#idk im thinking about it

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

what if i made 🎵 a horny sideblog 🎵 so i feel less weird about sharing nsfw snippets 🎵 and just generally 🎵 hornyposting 🎵🎵🎵

[averagegtenjoyer]

In honor of pinning against the wall becoming a gay trope. Erm. Giant romantically pinning a tiny to the wall. Giant crouching down and placing a hand against the wall just above a tiny’s body, as they loom over them and look down with a flirty little smirk. Or even a giant holding a tiny against the wall, their tiny legs kicking in their uncontrollable flusteredness as the giant holds them to the wall, remarking on how cute they are, all red like a little strawberry. Hmmmmm

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

House M.D. One-shot

Tw suicide Tw self-harm Tw assisted suicide Tw Overdosing Tw Drug Use

House keeps living after Wilson's death just so he can keep his promise to Thirteen.

He struggles after Wilson's death, seeking comfort in drugs and alcohol, anything he could get his hands on.

He laughs to himself one night, thinking, "They all thought I had a problem with the pills. Look at me now. A proper addict."

He floats around, never staying in the same spot too long, just trying to survive from one high to the next. When the drugs aren't doing enough, he takes to other forms of self-harm. What's it matter if he can't use his hand properly anymore after breaking it so many times? Nothing matters anymore. His leg hurts, his hand hurts, his head hurts, his heart fucking hurts.

He lives on the edge, breaking the law every single day but never exposing himself enough to risk getting arrested again. The closest he gets to anyone from his old life is when he stands in the back of Wilson's funeral. Wilson's mom is crying, and House feels like he should say something, but he can't bring himself to step up and speak to her. He overdoses that night, multiple hard drugs running through his veins.

He hallucinates Wilson. His wavy brown hair and big brown eyes, throwing out some witty remark. House overdoses again, this time on purpose after that, just to see Wilson. He's living on borrowed time.

Every time he sees Wilson, he wants to grab his shoulders and cry.

"I was supposed to go with you."

"I promise I'm coming."

House doesn't believe in an afterlife, but when he's sprawled out on the dirty floor of some abandoned building high out of his mind, he likes to pretend that he'll see Wilson again. House died when Wilson did, and all the important parts of him left with him.

Weeks drag out into months, and months drag out into years. House has no idea when it is. Time means nothing once you're dead. Eventually, he figures it must have been enough days, enough months, enough years, for him to find her.

Thirteen looks almost as bad as House does once he comes face to face with her for the first time in years. She stands huddled at the door, nothing but skin and bones and an oversized sweatshirt. Her face is shrunken in, and her hands are shaking, and she stares at the man outside her door with awe.

House doesn't remember when the last time he shaved was. The years of hard drug use have taken their toll, and he would wager that he weighs less than Thirteen does. He looks like a dead man, and at first, Thirteen thinks she's seeing a ghost.

"Looks like I'm right on time." Even his voice sounds different, hoarse and gravely and broken. It shocks Thirteen out of her stupor, though, and she knows immediately what he's referring to. "We thought you were dead."

"I am."

"God House, what have you been doing?"

"Waiting for you. I made you a promise, didn't I?"

A look of understanding crosses her face. "I guess you are right on time." She's ready. She's been ready for a long time. The disease has progressed to the point that it's taken over her life. She's got nothing left. She's said goodbye to everybody already, planning to take matters into her own hands.

She lets House in, and then she starts to laugh. She can't stop laughing. Tears roll down her face, and her cheeks turn red, and her face hurts. House looks at her fondly. He's always felt paternal towards her.

Once she composes herself, she answers the question she knows he wants to ask.

"It's just - I don't know how you knew, but you did. I already picked today."

House smirks, it looks more like a grimace, but the intent it there. "I guess I'm just that good."

Thirteen has more then enough drugs, and when House brings them all out, she looks at him knowingly. She ends up laying on the couch, both of them quiet as he injects the drugs into her bloodstream. House lays on the floor after that, using the rest on himself.

They wait in silence until Thirteen speaks suddenly. "Do you think there's any chance of a heaven? Honestly. None of that bullshit edgy stuff you used to always say."

House doesn't answer right away, and when he does, his speech is slurred, the drugs finally settling in. "I hope so. I hope he's there."

His body feels heavy, and he struggles to move. It takes a few tries, but eventually, he manages to reach up and catch Thirteens' hand in his own, lacing their fingers together.

His time is up.

[inkwell-and-dagger]

I can't find the post but I remembered I made one about Foster's name being an alias since yk batman wannabe stuffs..... now I wanna figure out what their actual name would be............

I like to think that their actual name is something they tell people they trust wholeheartedly. Foster is the heartless, stoic persona they play. [insert name here] is them

[chocolatecakecas]

dean literally buys the fluffiest towels and the softest sheets and the plushiest rugs and the coziest throw blankets. let him have nice comfy things

[failyaoi]

*hair blows in wind* thinking about making a twt account

[bismuthburnsblue]

so, i said in the last post that i was thinking about doing a massacre on this pattern, and ill quickly explain why!

while every pattern is different, theres definitely some trends that tend to run between them (thats the nature of making something to look a specific way!) the main thing i noticed was the side back panel- its always always narrower at the top than the bottom (apparently costumers like to call it the eiffel tower piece because of the shape!) heres a selection of examples i chucked together:

and then theres the redthreaded pattern:

yeah, so thats vastly different. i think the main area is that side seam (from reading through the instructions, i think they design their patterns with easy alterations in mind- ie for theatre- so its important to keep the side seam straight in that case) but there are other sections i think differ from historical conventions.

i am also a huge fan of the swoop of the diagonal seam that a lot of the patterns i looked at do, so basically what im thinking is to take a huge chop off the side back & to join it onto the side front instead! im not sure that this is going to fix any of the fundamental fitting issues im having, but i think i might enjoy it anyway.

so thats the current train of thought. im gonna do some more reading before actually doing anything, but thats at least why im thinking about it. (you guys remember this is all fucking around & finding out, right?)

[appleblocks]

I tried to record videos today and it did not go well, but one of the things I did to prepare for that was delete and swap out a few mods from my personal modpack (in a copy, cause I have worlds I want to save that use the mods I removed)

And now I am considering making a new world with the idea of using different colored blocks for roofs, but not with the dyable blocks.

So for example, if I wanted a purple roof I'd have to use Amethyst and/or purpur, or honeycomb/hay bales for a yellow roof

I would include the colorful woods though. I love a good warped wood roof <3

[mysticalsoot]

fox mulder is so wilbur coded

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[inkskinned]

okay is she being actually immature or is it just a woman over 30 expressing a human experience you find to be immature.

like yeah. at certain ages... let shit go. im not defending the real immature shit. im not defending the karen you're picturing. i worked in retail i hate those people too. (once somebody got mad at me because she didn't like how our winter window decor was a snowman smoking a pipe. i wish i was joking).

but men at 57 will write books about how 17 year old girls are soooo sexy. they will invent worlds where women have to be naked for "armor reasons." they will write songs that treat women as objects. people rush to defend them. meanwhile a woman at 35 will be like "heartbreak is hard, actually" or "i feel betrayed by a friend" or "i am struggling with something emotionally." immediately people will say stuff like this woman is 35 by the way. by the way this woman is SO OLD to be experiencing this. BY THE WAY.

im 31, almost 32. the other day a poet was blasted online because at her "big age", she had written a poem about feeling unloved. top comment was "this woman is 29 by the way." this woman is too old to still be useful, by the way. she has to behave better . maybe if she was a good wife and mother she could stop existing loudly, and the story could continue on without her. this woman has served her purpose, by the way. she's so cringe, by the way. at 29 - so old! - she still hasn't figured out that her existence should be one of shame.

[vivitalks]

best types of brennan NPC

autism haver

stoner

frat bro who has unlearned hypermasculinity so hard that he's gone 100% the opposite direction about it

anticapitalist proletarian

the most insane person you've ever met

[mochasucculent]

Was looking at refs and since Viktor has two different leg braces I was wondering, do we think he wears them simultaneously?? The refs don't perfectly line up perspective-wise so it's hard to tell but parts of the one he wears during the Hexcore scenes look like they could maybe line up with the brace that he wears over his clothes, but also some parts really don't and look like they'd be super uncomfy. Also HOW does he take these on and off. Experts weigh in

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024

[rapidhighway]

the thing that caused me so much grief last night but now i feel better about it fdnghgdfggd