#he just stirs something in me

[gravity-falls-fanatic89]

Living in a little domestic bliss:

Me, standing in front of the mirror, feeling gross about my pear shape body in a blah bra and panties, grabbing and sucking it in: "Sigh."

Stan comes out of the bathroom, adjusting his bowtie and prepping for the day. He stops, and sees me feeling dejected about myself.

"What's wrong sweetheart?"

I turn to him, and bawl a little, "I just feel really gross, and so ugly, and like a frumpy pear!"

His eyebrows go up, and he comes up to me, his meaty hands taking my hips into him, and towering over me. His cheap cologne and hints of mint just get me buzzed even with tears in my eyes.

"A pear? A frumpy pear? Doll, you got a 'pair' of hips that could make me drop dead when you sway. There ain't a damn thing wrong with ya, ya hear me? I ain't no trophy myself, but you make me feel like I won the lottery legally when I'm looking at you. Don't forget it."

He moves his hands to my face, and wipes my tears, and kisses my cheekbone, and then swoops to my sides, kissing my hips.

"Those were for good measure, beautiful."

He smirked as he left the room, and left me in a puddle of emotions and confidence, and love drunk. I looked in the mirror, and appreciated the boost. I smiled, feeling lucky, and thinking about getting lucky later.

[crushedsweets]

If u consistently choose kindness on the internet in comment sections and dms and content I love you.

[soupmanspeaks]

the topic of Helpy makes me go insane /pos like I have this headcanon that William/Springtrap just, DESPISED Helpy because William took heaps of pride from the Funtime line of Animatronics, he saw it as his son's crude mocking of HIS creations, when in reality its just Michaelangelo S Afton trying to use humor to once again cope with the horrors™️ Like I've probably said this here before but I headcanon that Helpy found his way into the PizzaPlex's marketing is because after the FNAF6 fire he just was under the rubble remarkably preserved or something and instead of going into the RockStarRow Museum, the FazExecs had dollar signs in their eyes and were like "yeah, that one will make us bank, ong" Ive also probably said this (bad memory sozzz) but a headcanon to go in tandem with that headcanon, is that Glamfreddy sighs in resignation whenever he passes by one of those Helpy monitors (he wasn't paid royaltys <//3 ) AND LIKE I GOTTA KNOW WHAT (glam)MIKE WOULD THINK OF THE ENTITY THAT IS SATAN DISGUISING HIMSELF AS AN AGENT OF LIGHT (Helpi) WOULD HE FEEL SAD? ANGRY? AT THE MIMIC? THE COMPANY?! please the topic of helpy is so interesting PLEAs-

[shigarakins]

i remember when the bodysnatching happened and how hardly anyone else in the fandom (or what i saw of the fandom) seemed to find it as horrifying as i did. then the same thing happened again with the mind invasion. and yes the fact that the mind invasion happened at all and not even the story gave much of a fuck about the fact that it did is still one of biggest gripes with the finale

[dazais-guardian-angel]

Okay but forreal, now more than ever I desperately NEED Aya to eventually wreck Fyodor's shit somehow. I already wanted her to get her revenge before, but I didn't think Fyodor would even remember or know who she was, and would massively underestimate her for that reason (just like Jouno knew that Fukuchi would underestimate her). But now the story has instead created this twisted, fucked-up dynamic between them, where Fyodor not only knows her, but is protective of her for reasons that are not his own: he has taken the pure, noble, kind, fatherly love motivating Bram to protect Aya and warped it into something horrific, vowing to protect her body only while not caring how much her heart and mind has been scarred, and claiming to be doing it for her own salvation, when he cannot possibly understand the selfless feelings Bram had that made him want to protect her and care for her — feelings that he does not have. He may genuinely have some sort of affection for children (the way he treated Karma, "blessings for the children", this), but it is twisted and hollow and is quite possibly only him unconsciously acting out the motions due to behavior instilled in him from the feelings of all the people he's subsumed in the past.

All this is to say that, now the narrative has specifically pitted Aya and Fyodor together as direct enemies: she not only had reason already to hate him because he killed Bram, but because he's also taken Bram's love for her and defiled it, dishonored it and him and all that he was; meanwhile, Fyodor has given himself an arch nemesis that he no doubt takes great pleasure in seeing how much she hates him/how much despair he's brought her, but paradoxically at the same time feels a compulsion to "protect" her that draws himself to her and that he can't ignore. Aya has to defeat him somehow (not permanently, mind you; Dazai will undoubtedly be his final end), and the setup for Bram being able to fight back enough to stop Fyodor from the inside with her help is all right there, too. Their love for each other is still enduring, stronger than ever, Fyodor is proof of that right now, and they will be able to defeat him together, at least enough that Bram can be freed and come back to Aya. Dazai told Fyodor that he would lose because he doesn't understand and underestimates the power of friendship bonds and love, and there is no better a time for that to happen than here, when he is literally using someone's strong love for and connection with someone (acting as that person and claiming to know how they feel and to be the same as them) in a way that he cannot understand, which will be his undoing.

[the-woman-upstairs]

Honestly, even without Art’s attempts at manipulation and sabotage, I don’t think Patrick and Tashi’s relationship would’ve survived anyway. Before they started dating, Patrick was criticizing her career plans and Tashi was never interested in entertaining his massive ego at her expense. Passion and chemistry are important to relationships, but if that’s the only foundation, it’s gonna crumble quickly.

The only difference between Patrick/Tashi vs Art/Tashi is that the relationship would’ve ending with a bang instead of a whimper.

[bikananjarrus]

given the show’s track record so far with the trio knowing everything umm.. i’m scared for The Reveal

[gunstellations]

rk800 💙 rk900

[pleckthaniel]

I love receiving a passive-aggressive text message every time I use the only kitchen on this earth I have physical access to. I love having the options of 'put herculean effort into appearing not to exist' or 'be scolded daily for eating'

[love-hold]

i dislike sharing paparazzi pics and the feral press in general because 1) invasion of privacy 2) leave them alone!…..but i will say the new ones of jannik and anna in sardinia are very cute

[lightningbig]

also just remembered dapper referred to missa and phil as lovebirds and neither of them acknowledged it. what

[ryanthel0ser]

AUGH MY BRAIN IS JUST ROTATING DANTE VERGIL AND NERO AROUND I HAVE THINGS TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

But like

Dante who resents his demon side because of what happened to his family as a kid and because of what happened to Vergil and to the other people he cares about but doesn't show a shred of his fear and trauma, hiding it behind jokes and cockiness (except in dmc2 which is post Nero Angelo and has him believing he's lost the only family he had left which explains why he's so "not Dante" in that game) but he uses that demon side to fight against them and get his revenge. I don't doubt he's often had the thought "if it wasn't for my father none of this would've happened" or even "if I wasn't part demon the people I care about wouldn't have targets on their backs."

Vergil on the opposite end resents his humanity because of what happened to his family. He believes his humanity is what held him back, it was his weakness, if he had more power he could've stopped the attack and saved his mother. And that becomes his mission, while he still hates demons he believes that gaining more demonic power and becoming more like Sparda will finally make him powerful enough, he won't have that weakness. Yet, no matter what he does somehow Dante is still better. Dante doesn't even want this, why does he always succeed, he gets everything. Mother saved him, she didn't even look for me. It isn't till after Vergil has been separated into V and Urizen that he's forced to deal with his humanity as V. He is forced to go on a personal journey until he combines with Urizen and becomes Vergil again (visions of v is so beautiful at showing this I cry so hard reading those final panels).

And then there's Nero. He spent most of his life completely unaware of the Sparda bloodline. He saw his demon arm as a curse for a long time because he knew the Order would hate him and possibly try to kill him because he has some kind of demonic connection. He was partially right about this, but they were hypocrites and creating their own demons to fight. Now he knows he's a descendant of Sparda, but despite this demon side he knows who he is. He knows what's important to him, and this demonic power can be used to protect the people he loves like Kyrie, she loves him regardless of this demonic side. He's in touch with both his humanity and the demon within, we see this culminate in DMC5. He's that balance between Dante and Vergil, he's truly a successor to Sparda's legacy. And he didn't even know he was a part of it until he was nineteen.

[scribblingface]

my dad is insisting on going up into the attic to fuck around with attaching a board to the roof (stupid plan, not the correct way to fix a slight dip in the roof, should just call roofers) and there's a bunch of loose insulation up there, 50 years old or so, that could have asbestos in it. and he has simply decided that this doesn't matter (in his usual manner of first saying 'no there isn't' without knowing, and then when challenged moving onto the next excuse, then the next, until just breaking down in angry insistence that it's fine just because), and is absolutely insisting on doing it anyway. and I am at a bit of a loss of what do to besides like set up a couple of air purifiers near the attic trap door and hope for the best.

[kingofthering]

Found the Ducati jacket Marc was wearing on Monday.

What if I ask my dad for it for Christmas—

[quietlyblooms]

a possessive kiss that is meant to stake a claim .

kiss & tell | oooh @ofurizen wants chiyo soooo bad ≖‿≖

" 'm sorry i didn't listen. "

the words are tired and spoken between rasped breaths as chiyo holsters her pistols. her arms and legs feel like jello -- a side effect of nearly meeting her end at the gruesome hands of a hulking demon. but there isn't a drop of concern for herself in the pools of brown gazing at v. it's all for him. she'd watched as the creature trampled over shadow, barreling towards the man with such ferocity, and as griffon snatched v out of harm's way, chiyo fired without a second thought. her onslaught drew the demon's attention to her, as she wished, but she didn't have an avian companion to save her from being squashed.

she didn't need one. a well-placed bullet ( read: lucky shot ) sent the demon tumbling to the ground, giving nightmare enough time to manifest and v to finish the job. and thank god.

as v's hair turns from white to black again, chiyo worries she's made him angry. at the very least, she expects to be reprimanded after her reckless display. she's only human. a fragile thing like her shouldn't take risks that aren't in her favor, particularly when she was told to stay back.

green eyes finally meet her own, and chiyo shifts uncomfortably beneath the intensity of v's stare. the need to justify her actions rises in her chest, forces words out that aren't as careful as they typically might be. she cares too deeply to hide it very well anymore. " but that thing wasn't gonna give you a break. i couldn't just stand there. what if you got hurt? " the distance between them is rapidly closing with v's long strides. like she always has, chiyo stands her ground and does not move, brow furrowing and mouth twisting into a frown.

but it is not an argument that v wants. he enters her space not to intimidate her but to pull her closer, eliciting a gasp as his gloved hand grasps her jaw and arm wraps around her. he wants her. the realization winds chiyo, steals the breath from her lungs seconds before v has the chance to, and it's almost embarrassing how easily she melts and molds into his touch then, how readily she stands on her tiptoes so that he doesn't have to bend down quite so far. if he wants her, he'll have her.

his kiss is a hungry, greedy thing, and chiyo is nothing but willing to feed it. he need not tilt her head for a better angle because she does it for him, presses closer without the encouragement of a tighter embrace, though she does relish in it. he need not be insistent for she wants him, too; he must understand that when she is so eager to surrender to his touch. take what you want, her body sighs. one hand slides up tattooed skin to rest delicately at the base of v's throat while the other tangles itself in dark strands and doesn't let go. her mind grows fuzzy, unable to think clearly even as their lips part for air, and chiyo meets v's gaze with half-lidded eyes. she feels the rise and fall of his chest, wonders if his heart beats as fast as hers does.

yours. all yours, her eyes seem to say as she takes hold of the hand that held her jaw and turns her head to press a kiss to his thumb, tilt her face into his palm. a smile tugs at her mouth, bashful and teasing all at once.

" maybe i'm not so sorry. "

[izzy-b-hands]

If I don't find a new job before September, it's gonna be 9 straight weeks of polls starting in September, every weekend of September and October (including the weekend of Housemate's bday, and the weekend leading up to Election Day)

In addition, no cancels or sick days will be allowed for that period of time. Any cancels or sick call outs will result in disciplinary actions up to a fast tracked firing (to be fair they didn't say this exactly, but the Implication in this part of the email is quite strong lmao.)

Anyone wanna hire me on to do literally anything? Dig holes? Clean your house? Shine your shoes? Feed your cat/dog/fish/cow/etc? Stare at a pot of boiling water for your dinner? Paint your living room then stand there and watch the paint dry then repaint it a different colour and watch it dry again? Anything at all, anything you want, anything-