#it's not your job to rescue them

[decadentdeviation]

Any time there's a consensus between girls that a particular man sucks and is a creep, there's always got to be some idiot who ignores them and gives that guy a chance.

[yuwuta]

Your thing about katsuki losing his shit when u don’t answer his calls is hilarious to me bc he definitely would and since that’s just roommates that implies that when you’re actually like together he’d be so much worse (And eren does this too I can’t help but bring him up)

he takes it so so seriously it’s comical. ever since katsuki started at ua, he’s acted like he’s your government assigned bodyguard, too. and through all the attacks and shit that happened while he was in school, he really doesn’t take any chances, so he needs you to pick up the damn phone when he calls. you guys only became roommates because he was one missed call away from having a heart attack, please he does not play around when it comes to you. showing up to your place of employment at 2pm in full hero gear and dirt on his face because he called you thrice between 11am and 1:32pm and texted twice and you still didn’t answer so he’s coming to check up on you himself.

missing a call from him while you’re on way home from work bc you were underground on the subway, and not even realizing until you open the door and there’s katsuki standing in the entryway with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face and looks to your phone sticking out of your bag, taps on it, and dramatically goes “oh, so it does work!” to which you roll your eyes, and earn a poke to the nose and katsuki grumbling, “answer when i call, dummy,”’ before going back to the kitchen to finish dinner. he’s such a brat about it (and the only reason he didn’t go collect you from the train station out of panic is because you two have each other’s locations now—in an effort to stop dynamight from interrupting your work meetings).

when you two finally start dating, honestly it calms a bit. naturally, you’re spending more time together, and less virtual communication is needed. his panic really only sets in when there’s an attack or a villain on the run. he calls you before and after missions—sometimes he calls during them, he’s got to make sure that you’re okay, that you’re safe, that he can come back to you when it’s all said and done. all his friends say he’s whipped but katsuki really couldn’t care less, he needs you to be there. and let the record show, that when you call him first, he always comes running

[luciolefire]

a quiet reminder that telling people to commit suicide is never okay for any reason

if someone on the internet is posting shit you don't like, you block them and move on. (with obvious exceptions for, like, grooming or doxxing real people. that's a different situation with different consequences.)

repeated callout posts, anonymous hate asks, reposting their art just to talk about how much you hate it.... this is ridiculous. spend your time on something more productive than yelling at an online stranger. if anything, you're only encouraging them.

[marinerainbow]

Has it ever been confirmed that Bayonetta has met Enzo's family? Because ngl, I would love it if Bayonetta and Mrs. Enzo were friends.

Can you imagine it?? Enzo has all these issues with Bayo and is getting caught up in her and Jeannes' constant fight with Paradiso. Meanwhile, his wife absolutely loves his new mysterious boss, who is the perfect combination of classy and sassy. Literally the best woman to be friends with.

Idk. I know most likely that they haven't met, but I just really like this idea.

(It's probably best to add; I'm only just replacing Bayonetta 2 recently after years, and I haven't played the third game, so I probably am missing quite a few details 😅)

[front-facing-pokemon]

[kelpiemomma]

friends i am begging you, if you want to get a dog and have never had one before, DO YOUR RESEARCH ON BREEDS.

i was working with a lady the other day who was telling me she wanted a puppy and had never had one before, so she went and adopted a 7 month old husky/border collie mix from the shelter after being denied at [pet store] for working too many hours. i'm pretty sure she got this dog because it has complete heterochromia and is a very tidy black and white, like a standard border collie.

please. do NOT do this. look into what dog breed will BEST fit your lifestyle. if you work long hours, do NOT get a working dog breed. maybe even don't get a dog. maybe get a less affectionate cat. i do not give a single FUCK if the dog is pretty. do both yourself and the dog a favor and get the dog that fits your life!!! do not get a working dog and stick it in an apartment or house and wonder why it's eating your furniture and destroying your house!!!

[rabbithaver]

You've made me love rabbits more than I did before, they're so fluffles

little did you know that was my mission the whole time

[bluebellplayinggames]

i met hades last night and i almost started crying

[whsprings]

I either gotta set some boundaries (unlikely) or gtfo of here. I don't want to hear about how you're exercising or how scary eating out is or see fresh sh or

[c-119]

Catalinas Pt. 3 - featuring: Little Fellas

[tj-crochets]

Hey y’all! I know I haven’t been crafting or posting much these last few days, but I have once again been caught in health insurance hell. I went to my doctor’s office in person to warn her paperwork was coming that I absolutely needed her to fill out, and I got the notification from my insurance today that she did not do that! So she is no longer my doctor. I set up an appointment at a new doctor in a few weeks, but I got upset enough about it all that I triggered an allergic reaction* and have to take a daytime benadryl, which means I will probably not be crafting today either *technically, it’s probably a mast cell degranulation thing, not an IgE mediated allergy, but the end result is that I can have allergic reactions to my own stress. These allergic reactions start as migraines, which you may notice do not help with stress levels. The good news is chewable benadryl take effect very quickly

[asleepinawell]

had a dream that someone in a ffxiv raid told me to be an “anti-healer” which has just fed my craving for a necromancer healing job

abilities might include:

gauge fills as teammates take damage (true goth symbiosis with black mages)

pet can be summoned (zombie or skeleton or something). pet health can either be siphoned to a teammate (think faerie tether sort of idea), or pet melee attacks fill gauge

pet can be exploded for an aoe damage burst which fills gauge a chunk (emergency gauge fill for heals...sch has a similar thing with dismissing faerie). so the summon doesn’t have a time limit, but the pet can be sacrificed either by running out of health from siphoning or being exploded. there’s a cd for resummoning that starts at pet death

gauge is essentially ‘life energy’ that can be used for heals much like other healer gauges. maybe some extra benefit that fits aesthetically with necromancer

some large amount of gauge resource (maybe full bar?) allows for an instant rez of a teammate (basically free instant second rez when sc is on cd but at the cost of the instant heals from gauge)

i tried to think of a cool bonus for a teammate dying but i think that would just encourage the healers to let people die so that’s a no

lb3 summons a huge zombie or revenant type thing that blows up or turns into a hundred shades or something. it’s awesome and no one cans see anything on their screen for the duration. goth verblind

[hebakh11]

I am Hiba Khader, a mother of three children, now living with my sons in Gaza.

You know the situation in Gaza, for more than a year we suffer every minute we live.

I had a beautiful life, but the war destroyed everything, destroyed my dreams, I lost my job, my whole house was turned into rubble and our car became a wreck.

I suffered the horrors of war every day in Gaza, we were struck by fear, terror, cold, and severe hunger, and my children were afflicted with diseases due to epidemics.

Food is very expensive, and if we find it, we do not have the money to buy it, and the same applies to medicine.

I sleep at night crying because my children go to bed hungry and I cannot feed them.

I search every day for a piece of bread for my children so that we can stay alive, and I rarely get help.

I live in a poor tent made of cloth that does not protect from the heat of the sun during the day, the cold of the night, or the rain of winter.

I move and flee from one place to another to escape danger, but danger is everywhere.

I wish this war would end while we are alive so we can live in safety and have a home where we can forget the painful suffering of war and bring a smile back to my children's faces and create for them a life they deserve. Please 🙏 help us survive so we can live a better life ❤️.

[renarots]

The ability to evacuate is a privilege and I’m sick of people applying Florida logic to the Appalachians right now. Yes it is horrible for those who couldn’t in Florida but the people in the Appalachian’s had no warning. People still have “dial up” there, 55.9% of the population is under the poverty line. “I’ve been seeing warnings for a week” no you haven’t the warnings were for Florida and Georgia, even then it wasn’t supposed to hit the apps like this at most flooding but they would recover. When hurricane helene took that turn it was too late to even warn others before dams broke. The infrastructure is not meant to take this beating especially given the storm they had the week before causing all of the waterways to be full already. Towns are wiped out, towns that relied on tourism and coal mining to bring in revenue are gone. My great aunt and uncle lived in a trailer off a plot of land and were so happy they finally got a clean running water system hooked up two years ago. They have one tiny little old android that they have to travel about an hour in town to use so they can call us up. They lived off a fixed income because any sort of job was two hours away at least and they’re getting older they can’t just travel that much anymore. My great uncle can’t walk without his cane and my great aunt is getting there too. They always joked about taking me home with them and I would always say when I got older they would come live with me because I knew how rough it was for them but they couldn’t just leave. I haven’t been able to contact them in over 48 hours and the highways leading out after the one hour evacuation notice was given was shut down. Most places are air rescues only because there is no other way for them to be rescued. To add on as well that they deployed FEMA in many of the places affected but yet there is barely any coverage and radio silence from our government. No national guards are here to rescue them they are left to fend for themselves. People are drowning, being electrocuted, some didn’t even stand a chance. These are human beings who have been prayed on for generations the least you can do is show some fucking sympathy. I don’t care what you have to say family’s are being devastated. I wouldn’t wish anything like this to happen to anyone so if you find yourself in your bed at night I hope you know that out there, there are families who are grieving all they have lost and you are cozy at home with running water, electricity and a warm bed and you feel an ounce of guilt for even thinking that.

A link to ways that you can help. Keep Appalachia in your minds do not look away.

[jellyfilledmattress]

People put WAY too much emphasis on the "no-kill" label without realizing it's not really a regulated or tracked thing. "no-kill" literally just means - and again, this is pretty loose - that the organization has a 90% or higher Live Outcome Rate. Live Outcome Rate means that animals leave the responsibility of the organization alive, whether that be through adoption, transfer to another facility, reclaimed by owner, or some other means.

Many municipal shelters, because they are government funded and taking your taxes and therefore are a service to the community, are taking owner surrenders regardless of that animal's welfare, behavior, or looks. That means they get A LOT of animals turned away from rescues who are breed specific, or have stipulations about behavior, or don't have the ability to take on that animal right away. They have an overwhelming number of intakes; and oftentimes run out of kennel room fast.

They don't have 90% or higher Live Outcome Rate because there's too many animals they're taking in (because other rescues can be choosy) and they have to make humane decisions for the sake of animal care. They don't get adoptions like they should because people want to rescue from a no-kill, which only contributes to their problem. None of the municipal shelter employees I have ever worked with want to see animals suffer and die. They are just overworked, underappreciated, and completely exhausted from having such a compassionate job with little to no good outcomes. The only options they have besides euthanasia are to reach out to the community to adopt or beg rescues with space. They don't have any control over any of that.

What you're saying is 100% correct. Refusing to adopt from your local municipal shelter because it doesn't have a "no-kill" status (again, a loose term that doesn't really mean anything) is not actually helping animals in the long-run. What does help is adopting from any shelter regardless of their "kill" status, and making sure where you are adopting from is responsible with the animals they're sending out into your community.

If you only support “no kill” rescues while actively bashing and refusing to support your local municipal shelters, you’re not actually saving any animals. In fact, you’re doing the exact opposite. Rescues can turn animals away. Municipal shelters can’t. If you give those shelters more support and more funding, they have more resources to keep more animals alive and well long enough to find them homes OR to connect with a local rescue that has space for them (yes, there’s a not insignificant chance that the rescues you’re praising as superior to the shelter system got some, if not most, of their animals from that shelter system). If you villainize them and actively try to take away their funding and support, they have fewer resources and are more likely to have to euthanize perfectly healthy animals for space.

I also personally trust the municipal shelters more most the time, because I know they usually err on the side of caution with sick or dangerous animals, while rescues have a tendency to straight up lie to people and put them in potentially dangerous situations. Rescues are also not well regulated, so we have a number of growing problems, including: “retail rescue”, where they “rescue” animals from mills and “adopt” them out at profitable prices; RABIES OUTBREAKS, directly related to “rescuing” dogs from mills in high-risk places; dogs being kept in kennels for too long, making them completely unadoptable, and dooming them to spend their entire lives in those kennels, because the rescues refuse to euthanize; rescues that are just fronts for animal hoarding.

[hanasnx]

“ I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN’ YOU ” — logan howlett.

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ WARNINGS: fem reader ノ age gap ノ established relationship ノ size difference ノ suggestive content ノ sexual content: naughty daydreams about pussy eating, nipple play, and groping; masturbation; voyeurism.

“I’m gonna take care of you.” Those six words—six—have defined your relationship with your husband, LOGAN HOWLETT. There’s a great protector in him, this compulsion to mentor and house within him that stretches far beyond his own needs. You fall within that range, and as soon as you met him you latched onto him. It didn’t take long at all before your imprint was reciprocated. Now he thinks of you first in everything he does.

He may not always look it, but you’re a factor in all his decisions. Settling down, nabbing a good job—one that didn’t ask for his background—was all to put you up in a house in the mountains. Far away from civilization, an ivory tower made up of wood he cut himself, surrounded by acres of nature. He’s always thought of himself a hair on the wild side, somehow you tame that down. It’s good, he tells himself, you and him.

It’s a partnership, and all he wants out of you is your safety. He likes you where he can keep an eye on you, make sure you stay out of trouble, make sure you’re comfortable.

You wish you could explain just why he thinks he has to protect you, why he married you, why he pays all the bills and expects nothing in return. You wish you could explain just why this relationship comprises all facets of a real marriage except for intimacy.

Logan won’t touch you. You’ll eat off each other’s utensils, fall asleep on his chest on the couch watching a movie—hell, he’ll reluctantly incline in your direction with a roll of his eyes to let you peck his cheek good-bye when he leaves for work. Yet, he won’t even kiss you. Even before he married you, there wasn’t so much as a grope or a stray look.

There’s home in Logan. You live to please him. You’ll cook him whatever he wants, keep the house he built for you clean as a whistle, you’ll spend all your free time with him, grab him his nightly beer and light his cigar so he stays content—but you’ve never even seen him naked. You doubt you ever will. Regardless, you stay, you can’t imagine leaving this life, leaving him.

It’s defied your expectations the fairy-tales of your childhood gave you. Your knight in shining armor rescued you, yet refuses to plant even true love’s kiss. When you’d matured, you’d fantasized about an insatiable husband that found you so irresistible he couldn’t keep his hands off you. Logan’s never looked at you that way, even though he calls you his wife without hesitation, married you without a second thought.

“Is it because I’m younger than you? I’m only in my early twenties. That’s not a big deal!” you’ve reasoned with him, but he still treats you like you’re naive. He must want passion, you’re sure of that. Why else are you young and beautiful if not to take advantage of it while you still can? Just once you’d like to see him yearn for you, to show lack of restraint, to come home one day so hungry for you that you don’t make it out of the kitchen.

Those claws… those deadly metal claws… you wish he’d use them in fantastical and deviant ways. Just one would glide through your nighty like sheet paper, bareing you to your husband—a sight for him only. You lie awake next to him at night, envisioning raunchy dreams of him proudly boasting the size difference between you two, demonstrating his sheer raw strength by overpowering you and taking what he wants from you. You’ve run your fingers delicately over his lips and the rough pad of his shaved chin, but you can’t imagine just how good it’d feel against your tit, swirling his hot tongue around your perked nipple while his callused digits pinch the other. You can pretend his head is ducking between your thighs, the sensation of his soft hair tickling your skin and tangling in your fingers as his masculine jaw scratches the fragile tissue of your pussy. As starved as you are, even discomfort like that is enough to make you moan into your palm, only to check over your shoulder to make sure you still hear your husband’s snoring.

You steel yourself at the noise, the low rumbling of his sleep cautions you to stay quiet but to proceed nonetheless. Your hand creeps down your neck, your chest, your stomach… You really should leave the room, but you’d risk waking him up for real at the sound of the door. Instead, you fuck yourself yet again, the soft rocking of the mattress as you hump your own hand filling the ears of your kindhearted husband—who’s been awake this whole time.