#look what you're doing to our family

[dkettchen]

Brennan: in the mountains of Luxembourg

me, from Luxembourg: *gets jumpscared*

me: mf we ain't got mountains in Luxembourg

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

Yesterday my wife and I were discussing the abject nonsense that is the Designated Survivor tv show (I like trash because it's trash fuck off) and I was talking about like. The motivations and informatics of warfare tactics [some people are War Guys TM because they like nazis, I'm a War Guy TM because I think strategy is a fun way to occupy my brain when it's about a war that already ended] and wifey was just like "Yeah, obviously the Geneva Conventions are just a suggestion" to which I replied "as in all things, I remain unconventional" so now whenever she sees me around the house she points at me and goes "most likely to commit a war crime for fun and profit" AND I CAN'T EVEN ARGUE I DID THIS TO ME

[iniziare]

Tag drop: Aventurine.

[kakusu-shipping]

Question, just... in general.

Why do so many F/O Imagine Blogs with Proship DNI tag their clearly romantic imagines with "Familial F/O"? Do they mean this in an incest way or not?

[girlivealwaysbean]

just found out that instead of my mom my fucking shitass dad is coming home FOR A WEEK

[faaun]

oh my god ! haha . anyway a bit buzzed perhaps. anyway here's what happened on the date

[bywandandsword]

I still find it hilarious that it was me, quiet little unassuming me, who ended up being the family Bad Influence and the Troublemaker

15 year old me would be both impressed and horrified

[sheliesshattered]

10 minutes left before I turn a year older and what did I do?

I ordered myself a lightsaber. ah yiss

[azrail-has-a-vendetta]

mafia AU but the AU is that they were adopted/married into a mafia family and everyone is trying very hard to keep it a secret because the character is a literal ray of sunshine and the entire family is trying to protect them.

[fellhellion]

the way Miguel conceptualises the alternate self and Gabriella is sooooooooo ahdhdjfj god he’s so mentally ill and emotionally isolated. like, he views himself and the other Miguel as functionally synonymous (“I found a universe where I was happy”) and thus sees Gabriella as essentially as much his own daughter as she was to the man she actually knew.

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

Just as wordlessly, Randall took Emily's hand and squeezed it back, exchanging a tender smile with her when he did. He knew in his un-beating heart what she was thinking, what she was feeling, and his heart went out to her at such. It wasn't fair that she didn't have these sorts of fond memories to reflect on when it came to her own family, who by and large let the servants handle the child-rearing, particularly in Emily's formative years. It was not the childhood she deserved.

But similarly, Randall held his own tongue, not wanting to bring up the de Clair's-it wasn't his place, and now wasn't the time. The tension that had hung over his parents and uncles like a dark cloud was beginning to wane now, fortunately, chased away by Lon's infectious enthusiasm for his home, and Erika's sweet answers to the little questions her family asked her and her brother as they continued to explore the park, and he preferred it stay that way. It was nice, the whole family going on a walk like this...

"You wanna go on a ride with me, Uncle Cal?" Lon was asking, hanging off his great-uncle's arm; at this, Callahan laughed, saying, "Ah, Col and I would be delighted to go on a ride with you, lad!" It'd have to wait until the evening, of course, but he'd be more than happy to join his young nephew on one of these new-fangled thrill rides, something neither he nor his twin had ever been on before, but was intrigued to ride.

"But only if it's okay with your folks," he added, looking up to Randall and Emily, not wanting to overstep any parental boundaries. At this, Lon turned back to his parents with big eyes, asking, "Can I, can I?"

As he did so, bouncing up and down in anticipation, Erika shied away a little-noticing this, Josephine asked, "Not as enthusiastic as your brother about these sorts of rides?"

"Uh-uh," she confessed shyly with a shake of her head, at which her great-grandmother laughed gently, saying with a smile, "That's okay, neither is your granddaddy. Just looking at one of those big roller coasters with the loop makes him nervous!"

"Riding a glorified mine-cart is just not my idea of a good time," he shuddered with a chuckle, and Josephine smiled (the idea of going on such a ride thrilled her, but she knew it held no appeal to her husband), before suggesting, "Well, if it's alright with your parents, maybe we could split up: I'll go with your brother on one of the roller coasters, and maybe your granddaddy could go on one of the slower rides with you?"

"I'll go with you too, Erika," Wilhelm added-those sorts of rides didn't call to him the way it did his brothers, so he wouldn't mind taking it slow and easy with her, and he was sure Randall would be no different.

[here-there-were-dragons]

every time i think the "staff can do no wrong and any form of complaining or expressing literally anything other than "yaaay love it <3" with no further comments is bashing and literally evil we should never say anything that could even potentially be interpreted as mildly critical ever because ~some artist who worked hard on this is probably reading the forums and might feel bad if we ever express anything but praise~ also we must be constantly positive at all times unless we're passive-aggressively shaming someone for having an extremely polite and apologetically worded criticism and if you ask the staff for literally anything you had better be prepared to preface it with 3 paragraphs of apologizing for breathing air" attitude is bad on tumblr, i take one look at the forums, and holy fucking hell is it SO much worse on site

[the-ash-holio]

When your boss makes you, A WOMAN, type up a piece of marketing material that says, AND I QUOTE:

"We cover stories that are designed to appeal to the ladies of the households. They look after the family and set the social calendar for the couple, and they are involved with about everything that has to do with the home.

I'm going to be physically fucking ill. What year is it?

[phantomrose96]

With the Reddit 3rd party app crackdown and the ongoing horseshit Elon Musk is pulling with "X", I realize a lot of people here might be pretty new. So I put together a quick and easy guide for using Tumblr for anyone new who might need it.

Tumblr was made by David Karp and we call him Daddy around these parts (^///^)

You are not safe from fandom-gif attacks ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Speaking of fandoms, the tumblr fandoms are always ready to grab their [object] and go to war against the Beliebers ╰(*°▽°*)╯

The only safe refuge from fandom tumblr is with hipster tumblr. If you can get a cool alt-girl to take you under her wing, you might be safe... for now (●'◡'●)

You will watch the first episode of Supernatural... and then you're part of the Winchester family. (Or if you skip right to season 4, we don't blame you. It's where Destiel starts (*/ω＼*))

This is not a glomp-free zone ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆

Use missing e. It's the only way to make Tumblr useable on Internet Explorer (this is the most popular browser and you're probably using it right now) :-D

Our only adult-supervision is John Green... and even then does that REALLY count as supervision? DFTBA! φ(゜▽゜*)♪

Just this once, everyone lives. It's bigger on the inside. Elementary, my dear Watson.

If you see Misha Collins staring at you, the polite response is "Saving people, hunting things, the family business." O.O

I might lose followers for this, but this blog supports gay rights, and yours should too (14 gifs of Sherlock and The Hobbit)

Tumblr will teach you more about the world than you'll ever learn in school. ○( ＾皿＾)っ

Tread carefully... we have teh yaoiz O.o. Oh you don't know what that means? Well let's just say... it's full of lemons here.

If you see Hannibal Lector in a flower crown, tell him it looks very nice. His boyfriend Will Graham made it for him. (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Do not enter the dog park. The dog park will not harm you.

[lizzy-bonnet]

Working in the yarn shop on Sundays, I have a group of regulars who come in specifically then for my advice on their knitting projects and over the years I've gotten to know a lot about them - their ailments and their spouses and their children and their careers and their mothers are all things they find themselves telling me about over the course of trying to bring forth a knitted piece. Most of them are women, most of them are over 50, and most of them have been through a lot and are trying to reclaim something for themselves through the act of creation. A while back, one of these older women opened up to me about how when she first came to this country it was just her and her daughter and they were so happy until her husband joined them, when he promptly began making her miserable. Now, decades later, all her children live far away, she spends all her time taking the husband to dialysis, her sciatic is bad and she may need heart surgery (who will take care of her, I find myself wondering), and she comes to see me once a month or so to talk about a new project and tells me it is the only thing she does for herself.

Today she came in with a smile on her face and delightedly introduced me to her son, who will soon move closer to home with his family. Then she says, as if commenting on the weather, that on Friday her husband died, and tomorrow they will hold the funeral. For a second I had tonal whiplash from the conversation and then I realized, oh, you're unburdened now. Like the relief in her face and her body were palpable. The son shows a picture of a cardigan to me and asks if it can be knitted, and we pick out yarn and a pattern. She's so excited to make it for him. She beams when she looks at him; he is tall and handsome and polite, and wants to wear something she made for him. She is proud of this man she raised.

It just made me think of the many, many women who come from cultures where leaving a crappy spouse isn't an option so they shuttle along doing their best and trying to find some beauty and joy in whatever way they can. Kids may not visit often because their spouse isn't welcoming or there is bad blood, so they are lonely. I remind her, we have our social group. She hasn't come to it much before because she is always taking him to dialysis, but now she says she will come often and meet the other women. Many of them are like her, but in the craft they find companionship that has been absent for so much of their lives. I hope there will be renewal for this dear lady and that she can learn more about herself and what brings her joy.

[girlivealwaysbean]

dni.