#at least there's something

[thelaurenshippen]

watching bridgerton and obviously there were a lot of things wrong with the way socializing has worked in the past, but honestly the idea of a "calling hour" is so appealing. office hours for friendship. you can show up unannounced at my home between 1 and 3pm. you must leave by 3pm. I may give you a pastry. lets bring that back

[bamsara]

"youve already written that trope" yesss. i like it a lots. i will be writing it again. 1000 stories of the same trope over and over again for ten million years

[paintedcrows]

The Mystery Twins all grown up!! I love them so much. 13 forever, yet always older than me

[coffeeworldsasaki]

Over a 100???? It was just the guy in the photo a couple days ago djsjdjks

[thatrandomblogsays]

Annabeth: I, a child, had to earn Thalia’s love, that’s how the world works! I have to earn my moms love. Love is transactional, you gotta be worthy of it first silly :)

Percy, listening to this on the train

[memoriesinmashups]

maybe one day i'll find you.

among the dull, unpainted walls of the concrete jungle,

in the rustling leaves and the sticky humid air,

weaved by the whispers of those around you,

carried by the fleeting glances and falling dreams

that's not to say i won't try to find you

but my body couldn't sleep from the phantom laughter and crinkling smiles of my thoughts

i'd say i've given up on hoping to see you

a future i'm not sure if you'll be on the sidewalk on my road

but if my life is a self-fulfilling prophecy,

then one day, i know I'll finally look into your eyes

with a murmur silencing my thoughts,

and an eased smile dancing on my lips,

"..hi."

i'll be the warmth that you never know you needed, neither short-lived nor burning you

i'll be the tears brimming your eyelashes whenever you're safe, neither the phantom smiles nor the pain of loneliness

i'll be the temper that grounds you when you need it, neither suffocating nor fearing

despite my flaws, i'll be the best i can be

for both you and me.

[hinamie]

I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite

[chloesimaginationthings]

Vanny regrets living at the FNAF pizzaplex even more now..

[noodles-and-tea]

Who’s your favorite gravity falls character?

THIS GUY

[sampersonsworld]

Making the corpse dance

Ten years ago, Dong Nguyen killed a chart-topping game. After realizing it had become "an addiction" for players, his guilt became so bad that he couldn't sleep. Today, Gametech Holdings, LLC has revived this game but with *more* dark patterns, loot boxes, and predatory design. This is cool.

"But why would Nguyen sell the Flappy Bird Trademark??" "Hope he got his bag!"

Looks like he *didn't*. It seems like it's been long enough that the trademark was considered abandoned, so Gametech Holdings LLC filed against him, and just. Grabbed it for free.

You can see all the court docs here: https://ttabvue.uspto.gov/ttabvue/v?pnam The funniest (and saddest) part is... we're so much worse than Flappy Bird now. It seems *tame* by comparison.

In a better world, the story would have ended with this tweet.

[bluegiragi]

group huddle!

early access + nsfw on patreon monster!AU masterpost

[joshuamj]

Okay, but what if EoW!Zelda had to impersonate Link

[xxplastic-cubexx]

brain please wake up and draw

bonus :

[turtleblogatlast]

Leo learns something about himself 🏳️‍⚧️

Based roughly on this old post.

Bonus:

[Leo is taking the fact that he was born biologically female simultaneously very well and also not so well but overall he’s mostly coping with the fact that it was Draxum that just essentially gave him the turtle equivalent of ‘The Talk’.]

[inkskinned]

how odd, to watch the creative writing exercises of angry men in the comments of instagram. you noticed it first in the comments of conventionally attractive women - but then it started appearing everywhere else, too.

a young man talks about what lunch he's packing his wife. there is a little story under it, with 300 likes, fabricated from nothing. "this is pointless. if you treat her like this, she will take the lunch to her office and fuck her boss and divorce him and take all his money."

you scroll. a young woman talks about what lunch she's packing for her husband. it is always uglier when the subject of the video is a woman, you've noticed. "you sit on camera and you smile and you are cheating with the neighbor and then you're going to lie about being sexually assaulted by your husband and -"

you stop reading. it has 567 likes.

where did this even become a thing? people making up stories in their head, disgusting long-winded assumptions about intention and sexual disgrace. the evil twin of fanfiction.

like - it's just a lie. it's a lie that they are telling, baldfaced and assumptive. the undercurrent is of course misogyny, but the trouble is that they're so fucking certain. that's what makes the hairs on the back of your neck rise. there is this pervasive, inventive desire for them to be right. that they must be right. all women are cheating, lying, gold-digging bitches. no exceptions.

in the reverse, when women say i'd rather meet a bear in the woods than a strange man - men funnel in from the sides. they defend each other with a vibrance and capacity for empathy you wish applied to like, the other half of the population. a man could be saying i absolutely did kill her and these creatures in the comments would rise up with king shit. she made it happen. they love each other to the point of this sick strange self-gaslighting, a fervent and unhinged cognitive distortion. all men are good, wonderful people. all women are terrible, conniving, seditious, annoying.

and when did it become okay to just, like... say that kind of a thing? at one point, you find yourself typing out a witty and snappy retort. why are you spending so much time fantasizing about other people babe. but as you stare at the screen, some part of you pictures this man in public, saying these things to your face. his soapbox, high and mighty. his mirrored sunglasses and his empty life: tired and lonely.

what a sad and horrible loop he's locked in. he is terrible to women, so women don't talk to him, which he uses as an excuse to act more terribly. he blames this "failure" on women, rather than on his behavior. it cannot be that he is the problem (that the solution is to just put his ego down and accept women as equals) - he begins to invent a sculpture to replace the flesh frame of each person he sees.

it isn't just a woman posing on the beach. it is now a slut with a desperate need for each person to crave her body. it isn't just a woman yelping with surprise during something upsetting. it is a hysterical, unhelpful cretin who will probably make things worse instead of better. it isn't a person.

someone's very sweet wedding vows get moderate attention on instagram. in the comments, a man says good fucking luck you'll waste your life providing while behind your back she's absolutely fucking the best man. this will be so cringe in 2 months when she walks out on you.

you think - is that what you need to be true? is that what you need to happen, for the world to make sense to you?

[marshallmigraine]

Love how in BG3 you can play as a more or less redeemable Durge and still say the most deranged shit possible