#so don't pull that argument on me

[florallylly]

sorry queen but a cheater is a cheater is a cheater and that's not a label i easily let go of

[bonesdontmelt]

Jou's duel with Keith is really like... looking through a mirror darkly. They both use gambling cards. Keith is American, Jou is likely half (given his naturally blond hair). Keith at one point talks about being in such a dark place that you have to learn to enjoy being horrible just to survive it, and Jou was in a gang where he did the exact same thing.

Basically the duel is so interesting to me because Keith is kind of a What Could Have Been (negative) for Jou if he hadn't become friends with Yugi, and the parallels are delightful.

[sysig]

Don’t let her fool you (Patreon)

[fluentisonus]

sorry but those posts saying that if you're uncomfortable in a corset you just have a bad corset are so annoying to me. any garment like that (this includes bras) and especially ones that are boned are inherently restrictive and limiting and can be painful to people wearing them even if they're well fitted. it's ridiculous to pretend it's not. like I think there's a prevalence of badly fitted garments in film etc and also distain for historical people who wore well made ones as much as the next person but we can say that without outright lying agjfshjdsfhk. you don't need to gaslight people about these garments never having been restrictive

[johnhelliwell]

Oh i am so mad at Roger. They settled with Rick at least but are still going with Roger.

[thehealingsystem]

now im......not jewish, and not well educated on this subject so im not sure about how to talk about it myself, but this has been picking at my mind so......can anyone tell me if this is antisemitic or not?

oh and let me just say, the original anon this person is responding to didn't mention america or living in america AT ALL. the conversation was suddenly changed to be about the us, which is the center of the world obviously (/sar), with this additional comment

im not informed enough to combat this, though this post did NOT give me a good feeling while reading it

[comfortingevanbuckley]

I just know whatever they are doing to get rid of the bees, Hen, Chimney, and Buck found excuses not to become the bee whisperer and Eddie hates all of them for it.

[judasisgayriot]

baseball, forgiveness, terrible communication skills

[orihimekurosaki]

so do you think the poem is of rukia or zangetsu who is part of his soul?

When you take in the entire situation I think an argument can be made for either or both. I've seen the argument that it could be Uryu to Ichigo because of the wording in JPN, but I've never agreed with that take. Ichigo shares pivotal moments with Zangetsu in the HM arc so I get why some people believe it's about his powers, but given how chapter 423 ends, I actually do think it's about Rukia-she's the one he shares the emotional goodbye with (which was pretty much akin to death), not Zangetsu and we know from what Kubo has written in an earlier arc that the one who changed his world is Rukia so the poem being written for their bond makes sense. I feel that most of the arguments against Rukia expose how a person views this line-inherently romantic/reveals how they actually view platonic relationships in media (as in there's a line that shouldn't be crossed between a woman/man which I don't agree with especially in the case of Ichigo/Rukia, considering what Kubo has said about them.)

[ssaalexblake]

How would you respond to that article in the Escapist by Darren Mooney sneering that the Chibnall era is terrible and is about obeying the establishment always and never pushing back and doing anything?

I would ask him to get some media literacy and leave it entirely at that, to be honest.

It's been years and i'm very sick of having to explain to men on the internet what's going on because the woman on screen doesn't mother them enough to do it herself. I am not going to be that woman, ever.

On a not related but slightly related note, i read this article a couple of years ago talking about the people who are paid to review or are published reviewers, and how they are Massively and predominantly (straight) white men. And I think about that a lot.

[immortalsins]

actually going to fail my course this time fr

[amplexadversary]

I wonder if a really dedicated collection of book nerds could get those Elaine Duillo style cover illustrations a foothold in the publishing industry again. There are certainly enough artists who can achieve that level of intricacy that a really really popular Trend might be able to do it.

Perhaps any of those bookbinding hobbyists might want to try to go pro and pair up with an artist to refurbish something well enough to hook the really rich art snobs into buying unique, custom pieces for a fuckton of money.

[iamsweden]

My mental health keeps tanking with every minor inconvenience so things are obviously going great over here (lie)

[the-moogle-of-your-nightmares]

reblogged this once already, but it occurred to me to add: if everyone in your partner's life dislikes/hates/is constantly criticizing you and telling them to leave you, and you have found yourself being isolated from everyone in your life other than the partner and those people, that is also a huge red flag.

if the framing being beaten into your head is 'everyone but me hates you and thinks you're toxic and rancid, but i'll protect you because i'm the only person around who thinks you're not Awful. if it weren't for me sheltering, supporting, and advocating for you, everyone would and will turn on you in a heartbeat,' that is BAD NEWS and you need to get out of there.

If EVERYBODY in your life hates your significant other then they are the problem. If it is one or two people like a family member you have a turbulent relationship with and one friend who’s always been kind of jealous, maybe they just hate your success. But most of the time that is not the case and the people who are closest to you and love you and have had your back for years probably know when your new relationship is toxic and/or doomed.

[keeps-ache]

ooo that's minty babyyy

[retiredteabag]

winter weight

synopsis: toji has gained some weight this winter - it seems you don’t mind

this is part two -> read about summer!toji here

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It's said that "happy weight" is a very real thing in healthy relationships. Toji had always prided himself on being a big man, he worked out frequently and ate like a beast. But his physique has mostly remained the same impressive form. This winter, however, seemed to have changed that for the very first time.

Toji had noticed these past few days that he'd seemed to have put on a couple of pounds. His shirts were tighter now than they used to be, some of his sleeves seemed to almost cut off circulation, and with a quick feel of his stomach, it was clear that his body was... softening up.

He was not "insecure" per say, just- not in love with his newly added weight. He found himself pulling at the flesh of his stomach, not accustomed to the added fat and he barely walked around the house shirtless as of late.

You'd comment on this newfound modesty of his and he'd play it off as if he had been cold, but you know that your man couldn’t get cold, even in this winter weather.

One afternoon as you both lounged on the couch, you saw him pulling at the front of his T-shirt, flowing it out and away from his body. He didn't seem to be doing it intentionally, eyes focused on the television, but you certainly noticed.

That night he even went to bed with a shirt on which might just have been the very first time he's ever done that in his life.

You went to bed with this notion on your mind. The thing was... the man was totally irresistible to you, so you couldn't quite understand if he was suddenly worrying about his figure.

Toji always awoke before you did in the mornings. When you heard him in the bathroom, brushing his teeth, you stumbled out of bed and came up behind him, wrapping your arms around his form.

Toji is a big guy, he always has been. Only now you notice, when holding the man’s torso, your two arms barely reach around to the mans abs now…

You hum as you feel him up, and he doesn't push you away. Once upon a time you would have tried to tickle his sides, but having been around Toji for awhile now, you know he's not the ticklish type. Even so, your cold hands dance under his shirt and grope at him.

"Too early, ya know." You murmur into his broad back. "Won'tcha come back to bed."

"Get yer paws off me" he jitters, "you're freezing." He turns around to look at you now, facing downwards to meet your tired pout.

"Come warm up with me then." You finish speaking. Smooshing your cheeks into his back muscles and opening your mouth to press up against him and breathe a lung full of hot air through his shirt. While the warmth meets his spine you roll your hands back to his pudgy tummy, his happy trail…

"Alright, alright." He grabs the back of your neck and walks you back to bed. When you're just about within throwing distance, he grabs you by the sides of your chest and tosses you onto the mattress.

In the following moments you curl yourself upon him, your body splayed above his. Giggling, you can't help your wandering hands. He's so warm, you know?

He grabs at your wrist though, "Enough, don't fondle me." His eyes are teasing but you wonder if he's starting to feel unhappy with his body.

"Can't help it, you’re so handsome, ya' know?"

You can feel his muscles tense below you at the confession. He runs a hand through his hair and avoids your eyes. "Thats a bad argument."

You just hum and squish your arms under his back, molding your body to his.

Suddenly he speaks up, "I wouldn't work out as much if I knew you still liked me all fluffy". You hear an annoyed tint in his tone and move up to look at him.

"I like you in all your forms, Toji." And you mean it.

"Ugh." He rolls his eyes at your words and pulls your hands away.

"Don't move me, you're so hot." You tug your wrists in his grasp.

His eyebrows raise

He holds your gaze for a long while, and lifting a brow he slowly speaks, "Get another blanket then."

You stare at him, smiling. "No." You smoosh your face to his chest, "I wanna crawl under your skin... and eat your flesh..."

Toji knew what was coming, he gently pressed on your forehead before you could latch your jaw around his bicep.

"Don't. Even. Think about it." He holds in a giant grin.

"You're too chewable. C'mon..... comeoneeeee." You smirk at him, his palm still flush to your skull.

There's a pause, and just as you think he's gonna give in, he maintains pressure, running his hands down your neck, onto your waist and traps your body under his by rolling on top of you. There are wails of descent from your crushed form beneath him, but he holds you there, wrists in his grasp.

"Lemme go Toji." You tug at your wrists.

"Thought you wanted me heating you up." He huffs into your neck.

"Yeah, but I deserve the privilege of caressing a little more." You flex your hands again.

"You gonna behave?" his fingers run over your palms.

"Not a chance."

He grins, releasing you. Quick as lightning, your hands are up and under his shirt, running over his back. He's groaning into the mattress, something about icy hands, but he's sporting a big grin, leaning down to take a tiny bite of your shoulder.