#STOP TALKING SHIT ABOUT MY BABY

[jimmysea]

Defending day on the internet is not enough I need a gun

[introspectivememories]

been watching mashle and oh my god, the eugenics???? the way lance's parents were so ready to give up their daughter??? no second thought???? just "why did this child have to be born to us?"???? um everyone talking in mash's face about how non-magic people are inherently worthless???? the triple line dude fucking making dolls out of people and somehow no one??? is??? checking him???? and then when questioned immediately jumping into "well humans are little more than mindless beasts and i will become a creator deity and reshape the world in my liking!"????? the, um, corruption in the government??? the way this story is so clearly "h*rry p*tter if it was actually funny"??? the slytherin coded characters are blood purists???? they took out hufflepuff??? one of the magia lupus' mage's powerset was just big shuriken???? another one is rip off kisame???? lance is a siscon and the first thing mash says is "that doesn't make it better"???? lemon is genuinely so fuckin funny??? dot is incel-coded but like in a funny way??? dot says that lance is playing life on "easy mode" cause lance has a good face??? dot likes tea??? dot has good manners??? everybody only has one spell they can use??? finn ames is like if you transported is regular human into this stupid ass world??? i think the old man and the cop have explored each others bodies.

[forbiddenseason]

More about Loser Baby but about the moment where Angel calls himself a “coked up dick sucking ho”

He calls himself that to demean himself. Many other characters (antagonists usually) use the same kinds of words to demean Angel and imply he isn’t worthwhile.

But Husk says “baby, that’s fine by me.”

And it makes Angel smile, it’s what really cheers him up.

The entire song is about having value as a person despite where you are in life.

[12u3ie]

reminder that anyone telling you not to vote is either an idiot or trying to strip away your rights 😊

[salt-baby]

I just don't understand people who don't do a COVID test when they get sick

[dollypopup]

the more I think about it and rewatch his scenes, the more I cannot help but realize that Colin is coded as a neurodivergent character. At least, I can very clearly see how Luke Newton, a neurodivergent actor, is playing Colin as a neurodivergent character

a special interest in Greek mythology? in traveling? neurodivergent

taking people's word at face value without 'reading between the lines'? neurodivergent

not being able to read Penelope's feelings regardless of how 'obvious' they are? neurodivergent

brain constantly bouncing around from one idea to the next (as in the books)? neurodivergent

not saying the 'right thing' and admitting to having to rehearse important conversations? neurodivergent

all that rejection sensitivity and regret he had well over a year after his engagement blew up? neurodivergent

masking in public? the whole 'charming facade'? neurodivergent

the man straight up STIMS, I mean how often do we see him fidgeting or playing with something? he has an oral fixation like no one's business, always eating, rubbing his mouth, licking his lips

I just can't unsee it

and, one day, i hope our fandom is going to be ready to recognize how many of the things we've unjustly called him an 'idiot' or 'stupid' for is actually just him existing with a neurodivergent brain and how hurtful that can come across to us neurodivergent peeps who identify with him

[shannonsketches]

I can't forgive Super's anime for a lot of reasons but I especially can't forgive them deciding Vegeta's casual wear is Costco Dad when the manga clearly said Gym Dilf

[up-in-flames-writing]

In lieu of Stuff Your Kindle day, can we talk about the issue of how the m/m genre of books, romance or not, is almost entirely dominated by women? Can we talk about how the most recognisable gay couples in media are written by women? Can we talk about how queer men can't even write about ourselves, how we are only allowed to exist when it's from the point of view of a straight woman sexualising us?

Can we talk about that? Or am I going to get called misogynistic for pointing out the disparity between who gets the writing deals, & who gets their books turned into movies, & whose shit gets popular versus whose doesn't? Can we talk about how m/m fiction is only allowed when it appeals to a cishet gaze, or is that too much for tumblr to take?

Can we also talk about how trans queer men are even more hated by publishing? Can we talk about how we get shit from both sides? Can we talk about how books about the experiences of being a queer man, written by queer men, never get the same recognition as books written by women on this subject (barring academia which has its own problems)?

Can we talk about that? Can we?

[mrstsung]

Raiden enjoyers(specifically mk11 raiden),now i know what that's like to feel like your pookie grossly misunderstood and misinterpreted in media by fans.

Shang tsung is unfortunately joined that. (Side eyeing mk12/mk1 shang tsung fans so hard rn.) God do people not know that mk11 shang is a DIFFERENT SHANG TSUNG?! HE ISN'T THE SAME AS MK12/MK1 SHANG TSUNG. HE WOULDN'T EXPERIMENT WITH YOU. HE'S NOT SOME SHITTY SALESMAN. HE'S NOT A POOR WITTLE WAIF THAT NEEDS TO BE SAVED! mk11 shang tsung would fuck up anyone that hurts you! He'd burn the realms. Like god fucking damn it people! Alchemy and magic isn't he only vocation,he's a master martial artist,hundreds of years of experience. He's an engineer and strategist,he made his island practically self sustained (dont tell the us gov) like holy shit guys. If you're gonna have timeline shenanigans at least bother to remember that there's a fucking difference between all the shangs?! Mk11 shang tsung is a different shang tsung. Mk12/mk1 shang is a fabricated creation of fire god liu kang. (No even that god/titan shang in mk12/mk1 is a different shang tsung,i thought that was obvious?! ) but even then mk12/mk1 shang would treat you right still,not experiment on you! That's a waste! Besides. Mk11 shang tsung has more bite than that. And like i said.... TWO TOTALLY DIFFERENT SHANG TSUNGS. different timelines,different people. I thought that was made clear by the games. (I hate it, but if we are gonna have it you should pay attention to this? Especially if you actually play the game? This is how i KNOW Y'ALL AINT PLAYED OR WATCHED AND PAID ATTENTION TO SHIT.)

So a solidarity toast to people fucking up our blorbos!

*cries*

[crossbackpoke-check]

the deweys photos are from this video: https://youtu.be/5xTwJho44ao?si=bPw8MZZ327lCogVZ aren’t they just everything

kissing you and the minnesota wild official media team (with consent) full on the mouth, THANK YOU THIS VIDEO IS EVERYTHING 🥰🥰 i have seen pieces of it before i think (connor petting a shark 🥹) but the entire video start to finish is such a delight, 10/10 would recommend

[deprivedmusicaljunkie]

how andrew felt writing wwybl

[splorpo]

What are you hating on lately? Not judging I want to join you

can we kiss on the mouth

[tariah23]

How do you have kids and don’t make them do chores. I’ll never get it, man. They grow up to be one of those ppl who’s never washed a single dish before and are usually dirty and of privilege mind. Parents essentially sending their usually annoying kids out into the world to be an even further nuisance just because they don’t know how to do simple, everyday chores when they are fully capable of doing so and are able bodied.

[gideonisms]

See I think if I'd been born a guy I wouldn't be this pathologically avoidant trying to plan my career because there are plenty of situations you can find as a cis man where you just Do Tasks in awkward silence and you can get to those as a woman but you have to go through the rings of hell socializing first and then besides, a lot of those jobs already have so many men that you stand out when the whole point was you Don't want to do that

[kedsandtubesocks]

omg !! your mando!baku thoughts i'm—

living for this au ! 🥺 so cute and such opportunities for angst 👀 drama 👀 forbidden romance 👀 pining !! i yearn for him goodbye akfhsidbbw

ty for sharing !! just wanted to stop by and say that i am in love with this concept 🥺

okay not even joking this literally is me right now because the absolute talent behind one of the best bakugo works and you take me the way I am messages ME?!

(also so ok I’m a big reader on ao3 especially for bnha fic so at first it didn’t hit me that you wrote it and then for a split second I was like “wait why does their name sound familiar- OH MY GOD??” So FORGIVE ME IM SORRY!!)

But lovely Willow oh my goodness… I really can’t explain how bright my entire being feels seeing your message I can’t thank you enough for dropping in to send something because I am just 🥹 and probably will be like all day

But yes TEAM MANDO BAKU!! AHHHHH 😭 he really does fit the role so well doesn’t he? Our chaotic angel queen @ofmermaidstories mentioned him with a certain green baby and my brain malfunctioned because he’d be such a sucker for foundlings

And okay…Honestly 👀 depending on how the current season of the mandalorian ends I might just take the jump and write him to deal with the pain™️ LMAO

For now I knew I had to leave you with something because you are as sweet as can be and i wish I could put into words and explain how much your message means to me so this will have to do, thank you 💐

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The two of you would be stuck in the cave for a while.

“What happened to your damn shitty sorcerer powers huh? Can’t you move the dumb rocks?” Bakugo’s snarled modulated voice cuts through your thoughts and you sigh exhausted already.

You knew about his list of accolades.

One of the strongest mandalorain clan leaders that helped liberate their home planet of Mandalore. A war hero notorious for using not just a jet pack but also specially crafted beskar gauntlets that helped him fire cannon like explosions from his fists. He’s a smart strategist and commander, has earned the respect of the Jedi council for willing to work with your kind.

But he makes you want to pound on his metal helmet head with your lightsaber until it knocks some sense into him.

“It’s sometimes not as simple as moving rocks. I have to save my energy just in case those troopers come back.” You reply sharply. “Besides we both sent out distress signals, someone will come. We just have to wait.”

“Maybe you just can’t move the rocks.” It’s said so casually as Bakugo tries to survey the blocked off exit. The most childish thought rises in you to use his metal body to dig out of the rocks like an awful shovel.

So you breathe- inhale, exhale.

Thankfully the caverns glow from the tiny insects living in the rocks. It’s enough light that you can rummage through the ration packs in your bag.

“Come on,” you offer. “We need to eat something.”

“No.” Bakugo replies gruff. “We could be here a while. Can’t eat all that now.”

He’s right. You’re not telling him that of course. So instead you set your pack back down, close your eyes and try to mediate. But his awfully loud boots stomping around, crunching on every possible rock, makes your face scrunch frustrated. You try to plug up the annoyance leaking in fast.

“Relax.” You say to him or mainly to yourself.

Bakugo scoffs. Your eyes peak open to possibly glare at him. But his back is to you. The obsidian coated beskar he proudly wears is something striking. You even admire the beauty. You also notice you’ve been admiring his broad shoulders that seem to be even broader now with his hands on his hips. You shut your eyes fast.

You’re a knight. You’ve fought wars, survived training to become carved into a harbor of good and peace. You are a lightening rod for the force. You can’t falter, can’t waver.

Your stomach suddenly growls so loud that your eyes snap open horrified.

Bakugo’s helmed face even whips towards you.

“Was that your stomach? Are you part rancor or something because I had my damn suspicions…”

You almost scream at him. You think the force itself might be giggle behind your back.

Embarrassment chokes your mind as you sputter to even think of something. Until the warrior sighs. Bakugo pulls something from one of the pouches attached to his belt.

More ration packs.

“Don’t eat ‘em all.”

You glare hard at him. He knew you had your own. But, you offer him a quiet thanks. As you munch on the bland protein cube you realize-

“You need to eat too.” You tell the warrior.

A moment passes.

“I’ll be fine.” A fast simple reply from him.

“You said it yourself, we don’t know how long we’ll be in here so you need to eat something.”

“And I’ll cross that fucking bridge when if we get there.”

As if the force itself decided to give you a respite, his stomach growls even louder than yours.

It childish and comedic and you can’t even believe the timing. You can’t help it. You bust out laughing. It’s moments like this that remind you this grouchy feral lothcat of a man is in fact someone true and human beneath the helmet. (Or at least you believe he’s human. Your mind wanders about what he looks like beneath the helmet more than you ever will admit out loud.)

“Eat you idiot!” You laugh but a part of you is already terrified that you momentarily just sounded like him.

Something shifts in the air though, faint but heavy enough to notice. Bakugo goes quiet and everything stills alongside him.

“I can’t. Not yet…not here at least.” Oh.

The helmet.

“Look,” you begin solemn, composed. “I swear on my honor as a Jedi Knight you can trust me-“

“Like hell-” he snaps interrupting you first

“Fine!” But you fire back just as fast interjecting. “Starve I guess!”

The words are sharp. You even hate the taste of them, a poisonous bile still lingering in your mouth. Regret already floods you, a wild drowning current. If the council had heard you they would have been disappointed. You’re disappointed in you. You need to be calm, leveled headed. But you know you’re frustrated, tired and…and you hate the strange feeling that’s been crawling on your skin, growing a festering heat, ever since you met this damn menace. So you sigh, defeated and small.

“I’m sorry. Your creed is important, I understand that and I shouldn’t have said what I said.”

He doesn’t reply, doesn’t say a word. The silence, his silence, you discover is actually worse than any of his worst outbursts.

So you break the thick tensioned soaked air first.

“…if it helps… I have an idea.”

You move to the ground close to him. Then sit down turning your back to him.

“We sit back to back. You’ll sense me moving if I try to turn around, which I promise I won’t. But this way you can eat, even have some water and we can just…just rest.”

You can’t see his eyes even as you stare earnest and even a bit exhausted at him. The mandalorian warrior sighs.

“Fucking fine…but if you dare move I’m setting you on fire.”

“Fair enough.”

The moment Bakugo moves, settles against you back to back, your heart jumps an dizzying spin worthy of a star fighter.

You have never been this close to him, ever.

You’re surprised he actually settled fully pressed against you. His back is solid. The beskar armor is not as cold as you believed it to be, even through your robes. The flickering thought of the differences between your form and his makes your throat get tight as you swallow back something clogging your throat.

A gentle hiss of a noise comes. It gently cracks the air and out of instinct, out of panic, you close your eyes.

In and out, you steady your breathing, focus your thoughts to be mindful of the force. However, even as hard as you try, you wonder so deeply about what he looks like.

“Thanks…ya damn shitty Jedi.”

Then his voice, Bakugo’s actual voice unmodulated, clear and even more rough than you imagined, floats in the air. It gets snagged in your heart.

You squeeze your closed eyes tighter.

During the trials to become a knight, your mentors explained repeatedly that the oath, this path, would be difficult. The temptations would be many and they would be strong. You were taught so many ways to fight and be victorious. But you now fear how hard it might be to fight against the temptation growing in you. Because how are you to win against a warrior considered one of the greatest in the galaxy…

Because you realize slowly, then all at once-

Why did you not just offer to close your eyes? Why was your first instinct to offer sitting as close to him as you could?

[the-acid-pear]

The thing about the painter analog that people don't get and makes them hate it is that at heart this isn't a serious horror story. This is pure gore not only for the sake of gore but for the sake of camp. Once I was talking of to my dad laughing at the guy who had his face sanded off and he was like yeah not new they did that in Jason already 🙄 which was later reinforced by UrbanSpook admitting this is inspired by those old 80s slasher which should tell you everything.

I'm saying this bc i saw a video pairing it with Playground and the incest game and while I don't know the second I watched a video on playground once and the difference is that that book is trying to tell a story and say something on top of the gore but the later makes it hard to care. Which is kind of the issue another "gone too far" piece of media my beloved A Serbian Film runs into where you cannot take yourself too seriously if you also want to show over the top violence or you'll lose the audience.

OF COURSE there are exceptions like Hostel, Saw and 😏 the human centipede ☺️ (cocksucker for that movie and it's more serious points, though it barely counts bc the gore is very tame save for in 2) and I couldn't exactly tell you what's the difference between what makes them work and what doesn't but still.

But I'm getting off topic I'm not here to say which media is good or not I'm here to point out the painter is not a serious story that asks you to care for the characters it's a over the top schlocky gore that asks you to go GROOOOSS or laugh at the over the top brutality it presents. Which is very standard in horror.