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[plantwriting]

Need the jrwi fandom (and actually people in general) to understand that you can be a shitty parent without being abusive. Need y’all to realize that even abusive parents almost always love their kids. How do I get it through to you that even the good and loving parents are flawed and will make mistakes and hurt their kids. A good person can make a horrible parent and a bad person can make a great parent and a horrible parent can care for their kids and a great parent can hurt their kids and abusers can love those they abuse and abuse victims can love their abusers and nothing is black and white and everything is complicated and no parent will ever be perfect. Do you understand??

[changelingeyes]

Something strange feels caught inside of its rib-cage, though. It does not really understand what or why. Perhaps it is worried about Augustus? But it has felt that before, and that does not feel right. Or, at least not wholly right. Then it thinks that it is not sure if it has ever heard anyone else speak in its defense before. Not really. The feeling in its throat intensifies at the thought, sharp and aching.

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[plexiglassonion]

Two of Us (Let it Be) // The Back Seat of My Car (RAM) // You Never Give Me Your Money (Abbey Road) // Drive My Car (Rubber Soul) // The Long and Winding Road (Let it Be)

[zelda7999]

Hey, psst, you there!

I've got a message for you, it's real important!

Okay, here it is:

YOU ARE AMAZING!!!

:D tada!! I hope you have a lovely day <3

- 🌲

(can you guess who? ;3c)

I SAW THIS WHEN I WAS HALF ASLEEP AND FRESHLY WOKEN UP-- AND I MELTED. I AM SEEING IT AGAIN. MORE AWAKE. AND STILL MELTING.

HI BELOVED MUTUAL, BELOVED FRIEND, LIEBLINGSMENSCH <3

DID YOU KNOW, THAT YOU ARE BELOVED, AMAZING, SPECTACULAR, IMMACULATE, EXTRAVAGANT, AND MORE?? I CANNOT EXPRESS MY ADORATION FOR YOU IN WORDS <3 <3 <3

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[bulldog-butch]

i’m gonna say something controversial yet brave: sexuality labels are a convenient tool we use to define something that is undefinable

[lupinedreaming]

But when will it be my turn to have an evil AI/android fall in obsessive love with me? A being that decides that he must have me and is determined to seduce me, and because he’s so good at pattern recognition he knows exactly how?

HUH?? When will this happen to me?

[mournfulroses]

Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays And Other Writings originally published in 2004

[kurgy]

miku expo 2024 is the dashcon of vocaloid concerts. the projectors were replaced with LEDs and organizers told no one, still charged ppl for the projectors. someone stole the Miku canada cut out. vocaloid producers are really mad that attendees are mad that they got scammed because nothing comes before Product. the event banned glowsticks and upcharged the sale of their own, under the excuse that average glowsticks would interfere with the projectors, that the organizers knew they did not have. someone pissed on the floor. car crash outside the venue in san jose

[plantwriting]

Me: okay i’ve gotten over the dsmp and I’ve managed to avoid getting a hyperfixation on scu and barely watched any qsmp. I don’t think I need to worry about getting too emotionally invested in another story set in minecraft any time soon

Animation vs Minecraft: hi :)

[krysmcscience]

I have some questions about karaoke night, Alex Hirsch. Very Important Questions. Which I will happily scream at a poor hapless baby triangle who can have no answers for me, and possibly also does not have object permanence yet.

Follow-up that is I guess suggestive, but let's be real here, Bill's a fucking triangle:

Dude slipped right into his birthday suit, lmao

this is so stupid :D

Anyway, I don't care what anyone says, this brilliant individual knows what's up - Bill is absolutely way more of a monsterfucker than Ford could or ever will be, full stop.

[aropride]

i’ve begun saying people “obviously aren’t in a romantic relationship, they have something deeper and more intimate going on” as this seems to confuse and upset alloromantics

(ID: a banner with text over the aro flag. the text says: i don't care about blorbotags go wild but this post is about hating the hierarchial system of relationships & if you're mad about it you're probably been poisoned by ace discourse brainworms. and are also proving my point. /end ID)

[minhosblr]

D U D E !

[tomndjerry]

The intimacy of "You still remember that?"

I remember everything about you............

[ebonyheartnet]

-Recording begins-

Spider-Man: Hi folks! I’d like to give a PSA to my usual villains, and anyone else with ideas for the next two months.

Spider-Man: *holds up a brick sized lump of metal* See this? It’s titanium!

Spider-Man: *starts flattening it out and shaping it*

Spider-Man: See, we all know that I’m crazy strong, but I never wanna really hurt anybody right? Right. While that hasn’t changed, something very important does right around this time of year.

Spider-Man: *pulls off a glove and pulls a chunk into a long stem with his nails carving lines for added texture*

Spider-Man: See, this is what we like to call exam season. Anybody who knows anything about college can tell you that it drives people up the wall, and I already climb mine when I’m antsy.

Spider-Man: *starts winding the thin sheet around the stem, delicately crimping petals in place*

Spider-Man: I do wanna be clear that this isn’t a threat, okay? I’m still not interested in crossing the line, which brings me to my point.

Spider-Man: *throws the titanium rose at the brick wall behind him, stem first, and embeds it all the way through*

Spider-Man: /That/ was restrained because I could focus enough to have full control. If I’m extremely tired or otherwise distracted, there’s just as much risk of me slipping up as someone operating heavy machinery. I’m probably not going to remember what sleep is for two whole months, so remember!

Spider-Man: *pulls out a brick and snaps it like a cookie*

Peter fucking Parker: Don’t.