#go outside. touch grass

[andrewcogliano]

f1 tik tok really is a dumpster fire

bc tell me why i just saw a tik tok saying that charles’ results have gone down hill since he broke up with his ex bc “she was his lucky charm”

his results have gone down hill bc he drives for ferrari and they’re about as reliable as my stomach ingesting lactose

[rowansparrow]

Imagine getting this heated because I wouldn’t answer personal questions about myself to strangers on the internet.

[speedyinternetconnoisseur]

mini reply to the-beaten-and-the-damned's reply on their post (that they blocked me on)

[@ me] no, i can't, sas literally blocked me - one. you can't be ableist about experiences that aren't medical, refer to google - two. that's a lotta empty words goin on about the same thing over an over again - three. -💀 get out.

1 - theres this thing called incognito mode, and archive websites. made sure SAS's post was archived here [link]

(edit part 1: i completely blanked and forgot to actually edit in the archived link, it's here https://web.archive.org/web/20240617050934/https://www.tumblr.com/sysmedsaresexist/750286600085372928/changing-mindsets-from-a-real-anti-endo?source=share)

2 - you can be ableist about experiences that aren't medical, (edit part 2: as in pathologizing normal experiences and treating people in ableist ways even if they do not have the disorder like conservatives calling trans people delusional, that's ableist about an experience that isn't actually (inherently) medical or disordered), but i was referring to ableism that impacts disordered systems in my replies. blaming endogenics for ableist doctors is just excusing that ableism, regardless of if endogenics are "actually plural" or "fakers" or whatever.

3 - i did get angry and rant at you, yes, but its because anti endos are a brick wall. thats why ive given up on using the sideblog and just using this main. its basically the same thing.

i also went to look at the flowers around my neighborhood, and they're blooming a lot this time of year, which is very nice. yelling about how much you hate endos isn't nice.

i also love listening to science and believing peoples experience, instead of sucking up to ableist doctors and acting like a transmedicalist.

[celestial-jesters]

i think they should be allowed to see the sun ☀️

[sunnymainecoonx]

They are so old

[regsaysstuff]

"You need dysphoria to be trans." If your definition of transness is self-hatered, then that's your problem, not mine.

[jinikaris]

HYUNLIX ⟡˙ ̟ lollapalooza chicago // ep 2: docuseries

[winniemaywebber]

anthony boyle by max miechowski

[p1-norris]

i actually don’t even care if people like norris i’d just like it if you could all be fucking normal about him

[ln4lvr]

lando norris I love you so bad you're my favorite person ever

[h47ing]

erm erm erm… video gaming Jeffrey… runs away

Jak and.. Daxter? 😓

anyway here you guys go! I’ve remade this because i wasn’t so proud of the other. I’ve put in full effort, maybe not much but enough for my liking hahaheheheej

[bakudekublogblog]

it never stops being funny to me that people are bkdk antis in the year 2024 like “katsuki bullied izuku!! how dare you ship izuku with him” ??? take it up with izuku he’s is the one pining his ass off for him. I can’t make izuku not yearn for katsuki ??? I’m sorry I have observational skills?? izuku is just like that you think I can stop him??

[thefearedashantis]

Touch Grass

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Summary: Reader makes Remus stand barefoot in grass to help his chronic pain

Warning: its pretty short

"Is this really necessary?"

You step into the grass with a frown “didn’t you say you were having a flare-up?”

“Killer”

“Then yes, it’s necessary.”

You and Remus have only been living in this house for a few months. It fell on the more expensive side of what you could afford, but you'd both agreed to cut back on a few luxuries until you developed a suitable spending cushion.

You'd chosen it because it was the only spot you'd viewed that really had your sole requirement. A yard. Even if only a measly few feet of it.

You thrived off being outside. A few minutes of sunlight and fresh air a day were enough to breeze you through a rough week. Sometimes, you would even retreat out here for hours at a time to just stare at the sky and listen to music. Falling asleep on more than one occasion.

All you had to do now was convince your indoorsy boyfriend just how beneficial the investment could be for him as well.

It's a beautiful day.

A perfectly clear blue sky. The neighbourhood in a lull as afternoon sweeps in. Signs of life drift over your high fence, allowing you to imagine what you couldn't physically see. Muffled chatter from a television, someone watching old reruns. The smell of freshly baked pastries, an oven timer chiming. The squeals and giggles of a child echoed by the rowdy grumble of a dog. That in particular was a sound you heard quite often these days. The people that lived directly beside you had a young son who relished in terrorizing their new Golden.

A gentle touch presses into your hip, startling you.

You turn to face Remus and almost break out into tears at the sight of him, already feeling guilty for forcing him off the couch.

He looks so frail for such an otherwise tall, imposing boy. Dark hair sticks to his damp forehead, sweater haphazardly thrown over his drooping shoulders. His skin is washed, cracked lips melded together in a grimace, and eyes glassy where they stare at you. Heavy lidded. He sways on bare feet. Fingers bunch into the fabric of your shirt and pull taught. You stumble a step at his grip.

Reaching out, your arms circle his waist “Here, lean on me." He's slumping forward before you've even finished offering. His face settles into the space between your neck and shoulder. He inhales deeply, suppressing a groan only for your benefit. With a sharp intake of air, he rubs his nose into your skin, allowing the next bellow of pain to slip free. The grisly sound of his teeth grinding makes your heart clench.

You're such a horrible person.

"Only for a few minutes Rem," you promise, sliding your hand into his hair to massage his scalp. He's putting much more weight on you than he usually allows. You have to lock your knees to steady you both.

“I'm burning” Remus complains.

You squint up at the sun. There's no cloud cover to protect you from its battering rays. "Sunlight is good for you." He'd been shut away in the house all week, with the curtains closed.

"Not if I end up with skin cancer."

You remind him of the sunscreen you'd so lovingly slathered on him prior to your journey outside. The citrusy aroma of it lingers on him. "The spf was pretty high."

This doesn't seem to appease him. Warm breath billows across the front of your face as Remus shifts to your other shoulder, hiding himself from direct contact. He does feel pretty warm. Overheating wouldn't do his exhausted body any good.

Tapping him twice, you try to dislodge your intertwined limbs. "I'll get you a hat." Some water as well. He could rest on the porch steps until you get back. You wait a beat for Remus to let go, and when he doesn't, tap him again.

"I'm fine like this," he mumbles, kissing the hollow of your throat lightly

You ask if he's sure but receive no response.

The two of you stand in the centre of your yard in comfortable silence for the next few minutes. Occasionally, Remus will groan and rearrange himself, to which you can provide little comfort other than a firm rub on the back. You don't want to disturb him, so you keep busy by wiggling your toes in the grass. It rained last night, the soil still damp. The cool ground feels good.

After a while, Remus eases some of his weight. Leaning up, he bumps your foreheads together. Cheek to Cheek, he rests his lips against your ear, sending a pleasant jolt down your spine. He whispers, "So what's the science behind this?"

"Well, it's called grounding." As soon as you say it, you feel stupid.

Remus has dealt with chronic pain for as long as you've known him. Has tried every remedy there was. Who were you to think you'd found all the answers from one of your silly little deep dives.

Your palms start to get clammy. How could you explain to him that you were forcing him into discomfort to satisfy your own curiosities.

"Go on, don't get shy now." Remus can feel the sudden tension in your posture. Pressing in closer, he virtually fuses your bodies together.

"Imagine your body is like a phone," you start. "You have to recharge it regularly for it to work properly. Grounding is like plugging your phone, yourself, in. When you do it, you connect your body to the electrical energy of the Earth. Simple things like walking barefoot on grass or leaning against a tree or deep breaths of fresh air can rejuvenate you." And just to sound like you have some sort of good reasoning you tack on "Its supposed to be anti-inflammatory." At least that's what every nature healing blog you'd read claimed.

Remus remains quiet as if he's waiting for you to say more. Your nerves fizzle with embarrassment.

"Is it working?" You wonder aloud, more to yourself than anything.

Remus tips the two of you side to side with a long hum. Nimble fingers play at the edge of your top, gliding upwards to push at the pluff of your tummy. "I'm not sure, but you’re soft."

You struggle to contain a giggle when they slide even higher. Up and up until they brush along the underside of your chest.

Yanking his hands down, you nip at his chin. "A few more minutes, and then we’ll go inside." Maybe you'd even reward him for not laughing outright at your idea.

My back hurts - XoXo Jermaine

divider: @plutism

[littler0b1n]

My boys…

[eyelovveu]

proof I can actually draw

[thefabulousfab-3]

If you cannot separate your hate for a character from the actor that plays them, you need help. If you are a grown ass adult and are harassing showrunners/writers because they made a decision you don’t like, you need help. If you feel the need to harass fans of a certain ship or character, you need help. At the end of the day it’s a tv show and those characters aren’t real. It’s never worth it to send actual death threats to people and harass them to the point of deleting social media. The fact that all this behavior is being perpetrated mainly by grown ass adults is even more disgusting.