#man of culture

[usagi-best-boy]

My name is Yuji Itadori! I'm into girls like Jennifer Lawrence! Nice to meet you!

Jujutsu Kaisen

[charlierejouis]

Quick Notes: Chapter 284

Let's go!

It's good to see these war-time maps.

I'm glad we're all in agreement on the Heart of the Chronophage probably being Future Rebecca.

"I'm going to make sure you behave." Ayy!

We better not get a beam struggle between the ships.

People noted that losing Mother results in the death of robots as well. I don't remember if that's the case, but it's not like things will work out for Void either way.

"I know what it's like to be a parent who failed to raise his kid properly." Ziggy has come to the realization that he's a shonen action manga father figure.

Experience beating youth? Tale as old as time. Too bad Void doesn't control that anymore.

See you!

[trickstersmagic]

shout-out to this man of culture with this correct take.

[forgottenbones]

Trying to Tell Myself I'm Cultured by Listening to Radio 3 in the Car But Then This Happens

[jonnylovers-in-neverland]

Jon at the Picasso Museum in Barcelona | 30.05.2023 | [x]

[playwithmydarkestdemons]

[uzumakisavior]

My Suguru Headcannon

Headcannon: Geto Suguru's favorite novel after his defection was "The Things They Carried" by Tom O'Brien. It's a great, traumatic, angsty, and impactful read about the experiences of the Vietnam War. The theme being the burdens soldiers carry when facing death. His second favorite is "A Doll's House" by Henrik Ibsen. A play about a married woman who pushes back against her role as a wife and mother while pretending to comply.

He claims that Nanami reminds him of "Death of a Salesman" by Arthur Miller.

He's also read other classics such as "Our Town" by Thorton Wilder.

[aquareegia]

my new job advisor complimented my shirt today, lol

[noodlehairhooman]

my man

Tay Tawan calls for marriage equality in Thailand:

[ayzscream]

[tippenfunkaport]

there is something so darkly comical about tumblr potentially outliving twitter

tumblr, which is held together with duct tape and madness, run by three raccoons in blood stained Yahoo! hats and a handful of crabs, its only discernible source of income the sale of shoelaces from an inside joke so inside no one knows the original source anymore and fake blue checkmarks... that website still lives on

truly the cockroach of social media and I love it for that

[egophiliac]

everyone out of the way, this is the only thing I'm going to be thinking about from now on.

(okay, there is one more thing)

[generatedblacklove]

[aijzeni]

I FINALLY got one of the new Street Fighter Figures by jadatoys and the first one I got is Chun-Li, this figure is of the chain. A couple of Qc issue on mines. But it’s not stopping me from having fun posing it. Review out now in my YouTube channel in @Aijzeni

[oceantornadoo]

gn reader, tw: body and food talk, ghost isn’t super nice to himself but you’re nice enough for the both of you

“where’s the rest of your food?” you nodded to ghost’s plate, laden with one chicken breast and a couple of vegetables from the mess hall. he stopped short in the hallway, trying to control his blush even though he was wearing his usual balaclava. you looked at him curiously. he got lost in the warmth of your eyes that showed genuine concern about his food, scrutinizing his plate.

“‘m on a cut.” he grumbled, gravelly voice at odds with his thoughts. you looked down and fuck, he had gotten it all wrong. he had been too gruff, like a fumbling kid talking to his crush on the playground. you tilted your head back quickly, now armed with a cheeky grin, and he almost let out a breath of relief at the sight. stupid simon, he’d almost messed it up, but you always gave him unending grace. “why? i like you big.” you started walking, nudging his shoulder in a silent goodbye. he was rooted in place, his legs like concrete as he replayed your words. you liked him big.

“thought you were on a cut, l.t.?” soap asked the next day, in line with ghost who was currently loading up on carbs and protein. “little birdie told me they liked me big.” he meant to say it in a whisper, but somehow you heard. at the front of the line, you whipped your head around fast, sending a secret smile just for him. fuck it was worth it, even if he felt too large for the room sometimes. simon would never cut again if he could see that smile. you ducked your head, suddenly shy. you couldn’t believe your l.t. took your words to heart that much. maybe there was something more in all those glances he gave you when he thought you weren’t looking.