#i'm pulling out my hair

[ooeygooeyghoul]

Some 'creds.

[bloodofthefates]

@siphonedshadow \\ & the playlist grows

[sheepydraws]

"I warn you that in times of great economic chaos, especially when people had dreams of affluence that they now are not going to realize-and when they are not able to have even the choices their parents had economically-women are at risk. We will be told, "You were wrong to think you could have it all. You must repent of your aggressive ways, you must repent of your ambition." In times of fear and anxiety people will be looking for false scapegoats, false solutions, and one of those solutions will be that all of this can be solved by sending women home again."

--Betty Friedan

She originally said this in the 80s, btw.

[nipuni]

Ten and Missy! Our Halloween costumes 🥰

[jade-of-mourning]

it's finally done, and it's probably the gooiest garbage i'll ever make.

credit to my new buddy @i-love-tdp-if-you-can-tell for doing almost all the characters' flat colors!! i am so so so infinitely thankful to them bc otherwise none of the other efforts of making this would have happened. between the lineart, backgrounds, shading, and touch-ups, these five pages have taken years off numerous braincells' lifespans, and without their help, may have annihilated my entire brain capacity.

if you like, please reblog! we put in a Lot of time and effort into this!

you would think that between last time (one other event) i tried comic-ing and now, i would've learned to not handwrite the text, but alas...

thank you for answering my plead for help, sky! and for managing to work around my design inconsistencies and sketchy lineart <3 ik you said you didn't need anything, but if you ever decide you want an art, hit me up any time :)

and to the tdp fandom, whoops… sorry for all the requests rotting in my inbox. it was a fun september and a fun six years of lurking, but alas i think i will be bailing for the moment. maybe you'll see me around.

[pinkomcranger]

@hearts-are-connected WE'VE BEEN BLESSED WE'VE BEEN HEARD WE'VE BEEN SEEN

Saga's happy memories in the Mind Place have two versions in the game files.

So far I recall only one ever playing for me (usually the longer version). If they have a special set of condition to trigger, or if they trigger at all, I've not encountered them yet.

There are a few instances in which there's more than one possible response from Saga and Alan to certain events (like Alan's reactions after the musical) but these variations I've never encountered in my +150 hours of playtime so far. If anyone has I'd love to know :D

Whiskey Memory: (Casey sounds irritated on the shorter version, this one never played for me in game)

vs. the one played in game

Saltshaker prank (the only difference I can tell is the Casey's laughing more in one of these):

And the ones that go with Logan's birthday party picture:

Saga thanking her mom, these are nearly identical:

The award speech, these are nearly identical as well:

Logan's memory have only one version, except for an additional 3 seconds audio file for the bracelet charm.

[baepsays]

INTRODUCTION ⸻ being together with stoner!suguru

☽⋆.˚ WASTED AND ABSORBED⸺01

saw something about stoner suguru mention so let me draw a picture here using my own two cents Cw: usage of weed, cigarettes, no pronouns but fem oriented reader, mentions of NSFW stuff, mdni

stoner!suguru who at first was very opposed to the concept of weed, he used to be one of those cigarettes and cigars and whatnot over weed type of snob. then he met his partner who on surface level doesn't look like it but gets high on almost daily.

first time he tries weed with his partner he gets really giggly and touchy and it wasn't that long into your relationship so you guys hadn't even said I love you's yet, but poor thing high off his ass off of only 2 puffs from a single joint, just blurts out how much he's down right pathetically in love with you that he's willing to even try weed for you.

this turns into a heavy make out session with you just at first kissing softly, sitting beside eachother, passing the same blunt—to tangling your fingers in his loose locks and getting on top of him, barely hovering over his lap, one of his hands on your ass the other pulling you somehow closer and deeper by your throat. eventually he just pulls your ass (literally) on his lap, the hand on the ass now groping and kneading, another roams around your waist until it goes up your shirt and just starts rubbing circles around your back.

and when you think oh i know where this is going ~ well, he passes out then and there on the floor of the balcony where you guys were smoking, with a huge grin on his face and his hair a mess, sprawled around his head.

Next day he barely remembered anything and said oh well he wouldn't want to do that again (even if it felt really good). but still gets high with you when he comes over to your place that week and again just confesses his undying love for you with a dopey grin and rips his hair tie off his hair then throws it away from the balcony. his reason being that he'd rather have you keep his hair in place by pulling on it. and starts talking about this new kind of tea he found which reminds him of your perfume and how he is actually always thinking about how he wants to just bite you and leave marks all over when he's sometimes spacing off and you ask him what was he thinking about so hard. more than half of the time it's about wanting to bite you.

he didn't know he already said I love you to you while he was high, and how he always starts yapping way more than what he normally does, breaking his cool mysterious guy persona. someone might even say Satoru has definitely rubbed off on him the way he starts talking about anything and everything, especially related to you maybe even a miniscule detail. when he is high, he usually starts with "you know. I am so disgustingly in love with you. it's insane." after silently exchanging a joint with you and letting the weed get to him. so when you found out accidentally one of these days where he got high and told you about his elaborate plan for a date that Sunday to finally tell you that he loves you, all you did was smile and nod. you told him a month after that date that he actually told you 'I love you' the very first time you guys got high together.

safe to say suguru is a changed man who loves getting high with his partner on their balconies on weekends or on nights after a particularly shitty day where all he needs is to get his mind to shut up and just look at his partner, kiss them silly and touch them all over.

a/n: dividers by @/omi-resources

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[horreurscopes]

thirty & flirty & thriving / shower drains HATE them

[exutrio]

do you ever think about how dorian has lived his whole life as secondsun? how even his own name was a representation of how insignificant he felt growing up? his role in society as secondary was determined as soon as his name was.

and then. do you compare that to orym calling THE sun? do you think about how to orym, dorian is THE light that sparked within him, keeping him going in his darkest moments? how dorian was so vital to him that he was always on his mind no matter where he went? how dorian is not just a force that spurs orym to survive, but to live a life that's worth living?

can you imagine being dorian in that moment? hearing the man you love decree not only are you not secondary to anybody (one of the few times you have ever been told that), not only that you are one of the most important people in his life (for most of your life you've never felt important anywhere) but that to him, you are a symbol of optimism and hope and change beyond any other? (you've never really known what you have to offer)

there is only one sun in orym's life. and that is you, despite everything that you have been brought up to believe. how do you not melt?

[unfortunatelyevent]

morning, do you guys even know I watched essek say "but he's kind, he is smart, and he is so strong... of heart" in the softest way he could ever talk about Caleb, right in front of my eyes like this really happened I didn't hallucinated that

[singgibanggipoongpoongbanggi]

IF ANYONE SAID ANYTHING I WILL SHOOT MYSELF AND AT THIS POINT I'M NOT EVEN KIDDING *S(CREAMING) INTENSIFIES*

[seokminfilm]

let me show you | lee seokmin

🪄 pairing, lee seokmin x reader

🪄 warnings, non-idol au, intended lowercase, implied college au, friends to lovers, yummy yummy angst, jealous!seokmin vs. jealous!reader, mingyu is your coworker, detached!seokmin (is that a warning? i think it should be), lots of kissing, slightly suggestive (if you squint hard enough), confession (if you could even call it that)

🪄 summary, seokmin seemed detached from everything—that was until you got comfortable with someone else.

🪄 now playing, get up, new jeans & glimpse of us, joji

🪄 word count, 1.2k words | for @kstrucknet

"who are you talking to?" seokmin questions, and you look up from your plate, finally taking in your surroundings as you reply with a confused "what?"

"you've been texting someone all day. who is it?" seokmin asks blandly, and you turn a deep red, your body heating up as you stare down at your half-eaten plate of food.

you had to instruct a new coworker at the barista you worked at lately, and he—mingyu—was a charming guy, catching on quickly and also quickly becoming a good friend. the two of you exchanged phone numbers, and he had started a conversation with you about your favorite music artists, one you had been really interested in since he mentioned he liked twice.

"oh, just a coworker. he's really sweet, and he likes twice," you power off your phone, smiling as you continue to eat. seokmin's eyes are still searing on your skin, and you do your best to ignore him, still subconsciously squirming in your seat as dinner continues quietly.

seokmin fell silent as he finished his plate, and he leaves the dinner table without another word, leaving you confused with a half-eaten plate of tteokbokki.

the jealousy that burned under your skin was ridiculous, you could admit it—especially when you were giving seokmin the same treatment all week this week.

he was chatting with a girl you knew he wasn't very fond of, listening to her every word with unsettling intensity. his sharp brown eyes watched her gloss-covered lips as she spoke, and you felt the slice of pizza in your head almost squish in your tightening grip.

seokmin was never one to talk to girls—you knew that. in fact, he avoided most of them, even if he was one of the more popular boys on your college campus. the reason as to why he was chatting with this girl he disliked while staring her down her throat continued to evade you, and you couldn't help but scowl at him as he came back to sit down with you.

"you don't like her." you say without thinking, and seokmin looks up from his phone, face blank and devoid of emotion as he tucks his phone away, shrugging. "i can still talk to someone i don't like."

your body is on fire, fuming at seokmin's apparent nonchalantness. he looks like he could care less about what you're saying, and it bothers you to no end.

"you seriously don't like her though. you never talk to her, and you avoid her when she tries to start a conversation with you. why talk to her now all of a sudden?" you question, and a muscle in seokmin's cheek twitches, biting back a curse word as he shrugs.

"no reason. why do you care so much?" the question stings just as much as his burning gaze, and you nearly see red, eyes running away from seokmin's handsome features as you don't answer, choosing to silently finish your lunch.

"are you talking to mingyu again?" seokmin questions after entering the living room, and you turn your phone off, looking up at him as you blush slightly. "maybe. what makes you think so?"

"you're smiling at your phone. you've been doing this for almost two weeks now, you know. we haven't had a decent conversation in how long?" a flicker of hurt dances in seokmin's dark eyes, and you catch that flicker, eyes widening just a centimeter as you turn off your phone.

"i honestly didn't know you cared that much, seokmin. you're always minding your own business, and don't start conversations with me, so—"

"that doesn't mean i don't care about you. that doesn't mean i don't miss our talks." seokmin's voice is harsh for a split second, breaking just a bit to reveal something soft and malleable in it. his lips open and close again as he tries to add something to his sentence, giving up as he walks away quietly.

you're left on the couch with a confusing patter in your heart, and brewing tears in your eyes, and you leave the living room, confusion just multiplying as you close the door to your bedroom.

the kitchen is dark as you turn on the light above the sink, giving the whole kitchen a ghostly glow. tears wet your cheeks, and you pour water from the pitcher, gulping greedily at the liquid as you sigh.

so he did care about you. no matter how detached and bland he seemed to you and everything about you, he actually did care. it surprised you, to say the least—surprised you and made you want him even more.

the interesting case of lee seokmin was something you had wanted to understand for the longest time, and you even though you still didn't understand it—understand him—you felt as if you were one step closer to doing so.

footsteps dragged your attention away from the marble countertop, and you looked up to see the main idea of all your thoughts, in a plain white tank top and pajama pants as he stared at you, eyes wide and alert even though it was one in the morning. he hasn't slept either, you think to yourself, falling silent as he approaches the counter.

"hey," seokmin's voice is clear, tight with so many emotions that you can't tell which one you're hearing. "hi," you answer back, glass clinking against the counter as it echoes throughout the quiet room.

he walks to the other side of the counter where you are, taking a sip of your water as you hold back a laugh. "you really don't care about my germs, do you?"

seokmin laughs for the first time, and your insides churn at the sound of his deep, melodic voice, enamored with the way it lilts and tilts at the sweet sound. "i don't, no."

the room falls silent again, and the question remains in your head, eating away at your mind as you finally open your mouth to speak.

"did you mean everything you said earlier? about—about caring about me, i mean," your voice is shaky, and before you know it, seokmin's eyes are on yours, burning you, but in a good, desirable way. the room gets hotter, and whether it's because you're already blushing, or seokmin's closer to you now, you can't tell.

"would i lie about that?" seokmin's voice is harsh, but you know he's not being rude or mean. he genuinely wants to know if you believe that he'd lie about you.

"i don't know." you answer softly, voice a whisper as seokmin takes one more step closer to you now, now just centimeters away from your lips.

"let me show you. let me show you that i wouldn't lie about loving you." seokmin's voice is deathly low, lips brushing yours just seconds later as you gasp at the feeling. he's warm under you, hands ghosting your hips as you grasp his muscled arms, and he's desperate too, getting as much of you as he can as he nips at your bottom lip, causing you to moan into him before he pulls away, face flushed and out of breath.

"do you believe me now?" he asks, voice still low as you nod, doubts disappearing with seokmin's heated kiss and your heating body.

"i do."

[sculien]

I can undo what I said. I can also make it a lot worse.

Hannibal 1.03 – "Potage"

[iraprince]

sometimes i gotta bask in the knowledge that teen me would be so stoked if it knew what i look like now

[popfizzles]

pronoun check. how do

i mean this very affectionately, whenever i get one of these asks it feels like this

anyway i'm feeling pretty fem recently but i still don't mind any pronouns!!! feel free to use whatever :) thank you for asking !!

[dollya-robinprotector]

Today on another episode of "How many day can I stay awake with the help of Vietnamese coffee?"