#indulge us i beg

[skoulsons]

oh man this scene. i don’t know I can’t stop thinking about it.

He’s exhausted. They gave him the wrong size headers at work, he forget their cake, and he’s home an hour late. But, he’s home. And he gets to be present with Sarah and enjoy the rest of their night, and what’s left of his birthday, together (well until Tommy calls him in an hour) Side note-Joel being excited about her getting him a present had me thinking he doesn’t earn a lot. That he just gets enough to allow them to get by. Now, this is ‘03 and he’s a carpenter. I don’t know what their pay would be back then, but I imagine it wasn’t too too much. At least, not enough for a lot of extra for gifts for Christmas or birthdays. Maybe this is a terrible assumption, but it’s my two cents

But after long day he just gets to be with her. There’s probably been some nights he’s come home and she’s asleep already and he stays up for a while watching tv or doing taxes or something. By himself. Maybe he’ll slip into her room and kiss her goodnight, but it’s not the same as a night like this. They get to spend it in each others company, laughing and making jokes.

he jus looks so sweet here :( “because I’m an honest thief” “mmm”

And this. “And you were never gonna do it for yourself, so…” He knows she’s right. He’s a tired dad. A tired, single dad. He can’t do everything. And Sarah’s right, it’s the thought that counts. Something small like fixing his broken watch is non-existent on his list of things he needs to do. But Sarah can tell he needs it, considering how he instinctively slapped his wrist at breakfast. She doesn’t buy him anything new or shiny, just fixes up a broken watch. She helps give him something that he won’t himself

And just gets to relax with a fixed watch, a favorite movie on the television, and his little girl tucked in to his side. Little things that, to him, mean the absolute world. And then some.

And she, inevitably, falls asleep on him and he gets to carry her to bed. Again, something he may not get to do often (and man if I was a dad I’d delight in carrying my kids to bed. I’d cherish every second of it, but maybe that’s just me). Sure he has to go out and bail Tommy out of jail now, but he got a worthwhile hour on his birthday with her

[brittlebutch]

officially 10K into this fic and having a realization about where I'm at on characterization so far, so i'm wondering:

[kc5rings]

Any sorts of gear you think are underappreciated and would love to see more content of, be it in art/fanworks/etc or in irl life?

I’m gonna go with fanfic/fanart for this because it’s a completely different landscape from irl kink circles and I’m pretty good at finding what I like in those spaces

Personally I think hoods are pretty slept on in fanwork and ESPECIALLY in fanfic. It’s a piece of gear unfortunately closely associated to various media using a poorly fit and cheap zipper mouth hood as a quick “isn’t this kink stuff weird/evil??” shorthand, similar to the red ballgag being the Signifier of Kink a lot of the time

And that’s really a shame, because hoods come in all kinds of designs (not that zipper mouth hoods aren’t good, I love them when it’s a well made example) that have different uses and potential in fanwork

Can character A recognize character B’s expressions and desires when a hood covers all but a section of nose and mouth? With B hooded like a hawk does character A know the tilt of their chin, the way they bit their lip in anticipation, the grit of their teeth they says “I will not bow”?

At a kink party does character A do a sudden double take because despite the person they passed being mute and all their features save their eyes being obscured, they’d know character B’s eyes anywhere? In a moment together do they know each other well enough for eyes alone to express what they need in that moment, saying what they otherwise can’t?

Does Character B recognize character A’s touch despite a deprivation hood that allows no sight or sound firmly laced onto them, because A knows exactly how to touch them?

There are a lot of really good intense moments to be had with something that so alters both perception and identity, but it doesn’t get used often because there’s often a fear of being too kinky or weird with something. I think the fear of being judged is a big factor in why a lot of folks pull the punch on kink that’s possible to act on, but go all in on things that are obviously not possible/feasible. When it’s possible someone might think they are some kind of Real Pervert

People do enjoy reading/seeing these things, you can see it when people get really excited when something particularly kinky does get made, but folks are often scared to be the first one on the dancefooor

[impossible-rat-babies]

also thinking about eyrie’s thoughts on archon loaf. you know like a normal person does

[torgawl]

talking about deaths. i need genshin to give us main cast deaths!!! it would spice things up so much

[gaminegay]

Using my vile manipulative ways for good (arguing trans issues before 10 AM )

[spacedlexi]

hbo tlou spoilers (and the game too) just rambling to myself bc i gotta get these thoughts out of my head

feeling.. conflicted about that episode still. wasnt gonna say anything but im a little bit nervous about how joel and ellie are being handled at this point just like overall

ellie to a lesser extent i just feel like shes a little.. one note almost (they gave her the joke book and she had some nice moments with sam at least). theyre just playing so hard into the spitfire side of her but game ellie was way sweeter and kinder than i think people remember? when i started my re-playthrough even i forgot how like.. chill she was honestly. a lot of her anger was reactionary/in defense and not always just immediately antagonistic. hbo ellie needs more softness to her its starting to annoy me a bit how just outright hostile she is to literally everyone

but in joels case.. the changes they made this episode honestly i feel were detrimental to his character development. they make it seem like joel asking tommy to take ellie is more about the fact that hes aging and hes afraid hes going to get ellie killed, so he needs tommy to take her because he has a greater chance of making it back. and they side step a bit the selfishness of joels request. when in the game it was SOLEY about joels selfishness and how he could tell he was starting to feel protective of/close to ellie and wanted to stop that shit immediately by passing her off to tommy so he could just wash his hands of the whole thing (which would also put tommy at risk and maria chews him out for it (which i wouldve liked to have seen in the show but alas...)). and the argument he and ellie get into (after she runs away!!) is supposed to be the culmination of those feelings and how hes pushing her away and hes afraid of being a dad again (im NOT your dad. and we are going our separate ways). but ultimately chooses to stay with ellie and that choice is SO IMPORTANT!! and now in the show its like... ok so... now youre Not afraid of.. getting her killed? because you STILL have a bad ear and ptsd? (that he wouldve had for a while anyway so honestly its a little funny theyre playing it up so hard all of a sudden him clutching at his chest all the time is just kinda funny to me again where is the subtlety i dont see it). and like with this change it makes their argument (and their reconciliation) less powerful honestly to me at least. that argument they have is seared into my brain its still one of my favorite scenes but i just wasnt feeling it as much with this different set up of events (and also imo the game still has the better actor performances PLEASE watch those scenes if you havent)

and this side stepping of joels selfishness as a character is honestly a problem for me. and im afraid what it might mean for future episodes. because joels selfishness is very integral to his character. knowing what i do about whats coming down the line, and how theyve been talking about the “cure” so far, im so 😬 just clenching my teeth so hard. because they just... keep saying every once in a while that “there can never be a cure making a cure would be hard how would you even manufacture and distribute it?” (squinting REAL HARD AT THAT LAST ONE!!) and im soooo nervous that they might downplay just how much of a selfish asshole joel is and how they might try to make his future actions less terrible.... or justify them in some way..... or something equivalent to downplaying what happens..... 

i mentioned it a while ago but these are arguments the fans have been having since summer 2013 but what annoys me about it is that none of it even matters!!! because the Only thing that matters is joels selfish choice. not whether hes right or wrong. the ambiguity is the whole point!! the selfishness is the whole point!! joel doesnt care and hes gonna do whatever he thinks is necessary regardless of the repercussions. and i am just so afraid theyre gonna undercut that. I HOPE THEY DONT IM CROSSING MY FINGERS SO HARD THAT THEY DONT WE CAN CELEBRATE IF THEY DONT but sometimes people are afraid to let their characters be shitty and have flaws and act selfishly and joel is a bit of a controversial character already. i hope they dont try to make him/his actions more “acceptable” somehow. i LIKE that hes like this it makes him INTERESTING

but yeah the rest of the episode was fine i guess. loved seeing jackson. oh but i will say that the end of the episode felt so uneventful to me which is hilarious based off of what happens, but the way things play out in the game is SO TENSE and drawn out that in comparison was just really weak in the show unfortunately. im sure it was a “for time” reason and like it still gets the idea across but again just more reason for me to stand by the game still being The True Last of Us Experience. looking forward to the left behind episode tho i am so excited to see my girl riley again 💔

[worldofgoo]

im probably going to go on hiatus again, i think i hate using tumblr. ill make a new pinned post and then uninstall the app again later today

[sometimes-sleeby-octopus]

I hyperfixated on a multi-part fanfic series and just read about 60,000 words total FUCK I’VE HYPER-FIXATED INTO THE SUN DAMNIT I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO BED TWO HOURS AGO BECAUSE I WAS TIRED AND NOW IM AWAKE DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT

[sheathandshear]

The "Abolish police/military/prisons! And if you point out any problems with this you are a FASCIST!" people are incredibly annoying not just because of their unwillingness to engage with the complexities and realities of these topics (though they are) but chiefly because they are putting SO much political energy into something that is never going to happen. There is zero majority political will anywhere to eliminate all forms of police and incarceration. Zilch. Meanwhile, the events in Ukraine are making it quite clear that actually, for countries that have aggressive militarized imperialist neighbors, having a standing military is quite necessary for literal survival! And unlike other examples of "people said it would never happen but it did! GOTCHA!" (generally, slavery), there are no powerful economic incentives for state violence abolition either. (Sidebar: Slavery does still exist in many parts of the world despite it being "abolished", because it turns out that making something illegal does not actually force people to stop doing it -- as proponents of prison/police abolition claim to know, and yet somehow don't understand that in the absence of state-sponsored and at least semi-regulated violent "just" actions, people reach for personal violent "justice", which is... not better!) And I do kind of wonder whether uncompromising, realistically impossible goals are the whole point -- to shriek and shame in favor of morally pure nonsense that is ethically laudable and has no chance in hell of ever happening so as to avoid engaging in the real work of political and social change, which is dirty and distressing and imperfect and always ends up hurting someone, frequently through entirely unintended and unforeseen means, even if it benefits the majority. That they are so fixated on doing something that will produce nothing precisely because they are terrified of actually doing something productive that might make them a person who Causes Harm.

[wipples]

idk how tumblr works anymore lmao, I've never had a second account on here. yo followers on my other account: yall can't see anything right?? <.<

>.>

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

ring pop proposal ♡

fem reader, pure fluff, childhood friends to lovers lemme alone do not perceive me yk the drill by now, lil self indulgent fic cus i love childhood friends to lovers and puppy crushes, polar opposite’s trope, this reeks of my oc x canon katsu ship sooooo shh shh do not perceive.

the first person who realizes katsuki has a crush on you is his mom because when she comes to pick him up one day from kindergarten he suddenly mentions you. it’s an innocent little interaction he had with you that mitsuki doesn’t think much about at first, simply surprised her son managed to befriend someone outside of his little group of friends until he starts mentioning you more and more.

soon you’re the only thing he talks about and katsuki even starts begging her to have you come over to play. mitsuki is extremely curious to know what kind of person you are to have been able to enchant her son the way you have, she says it’s fine as long as your parents agree.

you’re a sweet little thing, almost the complete opposite of her little devil’s spawn. you’re polite and a little shy when you ask “ is it okay if i come to play at katsu’s house, please miss katsuki’s mom ?” and how could she say no to you ? she pulls at your cheek lovingly and her son almost snarls at her.

“no touchin’ !” he snarks, pulling you against him like you were his teddy bear.

mitsuki was the first to realize her son had a crush on you when you were always around. when he found something cool during a class trip you were there and whenever he was upset it was always because you had argued about something irrelevant that seemed so much bigger in the eyes of a child.

she realized because katsuki had, and in some ways, will always be rowdy. he’s rough and temperamental and moody—basically, he can be quite the brat. (she wonders where he gets that from a lot) but he’s different with you.

he’ll always be a little rough around the edges but it’s the thought that counts. he drags you around a little too hard but it's to show you something he knows you'd like and you repay him by being patient with him and letting him drag you around to his hearts content. he let’s you use the crayons he’d just denied another classmate seconds ago and when it’s really early in the morning and you’re still sleepy unlike your more energetic friend, he waits for you. sitting with you in the reading corner quietly commenting on a little bit of everything in the book you’re sharing until you’re awake enough to start the day because katsuki wanted you to be together through anything no matter what, starting the day without you was simply unimaginable.

you offer him your kindness and he repays you with his loyalty. acting like your guard dog, protecting you from everything and everyone he considers a threat to you. he goes a bit overboard but it’s the thought that counts and he’s definitely got the right intentions.

“ i’m g’nna marry yn when i grow up !” katsuki proclaims from the backseat of the car after mitsuki had come to pick him up. she looks at him through the rear view mirror only to see he’s not even looking at her, looking out the window somewhat longingly, watching as his school fades away from his sight, further and further and further away from you. she smiles to herself.

“yeah ?” she asks “yeah !” he responds proudly, crossing his arms “ i asked yn if she wanted to be my wife an’ she said yeah, so we’re gettin’ married !”

“huh. how’d you propose ? you don’t have a ring.” she jests.

katsuki responds immediately and exclaims he does have one, shuffling around to reach for something in his pocket. he pulls out a plastic ring pop holder, the candy on top is missing and mitsuki can imagine what happened to it.

“gave her one of these !”

“so that’s why you had me buy those from the store last time,” she hums. “ you ate it, though.”

katsuki tries to roll his eyes but just ends up looking up and to the side, mitsuki recognizes it as him trying to mimic what she does a lot and she snorts.

“well duh, we both did ! ‘f i kept it in my pocket it woulda gotten gross !” he defends. mitsuki simply responds with a hum, smile on her face growing larger as she hears her son happily chatting about the rest of his day with you.

she knows her katsuki is hard to handle. extremely so. but when she sees the way you both interact she can tell something is there. you don’t ‘handle’ him. you like being around him. you like playing and talking with him, she sees how happy you make him whenever you come over for playdates. he holds your hand when you get scared and you hug him tight and beam when you see him again after he’s gotten over a nasty cold.

she can tell you make her son happy and he does the same for you in the way children do with pinky promises and shy cheek kisses, kisses over tiny wounds and refusing to be separated whenever the rowdier one of you both gets his recess time taken away for being naughty.

mitsuki hopes this crush, this love you have for her son can grow along with you. she hopes you’ll stick around as katsuki grows up more and potentially more rowdy and rougher around the edges but even more enamored with you. and with the way her son is squirming around in his seat and tugging at his seatbelt, giddy about you accepting his ring pop proposal, she has a funny feeling you’ll be sticking around for a long time.

[exhaled-spirals]

« When I think back on the year 1915, it seems to me that I still hear my friends tell me despondently: "I can't think of anything else! I can't read, I can't work, or find useful distractions (...), I only ruminate about our times, incessantly, until I'm nauseated (...). I've just had two hours of liberty—there was a time when I would have offered them to Tolstoy or Pascal. Today I read about [the war], or European colonial methods; issues that are entirely beyond my reach, but how to think of anything else?"

And perhaps we shouldn't strive to think of anything else; the point is not to turn our backs on our times, but to consider them calmly and thoughtfully. (...) It may be that the philosophy which absorbs you leaves no room for indulgence. Perhaps you feel yourself full of bitterness and rancour towards your fellow men, perhaps you have made up your mind to see in their activities nothing but greed and selfishness. (...) Do not be too eager to prove yourself right! Above everything, do not rejoice in being right in so dismal a fashion. (...) My only ambition is to beg the world to look for anything which can lighten the present and future distress of mankind, to find what interests the soul in a life burdened with troubles and disillusionments, to honour more than ever the faithful and imperishable resources of our inner life. (...)

The storm rages on, the events escalate, worsen, never cease. Never have they seemed more complex, more severe, more demanding. More dangerous. Wherever we turn, an opinion holds up its head and vehemently solicits our belief. (...) Our convictions, our certainties, are at each other's throats. (...) Yet mankind, even in these terrible hours, is only seeking happiness. Men have set off to conquer happiness, clutching in their hands the tools which will forever destroy it. (...) The wrong direction the world has taken is so obvious, so cruel, so vast (...)

Regardless, I would suggest not to lose hope—so long as a single wallflower still opens, in April, over the ruins of the world. Like algae, like mosses, like these laborious lichens which attach to the very ruins their infinite need for happiness, we will find joy in our present affliction and we will grow it, like a wind-battered plant in the parched soil of a wilted world. »

— Georges Duhamel, La Possession du monde (translation mine) Written in 1917 as he worked as an army surgeon.

[femvaylin]

I want to write coffee shop AU fluff abut my swtor oc's but I'm. Intimidated

[robo-writing]

Logan with a praise kink <3 (18+)

There’s something deep inside him that he refuses to acknowledge—maybe it’s instinct. A need rather than a want, one that has been neglected for far too long. One that he hadn’t even realized until you became a part of his life—the need to feel wanted.

“Logan, could you—“

He’s on his feet within before you can finish your sentence, almost hovering over you. “What’dya need?”

You point to the plates on the shelf, farther than you can manage to reach. You smile at him when he grabs them for you, giving a kiss to his cheek when you take them from his hands.

“Thank you baby,” you say, and his heart melts.

For the longest time he believed he was a lone wolf, solitary and isolated. He did better without anyone dragging him down, or so he thought until he was shown otherwise. The X-Men, and then you—he especially enjoys being with you. Makes him feel fuzzy and warm inside knowing you actually want him around.

It feels good. He doesn’t realize how good until he’s balls deep inside you.

You’re always so pliant for him, willing and ready to indulge his every sinful desire, arms open and legs spread. Inviting. Between tangled sheets and hushed whispers you make him feel alive. You make him feel like a man, and not a monster.

“Make me feel so good,” you moan, running your hands through his hair. His ego inflates with every word, hypnotized by you.

“Yeah? Say it again for me darling,” he says, bringing you further and further onto his cock. Your eyes roll back, barely able to respond when his dick makes it hard to breathe, thrusting up into you like a man starved.

“You—fuck—make me feel good—“

You cry out his praise like worship, too lust-adled to give a damn about your volume. Maybe it’s the saccharine tone you use, or maybe it’s the aphrodisiatic look you give him, but he needs more of it—more of you.

Without warning his hips move against your own, grinding into your pussy. Slow, calculated, he watches your eyes roll back in pleasure as he presses against your soft spots each and every time.

“Say it again baby, tell me how good I make you feel,” he grunts, enjoying how you thrash around his cock. His words alone make you embarrassingly hot, your head falling to his shoulders as you weakly cry his name.

Your voice hiccups with each thrust, every noise that escapes you directly in his ear. “S good Lo’, need you—please—“

His grin stretches wide at your words. “You need me baby, is that it?”

“Yes,” you moan, “need you to fuck me—“

You beg him so nicely, nails climbing up his back in search for more. Your hips find a rhythm of their own against his, a silent plea to fuck you like you need it.

His words alone make you embarrassingly hot, your head falling to his shoulders as you weakly cry his name. Your voice hiccups with each thrust, every noise that escapes you directly in his ear as you come, coating his dick in your juices—

Yeah, he could get used to this.

[seventeenpicks]

i remember feeling when she was pulling away and how she lost interest in me so fast and just how i felt so helpless that someone was leaving me again and how i just smiled and said i was fine and i saw it coming like if i wasn’t thinking about killing myself for weeks beforehand