#sorry i had to say this

[katerinaaqu]

No one absolutely no one:

Athena and Diomedes in Iliad:

[usedtobethelegendcreator]

Not reblogging the specific post I’m talking about (I blocked them), but people who think Alastor constantly mentions who he is are hilarious to me.

Because he only says his own title once in the whole show, when he’s about to kill the loan sharks.

Once.

If you’re going to write an analysis post on Alastor, write an analysis post on the real Alastor, not a fanon interpretation of him that never lets people forget they’re talking to the Radio Demon. He’s been Clark Kenting the hell out of Hell for almost a century now—to the point that sinners older than him don��t recognize him (*cough* Sir Pentious *cough*).

He isn’t a bird looking to mate, he’s a camouflaged predator. The less people that know it’s him, and can connect who he is to his reputation, the more likely they are to make a deal with him.

[ryoun]

OKAY! i’m really loving the development between chae yoong-ju and yoon min-ju in brewing love.

Yoon min-ju is such a softieee~ i can relate to him on a veryy deep level, i can write a 10 page essay about him but lemme keep those to myself, and i admire Chae yoong-ju as much as him because of her kindness, her perseverance. she sees only kindness and is compassionate on people around her. she sees right through min-ju without having to say it aloud. they understand each other silently. and they have their own differences and similarities which complements and balances each other out!

[maximumdante]

I need Nace Jordan to step on me really hard.

[bredforloyalty]

Hi i love your username sm. Is it like a reference to something or a kata original? Attached to that pfp it deals me 100 psychic damage every time i see it 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

thank you so much i'm glad you like it💓💓💓 and that it seems innocuous even though it is a rick and morty reference i repeat the adult swim show rick and morty which is about a manic pixie dream senior citizen mad scientist taking his nervous shivering dog of a teenage grandson on space adventures and away from any sense of normalcy or khm other adults and developing a deeply intimate relationship through the power of nearly all types of abuse. for real tho the grooming goes crazy .. in brick and mortar .....

[sweetheartvalle]

sorry but the dude who runs the dream “parody/satire” account is a fucking weirdo, he’s rightfully calling out the illumina situation (literally proven to be a bad person) yet in his next tweet makes a meme including dream along with him

if you’re so set on being a good person, you cannot say you’re in the right and actually care about people affected & then go and tweet something like this straight after.

don’t get me started on the dream parody account anyways. if you genuinely believe dream is such an awful person, don’t fucking make an account or tweets like that point blank period. you don’t see normal people making fake “parody” accounts of genuine criminals. you don’t see normal people making “parody” tweets saying fucked up shit where someone can easily take it out of context & make it look like YOU saying those things behind the label of ‘satire’.

[wayvtual]

joe goldberg was gay as fuck for not wanting love n killing her. if that was MY wife i would’ve been eating her out everyday

[dizzying-faust]

For the record, I don't hate the Owl House in general. I haven't seen the show myself and I've heard it's good, but personally, it isn't my thing. I can understand the appeal and can applaudit for its repetition, but the series just didn't vibe with me.

My anger is mostly toward the fandom. You know...

The fandom gatekeep others over liking certain characters/ships.

The fandom that bash other shows to prop up how their show is tha best.

The fandom that act so uppity when people criticize their show or express they don't like it.

The fandom that sends death threats over different opinions.

That fandom

And I know not all the people in the fandom are like this. Heck, I have mutuals who like the show and are chill about it, but the bad eggs in them really poisoned the well on the show for me.

I'm less anti The Owl House and more anti The Owl House FANDOM.

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[foxlightnights]

when it comes to defining what ‘addiction’ means there are three vital questions you must ask: how do we define addiction, CAN we define addiction this way, and finally, *should* we define addiction this way?

[yardsards]

just remembered the other day a teen approached me holding a rapidly melting chunk of ice in his hand and asked if i wanted to buy a "limited edition pet rock"

[katerinaaqu]

Latest trend: What if Odysseus sold himself to Zeus to save his men?

Me: ...

Me: Bitch, you mean what he did with CIRCE?!

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

main take aways from Halloween (1978) rewatch:

michael myers is canonically 21??? this bitch should be at the club

*sees tiddies* ***MURDEROUS RAMPAGE NOISES***

that's it that's the movie

outside of the fact that everyone who has sex is murdered by the narrative, this is a surprisingly chill portrayal of female sexuality? these teen girls are horny and actively enjoying Getting It On with their boytoys. no pushy boyfriends sneaking in through their bedroom windows--these ladies are taking the initiative to sneak out and GET SOME. one of them gets laid and then immediately orders her boyfriend to get her a beer. (yes she gets Slashered soon afterward, but so does the boyfriend so honestly, gender equality.) yes the Final Girl is the only one not having sex, but she's not bullied for that, nor are her friends slut shamed except possibly by being murdered by the narrative

actually the only character who is shown being morally condemned on-screen is michael myers. specifically FOR his violent overreaction to other people's sex lives. (people he is spying on). metaphorically, the villain is American Puritanism sticking its judgy nose into other people's business.

aka Michael Myers Is A Republican

but actually the real villain is the doctor. guy's a judgemental, shaming, pathologizing asshole. and he's been in charge of michael's care since he was SIX YEARS OLD? kid never had a chance. i'd go on a killing spree too

also the parents. where are the parents? it's halloween night and all the teenage girls are home babysitting their younger siblings? come to think of it, michael's first victim was his own older sister, whom he killed while she was babysitting him. teen girls are really shouldering a labour burden here. maybe parentification is the true villain

side note: mike commits his first murder wearing a clown costume...which is never referenced again? his 'iconic' costume is a generic mask and wig and jumpsuit, when we coulda had a Killer Clown Michael Myers??? travesty

i like how the Final Girl and her friend casually smoke weed in her car. yeah she's an honor student and her friend is the sheriff's daughter. yeah they smoke weed. so what it's 1978

(to reiterate, mike is 21 and should be at the club. im not saying he shouldn't be rampaging, im saying it's sad that he broke out, tasted freedom for the first time in his life, and immediately snuck back into his childhood home to go rampaging. let's have a remake where he goes to a nightclub and has a few beers. maybe some slutty dancing. then rampage)

oh no he's hot

[chloesimaginationthings]

This could be a kart if FLAF wasn't fucking around..

[shotmrmiller]

ghost getting himself a cute, soft girl he doesn't talk about much but is clearly obsessed with and price just thinks it's nice he's finally settled down, approves of the home he's made for himself, definitely approves of the one he's taken for himself.

soap asks kyle if he's seen you and he says, "yep. lovely bird he's got tucked away in her little dollhouse. makes great food, too." soap swears there's a subtle shift in his tone when he says "lovely", a hint of something deeper that flickers in his eyes for just a moment. soap simply sucks on his teeth, letting it slide. (although he knows that kyle's always been one to appreciate the good things in life.)

interest gnaws at him, a persistent itch he can't scratch. price likes you just fine, as does kyle. well what about him? he decides to bite the bullet and goes to simon with a knot between his brows, the corners of his lips tugged downwards. they've shared clothes, bullets, beds. if the other two got to meet you, why can't he?

"ya can come over for dinner on tonight. she'd 'ave my neck if she didn't formally meet ya anyway."

soap then asks, out of genuine curiosity more than anything else, if simon would have kept you in the dark from him hadn't he brought you up himself.

"ya meet 'er when i want ya to, boy, and not a moment before." the tone he takes is unmistakeable. his words are a command, not a suggestion, and soap instantly knows to not push further.

soap nods. "ah'll be there."

"course ya will. she'd be terribly disappointed otherwise."

yeah, he'd hate to have that.

soap sits in the living room, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light over the cozy place. with a full stomach and an unfastened belt, nursing a glass of kentucky. he can't remember the last time he ate that well or that much.

maybe it's the alcohol that loosens his tongue, or the fact that he wishes he also had a sweet little thing to keep at his side just like simon's doing with you now, but the thoughts he's been mulling over all evening since he first saw you tumble out of his mouth.

"while ah can attest to yer taste in sweethearts, can't say much about your alcohol. bourbon, LT?" he says, chest warm.

simon's arm tightens around your hips, fingers splayed possessively over your thigh. he shrugs, completely unbothered by the backhanded compliment. "can't be perfect in everythin', can we, sergeant?"

soap's cheeks burn furiously hot when you come to his defense with a smack of your palm onto simon's chest. "be nice to johnny. he's got a face that make up for some of his other flaws."

the teasing lilt in your voice unashamedly gets his southern blood pumping. he can't help it if certain things stir when someone as pretty as you look at him like that. soap swirls the amber liquid gently in the glass while keeping his limpid eyes on you, not even trying to hide the fact that his gaze hasn't wavered since your cheeky little comment.

you then whisper something in simon's ear, your cupped hand not even half the size of his head and soap has to rearrange himself from the outside when your teeth catch your bottom lip. simon looks up at you then, eyes heavy and half lidded, and a smirk plays at the corners of his mouth.

"'m not sure, love. you'll just 'ave to ask 'im yourself. go on."

you open that sweet mouth of yours, but simon cuts you off with a decisive wave of his hand. "no. you know how to ask for things."

your reaction to that is visceral, and you're on your knees faster than his alcohol-muddled brain can comprehend. don't look down 'er shirt, don't look down 'er shirt, don't-

"johnny, will you touch my pussy?"

he splutters at your question, completely taken aback, but it seems you're not done just yet.

"hands to yourself, sergeant. tha' not all."

you pout at simon, one that earns you a look that promises consequence, but do as he says.

"will you touch my pussy, johnny? pretty please?"

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy