#i just need to feel something

[birdieardley]

I want to read a Jegulus fic, but a sad one.

I want to cry until I can't breathe, to choke with tears blinding me, to vomit from pain and sadness, but no one dies.

It's just them being a big, sad tragedy because that's what they are, even before they die. I want a canon divergent fic, where they are the tragedy they're supposed to be, but none of them die.

[maxhimus]

Okay I don't usually post but I need help finding that one Jamilton fic. I've been trying to find it for several days because I want to reread it but I forgot the title. 😭 Anyways the plot was Thomas and Alexander are fuck buddies because they have unrequited crushes and they settle on this arrangement where they basically used each other because Alexander thinks of G. Wash when hes having sex with Thomas and Thomas thinks of James Mads when hes with Alexander and it's this whole thing where their feelings becomes more than just pretend and it's a lot of angst NSJWJEHWIWSN I NEED TO FIND IT SOMEONE HELP ME 😭

[fireladybuckley]

My friends, I challenge you. I feel like shit right now. I’m eyeball deep in family drama, I’m in pretty consistent pain, and I’m more exhausted than I’ve been in a very long time.

But then I see people around me who are going through things that are even worse. People who don’t even have a family to have drama with. People so exhausted they’re falling asleep where they sit or stand on the street.

Sitting in my car thinking about how fortunate I am to have this vehicle, even though it took an eternity to finally have a good enough circumstance to get one. How fortunate I am to have even one person (my love) who loves me unconditionally that can help me when things get bad. That I have two sweet boys waiting for me at home, and a pantry full of food and apartment full of things to amuse me.

I don’t have flowery prose for this. I feel like shit, but others feel even shittier. Maybe helping others is the best thing I can do right now. Maybe focusing on other people and their needs (not in the doormat way, but in a charity way) is something I and others need to do right now to get out of our funks. To feel like we can do SOMETHING in our life that feels out of control. Something that might actually do some good.

The Good Place podcast always ended with “Go do something good.” I believe in that so much that I have a sticker on the back of my car that says it. But I realize I haven’t done anything good for others for a while. At least, not anyone that isn’t close to me.

So, friends… if you have the spoons… Go do something good. And don’t get caught! Good deeds need no fanfare for them to make a difference to someone else. <3

[itsphoenix0724]

Missing them extra hard rn

[bat-luun]

man something about art school just makes you wanna experience the horrors i guess

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[bodacious-energizedprotodermis]

Let's bring back the bagelpocalypse

[mommy-mortis]

Butt plug time

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[joshuamj]

Okay, but what if EoW!Zelda had to impersonate Link

[jakeperalta]

letting celebrities think they can and should "use their platform" to speak on all current events and political issues regardless of how educated they are on them was a grave mistake

[ronanlynchbf]

tshirt that says NO LIVE ORGANISM CAN CONTINUE FOR LONG TO EXIST SANELY UNDER CONDITIONS OF ABSOLUTE REALITY

[bumblebeebats]

As much as i love Dungeon Meshi, i do think that given Ryoko Kui's attention to realistic worldbuilding there ought to be a companion series called Dishes Meshi where they spend 2hrs washing and drying and packing away. Alll the goddamnfuck dishes they just made

[imverchie]

I like sadness 😔 (I'm literally cry rn)

[kensatou]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.

(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)