#maybe i should just stop

[addictt-with-a-pen]

when will it be my turn to get the love that I give?

[cistematicchaos]

lol i think i’m just destined to be fucked over. my sister straight up told me she doesn’t believe my brother is being transphobic or ableist/ect, and told me any issues i’m having with my mom are “drama” that we need to work out ourselves and she has no opinion. 

i legit told her his bigotry and general assholery was severely affecting my depression and pain issues and that my mom’s been trying to convince me it’s not my brother, it’s just my meds and my over “sensitivity” and my sister just told me whatever my brother DOES believe, that’s not my mom’s business or job to handle and while my sister supports all of us(inCLUDING my mom and brother) but she can’t accept what i’m telling her because she hasn’t seen any of it happen. 

yknow. i didn’t expect much from her. i really didn’t. but somehow, like always, i guess i was still expecting too much.

but. i mean. maybe i just imagined my brother defending elon musk’s “jokes”, or saying how the babylon bee is hilarious, or joking about how we can’t say “woman” or “feminine” anymore without getting cancelled. maybe i just deluded myself into believing he likes to mention how stupid gender “political correctness” is or how he got pissed at my sister for telling him his video game friends were transphobes bc it “didn’t matter.”

maybe my mom is GREAT. maybe my entire FAMILY is great! maybe i’m just really, really fucking sensitive and a dumb-ass and maybe i should’ve LISTENED to my brain when it said no one would ever believe me if i told ANYONE any of the problems i have. maybe i should stop fucking trying like an idiot to get people to understand me when i already know there’s no point. 

[nerdycolorcupcake]

Dsmp is over, The owl house is over, SU is over, hell maybe i should be over too /j

[hotdogmchiggin]

I guess DARE wasn’t a thing in Goron City

[dukeofthomas]

Here's my controversial opinion; if you're trying to write Bruce as a non-abusive, good parent, you should also write him respecting his kids' privacy, boundaries, and not stalking&surveying them.

[captainmalewriter]

I think you're obsessed with pecs.

And you're NOT??? 😟

Pecs have always been my favorite part of the male body. Honestly, I believe it's practically a universal thing to enjoy a nice pair of tits of your preferred gender and anyone that says otherwise is probably lying.

Like, c'mon, if I had a rack of thick, hairy honkers I'd be admiring/manhandling them nonstop. It's literally a stress ball right on the chest!

Even if not my own, I'm always beyond grateful to have an opportunity to caress and worship an awesome pair of pecs!!

And when I say worship, I mean worship like I am a fucking whore for a man's chest, I could literally spend a full 24 hours just doing this:

And one of the best part about pecs is that you don't need to touch to appreciate them. You can see them sweater puppies in action when a man is running, dancing, driving, practically anything!!

Honestly? I love pecs of all kinds of sizes, colors, hairiness, thickness, etc etc etc. If it's a man's chest, I'm already in love. Pecs are pecs in my book!

Although I will admit, there is one particular aspect to pecs that I can simply NEVER get enough of... Can you guess what it is?

P-E-C. B-O-U-N-C-E.

PEC BOUNCE!!

I just can't get enough of it! It's like food for my soul at this point haha.

So anon, have I convinced you? C'mon, come join the dark side, we got nice pecs here. Soon enough, you'll become obsessed too! All you'll think about is pecs! In fact, I bet it's already working.

You need to touch them... you need to grow your own... you need to bounce them... Pecs, pecs, pecs...

Anyways, I'll stop rambling now lmfao if you're a man with a chest, give your pecs a good squeeze for me ok? Please? You have a SEXY pair of pecs and they need love too! If you can, give them a little bounce too! It's good for you ;)

[chrisrin]

HE'S GONNA STEAL--NOT JUST YOUR HEART--BUT EVERYTHING YOU OWN AS WELL!!!

[skrunksthatwunk]

non-comprehensive haruhi autism creature comp

i mean just look at him she's literally

[justpassingbyoursht]

I've seen some people say some character art downgraded from 1 to 2 and while i agree about some poses not being as dynamic and some of the art being unfinished (early access tho) and the colors not being as dope, and some of the gods feel different

but i wanna specifically ramble about Artemis best gurl for a bit

this is my girlie in Hades 1

I've been thinking about the differences from 1 to 2, and I think in here, she's presenting herself as the Goddess of Hunting.

she looks a bit menacing, she looks sharp, she looks like she just got here, the angle she's looking at you it's not very direct it's like she's measuring you from head-to-toe kinda way, she also has that greenish light which feels kinda like an aura. she's down to business!

and when we look at her in Hades 2

She looks confident still, and you can see her weapons just as clearly, but her pose, and her smile? she's like, laid back, she's not quite posing to create an impression, she doesn't have that greenish aura, she's there in the flesh, she's not really presenting as a goddess in particular... she looks more welcoming, a bit softer looking... she looks like she's just stopped for a chat, while in 1 it's like she's in the middle of something

and when you stop to think about it? she is. she is just chatting with her friend. Melinoe is her friend, she called her Sister.

We're much more closer to her as Melinoe than we were as Zagreus. bc while she does become friends with him in H1, she's more of a long distance friend. we were building our bond with her in H1.

But here? in H2? she's known Mel for years... she kept it a secret from other gods... she's got those accessories thingies with the 4 colors. not only are we close friends we even got a friend bracelet thing going on with her!! Melinoe is a precious friend to her from what i've seen so far.

Why would she pose and be a bit distant with her friend? we know Artemis is a bit closed off from people, she prefers being in the woods with the animals than other gods i recall her saying that to Zag, but Mel? Mel is a dear friend, she sounds much more casual from the get go with her than with Zag because we have a strong bond with her already

In Hades 1 we just got to know her, so she's more closed off, she is more business like, she is distant, she is The Goddess of Hunting

In Hades 2 she is our friend 💖

that. is the difference

[seagull-scribbles]

All of my Out of Touch Turts-day for easy comparison 💕

Which one is your favourite?

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[emptyjunior]

And what if I said I don't like that male teacher Porter is obsessed with that teen girl and keeps meeting her alone in places like his office

[whilomm]

oh okay heres one:

"sleepaway camp"= you go there for at least a few days, a week, sometimes several weeks, and sleep there, as opposed to a """camp""" where you go for the day and your parents or whoever picks you up afterward (those arent really camps, but like. idk when i went to "space camp" it was a weeklong but not sleepaway). in the U.S. at least, the typical image of a sleepaway camp involves staying in cabins, dunno how common it is/what it looks like in other countries.

for the first few i just mean like. not necessarily a stealth church camp, just like. idk, a camp where theres also an Assumption Of Christianity and just general vibes without being actually church camp. So, there might not be daily services and jesusy dedicatwd activities, but maybe theres still a prayer said over meals and shit. Which i assume might exist...

(oh and @reblogforsamplesize if u wanna)

[seiwas]

₊˚⊹｡ do you believe in love? | gojo satoru

wc: 808

summary: you’re both 23 when you first ask gojo about love.

contains: written with f!reader in mind but no pronouns are mentioned, a bit of sad, there is a swear, kind of a will-they-won’t-they, alludes to some of gojo’s possible internal struggles, might feel a bit ooc? but i like to think gojo does have serious conversations once in a while 

a/n: the kind of gojo i envision in this is inspired by all the teen dad/dad gojo fics that i’ve ever read, most notably 'teen dad gojo' by @seravphs and 'keeping up with the fushiguros' by @/augustinewrites. this isn’t an addition to any of their works, but the way they write and characterise gojo has shaped the way i understand him (and ultimately how i write him) in these little blurbs of mine :’) please do check their works out if you have the time, it’s some of my favourites!! :’)

collection masterlist: conversations on love you are here -> 02. tell me about love (show me how)

“Do you believe in love?” 

You don’t think he hears you at first, but that’s impossible; the night is quiet, with only you and Gojo sitting by the steps of the dormitory entrance. His dangly long legs brush against yours, lingering barely. 

Since Suguru’s defection, Gojo’s gotten a lot more contemplative. He hides it a lot, especially with Megumi and Tsumiki around, but there are times that you catch him spacing out. There’s a far away look on his face and his demeanor completely shifts, rambunctiousness fading into something more restrained, if only in that moment. 

Other times, you’re let into that space with him, like now. 

“I do.” he replies, uncharacteristically succinct. He doesn’t even look at you when he says it. 

You weren’t expecting it, to be honest. With everything that’s happened to him so far, you were ready for a flat out cynical ‘no’. But—

“But,” he continues, “not for me.” 

There’s the ‘but’. 

He turns to look at you, eyes covered by the bandages he’s been opting for more recently. You’ve known Gojo since you were both 15, and somehow, you’ve gotten good at guessing what he’s always hiding. 

“You wanna tell me why?” you nudge. You figure this is good for him—or at least you hope it is. 

Getting Gojo to actually sit and have a real conversation with you has been increasingly difficult since Suguru disappeared. Taking in the Fushiguros, then the higher ups assigning him missions back-to-back-to-back—it’s been a lot. And you worry about him, if he’s even been able to sit down and process everything, if he’s even given himself the chance to feel for once. 

“Not really,” he shrugs, turning back to the garden in front of you. There isn’t much to discuss, it either fits in his life or doesn’t. When he’s meant for a purpose much larger than himself, small wants remain at just that: small, negligible. 

You huff, unable to hide your disappointment, “Okay.” 

But, you respect him and what he wants (or does not want) to say. 

As you stare out with him, Gojo eyes you from the side, the pout on your lips a teenage souvenir you still carry now at 23. He breaks into a small smile, the corners of his lips curving up slightly, fondly. 

“It’s just not meant for me, that’s all.” 

He doesn’t look at you when he says that, too. 

You slowly avert your gaze from the grass in front of you, focusing on him instead. His smile is still there, although it feels resigned, like he’s accepted this long ago. 

Gojo has never been meant to handle something so delicate and fragile—his divinity keeps him untouchable from such pure things. 

Still, you want to tell him that that’s not true. That you think love is meant for everyone, even in this fucked up, cursed world—especially in this fucked up, cursed world. 

You want to tell him that love is meant for him too. 

“Do you wish it were?”

He hums, arms stretching back as he leans on his wrists. His head dips back, looking at the sky. There’s a pause, then an exhale before he continues, “There’s no point thinking about it, I guess.” 

A non-answer. You take what you can get; it’s hard enough getting Gojo to be honest with you, much less talk about things like this. The night continues this way: you exchange anecdotes about your latest missions, then talk about Megumi’s most recent involvement in a school incident. Serious questions pop up here and there but you don’t push, and Gojo is willing to share what he can. 

.

.

.

You are 23 when you first ask Gojo if he believes in love, and he does, but what he doesn’t tell you is this: that he only believes it because he sees it in you—through the things you do, for Megumi and Tsumiki. For him too. 

There’s always been this unspoken thing between the two of you. He doesn’t know what to call it—never has, but it’s comfortable and safe, so he tries to keep it that way. 

Suguru has left an unpatchable hole inside of him that only you can seem to touch, softening the jaggedy edges so it doesn’t cut as deep. When he first showed up with Megumi and Tsumiki that one Friday night, you had all the questions in the world; he could see it, feel it in the furrow of your brows and the tapping of your foot. But instead, you asked this: “Have you guys eaten dinner yet?”

Gojo cannot afford love, not yet. Not when there’s still so much at risk, still so much to do. The cons significantly outweigh the pros on both ends, so this will have to do for now—this unspoken thing, that he hopes one day, he can finally call for what it really is.

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[bacchuschucklefuck]

dreaming abt sophomore year class swap bard!riz

[worm-in-a-trenchcoat]

Mattel cancelling dolls and discontinuing lines because they aren’t selling well is just so annoying.

They aren’t selling well because they’re fucking ugly.

That’s literally it.

[madootles]

it’s always october 3rd somewhere