#a shame it won't be free :(

[shiraishi--kanade]

"It's so embarrassing to admit I only create art for validation" did paleolithic humans not paint for other humans to see. Does a child making their first drawing to show their parents makes it any less valuable. Do gardens arranged for the visitors' eyes make the roses any less beautiful. Do love poems written for one person alone to hear make your heart ache less. You're fine

[ancientbeast]

you can check by flexing your wrist and touching your ring and/or pinky finger to your thumb

[alchemicon]

I could talk about how geto is obsessed with meaning and purpose for hours. When toji kills amanai in front of him, his life's entire purpose crumbles under his feet. A non sorcerer, the type of person he has sworn to protect, enacting this type of violence killing an innocent girl and almost killing his best friend is something that is unimaginable to him. The rest of the non sorcerers in the star religious group clapping as gojo walks with amanai's body in his arm's and geto witnessing this vile and horrifying scene. Gojo asks him if they should kill everyone in there and geto refuses because all of his life's meaning was to protect these people and it is in this moment that he begins to spiral. This is made worse by his conversation with yuki and her revealing the fact that curses are born only because non sorcerers leak cursed energy from their bodies. Because if these are the people he has to risk his life to protect, that every person he loves risks their life to protect, then what is the point. And that is when his entire meaning and purpose starts to shift from protecting non sorcerers to actively persecuting them. His fate is sealed with haibara's death, someone who, to him, represented everything that was good about sorcerers. And when gojo and geto fight in Shinjuku, geto looks content for the first time in months. Because he has finally found a meaning and a purpose that feels fullfilling to him, that takes his resentment of non sorcerers and shapes it into a worldview, something he can pursue as a dream and a goal.

[here-there-were-dragons]

i have to wonder what super hardcore militant vegans think should be done about obligate carnivore animals, because in all my painfully-rapidly-approaching-30-years i've literally never actually seen anyone give a clear consistent much less halfway feasible answer on that

[ratslutuncontained]

by the way it's SO cool finally letting myself be attracted to and fuck men

[zwan99]

Please look at her 🥹

[bloodycoolfrye]

The day after the US and UK launched deadly airstrikes across Yemen, killing five, millions rallied across the country to affirm their support for Palestine and readiness for major war.

"This brutal aggression will not sway Yemen from its supportive stance for the plight of the Palestinian people," the Yemeni Armed Forces declared.

[mothbaaalls]

it's so fucked up that i keep jolting awake at 10am in a panic going "AH FUCK WHY AM I NOT AWAKE YET" whenever i don't get woken up. WHY??

[himalayaan-flowers]

please stop describing ERP as a "gold standard treatment" i am going to cry

[breakbreadwithme]

i hate when people say that using social cues is not valid communication!!! obviously if you know someone can't interpret them, expecting them to is messed up, but social cues are a normal form of nonverbal communication!!! it's communication whether you like it or not!!! and ignoring & infantilizing people who prefer to communicate that way when you understand what they're communication is not okay!!

[dredshirtroberts]

sooooo many things are simultaneously kicking my ass right now thank god i don't play cod or i'd have to also suffer the humiliation of 12yos kicking my ass too

[skrunksthatwunk]

ranting for like an hour with my roommate about rascal's owner bc i do not understand her behavior (<- furious).

[catboii]

@techdeckgodhood replied to your post “i dont flirt w anyone unless they flirt w me first...”:

you dont got to worry about that shit with me you know im ace and i know youre not flirting with me for real ​i will pass up on the side blog thing since i obviously dont have one

atm ur the only person i kno im safe flirting w thank u

[rafeysbunny]

heyyyyyyyy! I have a thought. Do you think that reader could get rafe to beg? Like maybe he did smth that pissed reader off so she’s been ignoring him but rage just can’t take it anymore? I love your writing so honestly just go crazy

-👻 anon

a/n; first ask, i'm so excited! in answer to your question: yes! absolutely, yes! this man is soo pussy whipped, he'd do anything for reader. ty for the request, babe!

two hours of you giving rafe the cold shoulder it's all it takes for him to break. he knows he fucked up greatly, but you're just being so mean that he cannot help the way his lips curl into a pout as he kneels in front of you, pleading for your forgiveness.

only you could get rafe motherfucking cameron to beg like this.

"baby, 'm so, so sorry," he apologizes, big hands gripping onto your plush thighs tightly so you can't get away from him this time, not again. "forgive me, yeah? i know i screwed up, and i'm sorry."

his lips start peppering kisses over the sliver of bare skin under the hem of your top as he keeps muttering words of repentance, the actions making your heart melt. "it won't happen again, i promise to you, angel."

"i'm really pissed at you right now, rafe," you address him for the first time in hours, voice tone sharp.

he doesn't care how cold you sound, though, the fact that you're finally talking to him instead of ignoring his presence nearly makes him cry happy tears. how embarrassing is that? he can't believe you got him this hooked. he should be the one in charge, not you, but, let's be honest, he's too in love with you to even care anymore.

"i know, baby, i'm sorry," he repeats for the hundredth time, puppy, blue eyes staring up at you entreatingly. "what can i do for you to forgive me? i'll do anything, just please, stop being mad."

"anything?"

a mischievous smirk spreads across your pretty face, your mind already conjuring up all the filthy ways he could make it up to you.

"anything, angel."

that's how he ends up tied up to the bed, hands desperately tugging at the fluffy, pink handcuffs in a failed attempt to break free of them while you ride his pretty face. he's fucking drowning in your pussy, dick achingly hard inside his pants.

what a shame you won't make him cum this time, as a little punishment.

your hips rock against his face unabashedly, feeling the way his eager tongue parts your chubby folds to drink up your sweet essence, occasionally slipping inside your pussy to fuck you with it. his nose is rubbing your puffy clit every time you grind down, which has you mewling and shuddering atop him.

"i love you so much, baby," he'd mumble against your cunt, totally mesmerised by the hypnotic sway of your hips and your taste.

your flesh muffle his words and grunts, but you understand what he says and look down at him with adoring eyes, just to find him staring up at you in the same way, pink lips glistening with a combination of your arousal and his spit.

the sight is enough to send you spiralling into a mind blowing orgasm that makes you let out the most lewd moan you've ever made, body shaking as your legs close around his head, almost suffocating him.

"fuck, i love you too," you breath out, the aftershocks of your climax making your brain dizzy. "i forgive you, rafey."

honestly, he doesn't quite understand how this could be a punishment for him, but he's not one to complain.

more.

[piracytheorist]

Idk I just really like that Twilight's reaction to being told "Your wife used to be a prostitute!" is to go like

and proceed to say how honourable and worthy of respect her dedication, self-sacrifice and mental fortitude are, and how we're shown he actually means that.

And then my girl Yor sees his reaction and hears his words and for the first time in her life she goes like "This is a man who literally just met me and has no connection to me yet he not only understands my position, he's also willing to bring himself out there and have my back when other people have free bait to judge me" and like damn how important that was to her, to have someone (who doesn't owe his survival to her like Yuri does) actually see her and respect her choices and have the absolute BEST of faiths in her. Like, what Camilla says there has the societal power to make her look like a pariah. Yet this dude comes over and without knowing anything about her, he vouches for her and immediately assumes her reasons were noble and altruistic. And though he doesn't know what profession he's actually vouching for, he's completely right in his assumption about her intentions, and considering how easily the general public judges sex workers, it's no surprise this support gives Yor the courage to believe Loid will understand her and won't think bad of her if she ever disappears on them due to her work, because he's open-minded enough for his first and immediate assumption about her is that she has good intentions.

And I just wanna SCREAM because she has absolutely no idea how little he will judge her about her assassin gig. She already considers herself lucky she's come across someone who is compassionate enough to think the best out of someone who works in a profession that is not considered "morally acceptable" by the public. But she has no idea the actual jackpot she's hit, because his own profession is far more dark and sinister yet he still has the kindness and empathy in his heart to understand people who do the same as he does.

Like, that's it with her character, isn't it? She sacrificed her own youth and morality to help Yuri grow up and be educated, and that caused him to idolize her, and because he was the only family she had left, she has been desperate to not cause any of her ties with him to break. But it also caused her impostor syndrome, and she had no confidence in any of her abilities aside from killing and cleaning up after her work, because she lives in a misogynistic society that is suspicious of unmarried women (like, that judgment alone, considering unmarried men don't experience such scrutiny, can be enough to damage a woman's psyche) and because she has been working under a man cruel enough to hire orphaned teenagers as assassins and nearly kill them in tests of their abilities ever since she was a teenager. For her it was either "I'm either perfect in something or I'm completely useless and I deserve people's judgment". Because if Yuri sees she doesn't have the perfect record, she thinks he will be horrified and she'll lose the ties to her last remaining family. And she will think she deserved that. If her killing skills waver in the slightest, she will be killed, either by enemies or by the Shopkeeper doing his little "tests". And she will think she deserved that. And if she doesn't abide by the society's expectations, she will at best be judged and mocked (for not cooking at home) and at worst get arrested (for being suspected as a spy). And she will think she deserved that.

Yet again, this stranger comes along, is told she's worked a socially shameful profession, knows she's shy and with so few connections that she can't even find someone to act as her pretend boyfriend for a party, and he supports her. And then he finds out how socially unskilled she is, how terrible she is at cooking, how she can't even pretend to kiss him for their mutual benefit, how she has the tendency to get so drunk she accidentally kicks him unconscious... And those things that she considers fatal flaws of her, he says are parts of her that she doesn't need to pretend don't exist. That's who she is, and there's nothing to fix, and she can just accept them without feeling bad or ashamed of it, that pretending she's someone else, someone perfect, will only make her miserable and exhausted.

And like... fuck. How can she not feel glad she got to marry that guy?

And how much will her heart break when she finds out he's a spy and will immediately doubt all the supportive words he's told her? And how astonishing will it be when she finds out that he actually meant pretty much everything he's told her, and that he really resonates with her and believes in her?

(anime only here, don't spoil me for the manga)

[pricegouge]

Thinking about Johnny helping you unlearn shame about receiving head by letting you free use his face. He surprises even himself, the level of patience he displays training you, starting where you're comfortable with his head buried under your blanket and the lights off. It's embarrassing, both the prospect and the measures he has to take for your benefit, but he's so enthusiastic it's hard to stay so wound up about it all, letting him drown himself between your plush thighs with a growing eagerness.

It's a slow build, easing you into asking him to eat it from the back because you want unimpeded access to your clit; to putting him on his knees in the kitchen because the competence with which he fixed the fan above the oven had left you far too eager, far too close to your morning departure time. The way he moaned when he felt you grind across his tongue had left you jelly-legged, propped up only by his strong arms. You don't have that luxury some minutes later when you have to beg for a seat on the train because the pic he sends of his soiled pants has the same effect.

You grab him by the handle for it that night, fingers sinking into his mohawk while you ride his face until you hear his breaths come short, buried in your cunt. He never taps out, simply huffs his through his nose when he can, never once complaining about your ticklish hair.

(Honestly he seems to love even that, your scent heady on him for hours after. You catch him jacking off with your panties when you're through with him, the salty remnants of sweat along the hem pressed close to his nose. It makes you squirm, implacably shocked.

It makes you want to stuff them in his mouth, tease the both of you by riding his useless, suppressed tongue.)

And then I'm thinking about him being so proud of your progress that he can't help but show you off, letting you straddle his head right in front of the boys when the film chosen for movie night gets a little too risque, the display tempting you to rock against your own thighs. That simply won't do, hen, Johnny says, tilting his head against the back of the couch invitingly.

Johnny's a good teacher, shame far from your mind as the other boys lose rapid interest in the movie, much too engrossed in this new entertainment and you can't help but whimper your gratitude when strong hand help guide you, lift and pull you onto the plush lips of a new mouth when you're still wound up but Johnny needs a breather