#fair is fair

[totally-not-peter-parker]

Why did you just call Jason a slur?

HE CALLED ME ONE FIRST

[tinderbox210]

Spock: playing out of tune lyre La'an: Do you take requests? Spock: Sure! La'an: Please stop.

[jellyjem]

if dan and phil are going to post a mysterious video late then im going to drink a glass of wine and boop everyone on my screen

[simplecountryboy]

[a-victorian-girl]

It's a shame you blocked me, gaylilsherlock.

I'm gonna miss your ficlets. Btw, your last one for @fluffbruary was LOVELY! (yes, I was able to read it in other friends' reblogs).

Have a good life!

[bladeweave]

i like to imagine any time wyll invokes dark ones own luck to help him on a dice roll mizora gets a +1 notif and she checks on what hes doing and hes sniffing the sex juice on a dead spider

[okurrroye]

If I can’t have Argyle or any respect for Lucas’s character then you all can’t have Byler or Eddie’s resurrection so there >:P

[the-au-collector]

just so y'all know if you spam me with boops I spam you with boops

[lupinnsa]

why choose to be mean?

i’ve had a few bad experiences and discoveries over the past year, and one of those revelations included a weird, uncomfortable observation: that while I strive for kindness in casual conversation, often times the people in the world around me… do not.

i’m not talking about silly, comedy-tuned mockery of friends or anything either. i’m referring to, at least, semi-serious discussion about anything you could have opinions about, from other people, to current events, to trending products.

no matter how positive or negative my opinions are, i strive to voice them with as much respect as possible to those involved with the subject. i might overemphasize my positive opinions and refrain from spending too long on my negative ones, for example. More importantly, I try not to belittle other people casually just because they “aren’t in the room”. When they are, I try to be direct and honest without exaggerating my point. Negative opinions and disagreements are already difficult enough, and there’s no need to salt the wound; I try to remain kind even when discussing events or persons that actively harmed me. Even when I’m pretty sure no one else will see.

If I realize my opinions are flawed based on incorrect or outdated information, I always try to own up to those sorts of errors, and change my opinions accordingly. I try to leave room for personal growth or change to make a difference. I try to keep my expectations from coloring my attitude.

Recent events have made it very clear that others are not so interested in that same effort. I suppose it is easier to be unkind if the expectation is that the subject will “never know.” Or perhaps there isn’t enough consequence for “being mean” to choose words with care. Or perhaps this aggressive behavior comes from the increasingly antagonistic perspective of those beyond one’s personal boundaries. Or perhaps it simply costs more energy to keep your filters on.

I’m not free of this sort of sin myself. I’ve said unkind things before, especially when I was younger, especially when I was less informed, less sympathetic. Even recently, I’ve said unkind things to my own close friends simply because I was in emotional turmoil, because I was desperately craving the minimum closure I could ask, for one of the most egregious accusations I’ve ever been the target of on a larger scale. A simple, genuine, apology.

When I realize that something I did or said was hurtful beyond necessity, whether it was from the heat of the moment or a moment of carelessness, I try to genuinely apologize for it. But I’ve seen that others are all too willing to double down on their aggression instead, punching deeper without indication of a second thought. Without restraint.

Someone once said that people don’t like to own up to their mistakes because saying stuff like, “I was wrong,” is an admission of guilt. That no one wants to be guilty of being a jerk, because then they would be a jerk. And I think overall, that observation seems pretty spot on, if deeply disappointing.

I obviously want people to be more kind, passively, to other people in general. But I especially want the mindset of admitting you were wrong to change: not, “I was wrong and I am a jerk,” but, “I was wrong, I was a jerk, but I want to do better.”

Obviously there’s a lot of nuance to be had here. Like, what about the consequences of actions? Why not fight back if something isn’t interested in giving you a chance to defend yourself? How do we learn to be kind and sympathetic in a world that is, for some reason, becoming increasingly intolerant?

I wish I had the answers to all of that, but I don’t.

I just want people to choose to be kind.

[naswoop]

They like to threaten each other <3

[eddiebabygirldiaz]

💙 + 💬

hi ryan xxxx 😘

💙 : I have a friend crush on you

💬 : we should talk more

HELLO BELOVED!!! I love you so yes yes let's talk about anything and everything whenever you want 💖💜🩵🩷

anonymous pda meme

[sailermoon]

helppp I just realized that poll says .5 of todoroki

[sarasa-cat]

Oh Fuck!

I suspected that at least one of my cats can count small numbers of things.

Normally his bedtime treat is made up of three very tiny freeze dried chicken snacks. But the new bag we opened tonight has BIGGER ones so I only gave him two — and because they were bigger they required more effort from him to gobble them up. So I obviously thought we were good and that was that bc I measured it by mass.

But then he looked at me. And he would not get settled into bed. And he licked the front of his upper lip and looked up to the place where treats are stored and then looked back at me and again licked the front of his upper lip. Which is his how he conveys “bring me food, oh humble butler of cats, as I am hungry and deserving of tasty things to eat.”

And he would not get into bed. Lick lip, tap cabinet. Lick lip.

I tried reading a book but no luck. This cat knew he was cheated bc TWO is not THREE (despite the larger size of the treats).

Wtf?

After a while I finally gave up and got him his third treat. Satisfied as all hell he jumped into bed and squiggled around on his back and now the purrrrr motor is going.

This little (well, large, tbh) cat boy can count smallish numbers.

Fml.

FML.

(Tomorrow I am cutting all of these new treats in half)

[approvedtrash]

If I gag on your cock the least that could happen is you eat me out at least once a month 🤷🏼‍♀️

[donnatroyprincessofthemyscira]