#class-divide

[fishyfishyfishtimes]

It's always so weird to come down from the biology heavens to see what the average person believes about animals, plants, ecosystems, just the world around them. I don't even mean things that one simply doesn't know because they've never been told or things that are confusing, I'm talking about people who genuinely do not see insects as animals. What are you saying. Every time I see a crawling or fluttering little guy I know that little guy has motivations and drive to fulfill those motivations. There are gears turning in their head! They are perceiving this world and they are drawing conclusions, they are conscious. And yet it's still a whole thing if various bugs of the world feel pain or if they are simply Instinct Machines that are Not Truly Aware of Anything At All????? Help!!!!!! How can you look at a little guy and think he is just the macroscopic animal version of a virus

[miiju86]

let that sink in....

[sunnimals]

Found on Pinterest, drawn by @artbylittlebug - Go check her art out and follow her, it's super cute and comforting!

[alwaysbewoke]

[prontaentrega]

I hate this fucking post. Poor people have always existed and it was not this guys fucking dad with his own house and two cars. There was always people living in the street or struggling to make rent or living in "today's" poverty conditions

[fellhellion]

couldn’t stop thinking about this

[loveanddeepsecrets]

“I don’t want a sleepover…”

Ft. Caleb

⤠ A headcanon turned one shot inspired by a couple’s prank I saw on TikTok

How I’d imagine the LI’s would respond to you when you say you don’t want to spend the night anymore. This would’ve been shorter, but it felt hollow writing bullet points & quotes (I had to set the scene LMAO) so it’s a series now.

⤠ I’m not confident calling this a fic, but this is my first time writing in a fic-like format, so please bear with me if the tone of voice is off

⤠ Tags: Caleb x gn!reader, needy Caleb, fluff, angst if you squint, inaccurate timeline (I think? Mentions Springfresh Day but takes place a few weeks after Lucid Dream myth)

⤠ ft. Xavier| ft. Zayne| ft. Rafayel| ft. Sylus|

⤠ Word count: ≈1.3k (mostly proofread)

It’s the weekend leading up to Springfresh Day, and Caleb insisted you stay with him in Skyhaven because the white Fringetrees are perfect this time of year, and you hardly see any in Linkon. His excitement paired with the laundry list of activities he planned, had you thinking this would be the perfect time to try that couple’s prank you saw on social media. Caleb knows you too well you when it comes to petty, almost juvenile pranks, so you knew time was of the essence.

You two decided to enjoy the warmer weather and fresh blossoms by roller skating around the city to commemorate the new season. The afternoon was scenic and lively. A day filled with festivities like sampling small bites at food trucks, to browsing local street vendors, to strolling through the park, now ends with a race back to Caleb’s apartment.

You hunch over holding your sides, sore from laughter. Your eyes are misty from the wind and tears, but you successfully manage to reach the end of the hallway to tap his front door.

“You’re unbelievable!” he pants, finally catching up to you.

“I only learned from the best! Don’t beat yourself up.” you tease.

Though you’re a skilled and nimble hunter, your muscles still ache from today’s mini excursion. You lazily roll into his living room and faceplant onto the plush sofa. Caleb, trailing close behind you, lets out a small chuckle as he plops himself next to you to remove your skates.

“Ya know…I would’ve carried you back, but you just had to try and best me again didn’t you?”

“It was starting to get dark, and you said you wanted to chase the sunset!” you retort while painfully turning on your side. You let out a low groan as he starts to massage your calves.

“I didn’t mean for you race me! Besides, we only have this weekend together pipsqueak. I don’t want to chase time when I’m with you.”

He grabs your leg to pull you onto his lap and plants a quick peck on your cheek. A comfortable silence lingers between you before he buries his face in the crook of your neck. You knew it was cruel, but with his guard down, relaxed your embrace, now seemed like the perfect time to try the prank.

“Caleb…” you say quietly.

“Yeah?” he replies teasingly, matching your hushed tone

“I don’t think I want to sleep over this weekend.”

You feel his muscles tense under your hold. He lifts his head, eyes meeting yours filled with concern and confusion.

“Wait, huh?”

“I don’t really feel like sleeping over. Today was so much fun— believe me I had a great time, but I kinda want to be by myself for a bit.”

He shakes his head in confusion. “Why? What changed your mind?”

“I don’t know. I just like the feeling of being in my own bed right now.” you explain, slowly pulling away. The sadness in his voice grows more apparent.

“You know I’d never expect you to share a bed with me when you come over. That’s why I made sure you had your own space. Is your bed not comfortable?”

“No it is! It’s just— not the same as laying in my own bed at my own place you know?”

You were confident you could save face until he gave you that look. You know the look. The one with hurt and helplessness in his eyes whenever he can’t read you. You know he hates feeling like you’re hiding from him.

He slightly shifts under you and reaches for your hand. He softly traces his thumb back and forth along your knuckles.

“Ever since we were kids, the only time I’d see you chicken out like this is if you were really spooked by something.” He stops tracing his thumb and gives you that look again.

“You’re not scared of me, right?”

Your heart sinks and you start to falter. “Of course not, I—”

“I know you still need more time to trust me again—”

“Wait, Caleb—”

“And I want nothing more than for us to get back to the way we were before. But if you’re serious about heading back to Linkon, I’ll let you go under 2 conditions. 1: I drive you back to your place. I don’t care that it’s far. Our time is shorter now, and I want to spend all that’s left of it with you. Plus, we haven’t had a good road trip in forever.”

He hesitates a bit before grabbing hold of your hand once more to continue.

“And 2: At least stay for dinner? I sorta bought the ingredients already to make your favourite.” he added shyly.

You didn’t expect this side of Caleb to lay bare so soon after you agreed to give your relationship another try. Then again, you were far from strangers. His vulnerability paired with the sad puppy eyes always failed you when you were kids, and it was about to fail you yet again. Finally, you give in; cupping his face, your words spurt like rapid fire. “I’ll definitely stay for dinner…and dessert…and breakfast later. I don’t actually want to go back, it’s a prank. I saw it online and wanted to do it to you—I’m sorry!!”

Caleb lowers his head in disbelief at your admission, laughing to himself. He leans back, dragging both hands down his face with a heavy sigh.

“You got me.” he concedes defeatedly.

You’re as relieved as he is at his reaction. But the moment quickly passes as you seize the opportunity to gloat.

“You were gonna make my favourite huh?”

“Don’t start, pipsqueak.” he warns.

“And you were right about the road trip. It’s been way too long. When will we actually go on one this time?”

He looks at you for a moment before answering.

“Whenever you want.” he says earnestly.

Taken back by his sincerity, a warm flush spreads to your cheeks. You try looking away, but his face follows your gaze, and he closes the little remaining distance between you. His lips nearly brush against your ear, “You owe me.” he whispers with a hint of mirth.

Before you can respond, he curls one arm under your legs and scoops you off the couch. You yelp and quickly grab hold of his shoulders for stability. You flick his ear for startling you.

“You still have skates on, are you crazy?! We’re gonna fall!”

“Well pips, you bested me 3 times today, and every winner deserves a victory lap, right?” He slowly glides his way around the living room.

“You tricked me into racing you, you tricked me with that cruel, sick prank and now you’ve tricked me into making your favourite tonight. I was actually planning on makin’ it tomorrow.” he says as if he’s revealing a big secret.

“Please, you would’ve made it tonight if I asked anyway—oh! And the road trip!”

“And the road trip” he adds, playfully rolling his eyes. “Always a sore winner.”

“So that’s me: 4 | Caleb: 0. What do 4 wins get me?”

He smirks mischievously and holds you tighter.

“A victory lap at 4x speed.”

“Wait, no—!”

But you were too late. Caleb was already zooming throughout his apartment at breakneck speed; skillfully weaving around furniture and sharp corners ensuring you don’t bump into anything.

Your eyes shut tightly as you held onto his neck even tighter, laughing and squealing. The speed, mischief, and sounds of shared giggles, briefly transported both of you back in time with memories of a young Caleb running around the house with you on piggyback. Always chasing the clock until you’re inevitably caught by grandma with a new punishment and long lecture.

ꨄ︎ A/N: Thanks for reading! Likes and comments are appreciated as always. Writing dialogue in the tone of the LI’s is the hardest part imo and this was certainly a challenge. This took weeks to write on and off no lie. I think I’ll stick to tiny drabbles and headcanons once this is over

Side note: Why is it so hard to find Caleb fluff? I’ve been searching so long to find some on here but it always ends up spicy! Nothing wrong with that, but I want more lover boy Caleb 😤 (If you know of any pls lmk!)

Dividers by: saradika-graphics and @/strangergraphics

[boredbakedbeans]

class divide & struggle in haikyuu

haikyuu twitter has brought up the theme of class struggle in hq and it really got me thinking just how subtle and effective furudate is in portraying class divide throughout the story.

hinata is introduced riding a bike, seeing volleyball through a store TV (not his own like Hoshiumi, Ushijima, Kageyama), and years later he's still riding a bike up and down a mountain every day for an hour to get to school and practice. how the gyms in the public schools like nekoma and karasuno have stages because they're multipurpose, as opposed to the specific volleyball facilities that shiratorizawa and other private schools have. the bond that nekoma and karasuno have as being the public schools in their prefectures, being known as "scavengers", taking what they can get and fighting tooth and nail for it. THE DUMPSTER BATTLE.

Shiratorizawa Academy vs. Karasuno High. almost every other school (aoba johsai, shiratorizawa, kamomedai) having non-volleyball team-specific tracksuits and merch, while karasuno wears the generic "ics" athletic wear. star players like ushijima and hirugami having family that played pro-volleyball and got them started from a young age in professional spaces.

daichi's nightmare about the basketball team overtaking their gym and not letting them practice. kageyama noticing right away that the floors in the all-japan youth camp weren't wooden. takeda working overtime to try to get gyms reserved, practice matches organized, buses rented out. ukai still working at his grocery store his entire first year coaching karasuno (suggesting that karasuno couldn't afford to pay him enough).

karasuno having to adjust to the lights and the height of the ceiling at nationals, when all the other teams were used to it. karasuno renting out that little old inn for nationals, right next to the giant, 25-floor hotel that other teams were staying in. inarizaki intimidating their opponents with their huge student section, affording to literally transfer an entire student BAND from hyogo to tokyo.

it's the reason that there's something specifically annoying about ushijima when we first meet him, something off-putting as we see hinata and kageyama watching shiratorizawa practicing for the first time in their fancy gym at their huge school. something infuriating about hearing ushijima talk down to hinata and basically dismiss karasuno as a threat entirely. when ushijima says aoba johsai is "infertile soil", hinata thinks, if they are infertile soil, then I Am Hinata Shoyo from the Concrete. and our concrete school, despite all odds, despite lack of resources and funding and reputation, will still beat you. i don't have what you have and yet i will still make it to the top!!!!!!!

[victusinveritas]

The owning class orchestrates it all.

[deadpoets]

GILMORE GIRLS 1.07 | Kiss and Tell

[screechingfromthevoid]

Every time Brennan sits at that fucking table he tears a hole into what it means to be human and to have faith and to love and to be in community.

The brass ring were so close. They were family. Family enough to send one of their own out to make sure he got to be a father again. Laerryn blighted the tree of knowledge for her best friend and lover.

Downfall was all about family. And saving family. All of their family. Aiden gave his faithful a meal like no other they've had before. Trust gave a sickly little boy 70 hit points because she could barely his suffering. Asha pouted because her wife wasn't there to be with her.

And now Nia will not leave anyone behind. The Stormlord bestowed life back to ruined land. Crokas took on two children that are not his and carried them on his back. Fiedra, although harsh, still risked so much to pour a little wine for the bleeding boy. Garden's first priority is the children who will inherit this world from them.

I think, in the current state of Exandria, the new age we witnessed the birth of, Brennan is giving us that "what comes next". Divinity is not gone, Lieve'tel still performed her miracle. But I think the lesson from divergence, where the gods left the face of Exandria, is that divinity comes from people, mortals. And it always has. The gods get their power from worship. They'd be nothing without their people. So in the absence of them, then and now, stories will be told of reclaiming and rebuilding. Mortals will understand they are divinity. And that together, their power is as limitless as the gods they said goodbye to.

[h-yeoni]

⠀ ︎ ⠀ ︎ ( ♡ ︎ ) ⠀ ︎ ⠀ ⠀i ⠀ love ⠀ you⠀ back. ──

⠀⠀ ⠀said ⠀ i ⠀ wouldn’t ⠀ take⠀⠀ nobody back

[charmed-quill]

summary: Benedict Bridgerton longs for more than society’s expectations, drawn instead to art and freedom. Y/N, a fiercely talented but struggling artist, fights for recognition in a world that dismisses women of her class. When their paths cross, fascination sparks—a shared passion for art bridging the divide between privilege and survival. But their growing connection threatens them both in a world where reputation is everything. As scandal looms and duty calls, they must choose: conform to society’s rules or risk everything for love, ambition, and the art that brought them together.

total word count: 68.2k

Red = Smut

One - The Woman In Midnight

Two - Promenade

Three - A Vindication of the Rights of Woman

Four - Connoisseur of the Unconventional

Five - Whitechapel

Six - Number Five

Seven - Ruinous

Eight - Let her Choose

Nine - Muse

Ten - An Offer From a Gentleman

Eleven - Under the Arch

Twelve - Lady Whistledown’s Society Papers

Thirteen - I am Haunted

Fourteen - The Salon

Fifteen - My Cottage

Sixteen - The End

Epilogue

[sunnimals]

Fairycore/Woodland Coloring Pages

Dividers by @/kodaswrld

tagging sibby @puppyypaws

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Vi and Jayce being gym bros in a modern AU!! I love them so much.

I need them to do dumb shenanigans together so bad. Like just being in the same room together neutralizes their brain cells.

Like Jayce is a big-name scientist known as one of the smartest people in the world, but he and Vi get together to hang out, and the world starts seeing them do the DUMBEST SHIT on tiktok.

And the internets like, “this is world-renowned genius scientist Jayce Talis??? The guy who did all of these world-changing scientific papers??? Who revolutionized prosthetics, mobility aids, and medicine with his partner Viktor Talis??? Making… weapons shaped like genitalia in his forge??? With a random butch- IS THAT FAMOUS BOXER VIOLET KIRAMMAN????”

Them getting drunk together and breaking stuff with “My girl is mad at me :( I hope I die T^T” in the caption.

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

Oh nothing, just the Curtis brothers all being cursed to love a boy they can never have a happy ending with