#male emotions

[theexodvs]

Since I go to the bathroom standing up, if I’m talking to someone in depth about my fEElInGs, they better have a notebook or a clerical collar.

[csuitebitches]

should men show their emotions and be vulnerable in front of their girlfriend/wife ?

(Tw: suicide) yes. They absolutely should. Everyone should be able to show their vulnerable side to someone who deeply loves them in a healthy manner.

I actually love it when my partner shows any form of vulnerability because it’s so intimate to me. I know he can’t be that vulnerable in front of his parents and friends because of the expectations they have of him, but the fact that he feels safe and chooses to open up to me is heartwarming.

Majority of men who die by suicide choose to make that decision because of loneliness. It’s sad but it’s true that the male loneliness epidemic is very real. Every person regardless of gender should be able to tell their partner about their issues and feel safe doing so.

[cookiekissers]

can we please get a buring spice x fragile reader, like they want to help and fight/hunt but physical can't because they are that fragile, simply bumbing into another cookie could cause them to crack!

Do Not Go Gently

[Burning Spice Cookie x Fragile Reader]

I was inspired and tried something a little different with this so I hope you like it! and Burning Spice redemption anyone? B)

The life of a Wild Spice was fraught with constant struggle and danger. If you were weak, you would be ground into dust, either by one of the other tribes or by the Great Destroyer himself. And you happened to be one of the weaker spices.

Delicate and fragile by nature, your main ingredient was parsley. The harsh desert winds of your homeland often left your leaves and dough brittle. The stronger Wild Spices almost always belittled you and your small tribe as you barely etched out an existence. You weren't tough and built with natural armour, like the Pepper Pangolins, or strong like the Saffron Buffaloes. But if there was one thing you were, it was tenacious.

When the Great Destroyer returned, you feared that your inherent frailness only spelled ruin for you and your tribe, soon to join the scattered remains of your ancestors. Despite the risks, you boldly joined the other Wild Spice leaders and offered your loyalty and service to Burning Spice Cookie.

He had looked over you and laughed, calling you weak and pathetic. As you knelt there, showing your sincere devotion, you thought it was all over for you. Still, Burning Spice miraculously passed over you and left you be. The Great Destroyer was not known to spare those he thought weak, so you could only imagine that he saw something in you that you hadn't. Since that moment, you were inspired by the Great Destroyer, not out of fear but admiration. You knew he didn't care for you. With a sweep of his hand, he could wipe your existence from this earth in seconds. But still, you fought hard and trained harder until your dough was cracked and crumbling to show that you had a right to continue living. Burning Spice Cookie had spared you. Your life had to mean something to him.

The little thing kneeling at his feet was pathetic. A Cookie so fragile that their dough cracked at the mildest of strikes was not worthy to be in his presence. And yet, instead of hiding from his inevitable fury, here you were. Burning Spice had to admit, you had guts. He didn't want to waste his time crumbling you himself when he knew you wouldn't put up a good fight. It would be far more entertaining to watch you struggle, only for you to fall to your unavoidable fate.

And yet...

That moment never came. Regardless of how grievous your wounds or the crumbling of your dough, you threw yourself back into battle again and again. Unafraid of the death that awaited you. Burning Spice Cookie found himself almost... fascinated by you.

You were so fragile, doomed to fail. And yet... you fought to cling a little longer to your short, pathetic life.

It reminded him of a time long past.

One day, after Burning Spice had enough of the annoying thoughts of you buzzing around his head, he decided to pay your tribe a visit. All the inhabitants of your tribe weren't as tough as you, which was somewhat of a disappointment. They scurried into their homes, terrified of him, or fell to their knees, grovelling at his feet for mercy. But you... you remained standing, like a resolute warrior, poised as if death were coming to claim you. You were unafraid. You had accepted it, but that did not mean you would go without a grand fight.

He approached you, ignoring the rest of your tribe, and you bowed your head in respect to the Great Destroyer. You didn't bow as deeply as you used to, but Burning Spice let it slide.

You had changed. Your eyes held a solemn understanding, and your dough was now riddled with scars, honourable rewards of fighting to see another day.

Burning Spice Cookie watched you, realizing he had no words. Why had curiosity brought him here to see you? He couldn't come up with an answer. His previous excuse of being amused by your antics had faded into something... else.

You broke the silence and invited Burning Spice Cookie into your humble home, and he accepted. Your tribe was astonished at their leader, who stood fearlessly in front of the Great Destroyer, and he had not razed their village to the ground in retaliation.

"Well, this is a surprise." Burning Spice Cookie mused. It was still surprising to him. Destruction was the end of all things, whether by his hand or not. But you stood in the face of it and fought it. Refusing to meet it on its terms.

"That I'm still here?" You replied bluntly, an amused smile on your face. Burning Spice Cookie would usually have felt excitement upon discovering a Cookie like you - someone who could ignite his passion and provide a worthy challenge now that you had grown stronger against all odds. However, that’s not how he felt at this moment. It wasn't even boredom. Instead, he felt the same solemness reflected in your eyes.

Burning Spice Cookie asked you to be his right hand. The request came so suddenly that it left you momentarily stunned. All the strife and gruelling work you had endured had finally paid off in a way you never could have imagined.

"Yes, I would be honored, my lord. Thank you." You said, quickly bowing your head deeply in gratitude.

Burning Spice Cookie knew that your luck was going to eventually run out and your fragile dough would crumble, slipping through his fingers like the sands of time. Like with all things, it was inevitable, regardless of how hard you fought to cling to your pitiful life.

But he would be there when it happened, he would watch you. He would burn your rage into his mind as you descended into the endless night, fighting and spitting for just one more day.

Once you joined your ancestors, he would remember you. Always.

[lightningant]

While hashing out my Late-Borgin Tom design and demeanor I was thinking about horcrux timelines and when he'd made the locket

"Hm. The locket is the one Ron had homoerotic tension with right"

LOCK IN

I have no AU in mind i just like when loving couples are not matching each other's energy at all and think tom being patronizing towards his much younger agonizingly normal boyfriend who he is emotionally dependent on is really, really funny.

[beautyofattolia]

Your honor, I love him more than words can express.

[thegreatidk]

My biggest beef with the way Annabeth was written in the show is that I think Rick fell into his own trap. Like his whole thing with Annabeth is that just because someone doesn’t look smart doesn’t mean they aren’t. And while it’s about their literal looks for both the show and the book, book Annabeth also sometimes acted in ways that people wouldn’t stereotypically associate with “smart” because I think we’ve all be condition to think bbc sherlock no emotions genius is the only way to be smart. Book Annabeth acts super flustered around Luke because she's a kid and she has a crush on him, she's afraid of spiders, and wanted to see the arch just because she thought it was cool. In general book Annabeth is allowed to be sillier and have a wider range of emotions than show Annabeth without it detracting from the fact that Annabeth is smart. I find this whole "stoic genius" idea is often used to put down teenage girls for being dumb and superficial just because they show emotions and the only way to beat it is to be cold, calculating, and emotionless and most people just aren't like that.

[skyiedior]

the 'male loneliness epidemic' and 'friendzoning' - two phrases that scream 'men's problems require urgent attention, while everyone else's struggles are just background noise.' Newsflash: rejection and loneliness are universal human experiences, not exclusive to men. but when men face them, suddenly it's a catastrophic injustice that can only be rectified by granting them unchecked access to women's time, energy, and bodies. the entitlement is real.

let's set the record straight: women aren't responsible for your emotional well-being. we are not obligated to provide you with companionship, sex, or validation. the notion that we're somehow failing you by not fulfilling these expectations is not only absurd but also dangerously entitled. and if you feel like working on yourself to attract the right woman is too much work you should probably try men, it's okay to be gay.

[theexodvs]

"You need to acknowledge that women are sexual too!"

"So, can we chalk up some women's desire to see men emote, particularly through weeping, to dacryphilia?"

"No, not like that."

[critterishere]

I have been working on a demon x p3 dude au infodump,,, idk how long is gonna take so here’s some small doodles I’ve done in between writing!!👻👻👻👻 war and hate on planet old man yaoi🙏❤️🌈☀️🌷

[sydneighsays]

Jee and V getting along (optional)

I found this audio Instagram.

[ulteri0rm0tives]

Now.. I'm not doubting Johnny somewhat (?) loved Alt in his own convoluted and severely misguided ways but uh.. to call them soulmates? Did we uh.. did we not play the same game? Watch the same scenes? Because it's crazy y'all r saying that when we literally play as his actual soulmate

[vaesivlasta]

with everyone playing da:v ofc i gotta play cyberpunk 2077 as a true contrarian. So V sketches.

[hypertranced]

anyway vi and jinx mean the world to me and the way they became a secondary plot in their own damn show makes me so sad. "oH bUt ItS aN EnSeMbLe CaSt ThErEs No MaIn ChArAcTeRs" yeah that's bullshit. the show starts with them walking hand in hand. each episode starts with them facing each other on the record player. the story was meant to be about them and how their relationship affects the fate of the sister cities.

but in season 2 they threw that all away for a generic marvel esque "the whole gang fights to save the world" ending. they threw it all away for jinx to become a defanged less radical version of herself all because a child who was written like her fucking therapy dog was dropped onto her. threw it all away for them to force caitvi to happen in a toxic and unsatisfactory way, a way that took everything away from vi's identity and made her feel colonised.

vi and jinx were meant to be the core of the show but they got rid of that because of course they fucking would, these incapable writers were more focused on what they thought would satisfy general audiences and themselves over what would've actually made a progressive and interesting story.

[playfully-sadistic]

One thing about being a sadistic dom is that you'll never hear me say "Oh, baby, don't cry" to a sub, but you will see me grab myself through my pants and grin at you, if you start crying in front of me.

[dewwshi]

i liked the sparring scene from the start of siege of darkness a normal amount