#my BRAIN UGH

[gaymaramada]

First encounter with Death / Last encounter with Death

[malewifemanhunter]

[messrsbyler]

you. yes you, person with rejection sensitive dysphoria. this message is for you. your friends DON'T hate you. they aren't mad at you. they aren't talking behind your back or wished to cut their friendship with you. they love you and treasure you and they are good people who wouldn't hurt you like that! ok, that's all. have a nice day.

[lover-of-mine]

#good thing dude said almost

[yuukels]

[potato-lord-but-not]

baby I was born an effigy

[haharuspex]

inspired by this post on twitter lol

[togament]

You’ve always known Ume’s great with kids. With the way he’s always so playful with them, so helpful with whatever they might need — it’s like they’ve got a big brother in him. And it’s true to some extent. He sees everyone in Makochi as family, after all.

So when you spot him cradling a shop owner’s newborn baby in his arms, it doesn’t surprise you. Even babies love him. No surprise there.

But when he coos at the little one so gently, gazing down at them like one of his own, letting them grab his finger with their tiny hands, you feel your heart flutter. You walk over to stand beside him, stunned with your heart absolutely melting at the sight.

He turns to meet your gaze with the brightest smile on his face as he makes the baby give you the tiniest, most precious wave. You give them both a tiny wave back. Leaning towards you to give you a kiss on the crown of your head, he whispers an “I love you” into your scalp. You could only muster a soft hum in response, leaning your cheek on his shoulder with your arm wrapped around his waist, reaching a finger out for the baby to hold too.

And he understands. Maybe someday it’ll be one of your own in his arms.

‘Our kid someday’, he thinks to himself.

Someday.

Maybe someday.

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[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

I think there absolutely needs to be more room for “holy shit that’s so cool” disability acceptance. Saw a video of a guy with a glow in the dark prosthetic eye like guys that’s so fucking awesome bro has a glow in the dark eye. Or I know someone who BUILT multiple of their own arms !! That’s bonkers guys!!

[steddieas-shegoes]

Wayne Munson can’t read beyond a very basic elementary level, enough to read warnings and food labels, road signs, small notes Eddie leaves for him, but that’s it

But he tells stories. Always has. That’s where Eddie got it from

So when Eddie is in the hospital, in a medically induced coma so he can heal properly without pain, Wayne struggles. He knows he can tell Eddie stories, but he wishes he could read to him, give him something familiar to grab onto

One day he walks in to see Steve reading The Hobbit to him, blushing when he’s caught like Wayne would give two shits about anything when it comes to someone supporting Eddie

It happens every day after that and Wayne listens. He hears the way Steve stumbles over words sometimes, how he pauses after a complicated paragraph as if he needs to read it silently again to understand what it said

And he realizes Steve isn’t a strong reader either, but he’s pushing himself for Eddie

He doesn’t say anything outright, but he starts sitting next to Steve when he reads instead of across the room, watches his fingers glide across the pages and associates words with what he says, starts to feel like maybe he wants to try reading to Eddie too

Steve doesn’t say anything outright either but he recognizes what Wayne’s doing, hopes he’s able to find the confidence to try because Eddie won’t care how fast or well he reads to him, he’ll just be happy that his uncle is trying

Steve intentionally leaves the book on the bed when he leaves to get food at the cafeteria and hopes Wayne tries

When he comes back he quietly peeks around the doorway and smiles to himself when he sees that Wayne is trying, he’s going slowly, sounding out words and names that are actually difficult for anyone not just people like them

Decides he doesn’t want to interrupt today, gives them privacy for this

Doesn’t say anything when the bookmark is only three pages ahead of where steve was the day before, just smiles and picks up where Wayne left off

When Eddie wakes up, Wayne is the one reading to him, Steve asleep in the corner

Wayne still prefers telling his own stories, may never be a great reader, but Eddie will never forget the way it felt to see Wayne so engrossed in his favorite book

[curly-cottage-girl]

I’m sorry but my Mother Mary, Terror of Demons, Queen of Heaven, Star of the Sea, was not “REDUCED to motherhood” by God

[rjshope]

my favorite smile🤍

[altruistic-meme]

Okay. Genuinely seriously here is your reminder that there are people in the south. There are a lot of queer people down here, there is a very large POC population down here, there are disabled people, and poor people, and people who's rights are getting stolen during this election just as much as yours are. We're fucking devastated. We're terrified. Possibly even more than the "good pure blue states" because our governments already hate us too. We didn't vote for Trump, we do not control every other person in our states, and honest to FUCK if I see people posting things like "let's just leave the southern states and save the blue states" or whatever just because of this, I will block you on sight. My sister was so upset she was scared to drive to get me from the airport. My DAD is so upset that he texted me to let me know that he and my mom were still there for me. I'm so upset I haven't even fully processed anything at all. It feels like a fucking fever dream.

We're going to be so much more vulnerable than you, with our governments, the number of people in our communities who would choose to do this to us, the people we all know irl who would see us dead.

[officialmiintee]

follow the maestro’s lead

[strawberri-draws]

I like them a lot. Unfortunately

[enden-k]

thinking about this