#and not shit on the work of 1000+ people

[dellovestorant]

See when a certain rider has problems with tyres or whatever tf happened in Aragon he'll complain but at least acknowledges a job well done to his competitors who beat him.

There's one person currently who absolutely refuses to take any accountability for his own track performances during quali and it's always the same damn reason if he gets out qualified by his teammate. No acknowledgement to anyone else about anything.

[essektheylyss]

You know what's hilarious, if Ludinus was indeed a young man being traumatized by the end of the Calamity. Deirta Thelyss is almost certainly older than he is.

This is not relevant but I think Essek should bring this up, just to be a bitch about it.

[slyandthefamilybook]

A lot of people are going to be voting by mail this year so this is your friendly USPS reminder that unauthorized handling of the mail is a federal offense. If anyone other than you or your mail carrier touches or solicits your mail, call the US Postal Inspection Service at 1-877-876-2455 or go to https://www.uspis.gov/report

[imthursdaysyme]

Mike wheeler aka a natural disaster

[whywoulditho]

has anyone ever written a no capes DC AU where Jason's pit rages are switched into OCD/intrusive thoughts?? because that's a concept i literally can't get out of my mind. i tried to write a pit rage once and i noticed the way i'm describing it is a literal projection of my intrusive thoughts back when my ocd was that awful. so i thought i might try to write something like an OCD!Jason fic but if anyone's read something like that before please let me know!!

[cxpperhead]

NEGATIVE TRAITS

Bold for always, italics for sometimes, strikethrough never.

aggressive | arrogant | authoritarian | bitter | brutal | callous | careless | cold/cold-hearted | compulsive | controlling | corrects others constantly | cowardly | critical | cruel | delusional | demanding | disillusioned | domineering | envious | emotionally stunted | greedy | grim | guarded | hard | harsh | hypocritical | impatient | impolite | intimidating | irritable | kidnapper | lazy | liar | lustful | manipulative | materialistic | mean | merciless | messianic | mistrusting | murderer | narrow-minded | obsessive | opinionated | over-bearing | over-critical | over-emotional | over-thinking | patronizing | proud | remote | repressed | rigid | rules with an iron fist | ruthless | sarcastic | self-righteous | self-indulgent | serial killer | taciturn | torturer | touchy | traitorous | unsympathetic | unpredictable | uptight | vain | vengeful

Tagged by: @cxpedcrusxder, @twcfaces and @question-marked! (♡) Tagging: @chaotic-watchtower, @frostise, @gin-n-chthonic, @muppeteyes1001, @synesthes and whoever hasn't done it yet???

[curiosity-killed]

Im not going to say anything coherent here but there’s something about the way presentation at work is so blatantly and unequally split down gender lines* and how women are often (in my experience) the ones who reinforce those expectations when you don’t perform them and often reinforce them through the guise** of care which, in itself, is an expected and rewarded trait of femininity

*its not just gender and i know it gets even messier when you get into how “professionalism” is defined and policed wrt POC

**guise isn’t quite the right word because it implies a little too much malicious intentionality and I don’t think it usually is but the impact is annoying as fuck

[icewindandboringhorror]

[foxwayart]

I'm sorry, WHAT??????

[imogenkol]

a kiss on the forehead of one who is starting to fall asleep - for Imogen and Bix 💙

Ok so this actually wasn’t supposed to be this angsty, but here we are lmao words: 1k warnings: ptsd, mentions of torture, some suicidal ideation

It was another bad night. 

She felt the thin mattress in the Rix Hotel beneath her siphoned body. 

If Bix stared at the ceiling for long enough, it appeared as if the shadows in the low light undulated – not like the calm surface of a body of water, but like a parasite lurking just under the skin. She almost felt it in her own skin. Bix slowly raked her nails along her forearm back and forth, each pass digging into her flesh a little harder. 

Closing her eyes made things worse. 

She felt the headset rest over her skull in an offensively comfortable way.

Her mind rapidly spun this way and that in the darkness as her ears rang. The ringing quickly grew into a distorted wail and she felt the control she had of her body start to slip away. She feared she’d drift off into the dark. The threat of sickness crawled up her throat before her eyes snapped open once more.

She felt the straps that bound her to the metal chair. 

Someone grabbed her wrist and halted the movement of her hand. With a jolt, Bix glanced down and realized her nails had nearly broken the skin. She looked over and became grounded as she met Imogen’s worried gaze beside her in bed. 

Imogen brushed her fingers over the angry red lines on her beloved’s arm. “What is troubling you, love?”

“You know,” Bix answered through a heavy sigh. The ringing had grown dangerously close to a horrid sound the mechanic never wanted to hear again, but could never fully get out of her head. 

Imogen nodded in understanding. “What can I do to ease your mind?”

“Promise me I won’t ever go back to that.” Bix felt like a child asking an adult to convince her not to be afraid of the dark. She knew Imogen’s abilities made her more capable than most, but countless people like her fell victim to the Empire just as much as anyone else. 

“They will not take you again,” Imogen responded with enough conviction that Bix nearly believed her. 

“You’d kill me before you let it happen, right?”

It was an incredibly cruel question to pose, hypothetical or not. Bix would be furious had their roles been reversed. The mechanic couldn’t explain it, but she needed this type of morbid assurance. She had promised herself that she would do whatever it took to ensure the ISB wouldn’t ensnare her in their net again. One way or another, she would not survive Imperial torture a second time. But deep down, she knew she couldn’t take matters into her own hands. Bix simply didn’t have it in her. That terrified her. Imogen, on the other hand, was capable of anything and Bix trusted her more than anyone else in the galaxy. She could do this for her when the inevitable came.

The neutral expression Imogen forced failed to mask the flicker of horror in her steel gray eyes. Her brows knitted in a scowl as it faded and she clenched her jaw hard, still intensely holding her gaze. As the silence went on, Bix began to regret her words. There were other people she could have asked – should have asked. She didn’t need to hurt the woman she loved just to give herself some peace of mind. 

Then Imogen spoke in a low, resolved tone. “I will do whatever it takes.”

The small smile that came across the mechanic’s lips was equal parts relieved and melancholy. Hopefully, it wouldn’t have to come to that. “Thank you.” 

“You should get some rest, darling,” she said, softening her voice. Her hand moved down to Bix’s hip where her soothing caress worked underneath the hem of her shirt as she pulled her closer. 

Bix was grateful for the touch, even alleviated by the brief shock from the bounty hunter’s cold skin against hers, but she shook her head. “I don’t want to.”

“Then I shall lie awake with you.” 

“No, don’t do that.” 

“I have no need for sleep at the moment, anyway.” 

Bix noted how slow Imogen blinked, how shallow her breaths were, and she smiled knowingly. Imogen was exhausted, yet she fought the pull towards slumber to offer what consolation she could. The mechanic nodded and nuzzled against her, accepting the comfort of her embrace and letting it chase the unease in both of them away. 

They held onto each other in the dark, sharing sparse whispered words about nothing of importance. Sometimes a small laugh would break the hushed tones or a comfortable silence would settle between them. Soon, minutes turned to hours. Each time Imogen closed her eyes, they stayed shut a little longer than the last. Until it seemed they might not open again until morning.

Bix studied the other woman’s features — now fully relaxed and completely devoid of the hardened expression she knew best. Such a rare sight, she thought with adoration. Gently, Bix reached out and traced the shape of those beautiful features. She ran the tip of her thumb along Imogen’s jawline, then over her cheekbone, up the bridge of her nose and across her brow. These touches didn’t appear to disturb her and Bix wondered if she had truly drifted off. 

The mechanic couldn’t help herself. She leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Imogen’s forehead, trying to keep the contact light in case she really had fallen asleep. The swell of warmth in her chest at the devotion before her made everything else melt away. Time and distance separated her from those horrors she endured. They were many, many parsecs away from the Empire, from the Rix Hotel, from home, and she should take some comfort in that… for now.

“Will you join me, my love?” Imogen mumbled with what little awareness she had left. 

“I guess I’ll give it a shot,” Bix replied and allowed her own heavy eyelids to close as well. This time, she found no dread in the dark. 

[prentissluvr]

tw long rant and swearing!

hey!! if you don't like something i wrote! shut the fuck up and move on!! thanks bye!! no hate is tolerated on this blog :)))

i don't care if you don't like the way i characterized someone in my story!! shut up and get a better hobby than hating on something someone has spent hours creating and pouring love into and accusing them of hating one of their favorite characters because you think that the fic they wrote FOR FUN and NOT FOR YOU is bad characterization/makes the character flawed in a way that you don't like because you have a poor understanding of what makes fanfiction fanfiction (and also humans human tbh lol). sure, they're maybe more flawed than in the actual show, but THATS THE FUCKING POINT OF FANFICTION!!! IS THAT ITS NOT A REAL PART OF THE SHOW!!! AND ITS WRITTEN!!! FOR FUNNNNN!!!!! AND NOT FUCKING FOR YOU AND YOUR FUCK ASS OPINIONS SPECIFICALLY!!!!!!!! and if you think it sucks, i don't care!! you are entitled to your opinion!!!! hate it so so so much but get the fuck over yourself if you think that telling me it's horrible and unrealistic and somehow creating a bad wrap FOR MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IN THIS SHOW is somehow a meaningful usage of your time or gonna get me to delete the fic or stop liking it or stop promoting my own hard work !!!! i'm proud of the things i write and nothing will ever change that. i hope you know what a shitty shitty shitty (and embarrassing) thing it is to do to leave a whole paragraph of hate under someone's hard work just because they interpret a fictional fucking character in a way that you don't like. genuinely genuinely get the fuck over yourself and find a better way to spend your time than caring more about fictional characters than real life people.

[delivish]

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[boiled-dennis]

yeah you post really insightful, thought-provoking things about the gang's daddy issues/body image/repression/whatever the fuck else But are you normal about narcissists? are you normal about sociopaths or psychopaths?

[aideshou]

I love missmangobutt vlogs because the title says “I try (djjebfndksn) workout for a week” but the video also involves her getting into magic, witchcraft, alchemy/symbolism, and a story about buying a nazar eye .

[cottoncandysecretlair]

tfw u show up to the dr appointment and you haven't eaten in like 48 full hours and they ask you about your eating habits and you say you fast pretty often in accident because your stimulant messes up your hunger response

and they just look you up and down clearly not believing you before starting The Weight Loss Conversation™ and get told that fasting will guarantee you weight loss

[agentdarcylewis]

ok my me/t ga/la hot take is that fat people can wear whatever the absolute fuck they want to every single one 😊