#and Joe will be going through it too

[kennyomegasweave]

Ming DID NOT put on that cunty blazer just to lose Joe.

His mom and Tong should have known he wasn't going to go down without a fight as soon as they saw him show up in the Hillary Clinton. Man meant BUSINESS with that.

[kbsd]

webgott // “we should go to counseling”

what can be said about it? what can be said for such an ugly mess?

[gretelfrei]

joe when he doesn't want to say his role or something

[weallpartyatybcpatricksfuneral]

idea:

vampire pete and ybcpatrick au

pete is kidnapped by the Vixens cult, he's The Music Guy of the Chicago hardcore scene and he's got a little too close to figuring out their operation

patrick is an experiment of the Vixens, a kid born from locally famous musicians that they kidnapped and brainwashed into a yellow-eyed, hook handed, violent monster

the Vixens are working to see if the same brainwashing would effect Pete since he is nonhuman, but it doesnt work

the brainwashing in patrick is failing, the Vixens notice this and vocally plan to kill the two of them, which Pete overhears.

Pete shares this plan to Patrick and the two have to work together to break out before they kill them

[roots-symphony]

anywayyy I want a whole new series after this that just shows the three years agatha spent in westview from everyone else’s perspective

[buttercuparry]

I don't know about anyone else. But the only time I teared up was when I saw Joe getting ready for that fatal stunt. It was the music. It was the way it was shot. It was the knowledge of what's to come. It was knowing that this character's life was so thoroughly destroyed that he will now (unknowingly) walk to his death. Like how do you come back from that? Even when you are resurrected, each time you look into the mirror it wouldn't be your face. Your soul survived but what about that physical proof that YOU once existed? You are in a body that is not your own. You are in a home surrounded by photos not your own. You have a "mom" and you are pretending so hard to be her son. Nothing is the same, existential crisis is raw dogging you and still your luck is so shit that you are pulled back into the same circle you were forced to leave. Only now no one knows you and it seems like the world has moved on and you feel like people will forget. Soon everyone will forget. And isn't it the thing? The older Joe grows in this new body, people around will get used to it. Someone who hasn't seen his (JOE'S) photo in a long while, will slowly start to forget how he looked like. Joe would never see his body getting older. I mean he wanted to invest in crypto because he was afraid that after a point of time, he won't be able to work as a stuntman. All of his familiar aches, cuts, bruises that adorned his body, are gone. Our body carries with it our history. It carries with it so many stories. And for Joe, all of those stories, all the stories of building himself up as a stuntman- are gone. And for what? For whom? How do you come away from that? God I can feel why Joe was trembling in his "mother's" hold...I know why he slowly laid his head on her bosom. I too would want someone to hide me away from all of these bullshit.

[cccotard]

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[couthbbg]

he’s friend shaped 🐻

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

some days the "fire off missiles because you hate yourself but do you know you're demolishing me" and "let all your damage damage me" and "I gave you all my best mes, my endless empathy" and "in the shade of how he was living" and "how much sad did you think I had in me?" just really fucking hit 😵‍💫🥴

[thedreadvampy]

My housemate is moving out in January

She told us this a week or two ago, when she sat down and, after sitting with us watching TV for over an hour, said "hey so I bought a house and I'm moving out. We agreed on 2 months notice so I won't move until the end of January."

The last time she talked in the immediate terms about buying a house was in 2021, when the sale she was working on fell though and she was unemployed so it was a "when I'm back in a position to look I'll start looking again." Since then I've occasionally asked her how she's doing on the house buying front and she's been like "oh I'm getting there financially" but hasn't mentioned anything concrete.

She didn't tell us she was looking at places. She didn't tell us she had put in an offer. She told us when the offer was finalised. A week AFTER she emailed the letting agent about getting out of her part of the lease. And, it increasingly feels like, only because the letting agent's response was that we had to agree to change the lease.

The letting agent's response (which our housemate obviously didn't copy us into; we had to follow up separately and they copied us into the email chain) also includes that when we change the lease, they're empowered to change the rent, quote, "no cap". Rent was already going up in January - there's no possibility of Sam and I paying her share of the rent.

The really fucking upsetting thing is we're not strangers. This isn't a casual "housemate we found on flatshare" thing. She and Sam have lived together literally their entire adult lives. Me and her have known each other well over a decade. I lived in her and Sam's flat when I was homeless. We were the first people she came out to as trans. We're not super close but I thought we were fucking friends. And she's literally gone out of her way to not talk to us about this for what must have been months while the sale completed - which means she's lied to my face at least once cause I've asked her about her finances in that time (cause she's in a job she hates that she only took to get the house money, so it's like. when we've been commiserating about work stuff I'm often asking 'are you almost free?'). she literally went out of her way to talk to the letting agents before talking to us about putting us in a situation where we could lose our fucking home.

And she keeps. trying. to pretend nothing's happened. Every time I've seen her since then she's not mentioned anything or apologised or anything, she just keeps chatting away and offering hugs and fistbumps like nothing's happened. Like we're still fucking friends.

All it would take for us to still be friends and to be happy for her would have been one fucking sentence in the groupchat like "hey, just put an offer in on a house" or "I'm looking at properties, just so you know, that might happen in the next few months". Like nobody begrudges her for buying a house! It's very cool for her! She's 31 she's worked really hard to get the money I would love to be happy for her! Unfortunately she decided avoiding conflict is more important than giving the people she fucking LIVES WITH (who btw fronted her a month on the rent here while she was unemployed and agreed to take on a larger proportion of the move-in cost back in 2021, if we're still holding ourselves to shit we said 2.5 years ago), so no, you are not entitled to our friendship or to going back to normal.

like if she'd been honest with us it would have been something to process but we'd have had time to figure out our next steps. instead she's left us in a position where we have to find a new roommate before she gives her one month notice, which means finding someone by the end of December, which oh look that's the middle of the fucking Christmas holidays. and she didn't tell us anything until the START of December, or copy us into her conversation with the letting agent, meaning we still don't know what the rent on that space will be so we aren't yet in a position to advertise it. Has she offered to help find a roommate? Has she fuck. Has she offered to help out by moving her move-out date? Nah, she's moving as soon as she gets the keys because, quote, "that means her finances won't have to change". SOUNDS LOVELY. NOT HAVING YOUR FINANCES SUDDENLY CHANGE. I THINK THAT SOUNDS LIKE A REALLY REASONABLE FUCKING GOAL.

Thirteen fucking years she's lived with Sam. Four fucking weeks over Christmas she's left us to figure out a way to not turbofuck our living situation. And she's got the fucking nerve to try and pretend we should be interacting like nothing's changed. Jesus Christ. What a fucking unhinged way to treat...anybody, honestly. never mind the friends-your-entire-adult-life part. literally cannot imagine a scenario in which I would buy a house without telling the people I lived with.

(haha actually this is what my parents divorced over so apparently it's not unusual. although at least my dad had the decency to tell the woman he shared finances with at the point he put in an offer not the point the fucking sale went through.)

Like we'll be fine. It's a huge city centre flat with decent rent and queer housemates, hopefully even when the rent goes up it'll be an easy sell in a city with a huge housing shortage and big queer community. We've got a couple of people interested already, sight unseen - worst case scenario we have to live with someone we don't get on with. And it's given Sam and me a push to look at our own finances and as of today, we've got a mortgage decision in principle and can start looking at flats in the area - mind, we'll be transparent upfront and tell any prospective housemates that yeah, we're looking to buy and move out in the next 6-12 months, and we'll tell them if we put an offer in, because we're decent fucking people who aren't going to spring that on someone out of the blue.

But it's been I think 2 weeks and I'm so fucking angry I could spit. It's such a fucking betrayal. And frankly you know selfishly like. I just had a breakup a couple of months ago, I'm in the middle of moving jobs, both me and Sam have a history of housing instability and this has been the first decent, stable, safe, not-mouldy not-freezing home I think any of us have had, and this is so fucking triggering and upscuttling I could just start biting. like I was talking to my friend about it last week and it's just like. Can I have One Fucking Thing of the three main tentpoles of survival - home, work, relationships - that are fucking stable right now? because shit has been In Flux lately. and at least the work and relationship stuff has changed because of my decisions. going through all that work to make myself short-term unstable to gain long-term stability has been really hard and draining and then just as I was reaching the crisis point with work stuff BOOM, IT'S HOUSING INSTABILITY WITH A STEEL CHAIR. fuck. seriously fuck this and fuck her. we're going to make something good come of it but what a deeply, unbelievably shitty thing to do.

[bugsbenefit]

cannot begin to explain how badly i was just jumpscared by finn wolfhard on the living room tv, questionable german dub and all, with some interview for his new ghostbusters movie that's coming out tomorrow apparently, i was literally just watching a movie with my parents. i know the man has a career or whatever but people from my tumblr gifs should not be allowed to show up during prime time commercials, this is an even worse colliding of worlds than when my local radio jockey started fangirling about joe keery and interrupted a hit count down to play his music

[cementcornfield]

The Investigation Continues

Interviewer: I hear you get [Joe’s] drip right. You make sure he’s good.

Tyler: *cracks up*

Interviewer: You drop off packages and just say venmo me? 

Ja’marr: Nah that ain’t true, I ain’t do that-

Tyler, still laughing: For the free! For the free!

Ja’marr:  I ain’t do that….I'm gonna get him some pants though.

Tyler please, what do you know 🤔

[tortoisesshells]

11.

[lukasdoodles]

Started as Disco hair doodles slowly turned into my favorites and fun hair doodles lol

[xserpx]

Someone clutched at his leg. Curly hair. Freckles. Looked bloody terrified. Everyone did. Didn’t seem to have a weapon. Maybe surrendering. Leo smashed Freckles on the top of the head with the rim of his shield, gave his horse the spurs and trampled him into the mud.

This was no place for good intentions. No place for tedious subtleties or boring counter-arguments. None of his mother’s carping on patience and caution. Everything was beautifully simple. In battle, a man discovers who he truly is, and Leo was the hero he’d always dreamed of being.

— A Little Hatred by Joe Abercrombie

The Young Lion himself! On his great warhorse with his officers around him and his sword drawn. A bloody hero, like in the storybooks. Starling joined up ’cause of what that man had done at Red Hill. And beating Stour Nightfall in the Circle, and all. He’d seen the way the girls gasped when they heard the tale told and thought, Bloody hell, that’s the job for me.

[sysig]

Fond of you and your artworks :)

Aw, thank you! 💕