#but i wanna watch something new too

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someone pls recommend me a tv show … i should not rewatch hannibal and interview with a vampire again

[muckyschmuck]

ultimately!

[r0semultiverse]

Dan Da Dan mangaka is a homestuck fan

My partner was looking up the Dandadan manga just for fun or whatever and sent the magazine/book page that looks a bit different in the anime and immediately I felt an eerie sense of familiarity...

Obama going into space on a special mission remind anyone else of a certain piece of media?

At first I was like surely Dandandan has been out for some time before getting an anime adaptation; so, it's probably just coincidence... right?

Oh how wrong I was... truly, we can never escape it. We cannot fight the Homestuck.

[mwagneto]

HAAANK DON'T GET MAD AT SCIFI FOR NOT MAKING SENSE HAAAAANK !!! IT'S A METAPHOR FOR REAL LIFE THAT'S MEANT TO MAKE YOU ASK QUESTIONS HANK YOU DON'T NECESSARILY HAVE TO UNDERSTAND THE EXACT MECHANICS!!!! HAAAANK

[tmetta]

Outfit change 🪶

[dearmizumi]

I felt sad

[satorisoup]

UWAHHH hello friends !!ヾ(*'▽'*) i am officially back from my hiatus !! thank you soso much to everyone for the kind wishes, i love you all soso dearly !! <3

i’m sending all of you so many warm hugs and big smoochies !! :3 i hope you all have the bestest day, and if u are able to, you get to see some pretty fireworks !! MWUUUUAH !! <3

[britneyshakespeare]

you: nicholas alexander chavez, the actor from ryan murphy's recent work

me, a mama's girl and daytime tv viewer:

[soup-is-here]

Mouthwashing Spoilers

TW: Addiction and Self Harm

I wanna go on about Swansea's final monologue but it's hard to put into words, but I'm gonna try anyways cause it's a short, but strong story about autonomy again. This post ended up significantly longer than I wanted though

It's the autonomy to choose the "less healthy" option because it's appealing to you. It's the moral assignment to normality and stability. An alcoholic is an alcoholic by choice, technically, but do they owe us otherwise? Is it morally reprehensible to enjoy taking LSD at a party? Should we see someone as less than because they relax with a xanax instead of a hot shower? It's not healthy. We know that. We've seen anti-drug ad after ad after ad. But is that the part that's morally wrong, in and of itself? Does enjoying the drugs and chaos make Swansea a worse person?

Like him talking about his entire life and ending it by saying between the "stable" "normal" life and him waking up every morning with a new hangover, he preferred the latter. People always talk about getting clean and fixing their lives and Swansea did it! He did the thing "good men" do! A wife and kids and a trade job and sobriety! He was doing it! He was finally "worth" something!

And he hated it! I mean I don't know if he actually hated/despised it, but he misses his previous life. He misses drugs and partying and living like you might not wake up the next day. He said the thing that changed him was seeing himself dead in a ditch under the bright beam of a streetlight. Now he's looking down the barrel of a gun. And as he looks down it, he looks back. That was his preference. It felt good to be like that. And he wouldn't be here if he stayed there

We always have a narrative about drugs or gambling or sleeping around where a person suddenly realizes that they aren't "doing anything" with their life and becomes stable and it's always played like addiction is a false pleasure. Swansea got to the stability people said would be the real pleasure of life and that just wasn't true for him. One bad paycheck could've been the difference between his stable life and falling apart anyways. His lifestyle was going to kill him someday apparently, yet he's staring down the barrel of a gun at his steady trade job to feed his wife and kids.

I don't know quite how to word it but Swansea is the poster child for rehabilitation. There's this weight to him saying his alcoholic period was the best time of his life. Like it just hits at that pang that makes people wear DARE shirts while smoking weed and post those videos of smoking 100 cigarettes at once. Anti-vaping ads tell you about the damage they do to your body but everyone knows that already. Everyone knows "this is what your brain looks like on drugs." I smoke medical marijuana and it isn't good for my lungs but it's good for my pain. Doing drugs isn't good for me and I know that and that's sorta the point sometimes.

I don't know it's just this weird pang where I know what Swansea means, just not to nearly the same extent. I don't have an addiction so I don't think I could fully understand it. Maybe a better thing I could relate it to for myself is self harm. It's not healthy sure, but who do I owe health? Myself? Other people? And what is healthy? Is it feeling better now? Is it resisting now and feeling worse for it until it stops? What if the coping skills I learn make it worse? What if they make it better? Do I want it to get better? Does Swansea want to get better? What would better feel like to either of us?

Who knows until you try. Swansea got a collared shirt, a mortgage, and a credit card. He got a job and a wife and kids. He got sober. He got healthier, depending on your definition.

But did he feel better? He's looking down a barrel of a gun and he has to decide if he feels better. It doesn't seem like he regrets his new life. He says he wants his kids to be better than him. He wants good things to happen for them. He saw himself as one bad slip away from falling again. I don't think he felt better though. I think he got healthier. He likely would've ended up in the ditch he dreamt about, but we don't know that. We also don't know if that's what he'd prefer. But, we do know he got healthier, depending on your definition.

[jichanxo]

date outfit kitakata save me......... save me....

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: slight dubcon

You’re not too sure how they passed any sort of prerequisites in order to get into your senior level class, but the duo must be doing something right, you think to yourself. Looking from the corner of your eye you watch them—Shigaraki, the ash haired one, and Dabi, the one with white hair and burn scars covering the lower half of his face. They never seem to pay attention in class, and yet Shigaraki’s papers are always used as exemplary and Dabi is always praised for his high test scores—even higher than your own.

You turn your nose up at them when they both turn to you, must sense the way your eyes strain from where you look at them in the corners. Dabi waves, a little smirk pulling up his lips, and Shigaraki only stares with a tilt of his head and a whisper to his friend. They unnerve you, the duo, with their empty eyes and haunting little smiles thrown your way, with their taunting calls of tutoring you when you find out that you’ve come third place to them, again.

But maybe you do need the help, the extra support. You don’t go to them necessarily, but instead the library, looking for a tutor. You feel ambushed when you’re greeted by Dabi sitting behind the librarians desk with his own name tag and Cheshire grin.

“Knew you’d need a tutor sooner or later, sweetheart,” his voice is so grating, so demeaning, so—so hot. It makes your thighs squeeze together and your eyebrows furrow. You can’t think of him like that, shouldn’t be getting so close to a scary weirdo that looks like he might eat you if you step too close.

“Shiggy’s in room 205.” Dabi tells you, nods his head over to a back room, and you stay rooted to your spot, too embarrassed to admit that you don’t know where that room is. Dabi cocks an eyebrow at your shifting legs before it all must click to him. He sighs a quiet little ‘ahh’ before he stands, rounding the desk, as he guides you into the private rooms.

When he gets there, Shigaraki is already sitting there with his feet on the table and a game controller in hand. He doesn’t say much when Dabi tells him what you’re there for—an extra boost in knowledge, you chime in, to which they both just snicker at you—before you find yourself sitting between the both of them. Why Dabi is still there is a question you’re still asking yourself, but you try to ignore him when Shigaraki starts explaining difficult topics as if they were the easiest thing in the world while still maintaining first place in his game.

You’re so wrapped up in defending your smarts to Shigaraki when you can’t answer a question, you almost miss the way Dabi pats condescendingly at your thigh. Your head whips around to him, at his hot grip on your skin, eyes widening when you’re met with his close proximity. His eyes are a lot bluer up close, you think to yourself, rearing back suddenly when his smirk is devious enough to send a shiver up your back.

Your pull away is only met with another hard chest against your back, gasping, as you turn to look at the offender behind you. Shigaraki is even closer this time, and you can feel the puff of his breath against your lips, wonder how a persons eyes could be as bright and vivid as his own.

“What’re you—“ your question falls on a pair of silencing lips, Shigaraki pulling you into a kiss so rough that it makes your teeth knock and a groan press from his mouth to yours. Dabi wants in on the action, pulls your face away to kiss sweetly at your lips, hands loosely around your neck as he tilts your head every way he wants.

Shigaraki pulls you back to him, but Dabi follows this time, his mouth still on yours. You gasp, clinging onto both of their shirts when two tongues are skimming and swiping the insides of your mouth, their wet muscles sliding against the others.

“Figured this was all you wanted,” Dabi chuckles against your mouth, grin pulling at his lips when you gasp and start trying to deny it. It’s hard though, when you’re being wrestled onto the table by rough and dry hands, when your bottoms are being ripped down, and your hands are pinned beside your head.

“Get—get off’a me!” You try to wriggle away, but Dabi only tuts down at you, shushes you with a little mocking pout.

“But you’ve wanted this for so long now, didn’t you? We’ve seen the way you look at us,” Dabi’s tone is dismissive, his eyes glued on his friend who moves your underwear to the side. Shigaraki’s eyes are low and hooded as he takes in the strings of slick that snap from your inner thigh, the glossy part of your lips as he spreads your legs wider to accommodate his body.

“Besides, by the time we’re finished with you, you’re gonna be begging for more.” Shigaraki’s voice is downright cruel, before he’s swooping down to lick a long stripe from your taint all the way up to your clit. You groan at that, eyes fluttering, back arching off of the table. Dabi holds you down though, keeps you pinned to the table while his tongue explores the valleys of your skin. You can only lay there and take everything given to you, wondering all the while, how they knew this was a fantasy of yours for weeks now.

[bf-rally]

okay so im back in navbar hell (when i thought i escaped...!!!) but ive managed to get this set up today :D

[seventh-district]

not even gonna tag this properly bc i don't wanna get Involved but i do have some Thoughts i need to get out into the void so here we go

(aaa quick edit: CW for mention/discussion of Boothill leaks)

[evilkaeya]

Feeling the loss of finishing a really good anime rn... the apothecary diaries was so good I need s2 immediately

[oh-meow-swirls]

was looking through old posts and i'm surprised to see that i seemingly didn't have any commentary on anything in 3 in chapter 7, 8 or 9, the posts related to 3's story go from "my first reaction when i saw yopple-bot was 'i love you. but also you are definitely the boss for this chapter-'" to "i have been in hell all day. hell being bada-bing tower." funny to me cuz those chapters are like, the best ones sdfkljsdfjfsdkjlfsdjkl-

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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