#gonna fuck off and go to sleep

[medicinemane]

Me skimming a woodworking video I'm not that interested in so I skip to the end

"I always feel a sense of accomplishment when I finish a piece"

Well that's good, but also we couldn't be more dissimilar on that my man. Like I don't know the last time I heard something I related to less

[xxplastic-cubexx]

it doesnt need to be said but its genuinely so funny how at-the-hip charles and erik are in krakoa like they really had the green light- the OBLIGATION- to be as obnoxiously close to each other as possible and abused that right to the fullest extent

[beresaad]

HADES II ↳ Hecate — Ἑκατη, "The Far-reaching One"

[dandy-andyyy]

hey, nana…do you remember the first time we met? 🍓

[opens-up-4-nobody]

Had to use the meat grinder analogy

[ratatatastic]

im coping very normally after that loss if youd like to know

[simpingforcys]

During King Candy's introduction, Disney+ subtitles have him say: "Hello, my royal subjects!"

While in other captions and DVDs (and what is mostly heard) he says: "Hello, my loyal subjects!"

One flaunts his status, one flaunts his ego. Either way, to him, it's just about the same.

[tallyhoot]

Jouse :3

“is there cheese in the great beyond?”

[purpurussy]

I know this is 100% my personal problem and idk if anyone can relate but as an afab person with some weird gender shit going on I kinda hate it whenever dnp make jokes like "you know us we don't like pussy/tits" etc like 😭 I love that they have fully healed from the comphet "fyi I like vagina" era but I hate being made to feel like a Woman™ because of my anatomy if that makes sense. Like my brain interprets it as "we don't like those traits because they make you a woman and we're gay" idk it gives me like a weird wave of dysphoria every time they say it 😭😭 the first time I watched BIG I interpreted Dan's monologue about "I don't care what kind of anatomy you've got going on, I don't feel attracted to the signs on bathroom doors" as being like trans inclusive but I fear he's walked it back with these constant jokes dsdfghjkl and to be clear I'm not saying anyone is obligated to find me or my body type attractive like that's not what this is about. It's just the equation of genitals/anatomy with gender idk. And this is not even really something that's specific to dnp and I know there's a lot of discourse about genital preferences or whatever idk idk maybe I should've just sent this to phannieconfessions and allowed everyone to take it in the worst possible faith over there. I just need to get it off my chest

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

the picnic table scene

[mondaymelon]

guess which boyfailure just broke down crying in a culver's !!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

[foxgloveinspace]

People jumping ship cause of the new masks is very ahhhh. Telling. Tbh.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Magneto voice claim options… Graham Mctavish, Paul Saint Peter, John Burgemer (Tien), Peter Cullen, Matt Mercer (for a younger Magneto), Keith David, and Jason Maranocha.

Charles Voice claim options… either David Kaye (who already voicdd him) , Y. Chang, or David Vincent.

Though i’d share this. Have a nice night

john burgemer for erik highkey a funny pick like everyone else (bar mercer ibut you did specify 'yong' so ill be Moderately forigivng) is an appropriate fit tbh but idk burgemer is just so strange if im lookin at tien as a reference point... w hat tien doin here. ...... everyone else tho i can see well to a degree

[puppyeared]

ive made myself more wet and pathetic

[vitrificvitriol]

You can't just leave food lying around, Dead End. Someone else is gonna come in and eat it when you're away

[skoulsons]

You have no idea what I’m capable of

Her screams rang in her ears as she shot awake, hastily sitting up in her bed as the white moonlight still trickled in through the uncovered windows. 3:24am.

“Fuck,” she groaned, rubbing the pads of her palms over her eyes with enough pressure to form splotchy colors and wavy patterns in her vision.

Her heavy comforter, a welcome home gift from Tommy and Maria, was wrapped around her small frame, her socked feet showing through where the comfort wasn’t bunched up. She balled it up in her fists as she held it close to her chin. “He’s gone.” She inhaled, held the breath, and exhaled, a small exercise Joel taught her. Not one hundred percent effective, but it helped. Sometimes. “He’s gone.”

A few minutes of breathing, memories with Joel, and tossing and turning in bed did nothing to wipe the images out of her head. Frustrated, she wrapped the comforter around her, waddling out of her room and down the hall to Joel’s.

As always, his door was open. It was always more for her than him; an effort to say you are welcome to come in. She took it most nights. But tonight…she felt guilty, almost. She bothered him a lot. He was sick of her by now. He must’ve been.

She brought herself to the wall beside his door and backed up against it, slowly sliding her comforter-wrapped self to the floor with a small “oof” as she hit the hardwood.

“Ellie?” Shit.

She closed her eyes, trying to keep quiet, hoping he’d fall back asleep if she didn’t make any noise.

He called again, his accent very strong. “Kiddo? Everythin’ alright?”

She exhaled as she stood, not getting any closer to his door. Her voice was quiet, shy. “Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you”

His fingers reached out from his bed, gently opening the door open a smidge more. “You’re awake for a reason. What’s goin’ on?”

“Nothing, just…I’ll go back to bed.”

“Hey.” His voice was so soft. Never demanding, always inviting. “C’mere,” he asked, nudging his door open a little more with his fingers.

She smiled slightly, pushing his door open the remainder of the way with her foot, her arms still around herself to keep the comforter held in place.

Without a word, she walked to the other side of the bed, pulling the sheets down far enough to fit her the comforter in his bed. She laid down on her right side, facing Joel, and bent her knees, tucking herself into a mini cocoon beside him.

Joel cleared his throat slightly, his hands resting on his stomach. “You know…I have blankets on this bed already.”

“Nothing wrong with an extra one,” she mumbled, face tucked into the slack of her comforter.

He turned his head towards hers, unable to find her eyes. His voice was quiet and gentle, his Texan drawl still making itself known. “What was it tonight?”

Ellie sighed. “The same.”

She wiggled herself closer to him and rested her head on his bicep, his hands still on his stomach. Her knees followed suite, pushing up against the side of his thigh as she tucked herself away against him.

“Ya okay?”

“Mmhm…just needed…” she trailed off, sighing into his arm.

He wiggled said arm out from under her and brought it around her, pulling her closer to him as her head rested over his heart.

“Go to sleep,” he whispered, lips finding her auburn as she dozed off, Joel holding her close to his side.