#I made it SAD

[running-with-the-feels]

Kuai Liang: What is that smell?

Johnny, baking: Cookies a la my childhood best friend's mom's favorite recipe, want one?

Kuai Liang, takes a bite:.......

Kuai Liang, starts crying: Mama?

Johnny Cage: Oh shit

[mychlapci]

New au time, tfp shockblurrr. Wonder where Blurr actually put soundwave? Is he dead? Or is he tied up someone half dead?

Does lazerbeak know her host has been replaced? Or is she in the dark about it? Assuming that the two of them share an emotional bond and connection maybe she’s a bit suspicious of why Soundwave has shut his half of the bond off. Because if blurr was to replace soundwave he’d have to keep Lazerbeak or else it’d look too suspicious.

Maybe she knows, and maybe she tells Shockwave first- but shockwave already knows and WHY isnt he snitching?

,chase anon

I did jokingly say that Soundwave then replaced Blurr, but I think that Soundwave just... died. Someone got to him on the battlefield by pure coincidence and Blurr decided to take the opportunity and quickly assumed his position, becoming an "autobot" spy in the decepticon ranks. Perhaps Laserbeak is fake as well? Or she was simply the easier to convince out of all the cassettes, which left/we killed when they realized that their bond with Soundwave went dark, and now she's the only one who stuck around. I think she knows. I think she misses Soundwave. But Blurr's chest is as warm to nestle in as Soundwave's used to be.

Shockwave weighs the pros and cons of keeping Blurr's secret, and he rationalizes that it's much more beneficial to him to keep quiet. Besides, he likes this new Soundwave.

[onlyarogue]

Continued from here with @falliblexpenance

It took a little convincing before Rogue agreed to start sharing a bed with Remy. It was not that she didn’t want to cohabitate, nor did she find the idea of cuddling up to him in bed unappealing. Quite the opposite on both accounts. It was all about wanting him safe. It was all about not wanting the first person she had been willing to open her heart up for to not end up in a coma.

Somehow they were here though. Rogue stood at the end of the bed wrapped in a towel as she watched Remy’s sleeping face. He looked peaceful in a way that didn’t happen all that often when the Cajun was awake. Rogue slipped into thick sweat pants and a hoodie before adding socks and satin gloves as the final bit of protection against her powers. These precautions had to be agreed to in order for the southern woman to stay in his room.

She squeezed her two-toned hair with the towel, a final attempt to remove excess water and draped it over the bedpost to dry. Eh she’d hang it up properly in the morning. Right now she wanted to sink into the mattress and sleep next to her handsome partner. The shift in the mattress woke Remy up, his accented voice thick from sleep.

“Got nothin’ to apologize for.” Rogue answered. She pulled her hood up over her hair and lay down just in time for a possessive tug to pull her closer to Remy’s body. She chuckled quietly. “Missed me? You saw me fifteen minutes ago.” But she knew what he meant. The constant desire to be near him. A pull like gravity that drew them together.

And maybe always she knew deep down this would happen. Maybe Rogue always knew that all the precautions in the world would never truly be as safe as keeping her distance. In both their exhausted states they were bound to slip one day. Like a hand brushing a strip of pale skin accidentally exposed between Rogue’s sleeve and glove. The surge of energy from his body to hers had Rogue’s green eyes snapping open. The clamor of thoughts and memories that weren’t her own swarmed around her conscious though none of them clear enough for her to know what was happening. The touch had been too brief. Rogue had enough presence of mind to jerk away. Her body rolled across the mattress to break the skin contact.

“Remy!” Her singular motivation in this moment, make sure he was okay. She crawled back to his side, her temporarily red and black eyes welled up with tears.

“Talk to me are you okay?��

[zazzander]

One thing I think is really interesting is the Potters probably weren't labelled blood-traitors until the First Wizarding War. At some point they would have declared themselves openly against Voldemort (as opposed to simply staying neutral) and depending on when they did that, it's totally possible that when James and Sirius became friends Walburga and Orion wouldn't have minded. Like Dorea Black married Charlus Potter not so many decades ago, the House of Black clearly accepted the family back then. The only thing that could have really changed that is the First Wizarding War. Imagine how much it would have hurt to be told he couldn't be friends with James anymore? And everyday he remains by James' side becomes a day of defiance that must be punished...

[threefandomsinatrenchcoat]

Tony owns a Bucky Bear.

His mother gifted it to him when they were still relatively new, together with a Captain America one. He still has both, but the Bucky bear always gave him more comfort.

Yes, Captain America is good and righteous and mighty, but he's also the unattainable bar Howard constantly compares him to and holding onto a representation of what he can never hope to achieve while crying about just that doesn't feel particularly comforting.

Bucky, on the other hand, is like Tony. Just human. Not perfect. Left in the shadow of someone larger than life, though Steve Rogers seems to try a lot harder to pull him along and support him than Howard tries for Tony.

That stuffed animal quickly becomes something Tony can't let go of, even as he gets "too old" for his other plushies. It's still his comfort, carefully hidden from Howard.

He finds other comforts in his late teens. Falls into the bottle. Puts the bear onto a shelf next to the almost pristine Captain America one that lacks all the tear stains and other signs of years of love.

But he keeps it. Still, he keeps it.

Even after the Civil War fiasco, he keeps it. And he feels stupid and tiny, clinging to it like he did as a child, in light of all that happened since then. But it still gives him comfort like it did, then, and there's nothing he needs more than that, left behind like he is without his former team.

All alone but for the Bucky bear, like he was back then when Howard forbid his mother from seeing him in his fits of rage.

[mysteriouslybluepirate]

Modern! OFMD

Izzy and Ed share a life, either an apartment or house(for saving money or genuine affection, who knows). They spend time together Pre-Stede. Genuinely get along before things sour.

Izzy and Ed have the exact opposite pizza toppings preference. Both are too stubborn to order two pizzas, but neither will give it up. Each will be mad when the flavors combine. It's not a thing they debate over, just something they both adapt to.

So if Izzy orders half and half when he's sad after Ed leaves, who knows. He has more money nowadays; he's been putting in more hours. He won't touch Ed's horrendous side of the pizza and shove off the extra slices to whoever comes over next, but that contaminated edge? That's all his.

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

i have this beautiful mental image of this hoodie/very covered up professional looking corpse man in the employee section signing his employment contract with pink glitter pen

and management can't do anything abt it bc hes the most qualified to handle the animatronics and they *need* him

He carry’s them with him everywhere I know it in my heart

a whole collection

[attleboy]

TADC SPOILERS AHEAD!! //

don't forget

[crimsonandcarbon]

She stared ahead but acknowledged his presence with a nod.

"Knowing more about this world and what happened... it's just make'n me think about my own... was it called? Timeline? Yeah. Kinda hope everything turned out for the best over there too. That other blonde kid sure did cry a lot after stabbin' me."

She tried to make it sound like she was taking a dig at him, but she couldn't keep the softness out of her tone. Greed couldn't recall the last time anyone had cared about her that much outside the chimera. Let alone some kid who barely knew her.

[astralburned]

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Ritzell's parents were both Blades of Marmora, and her own Blade belonged to her father before his passing. It's from a matching set with her mother's, with the word "Eternally" engraved in them from when the two were married. Ritzell is torn between keeping her father's blade with her, or putting it next to her mother's in the wall where all the fallen blades lie. (Her father would say that she should keep it, have it protect the thing that CAME from that eternal vow. But she doesn't know that.)

[inkskinned]

the tradwife movement is the same as it has always been - back in the kitchen, back to breeding - it just has better branding.

when i was younger, i hated pink. i was not like other girls. this is now something i'm embarrassed of - this was not me being a "girl's girl."

but it was expressing something many of us felt at the time: i literally wasn't what girlhood was supposed to be. this is a hard thing to explain, but you know when you're not performing girlhood correctly. it isn't as easy as "i liked x when girls liked y" - because there were other girls that liked x, too - but i never figured out exactly the correct way to like x, or to be interested in y.

now there is the divine feminine. this is the same rhetoric it has always been: women are biologically driven to like pink and ribbons and submitting to our husbands.

the problem is that the patriarchy found a better PR team. because yes, actually, i want every woman to have the choice to be a homemaker. i also want her taken seriously for her legitimate home-making labor. i want her to be recognized as also having a job, just unpaid. i want men to have this opportunity, too.

but it is no longer "i made this choice and I love it." instead it is a sixteen-paragraph rant about how selfish it is that my generation isn't having kids. instead it's long videos about how if you feed your children processed foods, you're going to kill them. instead it is "this is what womanhood is supposed to be. i feel bad for any other choices you're making."

the shame spiral is just prettier. it is large houses devoid of personality. it is the implication: if you don't have this, you aren't happy. the solid, everlasting assurance: women are actually supposed to be submitting. this is the default. this is the natural state of things. all other attempts inflict suffering.

but you can no longer say i'm not like other girls. you can no longer reject this image completely. you cannot find it revolting, even if you know that the underbelly is toxic and festering. sure, it is the same repackaged patriarchy. but the internet does not have shades of grey. you should support and reward other women! your disgust is actually internalized misogyny. not because you are seeing a vision of yourself the way they're trying to train you to be. not because you feel her ghost pass within an inch of your earlobe. not because your father will eventually ask you - why can't you be like her?

because they figured out how to make it beautiful: women will sell other women on this idea, and we will find the singular loophole in feminism. sure, she's shaming you in most of her videos. sure, she implies that a different life is obscene. but she just wants you to be happy! you'd be happier if you were listening!

and the whole time you're sitting there thinking: i'd actually just be happier if i had that kind of money.

[running-with-the-feels]

Lil Satoshi: (sound asleep on Kuai Liang)

Bihan: Hey brother whatcha-!???(He was hit with a pillow)

Kuai Liang:(hushed him) shhh satoshi is sleeping!

Bihan: Awww you used to sleep just like that

Kuai Liang:......did I really?

Bi-Han: Yeah, you used to-...used to curl up next to Lian and just doze right off, out like a light

Kuai Liang: You never talk about them. I know that it's hard for you, but I-............I wish you'd talk about them more.

Bi-Han: I guess I just don't see the point, since, yknow....

Kuai Liang: Yeah, I get it. But you remember them, and I don't, so, I dunno I just- Nevermind, its selfish

Bi-Han: It isn't. They were your family too, memories or no

Kuai Liang: Would you tell me about them sometime?

Bi-Han:.....sure. Johnny says it's healthy so, might as well give it a shot

[chocolatecoffeeshot]

That is *if* they have graves

I think Crystal would make a point of, at least once every few months, taking flowers to the graves of Edwin and Charles. Because she would never give them the flowers face to face and because she wants people to see their graves and now that they matter.

[gendernewtral]

gilbert baker designed his flag with the express purpose of it including every single queer person. baker was so dedicated to making sure his flag was inclusive that he added another stripe in 2017, lavender, to represent diversity. the concept that it’s for white gay men came around later and needs to be changed.

can we please go back to associating the original flag, and ideally the modern rainbow flag, with inherent inclusion of every single queer person? instead of deciding that the original wasn’t good enough? personalized flags are important for representing those who have typically been excluded from the queer community, but reclaiming the original flag as a symbol of inclusion is important too.

[barghest-land]

ancient sun cast your light cause there’s no hope in endless winter

Bogolubovia

[chloesimaginationthings]

Elizabeth Afton bets on losing dogs in FNAF..