#it seems I’m alone on this

[idontmindifuforgetme]

megan thee stallion is the perfect example of unbothered energy. nicki has repeatedly vagueposted about her, gone on unhinged rants about her, gone so far as to mention her dead mother (such a classless low blow), threatened her on live, and has now released the tackiest diss track in history. and what has megan done? literally nothing. she straight up ignored her, aside from that one ig story where she posted herself laughing (which was perfect btw). she is the epitome of “i will not dignify that w a response.” i love it.

[t0rn4d0273]

I uh.

did it again.

Paradox and prism could at least pay rent if they’re gonna be in my head this much-

[this one actually has a name this time]

Paraprism cuddles (teehee)

“How’d it go?” Paradox called to Prism as his boyfriend entered the tent and very tiredly flopped down onto their recently made bed, his quills disheveled and ears flattened back in stress.

“No progress made?” Paradox asked, moving to sit on the blankets and reaching over to slowly work his hands through Prisms tangled quills.

“No progress made.” Prism agreed, relaxing as Paradox lightly worked his hands through his cobalt quills. Silence overtook them for a while, lingering in the quiet moment before Paradox spoke.

“Cuddles?”

Prism nodded eagerly at the offer, sitting up and scooting off the bed so the two could throw back the sheets and crawl into their small, makeshift bed.

Prism wiggled their way into Paradox’s arms, pressing up against his chest fur and allowing all the stress from his body to melt away. Taking nice, deep breaths, he closed his eyes and allowed himself a small moment of quiet.

But with the newfound quiet came worries prism thought he had buried. The tension came back to his shoulders, the restlessness itching at his skin as his mind ran with thoughts he had tried to suppress.

Paradox noticed immediately. He slowly moved himself down to prism’s eye level, softly asking, “Sonic? Whats wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” Prism immediately dismissed it, hoisting a smile onto his face.

Paradox just stared at him with a “you really think I’ll believe you on that?” face.

“Fine- fine. It’s just-“ Prism began, his voice shaking slightly, “it feels like the shatterspaces again. Alternate universes, alternate us, all with their own lives they have to get back to. And I don’t feel like I can help them enough-“

his words are cut off as paradox pulls him close and burys his face in his boyfriends shoulder, encasing him in a firm and comforting hug. After a long moment, Paradox pulls away and starts peppering prisms face with kisses as he starts talking.

“You. Are. The. Most. Kind. And. Caring. Hedgehog. I. Have. Ever. Met.” Paradox reassured, emphasizing each word with a kiss to the giggling hedgehog below him.

“Shads- stop!” Prism laughed as Paradox continued his attack. “You. are. trying. so. hard. for everyone else.” Paradox continued, finally releasing Prism from his hold and returning to his side of the bed. “I know you’ll figure it out.”

Prism smiled, moving over to lay his head up against Paradox’s chest. Paradox’s hand instinctively went up, lightly scratching between his love’s ears.

“Thanks shadow.”

I dont wanna bother you but I don’t wanna not tag you idk im so sorry-

@verizzafai

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[mkzmerryfriend]

*cracks knuckles* we know Tyler isn’t the original Clancy right? Y’all caught that? Clancy’s bishop was Keons, Tyler’s is Nico, and now “Clancy” is Tyler. Because “scaled and icy” is an anagram for “Clancy is dead” and that album was the one where dema was using Tyler’s popularity for their own purposes. Clancy failed to stop the cycle on his own, and despite already being used as a figurehead for dema, Tyler decided to take up the role of “Clancy” in the wake of what seemed like a total collapse of the Banditos. Their leader had been taken out, and now they had no one to organize them.

But Tyler taking on the name Clancy isn’t him taking on the role of leader or even organizer. He is showing us (the Banditos) that we all can be our own inspiration, we don’t need a figure to follow, we don’t need a leader to lead us. We can do this, fight dema, ourselves.

Y’all got that, right?

[shaissa]

[turtleblogatlast]

I like to think alternate Leo was about 17 when he got ricocheted into the universe. I also like to think he turned 18 at some point as he was still away, becoming an adult and meeting that milestone in his life all alone.

[malcontentonline]

hiii, I already adored your art from the comic of metal and hoki and married Kkgai - and to now see you put kkgai in founders time is giving me so much dopamine 💥 any chance you could elaborate on the dynamic between Madara and Gai ? :] how does he interact with the other founders ?

thank you very much for the kind words!!!

(Sorry I took so long to answer this I wanted to finish a lil comic I’ve been working on that basically contains what would have been the first meeting of madara and gai in the fic but that is going to take a fair bit longer so I hope you don’t mind me just answering with some doodles)

first up the dynamic between the founders, gai and kakashi is as follows:

The black haired guy at the top middle is kakashi he actually is in disguise most of the story because he’s trying to be really careful and not alter the timeline too much.

This causes its own set of problems when gai after being told by kakashi to stay put and not interact with anyone (gai was not meant to join kakashi in the past and they weren’t meant to go back so far so kakashi is a bit disoriented) mistakes madara for his eternal rival and interferes with an ambush to help him escape unscathed. Madara witnesses here the 6th gate for the first time and decides to kidnap gai and keep him as a prisoner until he’s figured out what the heck gai did to spontaneously get stronger.

Gai tries to figure out the lest future changey way of escaping and finding the real kakashi while madara tries to figure out gais deal generally. Eventually gai agrees to spar with madara on the condition that madara sends people to search for his rival.

Their sparing matches are actually really interesting! Gai is exceptional at countering the sharingan but madara is a far more experienced fighter both of them are a fan of a good fight so they actually end up growing closer through these fights (this relationship development would actually have been a large part of the story)it doesn’t help that they both remind each other of their respective rivals, so they sort of fall into a closer relationship than they would naturally because they both miss them so much.

Their would likely be dashes of madagai in this story but ultimately they’re not each other’s endgame so it would only really manifest in like madaras musings about what a world where they got together might look like. As well as the occasional crisis of faith from gai where he weirdly feels like he’s cheating on kakashi despite them not actually being together till the end of the story.

So yeah hopefully that illuminates the dynamic a bit more :]

here are some silly doodles:

[spocksgotemotions]

This has been on my mind for a while, but like you can’t make me dislike Chappell Roan. I feel like so many people are waiting in the wings to jump down her throat because she’s “entitled” and “rude” and like the media knows that so if a video comes out of her lightly touching someone’s arm, they’re gonna make it look like she’s pushing them. Like I’m sorry I’m not buying it. It’s EXTREMELY reminiscent of how people and the media treated Britney Spears and we saw the damage that did.

idk i just also think there’s SUCH a double standard with her. Like god forbid this woman asks her rapidly growing fan base not to sexually harass her while in public. Meanwhile I know there are celebrities (especially men) who’ve spent years screaming at waiters in public view and people don’t even blink!!

like i’m sorry you cannot make me hate Chappell Roan. She genuinely seems like a lovely person. She got so popular so fast a lot of people are just looking for reasons to tear her down. And I will not ever be one of them or believe them.

[bisexualseraphim]

Also, I refuse to entertain the discourse as to whether acespec people are “oppressed” or not, but I will say it’s really fucking lonely — especially if you fall somewhere on the spectrum that’s a little more unconventional.

I’ve discussed many times before how I feel absolutely no attraction whatsoever except towards my lovely partner. I went through the phases queer men tend to: exploring many types of pornography and cruising on Grindr. I really tried, and none of it has ever done anything for me. It wasn’t until I started having sex with my partner that I realised, ohhh, so that’s how most people feel. And even then, enjoying sex with him is far more of an intimacy thing than the actual physical sensations. I do not fantasise about other people or consume porn. There is only him.

And yet when I’ve spoken about this in acespec spaces, I’m still treated as some sort of weirdo who doesn’t belong. I’ve literally been told many times that I can’t be demisexual because demis will still fantasise and consume porn (although that doesn’t line up with my understanding that demis require a close bond to feel sexual attraction, but never mind), and I’ve even been accused of having some weird internalised Christian puritan shit going on because I genuinely cannot comprehend ever looking at or thinking about someone in that way who isn’t my man. As if anything about this is a choice for me and it is offensive to them somehow. As if only feeling attraction to one person is like… “worse” than never feeling any attraction at all. I’ve never once shamed others for how they experience sex and sexual attraction and never would, yet people act like that’s what I’m inherently doing just by speaking about my own experiences.

So no, I won’t say whether acespec people are “oppressed” or not because honestly, when is this shit ever going to come up in conversation and ever be that relevant? But the fact I don’t feel I can talk about it even amongst other queer people, even amongst others in the acespec community, kind of speaks for itself.

Being a queer man who can’t relate to all the stereotypes and anecdotes about enjoying casual sex is one type of loneliness. Being a queer acespec man who can’t even relate to most others in the acespec community is another. I can never win, and either way I do not fit in.

[damthosefandoms]

the thing is I have no idea how to put it into words but dally loves about as hard as soda does. just in a very different, very specific kind of way. soda loves everyone at first glance until it’s proven a mistake and dally loves only a few specific people so much it kills him.

[hooliganarachnid]

Hey, so with the Loki season two finale airing in like four days, a show featuring a currently heavily implied romance between a dark haired immortal being who played a role in human history searching for his purpose and a just some blond guy—I feel like marvel has the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever, three years and four days after destiel was made canon and promptly executed on live television.

[javierduffy]

“uh … it’s a bit girly … no?” javier examines himself in the reflection of his knife’s blade, looking this-a way and that, the dark blue of a large silken bow now peeking sheepishly around his neck as it sits gently in his hair. next to him, kieran clams up a smidge, hands still held close to his chest nearby his completed ribbon project on javier’s head. he finds it in himself to wring his hands a time or two rather than immediately undo his work as javier seems to continue to formulate his final opinion. “you … think so? look at me?” kieran asks, politely as a mouse. javier easily complies, turns at his hips and looks behind, up at kieran where he sits on the stump above him.

kieran, as he peers over, can’t help the meadow of flush that blooms over his neck, then his ears, then his nose and his cheeks. he can tell javier is deep in thought by the look on his face, mouth twisted just a might sideways, cocking his mustache awry, and the deep wrinkle sat between his brows. the ribbon he used matches javier’s vest perfectly, and the shine of the silk warms bright in the sun, just like every piece of jewelry and metal javier has adorned himself with. with this ribbon, javier’s hair sits lower on his head, ponytail draped down his nape and more hair framing his face in his bangs. kieran resists an urge to tuck one side back behind his ear.

kieran thinks that he looks like a painting, a muse, a love letter so heartbreakingly full of adoration that the only language it could be written in is bright swipes of pigment on a canvas. as he makes eye contact with the silk squinting around the red of a necktie, he thinks that javier may be right, if ‘girly’ could sum up ’poetry written in effeminate reverence’.

kieran always did think women made better art, wrote better books- found a better way to love. softer. warmer. prettier. like javier.

the world sounds like it’s underwater.

“i think … it’s very pretty. it suits you real well.”

earnest to a fault, the look in kieran’s eye dances gingerly with javier’s internal voice. it dips and sways him, and javier, despite his instinct, finds himself charmed by its rhythm.

“-b-but! i could take it out! if you don’t-“ javier looks down at himself in his knife again, the sunlight filtered through the leaves glinting a yellow green around his dark features, and kieran hands him patience on a silver platter. a rich blue makes friends with bright green quite easy, javier thinks. this is how he must look through kieran’s mossy lens.

“pretty … yes. you know, i think you may be right. i’ll keep it. gracias.”

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

Thinking about how when Taylor was making/releasing the album originally she was trying to correct the criticisms of Red and one of the big ones was that it was too sad/had too many break up songs on it and “Is It Over Now?,” “Now That We Don’t Talk,” “Say Don’t Go” and “Suburban Legends” all have a tinge of sadness to them. I am convinced that these vault tracks might not disguise the sadness that much or are more so focused on heartbreak as those on the main album are.

[irenedubrovna]

My MCU Wanda Maximoff hate runs deep therefore I am unmoved by Teen being Wanda’s son. My intrinsic biases are now calling me to hate him, in fact.

[batwynn]

The moment my therapist finally, and fully understood that I’m autistic was halfway into me explaining myself experimenting on my own brain chemistry after reading a report that people with ADHD get dopamine hits from sweet things that can combat some of the ADHD bs, buying a large container of Nutella, and eating a spoonful every afternoon to see if I could overcome the executive dysfunction for several months, then going without to see if there was a difference.

[abigail]

would really love to just not be a person for a while like i’d like to spend my summer as a leaf at the top of a very very tall tree in the woods tbh .. yeah