#I'm tired of being of broke!

[starry-bi-sky]

realizing i have. a lot of untapped trauma potential for clone^2 danny because i just Fully Processed Four Months Late the fact that his parents were capturing and torturing ghosts in the basement before he became Phantom. and the fact that he was on house rest for 2 weeks. during that time period. and he wasn't really leaving the house. he could hear their screaming through the floorboards

*points at clone danny* i can give you suuuuuuch a bad time babe ahaha. i've got two untouched years before you meet damian what fucks you up before then

[twitchyglitchy]

What do I have to do to get out of here? Who do I have to beg on my knees to so I can leave?

Get me out of my house

P@yPal: twitchyjayson

Current Goal: $55/$800

[friesian]

i'm not going to say much about it, mostly on account that i do not consider myself a part of the gw2 community anymore, but you guys have a serious problem with poc speaking up for themselves and telling you when you've done something wrong and inheriently a bit racist. your first reaction should be to sit down and shut up, genuinely. a lot of you would do some good to examine who and what you're sympathizing with and why your first instinct is to exend a loving hand to your white community members, while swatting away and 'critically examining' the poc ones. have some goddamn introspection.

[queerstudiesnatural]

commenting "what if i'm broke" under a post about donations to help people evacuate gaza literally won't accomplish anything. no one is forcing you to donate if you absolutely can't. as i've said before, giving just $5 helps, but if you don't even have $5 to spare, which is fair and a reality for too many people, especially young people, then you can still help by sharing campaign posts, to tumblr and any other social media platform you use. your voice is just as impactful as your wallet. using your voice to place yourself in a victim position on a post discussing the victims of an active genocide really isn't the punchline you think it is. "but what if i'm broke :(" then you can still push buttons on your phone. there is no excuse to be passive.

we need to stop waiting for the people with the really big wallets to help, because they've made it abundantly clear that they're not going to. politicians and celebrities won't do anything, but we still have to.

donate, share, speak up 🗣️🍉

[betweenmee]

I owe myself an apology for letting you treat me like that

[astrolotte]

Genuinely intrigued by the potential of Peri and Irep's dynamic but only in a platonic way so I end up not vibing with the fandom's portrayal of it 😔😔😔

(No but listen LISTEN they were kinda-almost-friends when we last saw them in FOP, yeah? Now they're enemies, with both actively fighting each other, and Irep going so far as to try and kill Peri's parents. What happened? When? What influenced it? Did they ever become friends, or did it nosedive the moment the cameras turned off? What about Sammy? How do Irep's parents factor into this? Could it ever be fixed? There's just so much we haven't seen, and romance just feels like too easy a solution to me. Let their friendship be easy to break, fragile. Let them have to work to keep the connection. Fairies and Anti-Fairies are literally made to be opposites, so what happens when two genuinely and truly become friends?)

((and yeah I guess a lot of this could factor into a romantic angle but ALAS the fandom seems to be leaning heavily into the funny toxic yaoi angle 😔 I don't mind it! By all means, please have your very harmless fun! But it ain't my jam :P Perhaps I'll have to write a oneshot myself...))

(((see tags for more rambles i guess. whoops a bitch spoke too much in there as he always does)))

[blazingstar29]

I found love

First cab off the rank for the icemav song series! I Found by Amber Run from @qedart. (Do y'all want these on ao3?)

cw: inexplicit period typical homophobia

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I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be

Fear doesn’t set in for some years, despite how uncertain they were at first. No, Tom is never scared of his love for Maverick. But it’s only as his sister gets engaged and his cousin has a baby that he comes to a chilling realisation that he’s of the age where he needs to shed his bachelor personality and take a desk position, get married, and have kids. 

And he would love too, he’d love to do all those things. Except he can’t, not without killing his soul in the process.

Because he’d love to get married – to Maverick. He’d love to come home – to Maverick. He’d love to have kids – with Maverick. 

But he can’t marry Maverick. He can’t always come home to Maverick. He can’t have kids with Maverick. 

How unfortunate that the man so many people are convinced is cold and heartless has so much love, only for it to be forbidden. Denied. Disgraced. 

Love was meant to be for the daughter of an Admiral or a banker or someone. So long as she was a daughter. Love wasn’t meant to be found in his rival, his competitor, his wingman. His Maverick. 

Fear instils itself in him. It makes him hold his breath every time the topic of relationships comes up around his family, waiting for the questions. It’ll be harder to maintain the it’s hard to court from an aircraft carrier when he inevitably takes a desk position. Sooner or later his mother will want her son to have children, a daughter in law to talk wallpaper with. 

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And i’ll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take

Pete spent his entire life asking the universe questions and never waiting long enough for an answer. How long can he go before breaking into the turn? How much more can the air boss take? 

He’s spent his entire life pushing it, right on the edge of the envelope. Higher, faster. More often than not it’s worked out, somehow. But he fails, falls, just like everyone. Each time he seems to land into the grounder harder than before. Like the universe is sending him a message. 

Stop.

But he never listened, never paid attention. Didn’t take any hints from the universe on when to slow down. Not until Tom Kazansky showed up, an ever present speedometer that reminds him to break, to eat and sleep.

—-

Tom’s father dies when he’s thirty seven and it stops the questions for a while. A part of him feels guilt, or is regret, that his father never saw him  become a father. At the wake his mother takes by the hand into the garden and cups her hand on his cheek. 

She smiles up at him sadly, but hopeful. 

“Love that boy who sat in the back,” she whispers quietly. “You’re free now.” 

—

 Pete’s spent so long being told to give in, to relent to the pressure, the expectation. To slow down, follow orders, stay on the straight and narrow. He’s spent so long hearing it that sometimes he forgets to find the accelerator, to pour his all, to give his everything. 

Before the first dark star test flight Tom holds his hand through the fire repellent gloves on the long walk out to the flight line in the middle of the Mojave desert. 

“Nervous?”

He looks at Tom through his helmet. A view they’ll share in this exact spot more than once. 

“I’m about to ask an experimental aircraft to go Mach 5.”

Tom takes him by the shoulders and gets as close to Pete’s face shield as he dares. “I know so many people including myself have told you to slow down, to stop, to think, to change course. And something I’ve rarely told you is to hurry up.” Move your ass, get up here! I’m engaged with five. Repeat five. I’m in deep shit! “You are the only one who can push it up there the way you do.”

“But what if–”

“I want you to come home tonight. But Mav, I know you. I know you’ve been told to give in, give up all your life. It’s time for you to take. Push it, because you can.” 

[disdaidal]

I wanna thank my irl friends who follow me here and also my beloved mutuals as well as followers who still send me kind messages and try to interact with me and my stuff even if I'm bad at doing it myself.

Honestly, things haven't been that great with me lately, so... it means a lot to me. Honestly. <3

[plumbob-pudding]

Although the strike had now ended, Oliver had yet to return to work. He felt disillusioned with everything; did he really move across the country to work in a factory? He really didn't want to spend his life like this.

He met up with Bertie one morning for a promised surprise. Bertie led him down to the docks where the old bank stood.The rumour was the owners had closed it and fled once colored people starting moving into the neighborhood.

Bertie turned to Oliver with a smile on his face. "I've bought it!" he said, "it's all ours. I guess old Uncle Clarence was good for something."

Oliver was shocked. The bank was definitely in need of some major sprucing but it seemed the perfect solution to his problems.

[makaelachanese]

Some people deserve to be loved and cared about.. but unfortunately I’m not one of them.

[caterjunes]

i know my body is doing its best but christ alive.

[elizabro]

man I dated once asked "why do you think about being a woman so much?" as in why do I constantly think about sexism. I mean, I don't know. it's not like I want to be reminded. I've told men, specifically, at the beginning of relationships, I don't like to be reminded I'm a woman. and they're always sort of confused but still kind of get what I mean. like I don't want to be treated as delicate and demure. but somehow it always comes back into the equation. men want to dominate me in bed, hold me down, call me good girl. I tell a man who unprompted calls me daddy's girl in bed that it's a major turn-off for me; he still says it from time to time. we break up. this man had told me he's enlightened in feminist terms; he grew up with sisters yadda yadda. I doubted it from the get-go, but remained optimistic. a man I dated tells me he likes skinny women (like me). I have a little bit of a babyface. people often mistake me for someone younger. he insists that this is not part of the appeal, while being 7 years my senior. "how old did you think I was when you started hitting on me?" I ask him. he doesn't have an answer. why do you think about being a woman, and I'm trying to shop for clothes but struggle to find a shirt that's not too low-cut or too sheer. my brother complains during a family dinner that women's soccer is too boring. I look up scenes for the movie "into the wild" because my parents are watching it. there's a scene where the main character refuses a girl's advances because she's 16. most men in the comments are calling him stupid; saying they would have had sex with her anyway. I like em skinny like that, a man says. a shame kristen stewart had to go gay and shave her head. what a waste. we're only valuable if we cater to men's pleasure, I suppose.

why do you think about being a woman so much? a man cooks dinner for us at his place and says, you know, I'm not the kind of man who wants women to cook dinner for him all the time, and I say, congrats on having moved beyond the 19-fuckin-50s. we break up. I make a mental note to start lifting, become muscular. cut my hair really short. I like my long hair, though. and yet I can only think of how men like it. how cutting it would free me of so many unwanted sexual advances. I think of men pulling women's hair in porn; men trying to replicate that in their sex lives. men replicating a lot of things they see in porn. porn being overarchingly violent and degrading towards women, and what that means for women's sex lives. how come you think about being a woman all the time, as men stare at me on the street and in bars. a man I date tells me, every man in the bar was looking at you. undressing you with their eyes, as if it's supposed to be a compliment, and clearly more to stroke his own ego. I tell him this makes me uncomfortable, and he shrugs and says sorry, but it's true. I wonder why he is so comfortable reminding me that to most men I'm an object, delights in it even. why do you think about being a woman so much? I think of telling men that I'm kind of not entirely a woman, but this means jack shit to them, who are happy as long as I look the part. anyway I think I'm gonna stop dating men for awhile

[the-descolada]

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[tittyinfinity]

My mother confuses the fuck out of me

[clowningaroundmars]

the way that i am now downloading stock market news apps......... and squinting at these crazy ass news articles and learning finance terms n shit.... trying to read these number and graphs........

i am morphing into a middle aged dad of 3 kids. 🧍‍♂️

[anxietywasright]

Promises dont have any worth you just leave them worthless