#so you get what you get

[jollyafn]

choso harbors an unintentional quirk that leaves you raising an eyebrow – and stifling a giggle.

initially, you dismissed it as a consequence of binge-watching one too many supernatural thrillers. eyes in the darkness of your bedroom, tracking your every move, especially as you drifted off to sleep. yet, upon closer inspection, you discerned that the eyes were unique—they belonged to choso.

you turn on the lamp on your bedside table, ready to chalk it up to your imagination, thinking there's no way choso would break into your room just to sit in the dark and watch you sleep. surprise and shock are written all over your face when the room illuminates, revealing choso with a constipated expression reminiscent of edward cullen's brooding look from the first twilight movie.

it's undeniably creepy, but there's an innocence about it that’s endearing.

choso, being only half human, hadn’t quite grasped the nuances of human behavior. his eyes were fixated on you, the intensity of his gaze prompting your nervous laughter.

"choso, what on earth are you doing?"

he blinks, as if snapped out of a trance, tilting his head inquisitively. "i was… watching. you sleeping. it's fascinating. where do you go? what happens in your dreams?"

suddenly, you find the situation utterly adorable. here's choso, part human, grappling with the mysteries of sleep. trying to suppress your laughter, you pat the empty space beside you. "come here, and i'll tell you all about dreams."

with a mixture of curiosity and innocence, choso joins you, sitting cross-legged on the bed. as you do your best to explain the dreams you’ve had and the scientific aspects of sleep in humans.

the constipated look on his face thankfully disappears.

[againstthegrainphoto]

#dunnernlars👬

[sunnycanwrite]

things the batfam has lost in the batcave within the last week according to the list duct tapped to the wall.

35 batrangs, 2 wing-dings, 2 bo staffs, and 1 snake.

5 1/2 pairs of socks

All the mouse pads for the batcomputer

All the keyboards for the batcomputer

The chair at the batcomputer

The entire batcomputer

Tim's cup of peppermint tea

Steph put down her milkshake, and came back five minutes later to find it gone

Every single one of Damian's domino masks

[bunnibeezness]

Now accepting trick or treaters!

If you participate you will get an image from my phone as a treat

[halliescomut]

See, but while I will sometimes be focused on something specific for any given period of time...I never leave my previous hyperfixations behind....which is how you got that post about art in Ancient Egypt...and like...you are dangerously close to getting some random posts about traditional east Asian instruments.

having a mixed fandom blog is kinda funny bc oh you thought you followed me for this one specific fandom? have fun when my brain fixates on a completely different genre of media<3

[bonesandthebees]

one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[yourfavecharacterisqueer]

hypothetical scenario for you all: the real king arthur returns. you meet him and you welcome him into your home. what is the first thing you do with him? keep in mind, this is a man from the 500s (he died in 542), and you are from the 21st century (2024).

[ottosbigtop]

I think we as a society should bring back brotps. I think we should be weirder about characters being friends the same way people are weird about ships. Make those two characters who interacted once or twice besties. Make it difficult for them to get rid of each other even if they want to. Go nuts

[problemnyatic]

It's too late, I've already depicted you as the ugly pathetic "soy"jack (the soy is because soy has estrogen in it, this is bad because it makes you less masculine and more like the inferior female sex, because men should only be manly otherwise they're "failed" and thus lesser and deserving of ridicule) And me as the White Handsome Blue-Eyed Blond Man With Impressive Facial Hair Who's Memetic Association Is With Being Objectively Correct (This makes sense because he is the ideal Aryan specimen, all of these features obviously make him objectively superior to other people). This means I win and definitely look good here, you should really just pack it up. I'm a leftist btw

[the-nefarious-vampire]

as an aroace, im particularly dangerous, because i wont fuck or marry. i only know how to kill.

[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.

[narwhalsarefalling]

my (cis) brother is using my old license to buy wine and it has the gender marker F on there. so whenever he gets asked he just says “oh i’m trans”. its literally worked every single time.

[slyandthefamilybook]

why do you guys talk like you think not voting means no one gets elected

[kensatou]

(✿◕‿◕) die (ꈍ ꒳ ꈍ✿)

[hinamie]

post-graduation trip airport looks