#different things

[devouringbodies]

will graham being bi and aware of his attraction to men and simultaneously being oblivious to any sort of sexual tension in his relationship with hannibal until bedelia spells it out for him is just the objectively funnier, and more enlightened interpretation to fellow dumbass bisexuals.

[audible-smiles]

the first wretched thing we ever hear quark say about his wretched sexuality in emissary part 2 is "i love a woman in uniform" which establishes him INSTANTLY as a whore a pervert and a freak in Ferengi society (not just clothes, authoritarian clothes???) but still manages to come off as generic slimy little man dialogue to other humanoids. haha, what a guy, etc. that bitch is living his best life off world, where he gets to be both a smarmy misogynist AND a femmedom bottom??? for all he waxes rhapsodical about Ferenginar & complains about the Federation and Bajor, I truly believe you couldn't get him to live on Ferenginar permanently again for money

[dinosaurwithablog]

I miss the NY subway system. There are so many different kinds of people doing different things going to different places. As I always do, I love to celebrate the differences!! I love talking to those I meet on the subway. It's never been dull. 😊😍 These are photos I took from where I was sitting. The first one was looking to the left, and the second one was looking to the right. I miss the graffiti, too. It was a great trip!!

[moodbroads]

i may or may not be questioning a whole new ahh religion like how are poeple this dumb but like not dumb because human survival instincts i just dont feel human as a whole but like not in a nonhuman way i just cant explain the major crowd herding happening right now and nobody noticing exept me

idk man its hard for me to put it into words

anyways have a lil speculative dude meant for changing gravity lolol

[bafflement]

Ozqrow Week - Day 6 - Taking Flight

Flight means so much, and yet so little

Isn’t that what they call it, if you run away

To write new songs and new beginnings?

Or even just to find yourself, since after all

That’s a part of growing up.

So what, if, running, you don’t go back?

And never truly try to think

On everything you lost in choosing

To follow the voices in your own head?

And yes, maybe they were the Wizard

Ancient, knowing all that’s passed

And yes, maybe they were right

When they warned you of your fate

Salem kills whole families, you see…

And whatever you may once have thought

Of the man that sired you, the others

Both the sister born and those yet to come

Are innocent in all of this, they never

Deserved to share the fate you bought

Upon them, merely by being yourself

This is not a gift, merely a curse

But by bearing it, you can ensure

That for a time, it falls on no one else.

And so you run, you flee to where

You were told that others wait

To greet the next, for next you are

And teach you what you need to know

There will be a price to pay

There always is, in every life

But you’re too young to realise, yet

Just what they’ll ask of you, in truth

They will rip you all to shreds

And remake you, someone new

They even gave you a new name

Although that might be a blessing, after all

You’re pretty certain that they’ll look

Those you fled to save them from

That destiny they never chose, but then

You never chose it, either, did you?

And as you grow into the man

They chose to model you, mould you as

You’ll meet those you’d call your friends

If, of course, you can truly have them

And someone more, and something greater

Than you looked for, ever thought

You could be worthy of. That one love,

The greatest love you’ve ever felt

Will mould you as you, too, change him

And both of you will soon be more

For the having of each other.

Qrow is not a name you knew

Or ever thought you’d savour the taste of

On your tongue, the symbols rounded

Out by long use, easy caring

Maybe too easy, for he too

Could so quickly be taken from you

At the whim of someone who you’ve never even met

The shadow of the Witch, behind each memory you share

With those who came before is vast, you fear to fall too far

But how can you resist the pull when all of you is screaming for it

You love him, after all, against all logic or advice

And for him, you’d contemplate anything…

And yet that backbeat still remains

For all you ran, so long ago

They are still your kin and so you worry for them

Maybe you should not have given

In to temptation, threatened James

But then the only sister that you met

Chose Atlas of all places to enrol

And so put herself beneath his gaze

And to him became much more.

There’s something in that, something dark

That he cleaved so close to your own sibling

He doesn’t know that, you covered your own

Tracks too carefully for that, and yet

You worry that you never truly can forget

Yet you have he and he has you, though tired minds

And tired eyes spill more than you ever truly meant to

He knows now, who you used to be, sees through the mask

You have so carefully crafted. Even now, where they are

So hard to find, you had your sources…

Hairdye, colored contacts and the lies you hide behind

May be enough, at least until they aren’t.

You taught your Qrow well, after all, when you granted him

His own sort of flight, though this one is more normal

That your own. Oh if you knew what was to come

Would you have flown when you did? Or at all?

Since after all, you know that Atlas would have cherished you

Though that would have meant living there

In that cold city, far above those they should care the most about

And listening to Jaques Schnee, of all people… no

No, it was better, running far away from all that you once knew

Weiss is better as the heir, after all, and Winter too

Maybe taking from your lead and maybe not, you’ll never know

Fled too from that cold place you never called a home.

And as you face the death you know is coming

You can’t help but smile, for after all

They’re safe awhile longer, there is nothing now

To link you to them, what comes next

Whoever you next wake as, they

Have no connection to your past

You breath your last, oh… they are free

All of them, your siblings all, and so too Qrow to find another

If he can, he’s known surely that this could never last?

You love him, oh you love him so and as you feel your soul

Take flight, you know that this is freedom, too

In chains… oh Qrow, my love… goodnight.

[bookofhappyescapes]

What I meant to say: Wearing my binder means I can go out topless without being scorned by society

What I actually said: Wearing my binder makes me safe for human consumption

[fieriframes]

[AND EVERY TIME YOU GO DOWN, YOU DO WHAT? EAT. EAT LIKE CRAZY. DID WHEN HER HAIR WAS WASHED. WHEN MOTHER FINISHED SHE! HE BROUGHT HIS TWO WORLDS TOGETHER. ALL THE DIFFERENT THINGS THAT I'VE TASTED AND TRIED]

[p2ii]

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[allo-frouto]

Hm mind if I ask what could you turn you on beyond belief

Hand placement as I have mentioned, smirks and general confidence.

[knivesv]

im ugly but in a i make it work for me way

[paper-mario-wiki]

in case you're wondering what the greatest AMV of all time is, it's this one from 2008.

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[angelicgarnet]

the way people online talk about autism is getting really weird, like do they know that neurotypicals still have interests? that someone being passionate about a hobby doesn't mean they're autistic? you guys know that right

[problemnyatic]

when will we talk about the willful helplessness epidemic on here. So many people on this god forsaken website demand to have any and all things that exist outside their personal experiences directly, personally pre-chewed and spoonfed to them. And when you do, they'll then ask for you to swallow for them, too, because, you see, in THEIR experience..,

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[wishfulsketching]

This is what the dynamic was like