#i will not be shamed

[nosecondivelived]

this is just me fangirling over a cosplay i really like feel free to scroll past i just needed to screech

like???!!! it is so gorgeous oh my fucking god (i spelled gorgeous correct first time look at that) the detailing on the costume is so good i love the little pointy things going out of the shoulder bit!! i dont know much about cosplay but i can guess that even if its a wig managing to style it like that must have been such a pain and take so much skill oh my god,, and the weapon????? if im not misremembering from when i was scrolling through his page i think its handmade too??? oh my god i love this so much. thank you so much to ravenyams (their tiktok and ig handles) for giving me permission to share his cosplay and freak out over it,,, i love it so much oh my god

edit:!! also!! the last photo is done in collaboration with @/heykrashly on both ig and here, you can see it in the image itself but just figured i should write it here as well!

[serious-goose]

actually very cool and hot people play games on easy mode so jot that down

[dyrewrites]

Shared that tree snip with a friend, to gauge his reaction -- I thought it would be funny.

"Is this for the smut, are you writing more smut?"

"No...well, I mean there's some in this book but that's not the whole book."

The look that man gave me...

[milequaritchsslut]

Idc how embarrassing it is or how not embarrassing it is to laugh at your own jokes. Like uhhhh I’m gonna laugh my ass off at my joke cause it’s my joke???? I will NOT be shamed for laughing at my hilarious jokes

[nandorisms]

getting shamed for dancing to I Saw The Sign by Ace of Base while I'm grilling steaks

[princessfbi]

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#anon - 418 posts

#how are people so talented - 381 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#saved as if our lord and savior dwayne 'the rock' johnson came down from above and dropped this at my feet and said you're welcome before

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

What's Up Danger?

Buck wasn’t freaking out. He wasn’t. But he was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he’d managed to miss that Eddie Diaz was also Spider-Man! Eddie Diaz, his date. The one that walked him back to his apartment and almost kissed him before apparently, going to fight some guy dressed up in some steroid junkie rhino suit that would’ve made Chim scoff in the middle of downtown LA!

The Spider-Man AU some of you asked for.

Spider-Man!Eddie Hawkeye!Buck

Read on Ao3

Rated: T | Completed Multi-Chapter | Words: 39,150

Art by @like-the-rest-of-la

Reposted with permission from @like-the-rest-of-la

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349 notes - Posted January 16, 2022

#4

I Don't Mind Waiting (If It's For You)

“Victim is Charles Dumont. Three gunshot wounds to the chest. Looks like an attempted robbery. There was a case of bourbon with a bottle missing and we found Charlie’s wallet tossed a few blocks from here. And Eddie?” Athena stopped just as she got to the door and turned him with a serious expression on her face. “There’s a witness.”

Her frown dipped under the professional mask she was known for and Eddie caught the flicker of concern pulling at her composure.

“You know him?”

Athena pressed her lips into a tight line and nodded.

“Evan Buckley. He’s the bartender here. He was helping Charlie restock tonight when he heard a noise and saw it happen.”

Homicide Detective, Eddie Diaz, is called in to investigate the murder of a local shield and ladder bar owner. There he meets his only witness, Evan "Buck" Buckley.

AKA The Trashy Romance Novel Murder Mystery Buddie AU

AKA Detective!Eddie Diaz and Bartender!Evan "Buck" Buckley

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Rated: E | Completed Multi-Chapter | Words: 48,583

368 notes - Posted February 7, 2022

#3

Ok but also I love how they have the technophobe in a position that requires him to stare at at least three computer screens while rapidly typing without looking down at his fingers.

389 notes - Posted February 21, 2022

#2

Eddie finding out he's doing some form of physical possibly messy labor: Ahhhhh yes. What skin tight slutty outfit should I wear today?

393 notes - Posted October 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

thinking now about buddie going to bed angry at each other (for something stupid or serious) but buck still holding eddie's hand because he knows he needs that touch to feel safe and fall asleep

Buck was not going to be the one to break. He refused to be the first one to break.

…

But goddamnit he couldn’t sleep.

He couldn’t even remember what the dumb fight was about or why he and Eddie broke the couple cardinal rule about going to bed angry. All he knew was that they fell onto the mattress with a huff and Buck had rolled onto his side and not looked back.

He wouldn’t be the first one to break. It was stupid and petty but it was all he got and he refused to budge.

It was just… he was cold. The blanket he’d thrown over his shoulder was defective because he was freezing cold and who said it could be so cold in California! The literal birth place of the sun or whatever! And his pettiness wasn’t anything like a warm chest with just a few patches of thin chest hair and a freckle beneath a pec he loved to tease with his teeth.

No. Buck wasn’t going to be the one to apologize. Eddie was the one who said Buck apologized too much anyway! And honestly, he may not remember what they were fighting about but he was pretty sure he wasn’t sorry.

Except… it had been like… twenty minutes?

Buck checked the clock.

Yeah, twenty minutes since they turned off the lights and Buck could not shut up his brain. All the words he wanted to say were pushing against his lips and making his toes tingle but his throat felt hollow and sore from the vinegar that came with them.

Regret induced heartburn.

Maybe he should say sorry. He’d probably been stupid again and he hated the silence that was hovering like a storm cloud ever since the lights turned off. Had he been wrong? He didn't think he was but one thing had rolled into another and another and Eddie just kept pushing him away when he was just trying to—

Maybe that was it. Maybe he'd overstepped. Maybe he'd gotten in Eddie's space when he needed space and been clingy and maybe he'd ruined everything again. Buck thought he was getting better but he still slipped up sometimes. He still panicked and held onto to people too tightly, afraid they'll leave. He still—

Eddie let out an explosive sigh that cut through the cloud like a bolt of lightning. Buck felt the bed shift behind him before an arm swung over him like swooping vengeance itself. Buck half expected Eddie to shove him off the bed for thinking so loudly.

But instead, he was grabbed around the middle while Eddie slung his leg over Buck's just above the knee before being bodily dragged to the center of the bed.

Buck let out a confused noise from the back of his throat but Eddie ignored him in favor of pushing himself up against Buck and ducking his face into his neck. The rumbling sound from Eddie was one of pure frustration and contentment before the softest kiss was pressed into his pulse point.

"I'm sorry for snapping," Eddie said. "I know you were just trying to help."

An arm shoved it's way under his head and Buck fumbled with his cocoon — stupid blankets— until he could get an arm free and found Eddie's hand in the dark. Their fingers tangled together as they sighed and Buck felt Eddie finally relax back against him.

Eddie had been tense all night. Buck had been trying to help but... he'd just made it worse.

"I'm sorry for not giving you space."

"Couldn't sleep without you," Eddie whispered, his words already slurring together as the exhaustion crept in.

Buck pulled their fingers to his lips and kissed them. "Me neither. Talk in the morning?"

Eddie grumbled his agreement before Buck felt him breath out a quiet, "Night baby."

Buck was out in a matter of seconds.

461 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

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[emilykaldwen]

sentences I type before 9am:

friend: aegon's irridescent cum? Love it. Me: LOOK everything about Aegon is BEAUTIFUL AND GORGEOUS including his Claire’s glitter rollerball cum

[clickityweasel]

had a real life "and everybody clapped" moment and im still reeling. spent the rest of the ride comparing butterfly pics with the old lady next to me trying to identify it

[trashlama]

Writing about a child rapist did not make Vladimir Nabokov a child rapist.

Writing about an authoritarian theocracy did not make Margaret Atwood an authoritarian theocrat.

Writing about adultery did not make Leo Tolstoy an adulterer.

Writing about a ghost did not make Toni Morrison a ghost.

Writing about a murderer did not make Fyodor Dostoevsky a murderer.

Writing about a teenage addict did not make Isabel Allende a teenage addict.

Writing about dragons and ice zombies did not make George R.R. Martin either of those things.

Writing about rich heiresses, socially awkward bachelors, and cougar widows did not make Jane Austen any of those things.

Writing about people who can control earthquakes did not make N.K. Jemisin able to control earthquakes.

Writing about your favorite characters and/or ships in situations that you choose does not make you a bad person.

It’s a shame that in this day and age these things need to be said.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[doccywhomst]

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

--

no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

[monakisss]

post-canon falin but she still has her blue robe

[phantomrose96]

My sort of maybe embarrassing “late to the game” thing I’m learning now is how to tell if oil has gone bad.

I feel like most other foods have obvious visual tells like mold or they end up smelling foul and obviously bad. But I was googling about oil and the internet says “if it smells like crayons, it’s bad” which would not have been my first guess. And I tested it out on my somewhat old sesame oil and was like “by god, I would describe this as smelling like crayons”

Anyway protip if your old oil smells kinda like crayons it’s probably no good 🖍️

[milequaritchsslut]

Now why would you write a pee holding fic

Literally stop it’s not that bad 😔

[slightlyartist]

Tate deserves to punch Ford so I drew it, felt really therapeutic <3