#also stop stalking me

[dukeofthomas]

Here's my controversial opinion; if you're trying to write Bruce as a non-abusive, good parent, you should also write him respecting his kids' privacy, boundaries, and not stalking&surveying them.

[krazydraws]

A roleswap au where everyone (expect chujin) is swapped, mostly wanted to design them however. @yourlocalsin has helped write it out a bit more so here it is!

Not quite sure what to call it still

[glouris]

“they are very annoying and irritating” are you familiar with the concept of fun and being entertained by drama

[zia-zee-bee]

Just for your information, Mike has never show any feelings for Will neither.

He canonically has feelings only for El.

And yet, all of you Bylers like to pretend he has, just for some little details, looks or gestures he did towards him.

Why you can do that with them, but the moment we do that with Nancy, who also showed some ambigous looks towards Robin, and Robin showed some towards her as well, then it becomes a problem?

Why are you Bylers the only ones who gets to be delulu?

The reality is that, if Nancy and Robin don't have canonical feelings towards each other, then neither Mike has towards Will.

Neither of our ships will never be canon, unfortunately.

So it's useless that you act like a superior one.

We all already lost.

(Also, how exactly tagging Stonathan would have helped you not being attacked?)

..is this the same anon?

[politemagic]

wait ok so consider stalker IV following you around while you're starting a new job in a new city and he's watching and making sure no one on earth gets near you, and when some guy does... and oh okay just

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It was cold, dark, and I was desperate for some chicken lo mein. I had found a decent place, on the edge of the city after two weeks of experiments with random takeout joints. The bag was too hot, plastic handles knotted together and I was nearly jogging back to my apartment. I could feel eyes on me. They were ever present, had been since I'd moved here. I'd grown used to the feeling of an intense gaze on the back of my neck.

But now, there were footsteps. Close. Too close. I paused, listening to see if they were still following me. They were. I began to attempt to cross the street. The footsteps followed. My palms grew slick against the steaming bag of food. I didn't dare glance backwards. I hadn't thought the eyes were a real person, just the transition from a small town to a city. Under the din, I could make it out now - there were two sets of footsteps right behind me. No, no, no, this cannot be happening to me. I slid past a dark alley and that was when I heard a new noise. Feet, dragging. Muffled yelling, as though a palm was pressed to a mouth. It sounded as though someone had grabbed someone else and shoved them into the alley or something.

I turned around. A man, broad back to me, had another man pinned against the alley wall. The pinned man was a greasy, lanky looking creep with dead eyes. Definitely someone who would follow unsuspecting people around.

"Hey, c'mon man, I didn't know she was yours," the guy wheezed out. The other guy, the attacker, jammed a brutal fist into the creep's stomach. Pain burst across the creep's features. His mouth opened, the attacker jerked his arm again, and blood trickled out of his mouth. Holy shit, he just stabbed that guy!

"You'll never make that mistake again," the guy growled, before lowering the creep to the ground. He turned, kind of awkward, on his knees and looked up at me. Dark blue eyes pinned me in place. A mask obscured most of his face. He cocked his head. I heard him swallow.

"Did I do good?"

KKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTEEEEEEEE

he’s coming home with me. we’re sharing the chicken lo mein because a good boy indeed.

@moonchild-in-blue ARE YOU SEEING THIS?????

more thoughts below because i’m feeling it today✨

he’s not wild about my sketchy apartment complex, he’s seen enough dirtbags go through that door to feel uneasy leaving me by myself. who’s to say one of them won’t get any ideas down in the laundry room?

“how are you feeling?” he asked worriedly.

“a little shaken, i won’t lie. but i’m lucky you were there,”

his chest surged with pride, the weight of his knife in his pocket a reminder of the lengths he would go to for his darling.

“i would never let anyone else hurt you.”

i wasn’t sure if it was the shock from the earlier encounter or the protective glint in his eyes, but against my better judgement…

“would you… would you stay with me? just for tonight?”

iv slept on the side of the bed closest to the door, a warm, protective arm pressing my back against his chest. i couldn’t deny that i slept easier with him beside me, living alone in the city had been a bit nerve-wracking.

maybe that was why i didn’t say anything when i saw him waiting for me after work with an outstretched hand.

“ready to go home?”

it has been a ✨day✨ and you sent this when i was on my second drink so you get tipsy em word vomit <3

[cryptidfuckery]

Holy shit just saw my exs band changed their stupid name to an even stupider name hooooly shit

[blorger]

“Harry Potter!” the man said, beaming—Harry sighed inwardly, it was one of the hand-shakers, back for maybe the eleventh time, and he was also one of the would-have-been heroes, with a particularly excruciating story he’d told Harry four times about how he’d secretly mislaid several forms filed by superiors back while the Death Eaters had been in charge of the Ministry. “Um, yeah, hello,” Harry said unenthusiastically, while the man grabbed his hand and pumped it up and down. “It’s Murglethump,” the man said helpfully. “Warwick Murglethump. Just wanted to say thanks again for all you did. Can’t tell you what a relief it was, to me and all the fellows down in the Population Records Division, seeing You-Know-Who go down. We did our small bit, of course—why, that fellow Thicknesse sent down all sorts of orders to my office, you know—well, let’s just say, they weren’t all filled promptly, were they, ha ha!” “Right,” Harry said, unsuccessfully trying to extricate his hand. “Look, I’ve got to…” “Murglethump, is it?” Draco said suddenly, and Murglethump jerked his head round and did a double-take at him. Draco was regarding him with the incredulous expression of a man who’d just been triumphantly served a plate full of caterpillars. “Let’s see, where did I hear your name? Population Records, is it? That’s right, ‘remarkably cooperative,’ Yaxley called you. ‘Served up the addresses of two dozen Muggle-borns in three days, worth recruiting.’ ” Murglethump’s face was draining of color, and his whole mouth was trembling. “You, you’re,” he blurted. “That’s not—I never, I—” He threw a look at Harry, stricken. Draco snorted. “Get out of my sight, you pathetic cur, before I make Potter here an offer to give testimony against you. The Aurors keep pestering my family, I wouldn’t mind giving them something else to do,” and Murglethump dropped Harry’s hand like a live coal and fled down Diagon Alley, blundering into half a dozen people before he vanished into the crowd. Harry gaped after him a moment, stunned, and looked at Draco. “What—how did you—you’d heard of that man?” “Of course not,” Draco said. “I was at school last year, Potter, how would I have heard any reports from the Ministry? I didn’t need to. He might as well have been yelling it in full voice, that performance he was putting on. Why on earth were you tolerating him, anyway? Thanks for all you did? Do you really not get enough attention that you need to let strangers grovel at your feet?”

from Unseen by astolat

[lilacerull0]

lila writing obsessively and still insisting on elena being The Writer... she can't allow any part of her to stain the dream she had for her best friend... you can't be the brightest part of me if we overlap...

[moonsaurora]

i havent watched the doc but it’s all over my fyp so i know everything…and good lord. brian peck’s charges are actually INSANE. 16 months is not enough that mfer needs to be locked up for LIFE. that’s the least he deserves

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads

What Stalks Among Us

YA thriller

two best friends skip a field trip to explore some old forgotten backroads - and get trapped in a looping corn maze full of weird shit, including their own dead bodies

they have to figure out how to get out, what’s killing them, what’s causing the maze, and face their traumas

fat girl MC with anxiety, both are bi and have ADHD, no romance

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

tonight I go to bed grateful not to be in my bnha phase right now

[katyspersonal]

I really feel like such a helpless adult baby sometimes. Some things just take too long while to heal, and even when I think I've got no more pain left, something refuels it. Some wounds feel like putting a fireplace somewhere in innermost part of one's being; as long as it is there, there is a risk of someone throwing fuel in it and making it burn. And these fireplaces are so, SO darn hard to uninstall. Just.. how do I heal this?

[cloudydays69]

i have a habit of having things like phrases people say to me stick like super glue to me if that makes any sense

uhm like, say something serious to me and that shit will never leave..!

[always-a-slut-4-ghouls]

On tumblr when you post you’re just playing Russian roulette with your post getting attention, but it’ll probably get ignored.

On Reddit any comment you make outside of some very niche community will immediately have someone downvoting you and calling you like, three different insults. Then they will wonder why you only log in every couple months. Like, it’s a very helpful website when you have a question for another community you’re in, but you’ll also get someone being immediately hostile when you make an innocuous post on a garden subreddit 😑

At least on tumblr people have to actually seek out your random ass text posts and go out of their way to start shit, and you don’t have the up and down vote system that feels like playing with my self confidence and worth issues.

Both websites are toxic part of the time (what social media isn’t?) and both are actually more useful for weird people, but holy shit does Reddit feel more aggressive about shit. Maybe it’s just the devil you know, but at least on this mess of a website half your hate will be for the most random shit and misunderstandings that people have to seek out finding if your blog is a normal size. Reddit is either posting on a dead sub or getting immediately thrown to the, well, sharks and wolves aren’t actually super aggressive towards humans under normal circumstances, so something else that could tear you apart instantly for just existing in the same space as them.

[incelsyd]

casually thinking of how natural it is to humans to so easily reject and feel utter discomfort and disgust at something like pedo/zoophilia (rightfully so) to the point that, even the idea of a non-offending zoo/pedo makes us still feel disgust and rejection towards the person. Even as they had the chance to go to therapy and deal with it and never offend in their life, it is two subjects so extremely hard to tackle and have mercy for because of it's inhumane and repulsive nature. It's bittersweet to me, because even i am affected by this natural bodily rejection and disgust, even though it's absolutely moral for me to feel like that. If they haven't offended, aren't they just incredibly damaged people who deal with those immoral, intrusive thoughts? I don't know. And i think i'll never entirely accept someone with those philias due to that fact alone. It will never not intrigue me and make me feel repulsed, and nothing will ever take that away.

[koko-loco-urlocalbbgirl]

Happy birthday to our favorite hacker!

"I think you liked strawberry roll cake, so I bought you some. Or was it strawberry shortcake? Anyway, hope you like it. Happy birthday Ren! :)"

Oh, Angel...

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