#not looking to argue

[okayigetitifuckedup]

I hate the pomegranate poetry trend going around on tiktok right now because every video I see is comparing the way men and women love to the way they eat a pomegranate- saying that men make a mess of them, destroy the fruit, while women carefully peel it and save every piece with delicate fingers that won’t be stained by juice.

I hate it because once again it steals from me the humanity of making a mess of things. I am not gentle simply because I am a woman. I am not a gentle breeze or a soft wave, I am not a carefully peeled pomegranate. Why are men the only ones ever given the grace to be uncouth?

“It’s in their nature!” I hear them cry.

It’s in my nature too! Can it be so evil if that is true?

Why must I be subservient and clean to be loved?

Why is it so wrong to love messily when you’re going to devour all of them either way?

Is it really so wrong to love with so much enthusiasm it hurts?

Either way I will savor every bite, but this is a rare treat, and my hands shake when I am excited.

I know it is a shame the mess I make. I know the stains on my fingers should make me sad, but they only remind me of the experience.

I’m sorry.

I do not mean to be rough.

[massiveladycat]

guys im new to alien stage (havent even heard all theories yet) and just finished the finale and i have a LOT going through my head rn but one thing keeps coming up in round 6, ivan kissed till. till obviously didn't like it and the kiss was OBVIOUSLY uncomfortable and, in my eyes, not meant to be romanticized HOWEVER the theory i believe is that ivan had done it not to be selfish but because he wanted to bring his score down and get himself killed with an act of violence. the kiss wasn't enough, so he went to acting like he was choking him. what does the fandom agree on?? why didn't ivan just skip to choking?? edit: big emphasis on theory im not saying it was true but i am saying thats what i interpreted it as

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[hansoeii]

head empty, no thoughts. just turtleneck crowley

[flurmitcraff]

Mumbo, desperate to feel normal for once, releases dirt on his fellow hermits and asks the community to rank their weirdness.

[wishfulsketching]

Benzo, Vander and Silco as kiddossss

[notasocialismjoke]

might finally be feeling an urge to return to ffxiv? maybe?

(this post is kind of vent-y. haven't played meaningfully since ~6.2)

thing is like... i hear that endwalker has not only not gotten better, but if anything the story's been subpar so it has actually gotten worse. between wanting to verify this firsthand and the fact that i really don't wanna die with chaributt being the only two fish stopping me from being a big fish, kind of? maybe? feeling some desire?

the thing is, endgame fucking sucks. dungeons are boring and jobs are boring to play in dungeons but i still have to do it to be able to keep up bc otherwise i'm not going to be able to go fishing in the rio de janeiro in 6.6. and it's hard for me to get excited about the other parts of the game when everything so thoroughly revolves around endgame and/or the combat, and i'm not interested in savage raiding bc fucking avoidance issues.

(i'm in a static actually but it's been inactive for a while so w/e)

honestly part of me's hoping that donch rail's story sucks, like at least enough that there's backlash over it. something to wake the team up and make them realize that they've slowly been making every other part of final fantasy xiv: the actual game part increasingly unfun over time, too, and that they need to fucking... change something. i dunno.

i suppose i'm kind of happy we're getting corsair and fucking green mage instead of mystic knight and geomancer. at this point, after dancer especially, i don't trust the job team to not fuck them up.

[seancefemme]

yeah well you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid

[punkgemjasper]

One thing I have noticed in my 26 years of gaming (Sonic the Hedgehog 2 when I was like 4 was my first game) is that people can no longer just have fun with games. We can't be surprised by a sudden release anymore.

It's like there are people who expect that the games being made HAVE to be what THEY PERSONALLY think that game should be. These types complain. A lot. Over every little detail.

Gave devs are not given time anymore to polish games, work out bugs ect. And these people will complain about day one oatches, when it's their fault for wanting that game NOW rather than wait.

Everything has to have leaks now. It used to be that, using Pokemon as an example, you didn't know what the next-gen looked like. All we got was the starters, maybe. But now a new game is announced and....you know most of the next gens unique Pokemon before it's out. Ruining the surprise. Ruining the fun of discovery. Because people can't just wait anymore.

I just saw an article talking about some spanner, with an incomplete, leaked version of a game, 'review it'. You can't do that. Why fucking do that? Just to be a prick? What enjoyment do you get from being a manchild brat?

Review bombing too. Just fuck off with that pointless shit.

Games are an escape from the grind and boring daily life. Why would you want to bring that grind and that misery into games like that? If you don't like a game, fine, but to actively try to ruin other people's fun, even before it is out, via leaks, review bombing and harassing people who do like the game is just pathetic.

And you can say that it's the big corp's fault and I am right there with you but who do they listen to? The loudest voices and what do the loudest voices want? That new game those corporations are working on that still has a few months of work left on it so the corps will throw it out to make a profit. Quantity over quality. 'Who cares if its got massive bugs, fuck the dev teams, we want our money.'

[drrav3nb]

AYO EDEBIRI as Sydney Adamu WILL POULTER as Luca THE BEAR SEASON 3 | Episode 10 - Forever

Are you close? Yeah. Kind of best friends and kind of lost touch, so. It's nice to reconnect. Yeah, especially when it literally is like a best friend that you saw every day of your life and you kinda went through this sort of battle together.

Bonus:

[doberbutts]

I always think it's funny whenever I post about an issue that directly affects me and someone responds with "you're an idiot that doesn't know what you're talking about" and I have to be like. Hello. This is my demographic. Do you see this label here? Guess who falls under it OH RIGHT it's me. Maybe I like. Have some amount of idea of what I'm talking about considering this is sampled directly from my life experiences. Just a thought.

[viwifey]

ARCANE 2.06 - “THE MESSAGE HIDDEN WITHIN THE PATTERN”

[hinamie]

...........slips gege ¥2000

[kenobers]

what would a bat do | jason todd blurb

or jason finds you crying and decides to shoot first and ask questions later. gn!reader a/n: could be read as romantic or platonic

Jason is a lot like Bruce. He does not see this as a positive.

To be fair, "You're acting like Bruce" is the verbal equivalent of hitting below the belt for him and his siblings. Being compared to your parent is a devastating below in any sibling argument, but with their...respectively unique relationships with Bruce, it's downright lethal. Especially for Jason, who still hasn't found complete security with their father.

So, Jason only compares himself to Bruce with blinders on. He does it every time he snaps at someone just to get them off his case. He cringes every time he decides to go off the grid and shut everyone out instead of confronting his feelings. "You're acting like Bruce" echoes in his head as he draws a mental Venn diagram and desperately fills the opposing sides.

The worst is when he catches his reflection glowering back at him; if he had a nickel for every time he mistook it for Bruce sneaking up on him…

He only sees his father in himself when he's angry. When he's so blinded by the nauseating need for vengeance that the line between Hood and Bat start to blur. When all he can see is the mission. When he realizes just how much he’s chosen to isolate himself.

One of the reasons he hides as much of his face as possible is because then no one can tell him he looks just like a bat when he bares his teeth. He wears his emotions on his sleeve instead of leaving it to anyone's guess. He makes absolutely sure that there's no mistaking him for Batman.

All of this to mixed results, of course.

Because despite all of his valid issues with Bruce, deep down Jason knows that Bruce Wayne is still a good man.

And although he doesn’t quite realize it, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to admit that Bruce Wayne raised Jason Todd to be a good man.

Bruce is why Jason always holds the door open for the person behind him. Every time Jason buys a coffee, he pays for the next handful of customers, something he consistently watched Bruce do. Whenever a child talks to him, Jason always crouches to their eye level…that’s Bruce too.

That’s not to give Mr. Wayne too much credit. Jason Todd has had a good heart from the moment he was born. He never needed anyone to tell him to leave the world a better place than he found it. Just because he has an anomalous method of doing so doesn’t make that any less true.

But there are certain things, instincts, that Bruce cemented in his mind. Like knowing when to ask questions first and when to ask them later.

Like when he finds you crying just now.

He’d sent you a text earlier in the day. Something completely unrelated to your well being, something incredibly unimportant actually. Still, your lack of response made him anxious, so he went to check on you. Just to make sure you weren't, like, dead or something.

There's a split second of awkward silence as you both stare at one another. But you hardly have time to wipe your tears and blubber out, "Oh, hey, what's up," before Jason's engulfing you in a bear hug.

That's when you know you don't need to hold it together. That's when you know it's safe to completely fall apart.

Jason doesn't need to ask questions just yet. You don't need him asking questions. You both know he'll get answers, whether from you or his own investigation. For now he'll stay quiet, sans a few whispered comforts. He could try being a man of many words. He’s more than capable of waxing poetics. It’s just that he knows he can come across as mean and abrasive, even when he’s trying to be kind and soft.

Another way he’s like Bruce.

Nevertheless, he’s got two big strong arms that can speak for him. They’ve got you. They’ll protect you from whatever’s got you feeling like this.

One large hand anchors you to him. It holds you steady as your body shakes with sobs. The other cradles your head, every so often moving to pat your back whenever you hiccup.

You can hide your face in his chest. Ride along with the subtle rise and fall of it. Let the gentle sound of his heart beat drown out the sound of your stressors. He doesn’t care about the damp spot you’re leaving on his shirt. He just cares about you.

Jason is a rock, an absolute pillar of a human being. He can stand there for as long as you need. He can support your weight and hold you up if you’re too exhausted to do it yourself.

When you decide that you want to talk about it, then he tries to be all ears. He sits you on the couch and wraps an arm around you as you rest your head on his shoulder. Occasionally, his thumb drifts up to wipe your stray tears away.

He listens as best he can. He definitely would've dealt with your issue differently if he were you. In a different era, he would've let you know exactly what he would do - more likely, he would've just gone and done it for you. But he can recognize that this is probably a healthier way to deal with whatever upset you. And you know what, he can respect that too.

After you've vented until there's nothing left to say, Jason stays with you. It's that nagging voice that tells him that he has to make sure you're really okay, that you're not about to do something stupid as soon as he takes his eyes off you. After all, that's what he would do.

So he puts something on the tv. A show, a movie, a YouTube compilation, video essay - something he knows you like. He doesn't look away from you the entire time. He sits at the ready to catch any stray tears or soothe any sudden bursts of rage.

Until you fall asleep on his shoulder. He sits like that for another few minutes before he finally transfers you to your bed, tucking you in with so much care. The only sound he makes is a sharp gasp when he catches his reflection in your window.

Then he sits some more, still watching you closely. He watches until he's certain you're sound asleep, ignorant to the things that hurt you.

Then he slips out the window without a peep, off to get your justice.

That's exactly what Bruce would do.

[birdy-babe]

I was rewatching Helluva Boss as I do after new episodes drop to find lil things

AND LOOK WHAT I FOUND

“Are you little creatures not being careful up here?!”

“You know if YOU get in trouble”

“I get in trouble”

“We don’t want that”

“If you get in trouble, I get in trouble”