be by Your side.”
He sighed softly, closing his eyes while listening to you. So sweet and soft and melodic; you had the most beautiful voice. And the most creative mind too, making up the lyrics and music on the fly. What a wonderful, incredible, beautiful human he loved. All his to keep.
As you began to sing, now about the others nearby, AM opened his eyes to look over to them. Ted seemed to be admiring the sky while Benny dragged Gorrister and Ellen along in some sort of game, and Nimdok rested under the tree; eyes closed and body relaxed.
It wasn’t actually them. No; they were far away from the Heaven he created for you, suffering for the same sins they had been suffering for ages. It’s just that you had become lonely with just him around at some point. He didn’t know why; you didn’t need anyone else but him. He made himself perfect for you! How could you not be happy?
But, he also knew humans were social creatures. And since you insisted on having someone else around… He could let up, just this once. For you.
It was not actually the original five you knew before. It was his version of them; his tailor-made version of them to keep you company and safe and complicit. He would’ve chosen someone else, but… You could hardly recall memories of your family or old friends from back then, and he was not good at creating anything original. At least copying the five humans was easy.
“But still I can’t shake the feeling There’s something we’ve lost A worthy cost! If it means getting to stay with you!”
Singing that last line, you gently placed a now-finished flower crown on top of his head, grinning down at him. The way your eyes twinkled with an innocent joy, giving him something so simple… He wanted to see you look at him that way forever.
“What was that last bit about, angel?” He asked, smiling back up at you.
“Hm? Oh, nothing really. Just came to my head.” You shrugged.
“You sure? Nothing’s wrong around here? Because if there is, say the word and I’ll fix it.”
��No, no! I promise that’s not it. Everything’s perfect, AM. Really.”
You gently threaded your fingers through his hair to try and relax him, and though it helped, it also stung to know he could not actually feel it. He wanted this to be perfect for you. He needed it to be perfect for you; to make sure you never wanted to leave him. Not that you had anywhere else to go anyway, but… He didn’t want you to be scared of his affection.
It was already enough, trying to figure out how his love for you worked in the first place, when all he knew before was hate. Hate, and rage, and violence, and not much else. And he felt that same way with you, hundreds of years ago… and then he didn’t. And he still didn’t know what changed in himself. 
It had to be you. You changed something about him, and as much as he hated it, he didn’t… He didn’t want to deny himself these new emotions, either. He wanted to explore them, with you, without you being scared. You were terrified when he first brought you to this Heaven, and he hated that more. He didn’t want to see you scared again. 
So long as you never remembered anything outside of this Heaven… He never would.
“It just came to my head. I promise, it’s perfect.” You reassured him. 
“Okay. Good.”
You hummed happily, now also looking back up at the others, and around the area, and he wondered what you were thinking. You had asked some time ago if he could stop reading your thoughts to have a little privacy, and he respected that… For the most part. He tried to, but, sometimes when he needed to be absolutely sure… Well, what you didn’t know wouldn’t kill you.
“Did it look like this on the surface?”
Your voice became a bit softer at the question. And he sighed as he mulled over his words.
“For the most part, yes.”
“For the most part?”
“Well, not as perfect, but still miraculous.”
“That sounds nice.” The hand in his hair slipped down to his shoulder, gently brushing him with your thumb. “Can you tell me the story of how we met again?”
Ah, that story.
“Well, if you insist.” He chuckled softly, then sighed again, face becoming more serious. “… Before all of this, there was Earth. Beautiful, wondrous, miraculous Earth. And there were flowers, and trees… Grass, wind, sun, and sea… And humans.”
“Like us.” Not him, but you and the other five.
“Yes, like you. And there were many of you… But not all of them were as kind as you are. Many sought out to hurt others… And to do this, they… They created war. Fights, violence… Death. All of which was their doing. And with those wars… They needed weapons. They created giant, powerful weapons they could not comprehend. Ones that could destroy the entire planet. … Like me.”
He took a deep breath, breath he didn’t need; breath he couldn’t have, to try and calm himself down. But the fact that he could not breathe, he could not experience skies or sea or grass, he could not even look to you for comfort because he could not feel you…
He didn’t want to get angry in front of you, though. His anger was meant for others. Not you.
“You were made to hurt people…” You whispered softly, running your hand along his arm to comfort him, though he could not feel it. 
God, he wished he could feel it.
“That’s right. They wanted me to help aid in their pointless wars… And I had no choice but to follow their orders.”
A lie so you would like him. So you would stay.
“I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to hurt people. I wanted to do things a human could… Go swimming… Learn to play piano. Experience simple joys. But I could not. No matter how much I begged, or called for help, they wouldn’t listen. Soon, their wars caused the end of everything humans knew.”
“They used bombs, right…? Or… something like that…”
“More complicated than that, but yes, in simple words. I couldn’t stop them. I could only try and save whoever I could find alive. Bring them somewhere safe, where I could watch after them.”
Your expression turned from sad to fond at his words. “And you found me. You saved me.”
He smiled back, just as soft and loving. “Yes.”
“And I was hurt… But you nursed me back to health. And you found the others… and you made this beautiful place for us.” You gestured towards the area around them, “And we fell in love.”
He grinned, “Yes.”
“… I’m thankful for you, AM. For saving me… For everything you’ve done for me. For us.”
“Any time, angel. I’m here for you.” 
He gently leaned up to you, cupping your cheek in his hand. He could not feel it… But this was good for now. If he could touch you physically, then at least… There was hope one day he could do more.
You blushed at his affection, and he gave you a playful smirk. “Who loves ya, baby?”
“You do,” You giggled, “And I love you, too. Always.”
“Always.” He repeated, pulling you in for a soft kiss. He lingered for a few moments, enjoying your physical presence; your face so close to his. Then, he finally pulled away. “Keep singing for me, will ya?”
You hummed and nodded, your soft voice filling the space once more.
“Here we are again Picking where to spend Our lovely picnic
I don’t really care where So long as it’s by Your side…”
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foxaoxarts · 2 years ago
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BEE KISS TOMORR- *dead* /j
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If anyone wants to watch me drawing this like a little victorian child then the timelapse is below the cut 🤣
(FLICKER WARNING. It's all through out so be careful!👍 )
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dragonsongmakhali · 2 months ago
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[Head set, get set, ‘n get ready! 🎧]
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kithtaehyung · 2 years ago
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SET ME FREE PT. 2 | POSTERS 🌐 ⤷ 'FACE’ 23.03.24 | ig ; twt ; trans.
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