#Same with Raps

[antiquepearlss]

I’ve been binge-watching Alissa Nguyen on yt, and it got me thinking about how Ulla would absolutely let Varian “help” in the kitchen. Like yeah sure he poured pure onion powder on the fish and used cayenne instead of salt, but he looked so cute while doing it.

And Quirin tries to act tough and won’t let baby Varian help out, but then one look at those big blue eyes and now their kitchen is covered in flour (they were making a salad.)

[raplinenthusiasts]

Outro: TEAR

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[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

BTS 'Permission To Dance On Stage' LA (Disney+) cr. namuspromised

[otaku-hotgirl]

NEVA PLAY

[nashvillethotchicken]

If I had a nickel for every time a member of young money started wylin out for no goddamn reason this year I'd have 3 nickels, which isn't a lot but goddamn control your people

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

[tizeline]

Who becomes the closest with splinter after they decide “hey maybe we shouldn’t kill humanity?”

I'm not sure, honestly. I guess Leo? He's already on the Lou Jitsu hypetrain, something he feels a lot of guilt about considering he views Splinter as evil. So when he figures out that Splinter isn't actually a terrrible person he'd be pretty excited to get to know him better. And while Leo isn't exactly neglected by Draxum, he still doesn't usually get quite all attention he needs from his dad (middle child lol) so he might be quicker to seek out an extra father figure.

Raph and Mikey would eventually get closer to Splinter as well, though!

[srapsodia]

EHEHEHEHEHE MY COLLECTION GROWS

LOOK AT THEM AUGH AUGH

MY BOYS 😭

[maximura]

MATZ Era Park Seonghwa (2024) | Sounds like: Matz | Veni Vidi Vici | Cypher Pt.3 | Daechwita | Beom | YGGR | One And Only | Maestro | Ddaeng | F | Crazy

[1-jar-of-stars]

ngl seeing white people actively steal posts from black bloggers in real time is funny in the most irritating way

[crobones]

"kendrick's a misogynist too!" okay but like

we know. HE knows. he made a whole ass album addressing his trauma and how it lead to but did not excuse his abusive behaviour. and how he's trying to do better. to BE better.

"drake accused him of beating his wife!"

kendrick himself alluded to allegedly having an abusive relationship with his wife. he doesn't go into details, so it's possible he doesn't mean physically, while drake is accusing it of being physical.

here's the thing. (for me, at least.) drake vastly fucking misinterpreted "Mother I Sober" so much so that he put the worst bars i've ever heard in his most recent diss saying that Kendrick was sexually assaulted as a child. AS. A. DISS. like, Kendrick himself said he wasn't and Drake not only didn't comprehend the lyrics, but also made fun of Kendrick's so called trauma. like. the fuck? it wouldn't be a big leap to assume he misinterpreted the rest of Kendrick's lyrics - willfully or not.

again, on his album Mr. Morale, Kendrick is connecting a lot of his behaviour to - but not excusing it with - his childhood trauma. a generational curse. iirc he also pretty much says he's seeking help (which is encouraged by his wife pretty openly, seeing as she features on several songs in the album)

[muttsona]

no, im not racist. i just think all rap music is bad because it's violent and sexual, which obviously has never been the case for any other music genres! it's not racist to say all rap music covers the same topics: drugs, sex, violence. they actually made a Music Rule that said only rap music is allowed to have these things. which means my white boy rock bands are safe 😐👍

[dennisboobs]

glenn + the crashtones.

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)

[writeouswriter]

People need to start understanding the difference between actually harmful or "bad rep" vs just rough around the edges but still complex and nuanced rep that doesn't quite line up with your own personal experiences or the over-sanitized ideal of what you think "good rep" should be

[moonchild-in-blue]

If I had a dollar for every band originated from a multi-instrumentalist / drummer duo of two best friends, lead by a sad pathetic wet cat piano man who writes the most gut-wrenching lyrics, with lore regarding the aformented frontman's darker side, who also uses black body paint and masks (on ocasion), and incorporates so many genres that made it impossible to properly classify it, I'd have two dollars, which is not a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.

[akkivee]

HES READING POETRY