#I FEEL MEAN :((

[omtai]

Fuckk there’s thirteen thousand ants in the world 😍

[askthelordsinblack]

Wiggly please just one chance I beg 🙏

In the most unkind way possible get the fuck away from me.

[oxytocin-lover]

I feel like ruining someone's mood rn. ⋆.*ೃ✧

Have you ever felt like you love someone??

Im not actually sure if it even counts as platonic and familial love too, but love love isn't technically real. Its more of a reaction that people turned into a concept and romanticised it.

You see, when you get that kind of rush of emotions; that kind of warm fuzzy feeling and butterflies in your stomach, its actually a chemical reaction.

Its a release of oxytocin, the love chemical. Oxytocin is a peptide hormone and neuropeptide normally produced in the hypothalamus and released by the posterior pituitary. If you didn't get that, look it up on wiki.

So, everything you feel like your in love, its not love. Its just chemicals. ⋆.*ೃ♡

Love you 🩰🌷🍰

[artistakai]

I feel drained, as if my feelings towards ppl changed so much for no reason and i often feel bad for that

[endlessraine]

I giggled a little bit

[bartletslesbians]

Hello!! 1, 6, & 12 please! 💛

Choosing Violence Ask Game

1. the character everyone gets wrong

Hmm, I actually don't know? The ones that come to mind are Ron, Bellatrix, and Draco. For different reasons. But for all of them, it's less of a generalisation and more of a "there are common characterisations or tropes that I don't like" LMAO. I'm in a few circles where ron-bashing is really popular and I just can't, I don't like bashing in general and I really hate it for Ron especially, he deserves better. For Bellatrix... it's really more of a me problem in that I can't see a redemption arc for her that doesn't start early in the first war, and ANYTHING that tries to start it later or doesn't explain how it happened instantly is a No for me because in my head, that makes no sense and that's not how I can visualise her character in any way. For Draco... he just annoys me and since I stopped being a fan of drarry I actually haven't? read? more than one or two fics or headcanons about him that didn't make me go no that's not him he's worse.

This goes with the obligatory reminder that I'm a hypocrite and I KNOW people think the exact same thing about my portrayal of Narcissa, so it's absolutely not meant to be a dig at anyone or rude towards fans. I just heavily disagree with the above characterisations.

6. which ship fans are the most annoying?

Oh you wanna see me cancelled.

It's jegulus and rosekiller, specifically the ones in specific twitter and tiktok circles (mainly bc on tumblr I don't encounter them bc the tag system here sorta works). I don't have an explanation. They're just annoying and they know it and they seem to take pride in it. And it's not ALL of them, definitely. There's a bunch of jegulus shippers I follow who are perfectly nice people. But in the same way that certain Sides (ngl, I was a part of those sides at 14) of the drarry fandom were annoying.. some jegulus fans can be super annoying. They give tiktok fans a bad rep, is my personal theory.

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

YES POSITIVE ENDING

Narcissa and Rodolphus. Because they're GOOD. No. They're heinous. I love them.

The most chaotic and despicable Evil Best Friends? wlw mlm solidarity on the Evil side? he's a horse guy with a bad taste in men and the only one willing to put up with Narcissa's dramatics for a whole lifetime. I love them so much. I have so many thoughts. But also I don't ever want them to get popular the way Regulus or Evan has gotten popular. I wanna keep them. I want them to stay in my head and the heads of less than 100 people on tumblr. please.

[shadesofmauve]

I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.

Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.

He was really nice.

Yeah.

It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?

You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."

You didn't, loves, you didn't.

We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.

I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.

Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.

When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"

No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.

Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?

Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.

That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.

I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.

A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.

I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.

So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!

Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.

You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.

I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.

I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.

It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.

Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.

[tawnysoup]

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[color-ns]

Sometimes tweeter people know their stuff- this is the right kind of toxic angst I want to read.

[pouletpourri]

"You just have to look closely."

[demonicsuffrage]

Tim, abruptly standing up in shock: Wait, I just realised that Damian will graduate highschool in 2032

Damian, rasing a brow: Yes, ofcourse? As I am currently in fourth grad-

Jason, spitting out water: What the fuck? 2032?

Steph, pointing accusingly: That's not a real graduation year you made that up!

Dick: I think I just threw up in my mouth a little

Duke, with his head in his hands: Does anyone else feel both their feet in the grave? I graduated this year!

Dick: Feet? More like my entire body, I finished high school years ago!

Cass: Guys I think Bruce is crying

[sparkoflena]

Kon: Why are you staring at me so intently?

Tim, completely casually: I think I want to stab you with Kryptonite a few times. In different areas. For science.

Kon: ...why is my best friend considering torturing me?

Tim: I'm wondering if it takes you down so badly because it is truly that dangerous to you or if the invulnerablility of Kryptonians gives you a weak pain tolerance.

Kon: And you're asking me, a half human, instead of Clark or Kara?

Tim: They'd start telling Bruce about my "concerning villainous behavior" again.

Kon: And I won't?

Tim: I've kept fighting through pneumonia, a gunshot wound, and broken bones. And you go down when I poke you with a rock. Come on, you've got to be curious.

Kon: ...okay, I am a little curious.

Tim: YES! You won't regret this!

Kon: I will absolutely regret this.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Poppy playtime got a guy worse than William Afton

[universityofwarwick]

thinking that my friend might like me immediately made me want to stop hanging out with her and push her away 😭😭 it was such an immediate and visceral reaction i’m only just realizing how quickly my feelings changed. i obviously don’t dislike her she’s a really great friend and i don’t want to stop being friends but rn im finding that i don’t want to be alone with her and i don’t want her to pay too much attention to me.. we’re getting dinner rn and i was kinda hoping someone else would come too but i think it’s just gonna be us… bit scared

[doccywhomst]