#i literally cannot get over it no matter what i do

[crazylittlejester]

This is how I imagine Time or Legend interacting with Warriors’s nieces/nephews:

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ALDKDKKDDK CRYING, they’d both get trapped playing dolls for hoursss oh my god. Wars’s nieces would love those two

Time is definitely in that category where he is strangely good with kids but also very awkward about it. Like he treats them like mini adults sort of because he literally doesn’t know what else to do, and because of that they really like him. He’ll be sitting down with his hair tied up in a ridiculous way, makeup all over his face at a little tea party and Wars’s five year old niece will ask him just a random ass question and he’ll answer it in his normal quiet, low way of speaking. He doesn’t speak differently at all to them, he’d answer the question the same way no matter WHO asked it, same tone same word choice. (“Would you like more tea?” “No, thank you” // “What happened to your eye?” “I don’t want to talk about it” // “Are you old? My uncle says you’re old” “Hm… well he would now, wouldn’t he”) It’s because the kids can pick up on the fact he’s being completely genuine that they like him so much. Time would NEVER be the parent to use “because I said so” as a reason for something, he’d straight up explain why the answer is no

Legend on the other hand is like soooooooo good with kids but more in a camp counselor kinda way, but he cannot let the others know this because he will get teased to DEATH. He’s very sweet with kids, they absolutely adore him, he’s definitely the one doing voices playing dolls and trying to hide the fact he’s doing voices because he KNOWS he’s never going to live it down

Now on the complete opposite end of the chain, Sky is fucking teaching Wars’s nephews (the oldest of whom is like 8 or 9) and some of his older nieces (who are like. 6-7) tricks and shit and they’re off being sneaky, but it’s Sky so no one’s questioning it because Sky is a little shit but he gets away with it. He also taught them how to identify different kinds of bugs and how to properly pick them up without hurting them alskdkdld

im havin a lot of fun planning and working on this fic, the chain is going to love Wars’s family so much

[kemihaydeestantonva]

Exactly this. And unfortunately, I can't say the same. Like I was trying to be vague in my wording to avoid trauma dumping but I'm tired. TW for death under the cut if you still don't get it by now let me spell it out for y'all.

My friend and roommate died at 28. Not a hand's width away from my face, I literally watched his eyes roll back and the life leave him and I have to live with the knowledge that I probably could have saved him had I acted sooner. I still, to this day, cannot bring myself to tell his mother that I had that window to save him (because at this point what is the use of telling her that, beyond tearing open the wound again?). I don't know how she'd react to that, and that terrified me. I don't think anymore that she would hate me, but I spent nearly ten years holding that knowledge inside myself. Murderer. Bad friend. Ruined so many lives. Should have been me instead.

Can you see how somebody like me would fixate on Blitzø and really connect with how tormented he is over that fire that took his mother? The realization of my worst fears - his family knowing it was his action that caused it, and HATING him for it.

Can you see how dismissing his trauma, or justifying how his family reacted to it might seriously do damage to REAL people that can relate to this part of Blitzø? I have come a very long way since 2013, but if this episode dropped 5 or 6 years ago (and I was able to even watch it without being incredibly triggered), those comments would DESTROY me. I am able to talk about this now in a more productive way, but my story isn't that unique. Horrific accidents happen all the time. Think of how many car accidents happen among young people, how many of those accidents might have been caused by a driver that wasn't thinking in the moment. A kid who left the oven on. Didn't accompany their sibling to the park, and the sibling never came home. Tiny, tiny things that every person could and would do, that have haunting consequences.

Cash and Barbie are not real people. WE are. Somebody out there who heard statements like that or read these comments who isn't as far along in healing as I am might be in a seriously dark place right now. Please be sensitive to how you could be hurting those people.

And to those people - this might not be something you're ready to hear - but you need to give yourself grace. I'm not going to tell you that your actions didn't lead to whatever happened. You know that they did, I'm not going to convince you otherwise. What I want you to know is that had you known the consequences, you would have done all you could to prevent it. Intent MATTERS. You CAN accept your actions and it STILL not be your fault at the same time. You don't know what would have happened if you did this or that. No, shut up and listen to me: YOU DON'T KNOW what would have happened had you acted differently. People love you and care about you, and they do for a reason. None of us are without sin, without blame. It's okay. You don't need to punish yourself. And don't listen to these insensitive folks, they don't know better. If anybody hates you for what happened, please know that they are wrong for that. And yes, that includes you.

I've seen like three separate people saying some really dismissive stuff about Blitzø and the fire, from a flippant comment like "well the fire was an accident but the truth is he DID kill his mum" to the downright gross - and I shit you not - "I can understand why Cash and Barbie would hate him for that"

I just want to remind y'all that while this is a fictional show, accidents like that fire do happen in real life. There are people out here who connect with Blitzø's trauma. Please be mindful of how those comments can come off.

[bloodngutsr]

thinking about oil driller!sam and cowboy!dean.

thinking about dean who's known pretty well in the rundown little town of lawrence. he works for cheap, takes the odd little jobs when he's not herding cattle or helping fix the newest leak in someone's home or lending a hand at ol' bobby singer's farm.

dean whose dad pops in and out of town every few months to get drunk and ask for a couple of ten dollar bills - until, out of the blue, he stops showing. until dean gets a letter declaring him dead, with nothing but his journal full of scattered notes and his hat to show for it. dean doesn't even get to see his father's body.

but the town holds a funeral, because john may not have been a good man, but he had a family and a place in their church. and someone contacts dean's half-brothers - brothers he didn't know, by the names of sam and adam.

sam and adam come to town for a few days, making arrangements to stay with dean. unfortunately, sam and dean meet and immediately clash. dean rarely shaves his stubble and drinks while he works and whistles off-key tunes loud enough to make your ears bleed, while sam wears suits as pristine as the desert will allow for and tucks his head for prayer when the priest bids john goodbye and uses fancy language that grinds dean's gears. they're too busy squabbling to acknowledge that the heat that boils inside of them whenever they see each other might not just be anger.

by the time the few days are up and the funeral is over, both of them are all too ready to never see each other again. adam left as soon as the funeral ended, prepared to get away from his bickering brothers. dean makes it very clear that he wants sam out of his house as soon as possible.

sam is going out for a walk on his last morning in the town when he notices oil seepage down some of the more scenic paths. it's half out of spite that he buys some land in town, just enough to set up a drill and hire a few boys. he has the money to spend, even if it doesn't end up being anything good. unfortunately, most of his best crew can't get out there quick, not on the half-hearted chance of a good well.

he asks around town for the strongest men with the cheapest prices, and nearly everyone offers dean as the most reliable choice - and he ends up ruling out almost everyone else - maybe they're not fit to do the job, maybe they're just not interested in oil work. dean has been strapped for any bigger jobs since the spring roundup has finished up, so when sam disdainfully offers him a job, he has little choice but to agree.

it ends with the two of them stuck together in a little well, maybe 4x4 feet if we're being generous. sam doesn't usually get so hands-on - not anymore, at least - but he feels bad leaving dean down there alone.

there's oil bubbling up over their boots and onto their pants, coating the bottom lungs of the ladder they've messily hammered into the wall. the air is thick with their shared breath and the heat of their bodies as they drive the drill deeper into the rock. sam's overjoyed with the vein they've run into and dean is feeling the satisfaction of effort well spent and they're almost pressed together in that little space, heaving chest to heaving chest - and they're kissing before they're even thinking about it, adrenaline and unclean air and unfiltered heat pushing them against each other.

they're tangled in a sweaty mess, and dean's shirt is coated in oil and dust from where he's been pushed into the rock wall behind him and sam's bangs are stuck to his forehead with sweat, his fingers coated in thick, dark fluid that drips like pure shadow.

when they break apart, dark shadows cast over their faces and noses still brushing each other's, sam tries to swipe the oil off of dean's cheek with his thumb.

all he does is rub it in.

[silusvesuius]

nnnnnnnnnnnnno maa'am

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[renthony]

Some people would dangle a scrap of rotten food over the head of a starving person, force the starving person to take a political compass test, throw the scrap of rotten food in the trash if the starving person didn't get the "correct" score, and still somehow come away feeling as if they've made the world a better place.

[rabbithaver]

every so often i will see a post from a leftist on this website that is so egregiously ableist that i remember that like. oh yeah the userbase of leftists on this website is violently anti-disabled people and will jump at any chance to demonize any of us for any reason. i just forget that fact because i'm extremely dedicated to curating my space

i'm paraphrasing here but i saw a post that said, "every time i see an American [disabled person] mention being scared about the election because they're afraid of losing their benefits i have to laugh. anybody who wants blood-soaked money from the US government deserves to starve" which. like. goodness that's a lot to unpack. i think we should burn the whole suitcase instead !

[selfinflictedgunshotwound]

sorry for only saying this type of shit lately but i kinda wanna drive a car straight into a brick wall at the highest speed possible

[kavehater]

Chappel Roan saying she’s sad she’s demisexual and then there’s me being aroace as a whole like don’t you think I’m even more sad 😭

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Jesus fucking christ I hate the US south

[talkorsomething]

I have Got to get more transgender

[the-casbah-way]

not to beat a dead horse but jesus christ can you just leave people alone in public bathrooms i just want to fucking piss girl i'm so tired of feeling anxious and trying to avoid using public bathrooms because of how fucking weird cis people are about it. i tried to go into the bathroom at work today (i have worked here for years) and this woman who has worked here for two weeks and doesn't know me laughed and tried to like. steer me in the direction of the men's toilet instead and was like "wrong way!" are you fucking kidding me fuck off

[waterfallofspace]

I have finished The M/entalist, a tv show that ended 10 years ago, a show that I'm sure no one else cares about, but that I am about to make my whole personality for at least 2 weeks as I have hyperfixated on it so hard I can barely breathe

so uhhhhhhhh anyways if anyone knows this show take this as an open invitation, or if not then consider this a formal warning that i may be reblogging things and screaming "P/ATRICK J/ANE" in the tags <3

[notbeyondbirthday]

If I see another liberal downplaying how much of a ghoul Biden is compared to the ~insurrectionist cheeto~ I'm choosing violence. You can't even bring yourself to condemn a man bankrolling, arming and running defense for a GENOCIDE past 'he's not the best guy'??? Are you fucking kidding me? When you talk like this, you reveal exactly what it is you actually care about and what it is you're willing to fight for and what you're willing to give up.

If you use this softball, dismissive language to DANCE around the fact that this man is a fucking MONSTER because you're terrified of making him look bad compared to Trump (as if THAT'S what's gonna make him lose the election) then you've made the Palestinian people your sacrificial fucking lambs. You've confirmed that you'll NEVER hold this empire accountable if your personal safety and comfort is at risk.

We knew that already, of course. You're just finally saying the quiet part out loud.

[theood]

If I could change one thing in my life I'd make it so no one ever commented on food

[ineedyoutotellmeyouloveme]

it’s the way house and wilson are literally addicted to each other for me