#he's fucking stupid your honor

[aetherialfalmer]

Fuck it Estormo headcanon time

Estormo is actually young compared to Ancano. He's somewhere between 19-22 so it can lead to Ancano calling him a child at times.

He became a storm magic specialist after he survived being struck by a bolt of lightning as a child. The entry point scar is on his back and the exit point is on his upper abdomen.

Instead of staying at the college, he stayed in the local inn in different clothes. Something about Ancano wanting him to keep watch on the outside but it annoyed him nonetheless.

He's a few inches taller than Ancano and it was something that frustrated Ancano to no end.

At times he can be a little dense and instructions have to be very clear for him to get it.

His preferred areas of study are Enchanting and Ayleid study. He'd rather investigate Ayleid ruins than be assigned to the "cunt who got stationed in butt fuck nowhere."

He prefers light armor and prefers one handed weapons.

It's a bit random but if he eats cheese it triggers his sleepwalking.

In secret, he kept interracial romance novels on his person. He's always been quietly rebellious over the stigma and finds those novels to be a sign of protest.

He was born in Alinor but was chosen by the Thalmor in his mid-teens.

He's a nonfunctional Homosexual but is on the acespectrum

[teaboot]

Duality of man

[revenantghost]

I love that Wolfwood has the gall to look shocked as if he didn’t show up with a giant laser machine gun, has magic vials of healing potion he uses in front of the gang, said he was following Vash to “babysit” him and named no other reasons for sticking around despite loathing Vash’s ideals, and mentioned Zazie the Beast by name at Home, even though NONE of the crew knew who they were when they were introduced.  My guy, my dude, my buddy, you were sus as fuck

[dazais-guardian-angel]

Well, at least Fukuzawa got his wish granted, I guess.... he's finally inside Fukuchi <3

[vellichorom]

you guys ever think about the ridiculousness of age in anime,

no i'm not referring to the infamous " 1000 year old dragon girl who looks & acts like a kid, " although that in of itself is a problem. a problem i need not elaborate on,

no i'm talking about an individual who's done everything in a lifetime & they're like. not even middle aged

don't you fucking tell me miles edgeworth ace attorney & shuu iwamine hatoful boyfriend got ALL OF THAT DONE in their 20's those men are pushing 40 AT LEAST

[dgaftilwedie]

[sandwichmustbetasty]

I should be writting my thesis, but I am once again plagued with Dragon Age brainrot.

VARRIC/HAWKE OH MY GOD. The sheer potential for angst, the longing the pining and the ever present question of Bianca. Blue Hawke would be a mess. He would totally stay in the fade - he already lost his family, Carver's doing good with Wardens, his friends have their own life, and Varric? Varric's fine. He always is. He always has Bianca after all.

And Varric's complicated and repressed feelings would just hit him straight in the gut the moment the first shock would fade. He's in love with Hawke, has been for so long.

And now Hawke is dead. And now there is nothing to be done about this stupid stupid feeling he cradled so close to his chest he didn't even realise it was there. Varric would not be doing fine. Oh he would repress everything again and try to be his old self, but he'd rather avoid Cole, thank you very much.

And without Hawke there would be no-one to call him out on his bullshit. Not that they were ever any good about talking about feelings.

But Varric would stay up in his room, staring at the wall, haunted by the memories of Hawke's smiling face, of all the late evening where they would stay up, snuggled close somewhere in Hanged Man, drunk and too tired to move, laughing at some stupid hardly funny jokes. He would realise with a stark clarity that there was nothing of Hawke in his possesion but those sweet, painful memories. There was no memento, no trinket, nothing. You bet he would find his pack (if he left anything in Skyhold or in the camp) and pull out some tattered red shirt and hold on to that for the rest of his life.

welp, now i'm gonna cry.

[postaldouche]

s2, ep10 I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD KILLS decided to get lazy again! sorry for the wait! (not that any of you were actually waiting, but for the sake of my ego pretend that you were and that this is the highlight of your night or something idk). SO! we're back to the monarchs! the bug lovers are about as gay as ever, and (once again) i can't help but swoon over the black guards - especially when put up against the monarch henchies.

guhhh they're just so badass and cool.. i should REALLY get to drawing them.. hopefully when my art block wears off i'll find myself competent enough to do so eee

AND HERE'S GARY! just looking to break good ol' reliable 24 out of his holding cell. something that i find curious about this segment is Gary's ruse/bypass excuse. he claims that he's there to 'administer' 24's 'medication' - which is a good enough lie all on it's own.

of course, the black guards then insist on administering the medication to 24 themselves - in response, Gary lies and warns them that it's: "y'know.. it's (up the butt) medicine--" and then they IMMEDIATELY lay off and let him through. this little bit right here just sort of confirms that there are PEOPLE OUT THERE within venture bros canon that continue to live their daily lives under the assumption that Gary stuck his fingers up 24's ass :-| people canonically believe that Gary fingered 24. which is funny. at least to me it is blehhh also if i'm being entirely honest? Gary would totally stick his fingers up 24's ass if it meant helping him out with a health risk or whatever. i just KNOW it'd be a thing. they're boyfriends. 24 wouldn't even really need to ask him twice - they'd go tit for tat over who has helped who more/sacrificed the most for eachother before Gary would go: "(LE SIGHH) okay fine whatever just please don't say anything while i do it and DON'T ask me to do it again smhh </3" (he'd do it again in a heartbeat they r best friends yaoi lovers)

BACK TO THE EPISODE!!! Gary walks in on him wanking it lol xc i really like 24's face lol. i mean, he's kind of uggo but not really? he looks like bert from sesame street, which is cute - and he has a weird muppet voice, but that's also cute. something i've always liked about venture bros was their talent to make the strangest looking men somewhat desirable. i want to put this guy in a jar, maybe my pocket.

Gary immediately starts asking questions about Henry and what happened - also asks about what's in the magic murder bag. you know. not even bothering to acknowledge the fact 24 had his wenis out. because he's gay,

^c^!!! 24 is very cute in these shots!

oh, and he basically confirms that Killinger is actually a sort of chill guy or whatever, but Gary disagrees

we get some villainous dork Gary moments here too (he's always a villainous dork, but some moments shine through more than others obviously lol)

"he knows nothing about honor, or living by the sword-- he is not like us." uggghhhhh shut up shut up shut up shut up shut uppppp he is only amusing to his boyfriend and that's about it we need to kill this guy or get him a muzzle or SOMETHING

"WHAT are you TALKING about??" even 24 thinks Gary is insane </3

gary tiddy check out the gary tiddy he essentially yammers on about how he's SURE that "that killinger guy" has brainwashed the entirety of the hive. it's kind of cute and funny, you can tell that he's just being a paranoid nerd here.. smh.. he's only happy when his ginger baddie is treating them all like shit i guess x_x

uuuhhh this shot is mostly for me to use as reference later ignore it but ahhh 24 shuts that down and raves on about Dr Killinger and how he's amazing and cured his herpes or whatever (also whispered about how he could help Gary with ""his problem"") (whatever that is lol) the herpes thing never really gets brought up by 24 fans. strange but fair. it'd be like me bringing up the fact that Brock is part swedish. it's useless trivia lol. but still pretty interesting that no one seems to remember or talk about it. idk. ehh.

Gary doesn't take 24's positive opinion of Dr Killinger all that well and proceeds to have a slight (but not really) ""freak out"" over it-- "oh he's already got to you! don't touch me, stay back! stay back, pod person!" i honestly don't even really think Gary's ACTUALLY 100% upset over it. he's just really dramatic and already bothered by Killinger's presence lmao

"alright whatever (￣ _ ￣ ；)" and 24's just used to Gary's weird nature. he's so over it. his boyfriend amuses him and i think that's cute eee

[chr0n1c-ag0ny]

Kunidazai reunion sparking them finally, actually, truly getting together (cause they're idiots who have essentially been and old married couple for years and were the last to notice)? I think yes.

kunikida offering his apartment to Dazai, as his partners was in no shape to be lived in, after all the time that had passed with no upkeep and the time it spent in police custody, being milled through for any potential evidence. there was no way he could let him go back to it, not now, not tonight. Kunikida needs him close tonight.

Dazai takes him up on his offer. he doesn't want to be alone. he won't admit it, but he can't be alone, he doesn't know what it would do to him, what he would do to himself if he was left unattended. so he gratefully, while making jabs and cracking jokes at his partner, follows him home.

their night proceeds as normal, as it had for years of Dazai crashing with him. Kunikida cooks while Dazai sits up on his counter, rambling on and on about anything he can think of. Kunikida never realized how much he missed Dazai's voice until the relief of not cooking in silence hit him.

when they eat Dazai drags his partner to sit on the couch, even though Kunikida hates eating on the couch, knowing he would make an exception for him, just for tonight. they sit too close to just be friends, coworkers, partners even. their arms touch, their knees lean into one another.

when Dazai's finished with his dinner he lays a head in Kunikida's lap, turning on the TV, flipping through all of his partners recorded media until he finds the show they had been watch together, every episode that aired since he was arrested is recorded and unwatched. with blurry eyes he hits play. Kunikida's hand is in his hair and it doesn't leave.

they don't talk, they don't have to, they've talked enough. for now they just want to sit and feel each other's touch and hear each other's breathing. it's all they need.

its nearly 3 in the morning when Dazai finally starts to doze, he'd curled up into a ball, halfway in Kunikida's lap at that point, holding onto one of his partner's hands. Kunikida knows he should get them both to bed, he should offer Dazai the room and take the couch, that he should have the man some space after all he'd been through. but he aches at the thought of leaving his side, at being separated again.

but he doesn't even have to say anything, should have known he never had to, Dazai's always been sharp as a tack, his intuition, almost terrifyingly, even sharper.

His partner turned lazily in his arms, looking up at him with tired but knowing eyes. let's go to bed, they say. you don't have to go, you can stay, they assure. please don't go, they beg.

Kunikida breathes a long, heavy, sigh of relief.

"ok," he answers, before finally getting up after hours laid up on the couch, watching as Dazai continues to doze.

his heart aches with feverish heat. he'd missed him so much he had begun to go mad, had gone mad really, and now his partner was back, he was back and alive and mostly well, and now he was so relieved it ached in its own right.

he went about making up his bed for two, for Dazai, knowing he needed enough pillows and blankets for half a dozen people, but kept stopping to look over the back of the couch to make sure he was still there, still with him, that he hadn't been taken away again. by the time he's done he's probably crossed his apartment two to three dozen times, from his room to the couch again and again, before he's finally decided the room was good enough, there were enough blankets for Dazai to cover himself with and pillows to hide in.

when he goes to Dazai this time around, he kneels in front of him, carding a hand through his hair, tracing a thumb over his brow, to his nose, and then his cheek. his partner's eyes flutter open, a smile graces his lips.

"come on," he whispers, worried too loud a voice would shatter the delicate air of safety and comfort around them, "time for bed."

Dazai hums, getting up with a stretch and a yawn, much like a cat, before gingerly hopping off the couch and into Kunikida's arms, a false smile and air of cheekiness to him, hiding the ache Kunikida knew all too well resided in his partner's heart as much as it did his own, if not more. he holds him for a moment, savoring the feeling of him in his arms, before taking his hand and leading him to their room.

Dazai knows the drill. he goes to the other man's dresser and picks out a pair of his own sweatpants, ones he kept here for nights like these, and as per usual, one of Kunikida's shirts, gliding across the room, out into the hall, and into the bathroom.

Kunikida crawls into bed, feeling like he's been hit by a bus by the days events, and ends up half asleep by the time he feels Dazai crawling into bed next to him.

he expects to see bandages peeking from the borrowed nightshirt, to watch Dazai shield himself from the world, from his partner's touch, with a swarm of blankets, for Dazai to lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for him to fall asleep first.

but tonight's different, so different.

Dazai's skin is bare where the shirt doesn't cover, his scars on display, each and every one of them, the burns, the cuts, the bullet wounds, the ones Kunikida has never one been able to decipher the story of. they're all bared to him, with no visible hesitation on Dazai's end.

when his partner climbs into bed he neglects the pile of blankets laid out for him, the pillows too. instead he lifts the comforter that's draped over the entirety of the bed, Kunikida included, sliding beneath it like it's natural to him, like he'd done it every night for months, years even.

he looks at Kunikida for a moment, silently asking for permission, which Kunikida cannot give fast enough, and then Dazai's in his arms, his own wrapped around his neck, nothing between them but the clothes on their backs.

Dazai pulls away, just a bit, Kunikida almost cries out, almost pulls him back in, but knows better. he lets dazai go, but he never leaves. he's moved just far back enough so they could both look each other in the face.

"I missed you," he spoke softly, his hands shifting to hold the blonde's face.

"I missed you too,"

there's a moment of silence.

"I love you." the words are hesitant, skittish even, like he's unsure of how Kunikida would take it.

"I love you too," he replies without a second thought. he loves his partner, he loves him, more than he knows what to do with, so much it drives him mad and makes him ache.

Dazai nods. he's thinking, Kunikida can see it on his face, his mind is going a million miles a second. worry flashes on Dazai's face, and Kunikida panics, goes to pull away, goes to give Dazai space, even if his own skin burns at the thought of parting with Dazai's.

but Dazai doesn't let him, he clings to him, "Don't go, please don't go, please," he begs.

his voice is desperate, so Kunikida doesn't. he watches his partners face twist and turn, watches as fear spreads across his brow and tears gather in his eyes, and he doesn't know what to do because this has never happened.

but than Dazai leans in, slowly, tugging Kunikida closer so they can meet in the middle. Kunikida feels his partners lips on his. he kisses him back. he can't decide if that was a foolish decision or not. It's soft, softer than either of them knew they were capable of, it's gentle and earnest and good.

Dazai stops after a moment, lingers in Kunikida's space before looking him in the eye once more, he doesn't speak, they don't need to. Dazai looks at him, tears running down his face, but he's smiling, he's ok. his thumbs wipe away tears Kunikida hadn't realized he'd shed. they're ok.

"I love you," Dazai mutter's again, speaking again before the other man can answer "Kunikida?"

"yes, Dazai?"

"don't go."

"I won't."

"promise?"

"I promise." its a foolish thing to say, but Dazai needs to hear it, hell, he needs to hear it, "I'm not going anywhere, so long as you promise me the same."

he hesitates, his eyes avoid Kunikida's for a moment, before returning from their shared gaze, "I'll try, I promise, I'll really try this time"

Kunikida nods, slowly moving to kiss Dazai's forehead, the brunette leans into it.

"I know you will," he whispers into Dazai's skin, "and I'll always be here when it's too hard to manage on your own."

there's silence again, but it doesn't feel wrong or heavy, its soft and warm and it feels right.

"I love you," Kunikida finally returns.

there's more silence, Dazai just looks at him, just watches, fingers playing with Kunikida's hair and drifting over his face until something clicks into place in the other man's mind, something nobody but Dazai could ever understand.

he leans in once more to kiss his cheek before he settles against Kunikida's chest, letting out a pleased huff as he curls himself into a ball, "goodnight," he muttered, almost instantly going still with sleep.

"goodnight," Kunikida replied, knowing Dazai wasn't going to hear him, pressing his own goodnight kiss to the top of Dazai's head before burying his face in the other man's hair (Dazai doesn't smell like his shampoo anymore. it makes something in him cringe. he tries and fails to ignore it).

it takes Kunikida a while to fall asleep, he's too busy running the night over and over and over again in his mind. he holds Dazai close and lets his fingers trace over scars, feeling over his too-thin frame, feeling each bone beneath his skin. there's so many thoughts rushing through his mind, to many fears, worries, anxieties, what ifs. what if I hurt him? what if I break him? what if I ruin this?

his thoughts are only stopped when Dazai gently nudges his head into his jaw, hands pulling Kunikida's off of him, holding them gently in his own (he should have known sleep wouldn't come that easy to Dazai).

he takes a deep breath, steadying himself and his mind, his partner's hands squeeze his gently, good, they seem to say, and sleep finally starts to pull at him once more.

he lets it happen, let's his eyes close and his mind go blank, knowing Dazai is safe, he's safe in his arms, he won't be taken away again. he sleeps knowing Dazai loves him, that he kissed him, that tomorrow they'll wake up like this, and maybe, just fucking maybe they can finally have this one happy ending.

[rodismancave]

[ Starter for @for-the-better-and-worse ]

It takes Rodimus very little time to find what he assumes is the hole Prowl enjoys burrowing himself in. A place like this isn't all too hard to find, especially when all you have to do is find the last building you saw him in, and look for the one single hallway people avoid walking through at any given time.

The whole place is desolate. Perhaps a little more now with Starscream in charge. Rodimus has seen people, and he's certainly heard people, but it all feels superficial. Mechs he doesn't know, and won't ever bother getting to know.

In all honesty, Rodimus had been in Cybertron for nearly two days now. He hadn't want to give Prowl that satisfaction, and he would frankly never admit that Megatron and Ultra Magnus did, in fact, let him go without much trouble. He'd say his excuse of 'Urgent call from Cybertron, Prowl won't stop bothering me to help. Says only I can do it,y'know how he is' had been convincing, but he can never tell these days. He could've probably just left without saying anything and Rodimus is sure they'd only notice when they realize the quiet. (and the missing vessel)

When he knocks on the door and there is no answer, Rodimus simply makes himself at home. The door is unlocked (which shocks him to a degree, he'd expect Prowl to be better than this) and the inside is dark and gloomy and ridiculously organized, a feat Rodimus both appreciates as familiar, and is repulsed by due to the simple fact it reminds him of who lives here. Making sure not to leave a trail (Prowl is a detective, but Rodimus is stealth-- he knows not to be obvious when he wants to), Rodimus goes through a few surface level items, checking everything he can, gathering whatever fucked up personal information he can while Prowl is away. He's not trying to find anything to blackmail the mech, he is Prowl, after all, and everyone's got something on him, but he does enjoy going through people's things, reading things he is probably not meant to. Simply taking his time exploring his surroundings.

His (very careful, very methodical) research gives him a single screaming result: Prowl is boring, and he works and works and works, and doesn't even give himself the pleasure of having doodle pads. It's almost sad, really.

Disappointed but not deterred, Rodimus is quick to find a nice, cozy spot to wait Prowl in. (Which happens to be a particularly tight closet. er. He's not picky.) The runaway Captain inspects the door, shrugs, and closes it, trying to wiggle into a comfortable position, and promptly getting the edge of his spoiler stuck in-- God, he doesn't even know what it's gotten stuck in, but it hurts like a motherfucker, and he can't do anything about it now, because the more he struggles the worse it gets wedged in there. Oh, yeah, and he hears someone come in.

[bruciemilf]

I feel like Bruce and Tommy Jr would be the kind of siblings to at times just fight each other on site

Holy shit, YEAH. Have you ever seen two cats engage in a combat so vicious they'd make a lion cry? That's Bruce and his brother. Damian saw TJ flirt with Talia once just to piss Bruce off. A flying knife, yelling, swearing, illegal insults occur, and for someone who hates guns, his Baba's aim is OFF the charts

[cdroloisms]

forgive me my demons but i see this take so much and it drives me a little crazy . c!Sam is stupid, obviously. He has no self-awareness, he somehow completely misses on the fact that his actions have social ramifications, he has a sense of entitlement a mile high and thinks that everyone automatically should fall in line and agree with his authority just because he decides that he has it. he navigates conversations with the grace of a wrecking ball because he assumes that everyone will agree with him being In The Right and therefore doesn't actually go for much more convincing half the time than "do what i say or you'll end up locked up in an inescapable prison." his moral compass is a roulette wheel and his justifications incomprehensible.

but at the same time, c!Sam is far from unintelligent. like, not just anyone was going to CREATE and then RUN pandora's fucking vault. he made a world eater ?? if there's like anyone on the server that could reasonably create shit to cause mass destruction across the server other than like the literal fucking nukes, then yeah it'd be him, see the world eater again. sure, he makes the craziest fucking assumptions off the fact that he's Right And Justified And The Ultimate Authority And Everyone Should Agree With That, but he's also able to lie and manipulate and gaslight and coerce and threaten pretty much without breaking a sweat if he ever deems doing so necessary for his own goals, and it's not like the methods by which he does so are like, all that clumsy either. like people absolutely bought his whole deal early on in the prison arc, believing him to be a well-meaning, burdened Warden doing Whatever It Takes for the good of the server, which did in large part have to do with how his character talked about the prison to others and such, etc. just because c!sam is crazy bonkers and expects his ex to forgive him chopping their arm off doesn't mean that he's completely incapable of being pretty damn convincing at some points.

and like, even more importantly, his being dumb really didn't make him ANY less intimidating. i'd argue that it made him A LOT WORSE, honestly! just because his moral bullshit is twisted up in knots doesn't mean that he's any less dangerous for it. c!sam is, honestly, from the top of my head, one of the most casual about being violent on the server, purely because he believes he has a Right to it. he believes that people owe him obedience by virtue of who he is. he threw several people into pandora's vault WITHOUT LIKE, ANYONE KNOWING just because he decided that they deserved to be put in prison. he kidnaps a toddler??? c!Sam really doesn't bend himself in half trying to justify things according to someone else's moral system; as he literally does in that one scene with c!Bad during the stream where they investigated Sam Bucket, he literally just. is the epitome of the guy that lets himself do shit because he has a self-written permit that says i do what i want. the only thing getting in the way of c!sam's bullshit is c!sam, and i think that people honestly chronically overestimate how much he holds himself back from horrific violence. he stabbed a teenager to Make A Point about his authority? he repeatedly threatens hannah, one of his own employees, because of things she did while being mind controlled--and then like, uses this to excuse himself of? workplace harassment? in the stream after techno escapes with dream, he literally MAKES UP A REASON to be really fucking angry at dream and then threatens TO TORTURE HIM over it. when new people joined the server he would threaten them with a sword for asking questions about the prison in a way that seemed too 'dream sympathetic.' and he regularly tells people that he would commit all the atrocities again, including ponk, because he's entirely 100% convinced that everything he does is justified?

and a lot of the stuff people hold against him, like. sure, his plan to contain technoblade didnt work, but it SURE DID WORK BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE THAT TRIED, DIDNT IT? like techno would've been decently screwed if he didn't have a statis chamber set up. and well, the situation with dream speaks for itself--he was stuck in there for ten months. a lot of what people attribute to c!Sam's stupidity really does very little if anything to make him less scary--less effective, maybe, but for every time his moral bullshit gets in the way of him getting something that he wants there's probably a few other times you can find where his ability to justify himself out of anything makes him do something fucking ridiculous . anyway i dont even have a point to all of this except c!sam is scary as fuck bro

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

are marvel fans homophobic?

(+and stupid?) (👈Based on what I've been seeing recently, this one is unequivocally true...)

Tom Holland. A kind person and the ACTOR who portrays the current version of spiderman. (Within the MCU). He's been in a couple of other things, and has played many different roles... ROLES. Fake characters for different (mostly) made up stories.

Well Tom Holland starred in show recently. In the show, he plays a fictionalized version of a real life criminal.

The crowded room, is a series based around the real life POS Billy Milligan. A man who robbed, kidnapped and sexually assaulted four women. (Oh, and the naysayers demand I mention that: his character is only a made up fictional person that is only loosely based upon a horrible person. Okay?)

You'd think that is is where the controversy lies.

Ha! Yeah right! People don't give a shit about women! Who cares that the geniuses at Hollywood thought it would be cute to base a show around a horrifying disgusting vile rapist? No, that's OBVIOUSLY not the real problem here.

Nevermind, that his defense attorneys at the time were trying to excuse his sexual assaults with things like: "oh but he was assaulted too, uwu.. 🥺" or "it was one of his other personalities though....👉👈"

(Side note: man, people are revolting creatures. I hate to break it to you... but schizophrenic or not, whether he's a victim or not... He's still a PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT WHO PLANNED MULTIPLE FUCKING ASSAULTS AND ROBBERIES.)

.......anyways. all that clearly isn't important. Nooooo. Clearly there's a bigger, more pressing issue with this series and what it represents.

—gay experimentation.

Yep. Billy Milligan allegedly had a couple of sexual encounters with men here and there, while in prison. And there's a scene in which Tom Holland's fictional version of said character does the same. This scene got a lot of backlash because people just didn't find that "spiderman" should ever be caught dead doing such a thing.

Hashtags soon started to circulate the internet sphere. Hashtags like: "not my spiderman'', etc. but most egregious, is probably the development within the marvel fandom, to speculate on his real life sexuality and preferences.

News flash, just because you play a fucking bisexual or gay CHARACTER, doesn't mean said actor or actress PORTRAYING them, is in fact, GAY.

Zendaya played a bisexual character in euphoria for crying out loud! Is she bisexual now too?

When you live in a society where people are not bothered by "spiderman" playing a criminal and literal rapist, and are bothered instead by the notion that said rapist may swing both ways... you know that society is just not worth preserving anymore.

It really speaks of such a sad statement of things, really. That people are so concerned with this whole: "straight is great" thing, that they would gladly dismiss and overlook a horrific injustice, like an unwanted assault. But would just as quickly condemn and mock the act of consensual homosexual acts.

It's so... fucking disheartening and disturbing.

[mikey-stardust-way]

Got ropped into reading the archie comics, and here's some silly Nack stuff~

[brzatto]

fake pathetic man likers (people who only like carmy for jeremy allen white’s sex appeal) when a real miserable scumbag of a man (richie jerimovich) comes at them

[lunadivino]

Dark Knight Diavolo as a concept would fuck so severely and that's definitely not my bias speaking sorry I keep thinking about it