#satisfying life

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Joyce Brothers, Ph.D. - Better Than Ever - Simon & Schuster - 1975

[uncanny-tranny]

Amatonormativity has destroyed so many people's understanding and acceptance of themselves, and it's heartbreaking.

Yes, it is normal to be in your 20s, 30s, or older and not have lost your virginity, had a first kiss, or a partner. It is normal to say that you aren't ready for those things, too! It is normal if your life doesn't follow the "college graduate -> engagement -> buying a home -> 2.5 kids and a dog" trajectory that so many people have idealized.

So many people associate maturity with losing your virginity, or having a first kiss, or a serious relationship, and I think that's a dangerous association. Maturity isn't gained through those things, and you don't have to have those experiences to be considered "mature" or "grown." It is not a bad thing to go at your pace. Nobody else can live your life but you. If you end up having those experiences, that's great! But it should be done because you want to experience them, not because you feel "broken" and "immature" without them.

[knifearo]

being aromantic is like. hey btw you're going to live a life that is the culmination of most of society's worst nightmares. sorry lol ✌️ but then you turn around and take a really good hard look at it and it turns out that living in that nightmare is fucking awesome and you get to wake up every day and take that fear that other people have and laugh and hold it close until it's a great joy for you instead. and being happy is a radical act that you define instead of someone else. and you're sexy as fuck that's just a fact of life i don't make the rules on that one

[ariaste]

Me: [sees everyone talking about how Assad Zaman was "literally" coming up with RPF about himself and Eric Bogosian in an interview]

Me: ah, fandom's doing its little "interpret an innocent comment in Some Kind Of Way" thing again, let's go find the video and do our own critical thinking about what was actually said here--

Assad: What would happen if I said-- [words that cannot be interpreted as anything but RPF fanfic]

Me:

Me: ok fandom gets a pass on this one actually

[jesuistrestriste]

thinking about stanford!art humping your thigh after he wanders to your dorm in the middle of the night—piss-drunk from a big party.

he’s giggly and dizzy and not making much sense, but you don’t have the heart to stop him when he clambers over to you on your small couch and sits over one of your legs. it’s innocent at first; cute, even. but then he closes his eyes and cups the back of your head before he pushes his nose into your neck and starts to hungrily grind over your thigh.

“mmfff.. f-fuckk, m’yeah.. ohhh-“

little murmurs of pleasure slipping past his parted lips into the warmth of your skin as he squirms over you and chases a high that’s so close but yet so far away. the whole time he had been drinking at the stupid party, all he could think about was you.

and you’re surprised he’s even managing to get hard (or feel any sort of pleasure, for that matter) with how inebriated he is.. but he definitely is.

“.. m’gonna f’ck you, baby.. can i? so f’ckn warm.. ‘nd tight, squeezin’ me.. ahh, hah, haa-! hnghh—“

you reach up and stroke the back of his loose blonde curls as they bounce with each sloppy snap of his hips over your limb, and he only melts further against your body. his shaking quads keep your thigh trapped in place as he grinds into it like he’s properly fucking into your hole, and he gasps before he suddenly tenses up and moves his hands to squeeze the sides of your top. he forces his chest to yours, wanting to close any space left between the two of you.

he’s toppling over the edge before he can process how good he’s feeling, and then warmth is coating the inside of his underwear and seeping through to his pants while he shudders and lets out a pathetic little mewl. you rub his back, a little bewildered by the whole thing, but you press a kiss to his sweaty neck anyways. he tastes like salt and need. he’s panting like an overheated dog. as it slows down, he twitches in your lap and then mouths at your shoulder.

“.. haa.. haa.. haah.. j’st came ‘nside you..”

he’s so out of it, but he needed this more than anything. you always give him exactly what he so desperately wants.

and it wasn’t any different tonight.

[ink-the-artist]

i am not an animator but the few animations i have made it really does feel like magic when it comes together. i used to think the way disney (especially older disney) talked about their animation as magical that they were being cheesy and sentimental but after actually trying it myself i totally get it. seeing all the pictures you drew come to life at the end it feels like it has its own soul or something

[crnl-chicken-tots]

holding hands is kinda their thing

[forzathunder]

"I have many fears, most of them about Lucrezia." — Cesare Borgia (The Borgias, 2011-2013) + hints of insecurity

that she adores someone that much / if she will reject his dark nature and act of love and violence as Ursula did / if he truly is not part of her desires / that she easily forgets him

[transmechanicus]

The transgender contrast of loving your parents but also for Trust Reasons longing for an additional external authority figure you can count on more unconditionally to support or protect you that totally doesn’t risk becoming a kink

[retellingthehobbit]

A quick Bilbo/Thorin drawing

[saucerfulofsins]

I love the juice bar scene as much as the next person. I especially love the juice bar scene in conjunction with the confession.

And yeah, the "I'm straight" is chekov's gun, and the chemistry between Eddie and father Brian too. I love the meta/spec/headcanons!

That's not what I want to talk about. Instead, I want to talk about how sensitive Father Brian has been to Eddie's needs. He offered Bobby help in the church, face to face, and that worked for Bobby because he's a religious man. Eddie went to confession, and got his grievances aired, but -

we know Eddie's relationship with the church and religion is more complex than Bobby's. It doesn't work.

And then Father Brian runs into Eddie, recognizes him although he probably only saw Eddie through the confessional's grate. He remembers Eddie's name, too. He cares! And I don't think that's a sexual/romantic thing at all - and I don't think it is religious either. Yes, religion is the context within which he works, but it's not the only context.

He's not technically on the job when he sits down at that table; he's away from the protection by the grandiose rituals embedded in going to church, confession, wearing robes. He does it out of personal care, affection for humanity; he fills the role of a social worker, a guidance counselor - and religion is one of his tools but it's clearly not his only tool. It's also his ability to observe, and to listen, and to reflect on things - putting his finger on the sore spot in ways no one else in Eddie's life has done. That takes guts, especially because he knows Eddie's in a vulnerable place.

And he does it not because he's interested in Eddie romantically/sexually - that is not the reciprocity he seeks, nor the reciprocity that fulfills him. He does it because he cares.

The setting certainly helps too. Eddie doesn't feel as intimidated, not like a fish out of water. Only his title marks Father Brian as a religious figure; he uses it to break the ice and mark himself as safe ("I am celibate"), and then finally invokes his position to speak to Eddie's Catholic guilt and get him to do something for himself.

I don't know. It just felt deeply human and caring and I enjoy that a lot, and I love how it all connects back to Eddie first realizing his Catholic guilt in 7x05.

[jeeaark]

So. Looked at egg lad's grown up stats. Egg baby is. Interesting! Terrifying!

Can't help but see egg baby be Arabella's very helpful friend in next upcoming big adventure I'll tell you that. Already has the weirdest origin backstory for it. 'Oh yeah, I was raised by two weirdo rogue illithids and the Prince of the Comet's Champion, No biggie. My brother and I hatched on the same day- What? Oh no, my brother is an owlbear. Don't even get me started on who my aunts and uncles are.'

I don't quite understand how the sending letters work in BG3, so I'm resorting to ye ol' DnD style Sending Spell instead. Pretty sure Gale could easily figure out how to bend the fabric of reality to use one of those.

[forestgranted]

you hate each other & your love yourselves

it might be heaven & it might be hell

[sen-ya]

[Sen's Digital Comic Book] || [support me on ko-fi]

forgetful // pt 3/8

remember when it was out of 5?? oops.

[k1tty5]

kitty

full image + extra doodles vvv

[tropicaltopia]