#here for it because I’m a trash can...

[tennessoui]

it’s like baby gorl there’s no way I, the author who wrote the fic you’re commenting on and who is the intended audience for this comment, am gonna agree with you 😿🙏 some things can just stay on your chest 🙏

[gayvampyr]

i really don’t think it’s asking too much of my roommate to supply some toilet paper every now and then after using half a roll in less than 24 hours when my other roommate and I are the ones who have been buying it the whole time we’ve lived together

[ionlymadethissoicouldleaveanask]

Obviously this is game-universe Chief.

Because as we all know, Master Cheeks knows his way around a POW.

[honeycologne]

The Fourth Doctor in The Hand of Fear

[sol-insidious]

Din: “-And then I baited the Krayt Dragon into swallowing a bantha loaded with explosives. It swallowed me with it, armor and all, and I blew it up from the inside.”

Ben: “THAT’S SO COOL!!!”

Han: “Yeah that’s ‘cool’, but have you ever heard of your old man doing the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs?”

Ben: “Yeah, I know dad.”

Han: “I outran a giant squid.”

Ben: “Okay dad.”

[lo-shouldve-been-an-email]

Webtoon:*has a fucking PR disaster going on*

Webtoon,instead of dealing with said PR disaster:

[h0neyfreak]

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[ookaookaooka]

i LOVE first contact with aliens stories, seriously it’s one of my favorite tropes, but authors writing it really need to understand that there’s no writing it without engaging with the colonial history behind it whether you intend to or not, and if your story is about humans settling on another planet you’re gonna look stupid if you don’t

[quietwingsinthesky]

even has killed people—though perhaps that depends on your definition of people—and it’s not. how do i put it. it’s never cool, you know? it’s never a moment where this puts them in control of a situation, where they can show off some skill in putting someone down. because even is not, generally, very powerful, and they do not know how to do this.

it just gets messy.

which is one of those terrible reasons why they… well, they don’t like the master, but they have to like that she can do it easy, quick, clean. she can give even the ability to, as well, when she wants. if for no other reason than it means that they won’t have to scrub it raw off their skin later, they appreciate that.

[princeisolde]

Today I was called out by twitter.

[randum-famdoms]

*frantically scribbles down the name of the jazz fusion band to include in my p5 fic since Akechi likes jazz*

someone you order from on ebay or whatever putting a handwritten note with the item for no reason at all except to sincerely say thank you and hope it arrived safely

[boysnberriespie]

Fundamentally I know it’s just people saying stuff that comes to mind (because I do this!! we all do this sometimes), but every time someone at work says “oh yeah getting your steps in” in response to me liking to take out the trash or whatever, I just can’t help but think “in what way am I getting more steps doing this than I am doing any other fucking thing in this place?” 😭

[bethlammen]

Tag rant

[classyrbf]

prisoner!geto who gets sent to the infirmary after getting into a fist fight with another prisoner. His knuckles and lip are bruised and busted and he’s doing the walk of shame down the jail hall. But he doesn’t expect a pretty young woman to be running the infirmary, nearly drooling at the sight because it’s been almost 3 whole years since he last laid his eyes upon one. He’s eyeing you up and down look a piece of meat while you tend to his wounds, completely ignoring his advances because it’s unprofessional. Though, you do find him quite handsome with tattoos all over his arms, a muscular build and his long silky black hair, his smile adding the cherry on top.

“You new here? I’ve never seen you around before.” He watches you put some gloves on, grabbing a roll of small bandages. “Pretty brave of you to be working in all male prison, don’t you think?”

“You must end up in here quite a lot if you know everyone who works here,” you sigh, grabbing his hand and wiping down the dried blood from his knuckles. “I transferred from another prison. It’s nothing I’m not used to.”

He smirks, narrowing his eyes at you. “Oh, yeah? Must be used to all the flirting then.”

“Wow! How could you tell?” You say sarcastically and toss the dirty wipe into the trash beside you. You wrap his hand up with the bandage and toss your gloves into the trash. “You’re all set.”

“Did I mention my head is killing me?” He winced.

“If you’re trying to get pain killers prescribed to you, it’s a whole different process. So I suggest you stop lying and wasting both of our time.” You place your hands on your hips, staring at him.

“Fine.” He stands to his feet, tall stature shadowing over you. You step back a little the more he steps closer to you. “I’ll cut to the chase. I haven’t properly fucked someone in nearly three years, and I’m dying…dying to get a feel of your sweet, sweet pussy.” He backs you into a corner, neck craning down as he whispers in your ear. “Think you can help me with that, doctor?”

You blink at him, your throat feels dry and your heart is pounding against your ribcage. “That is very, very unprofessional.” No matter what words come out your mouth, your body is feeling the complete opposite. “I’ll call the guards right now—”

“C’mon, pretty please?” The corner of his lips tweak slightly. “I know you want to. I seen it on your pretty face since the moment I walked in.” He raises his bandaged hand and runs his thumb over your plump bottom lip.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” you sternly say. Oh, but he does. He’s reading you like a book right now and that smug look on his face knows it all.

“Okay,” he chuckles, stepping away from you. “Just know I’ll see you around.” He turns to walk out the infirmary and let the guard know he’s all set, but he suddenly turns back around. His eyes look at the name tag pinned to your shirt. “Such a beautiful name.” He teases. “Bye, doctor.”

[fingertipsmp3]

Have we learned nothing. Have we truly learned nothing.

[whalehouse1]

Hello imposter syndrome my old friend.