#it's a slap on the face every time

[weaponizedmoth]

The worst part of reading My Immortal every year since 2017 is that Ebony Dark'Ness Dementia Raven Way dresses just like me.

[howboutsleep]

GWENDOLYN BOUCHARD PATHETIC LITTLE MEOW MEOW SHE THOUGHT SAW SOMEONE CARING ABOUT HER ENOUGH TO BRING HER ONE (1) CUP OF COFFEE AND TRANSFORMED INTO A PUDDLE OF GOO INSTANTLY

IT WAS IN FACT SO PATHETIC THE PERSON WHO CARED ABOUT HER ENOUGH TO SPECIFICALLY NOT BRING HER COFFEE TO LOOK AT HER REACTION GOT SO DUMBSTRUCK SHE LET HER HAVE THE COFFEE MEANT FOR SOMEONE ELSE

[seagreenstardust]

“When toxic behavior is portrayed as romantic, it’s problematic. When problematic behavior is portrayed as a character flaw for a character to work through, it’s good storytelling.”

Katsuki Bakugou, my friends.

His behavior was problematic but never once portrayed as romantic at the same time. Katsuki said and did awful abusive things, and he also chose to be better when he was given the chance. If you’re still hung up on chapter 1 Katsuki now then I don’t think you’ve been reading the same story I have.

I can’t speak for everyone, but I’m not shipping Izuku with an irredeemable abuser. I’m shipping him with his most important person. His narrative foil. His childhood friend who made awful mistakes and then made it right when he saw he was wrong. The person Izuku looks up to and strives to emulate, despite their past struggles.

Bakudeku is so good because of how flawed these boys are, and how hard they’ve worked to get over it, and how much they matter to each other after it all

[xiaq]

I need you to understand that I went to a tiny conservative christian school K-12. My graduating class was 20 people. I thought I was the only queer one the whole time.

FOUR of the five girls I had crushes on through middle and high school are now out. FOUR of them. Bisexuals really are disasters.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

so this is why you dressed up nice today like fuck off

[bluesngolds]

another k/s shitpost video, feat. exploding rock

[thousand-winters]

One reason why I hate the "Grace should have killed Tatiana" take is not only because abuse victims killing their abusers isn't as easy or empowering as you all think it is, but that a big part of why it wouldn't work in this case specifically is that Grace is too kind.

Now, I know the fandom hates her too much to even consider that but I'm going to need everyone who hasn't been in an abusive relationship to shut the fuck up with this one because you think abuse is like mind control and the second you're out of sight of your abuser, you're fine and perfectly unaffected. Also you all think a 16 years old girl is a monster but that's neither here nor there.

I've said before and I'll say it again: the very second Tatiana was out of commission, Grace hurried to take the bracelet off of James. She didn't want to do that to him. And sure, she puts it on him again, but it's out of fear, she's not taking pleasure on this. I'm not saying James has to be okay with it or ever forgive her, he's in his right to hate her, but acting as if she did all of that for shits and giggles is missing the point.

Grace was never a cruel person who wanted to hurt others. She used her power to her advantage but... I mean, her power was all she had. Tatiana made sure she was as defenseless as she could be otherwise and certainly defenseless against her. But ultimately Grace isn't a violent person who wishes ill will against others, she's cold toward men because of the effect she has on them and she's used to looking out for herself. She isn't isolated because it's her choice.

Now if you add to that that Tatiana is her mother (a shitty, abusive mother, but still) and pretty much the only person she had for years, to the point Grace continued doing anything to please her and get crumbs of her love... do you really think she could have gone ahead and killed her? Yes, at the moment she was furious, but ultimately I think she needed to do something. She was distressed and upset and scared and trying to kill Tatiana felt like the thing that would finally free her.

But I don't think she could have done it. Or that she should have for that matter.

[torchstelechos]

If I think about the fact that Siffrin got hit by almost every member of the party Ill cry, no matter what happens Siffrin is always being hurt by their family and no one can do anything about it because Siffrin won't talk about it

[zyanova]

I was writing down my thoughts in a doc while watching Earthspark and I finally got around to screenshotting some of my favorite ones. As you can see, I was very sane and calm the entire time.

[1m0g3n09]

Batman has grabbed Harvey’s fat ass in a fight once and Vicki vale caught it on camera

[richie-is-rich]

Listening to rite here rite now absolution and all I hear is Los Angehleeez Tobias pls

[buckleydiazmp4]

have you guys seen that reddit post abt that guy who thought he was being homophobic when his roommate brought guys over but in truth he was just jealous and in love with him. do you think something like that will happen to eddie

[regulusrules]

One question only: WHY

[softquietsteadylove]

Just Gil causally cracking some bones because they dared to slap Thena

AU is free to choose :)

"Oh, come on."

Gil shared the sentiment. He pulled the truck over, already bracing himself for whatever trouble was about to take place. He was sure they were just drunk kids partying, but sometimes that was the worst kind of citation to give.

Thena walked ahead, as the White Wolf would. They were almost at the end of their perimeter check and on their way back home when they spotted the fire through the trees. It wasn't in a particularly big clearing, the fire was way too large for the wildfire regulations of the state. And every once in a while it would surge, and it was definitely because they were tossing liquor onto the flames for fun.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who the hell are you?!" Thena snarled right back at them. She walked into their little bonfire, happily knocking over an abandoned camping chair and a few bottles on her way. "Anyone want to tell me why you have a fire the height of a tool shed built in the middle of the damn woods?"

"Fuck off, Tomb Raider, it's open land, we can camp where we want."

Gil grimaced. So, this was going to go even worse than he expected. He attempted to inject some reason into the conversation. "Look, guys, the fire is way too big, it's a hazard. It's not a properly dug fire pit, or raised off the ground."

"Oh, sorry Sparky," another of the young men laughed at them. They weren't slurring their words but they were clearly far from sober. "I didn't realise the cops get called on people just trying to have a good time."

"We're not cops, guys, we're the fire department," he frowned, crossing his arms at them. "We don't care if you're walking around with booze or smoking anything. What we care about is you not setting the entire area on fire in the dry season."

"Oh yeah?" a particularly cocky, particularly mouthy one stood up from a log. He tossed his lit cigarette - at least, Gil thought it was a cigarette - on the ground (literally after he was just told to put it out properly!). He sauntered over to them, bottle of whiskey in hand. "If you're firefighters, doesn't that mean you're public servants? My tax dollars pay your fuckin' salary!"

"Our salary has nothing to do with your rich daddy," Thena snapped at him, pushing him back from Gil and into a position where it was harder to ignore her again.

"Hey, you're not allowed to touch me!"

"Oh, really?" she drawled, picking at his button up shirt - why would he wear that camping - and then his baseball cap and then just giving him a pat on the cheek. It was lighter than a slap but harder than something one would call affectionate. "Every single one of you needs to pack it up. If you're still here by the time we come back with the hose, you're getting sprayed."

"Won't that, like, kill us?"

"If only I could be so lucky," she rolled her eyes at them. She walked towards the other two, examining the scene. "We may not be cops, but you might not want to be caught with this amount of liquor. What if mummy and daddy discover what their precious little angels are up to?"

"We didn't-"

"Clean it up!" she snapped at them.

But they weren't high school kids, they were easily in college, maybe even graduated. And Gil didn't like the looks on their faces. He rolled his shoulders, drawing his posture up. "Seriously, guys, I don't want to have to come back and turn you over to actual cops."

The other two looked at their ring leader. Their complacency had limits, it seemed, but he didn't exactly tell them to stand up and fight his battle like little minions.

Thena walked past him again, and Gil had to admit he watched the guy closely. He didn't like the vibe any of them had, especially that one. He put his hands in his pockets, ready to get back in the truck.

"Hey, Snow White?"

"What did you-!"

Gil felt as if he'd heard a gunshot. The slap had a real crack to it, because the bastard hadn't held anything back. He looked happy about it, too--proud of himself. For...slapping a woman across the face.

He laughed as Thena stumbled back, blinking through the shock of it. "If you can touch me I don't see why I can't do the same. Don't say I'm not a feminist, because I'm not gonna go easy on you just for being pretty."

Thena recovered quickly, she moved her tongue around in her mouth and spit after probably nipping her tongue with her teeth from the impact. She glared at him. "And they say chivalry is dead."

"Come on, man."

"Yeah, let's just leave."

Gil ignored the other two. His only problem was this motherfucker. He walked over to him calmly. He had to be calm. His chest was burning but he controlled his breathing as he went over and picked the guy right up off the ground.

"What're-"

His little friends yelped as Gil slammed the guy down into the dirt. It was soft forest floor, he was fine; he couldn't be unconscious yet. Gil grasped his shirt again, lifting his head up before bouncing it off the ground like a ball.

"Hey," Gil leaned in, snapping his fingers in front of his dazed eyes. "Stay with me, Sleeping Beauty. Pay attention."

The guy just groaned, barely holding it together.

Gil picked him up again, adjusting him a few times until he could stand on his feet. "You think it's funny to slap a woman?"

The self proclaimed 'feminist' attempted to mumble something, but it was completely incoherent. It was honestly a total coin toss whether it was an apology or something that would just piss him off more.

Gil grabbed the front of his shirt again, making sure his head wasn't wobbling around when he spoke to him. "If I ever see you again, I'm gonna rip your little bobble head right off your scrawny shoulders."

Gil wound all the way back, landing an open palm slap that felt like it shook the trees. His little buddies were silent, unable to even freak out. Gil tested the kid's balance but he might have fainted from the slap. He shook him.

A few of the bones in his ear might have been damaged from that.

But Gil huffed. When his eyes opened again he let go of him. He stumbled and then fell over, trying to drag himself anywhere that might be safe.

"L-Listen, we're sorry, okay? We'll clean all this up!"

"We'll put out the fire! You'll never see us again!"

Weren't so complacent now, now were they? Gil rolled his eyes. He watched as they put an arm each over their shoulders to drag their positively incapacitated friend away.

"Anything else, buddy?" Gil leaned in for the final word from the man of the hour. His head was dangling and he was trying to mumble something again, although the side of his face was swelling rapidly. "Wassat? I can't hear you!"

"He said he's sorry!"

"Very sorry!"

Thena stepped aside as they rushed him away, she was assuming to the designated area for parking up the trail slightly. "Should we be letting them drive anywhere?"

"I'll call them an ambulance," Gil shrugged, pulling out they keys that had fallen out of their new friend's pocket when he was on the ground. He tossed them to her, "he's probably a little concussed."

She chuckled, examining the keychain, featuring their very expensive alma mater and the logo of the luxury car brand in question. "I'm not going to thank you for the knight in shining armour act. If you hadn't have knocked his lights out I might have given it a go."

"Sorry to deny you," he smiled halfheartedly. He knew that Thena wasn't the type to shy away from a fight, and that she wouldn't think it was helpful for him to lose it on a bunch of spoiled brats over it. But he scowled anyway.

She made a face as he just barely brushed the tips of his fingers over her cheek. "I'm fine."

"It's swollen," he corrected. He could still recall it perfectly, replaying it in a morbid and horrific way since the second it happened. The wind up, the glee on that asshole's face. The way Thena's silhouette against the fire was so much smaller than his.

She shrugged, testing the damage for herself with her own palm. "So I'll have a cold one when we get home. By tomorrow, it won't even matter."

By tomorrow she would have a bruise, and Gil wondered if this anger in him was really going to go away just like that. He wasn't usually the angry type, but he couldn't just let something like this slide.

"Thanks," she said more quietly, nudging his arm with the back of her hand. She slipped her hands into her pockets as she started in the direction of the truck. "I know you were just being sweet."

He sighed. If that was how she wanted to think of it, then he wouldn't stop her. But sure, what he thought was a completely natural response could be chivalry if she was used to living with wild animals.

Thena was already on the radio, ordering medical assistance to their location. Gil dragged his feet behind her until he could pull himself up into the truck cabin as well. "I suppose we should wait until we're sure those morons get picked up."

"I guess," Thena said lightly. And he knew damn well it was her way of saying they didn't have to rush home. If she was in pain, there was no way she was going to show it that easily. It simply wasn't her style.

"Y'know, if your boys hear about this they'd be just as pissed as I am," Gil muttered in his own defense. And smiled, because it did get a laugh out of her.

"My boys are just as bad as you are. But they would know better than to step in for me," she gave him a pointed look. He shrugged and attempted a cute smile. She rolled her eyes at him and settled into her seat more comfortably. "You fellas have too much sympathy in you. But a swift kick in the nuts always does the job for me."

Well, he could definitely agree that it was deserved, in this case.

[sincerely-sofie]

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

I'm curious!

Honestly? I can’t think of a single drawing that hasn’t gotten more engagement than I ever dreamed of on Tumblr. Many of my posts on Instagram were lucky to reach up to eight likes and comments collectively on a perfect day, and my posts on here that include art usually get around 30 notes at the lowest— and that’s just for the first 24 hours!

If I had to choose one, maybe that canvas full of brainstorming doodles of possible monster designs for a creature catcher I’d like to make someday? Ultimately, though, it’s not my best work and I tried to crank it out really fast— I think it did pretty well for what it is and the number of followers I had at the time of posting it. It also performed a lot better here than it did on Instagram! 17 likes is a lot more than 3, hehe.

Really though, I’m still flabbergasted that any piece I post on here gets more than twelve notes in a month before dying off entirely. The more time I spend here the more I realize Instagram is heck on earth for artists trying to get a business of the ground. You guys are angels 😭

[girlsdads]

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