#sorry this lives in my mind rent free

[copias-juicebox]

scusi?? 😳🥵 x

[liketolaugh-writes]

Okay but Danny Phantom and Fairly Odd Parents is such an interesting study in contrast

Because while they're both products of their time (ugh the aughts ugh) Fairly Odd Parents shows what Butch Hartman thinks severe neglect looks like, and the differences between the Turners and the Fentons are very clear in that way

The Fentons are silly! They do silly things, like put lab samples in the fridge and weld things at the dinner table. They embarrass their kids and get easily distracted at plot-convenient points. They mess up cartoonishly all the time but they go to such massive lengths to protect their kids.

The Turners? Are mean. They tell Timmy to his face that they don't give a shit about him. They complain about what his being born has cost them. They openly wish they hadn't had him, they ditch him as much as they possibly can, they never listen if he asks for help (which he usually doesn't.)

And you set that next to the Fentons and it's obvious that, while the Fentons are massively fucked up... Hartman never meant to imply they didn't care.

I don't know where I'm going with this, I just think it's interesting

[poposusz]

Finally got this out of my head and into reality. A little more violent version below the cut.

[mercifullymad]

i feel passionately about the need to enfold people experiencing (or diagnosed) with "just" depression or anxiety into the mad pride project. the more people who view themselves as mad, the better. much as the rhetorical move from "neurotypical" to "neuroconforming" emphasizes the artifice & social construction of "neurotypicality," so too will expanding identification as "mad" expose the sane/mad dichotomy as a false one.

it's true that (some) people with "just" depression and/or anxiety have an easier time navigating the psych system than people who have more stigmatized diagnoses. but this is not to say that they necessarily have an easy time — the carceral psych system is hostile to everyone subsumed by it, even the most "privileged" patients. we should of course critique & examine how our experiences are shaped by various intersections of privilege, but we cannot forget or ignore how someone with "just" a depression/anxiety diagnosis can still experience the full force of the carceral psych system brought down upon them (including but not limited to involuntary institutionalization, police intervention, & forced medication or other forced treatment).

we must encourage, if not insist, that those with the least-stigmatized diagnoses view their difficult experiences navigating the psych system as bound up with the liberation of people who have more stigmatized diagnoses &, often, a more violent experience of the psych system. we need more people to drop the "i have anxiety/depression but i'm not crazy" line and say loudly, "i have anxiety/depression & i am crazy. my access to just treatment is linked to the conditions of all other crazy people, who are my allies, peers, & friends. we are united in our cause & we all deserve a more liberating system of care."

[starstruckodysseys]

i know i’ve said it before but i have to say it again bc guys i love liv skyler so much. she got into stanford and didn’t tell anyone. she steals things from walgreens she doesn’t even want. she’s a people pleaser who doesn’t actually know what she wants but she’s working on it. she’s so genuinely kind. her first instinct upon realizing she had autonomy in movie world was to attempt to punch her henchman. she asked what a cool word for drugs was. she attempted to crush a guy’s skull and failed so hard the actual guy whose body she was in told her she might be going too far. she later attempted to crush her coworker’s skull the perfect amount and succeeded. she interrupted what might have been a very important moment to snark at her coworker. she accidentally got into two of the wildest bets ever. she’s a certified weird girl (affectionate) and i adore her

[neurotonic]

Happy birthday to an icon!!!! Dr. Roxana Prism you'll always be famous

[bunni-lee]

itachi chasing cock <3

[ghostofashina]

halsin + grabbing tav by the waist for science

[comatosebunny09]

When you say he (Astarion) is nervous about initiating a kiss with you/Tav, I see him pacing back and forth by the fire clearly not acting like himself until you/Tav tell him to call his tits.

Lmfao at the “calm his tits.” 😂😂😂

The deer you’re whittling is no longer interesting.

Instead, you’re intrigued by your love, wearing a path into the soil around the fire with how much he’s paced back and forth.

Your lips twitch into a smile. Whatever’s bothering him, you’ll get to the heart of it. It’s unlike Astarion to be so anxious. The knit between his brows doesn’t suit his handsome face.

You set your carving knife down, leaning back on your hands, feet dangling from the log. “Astarion,” you caution over the crackling fire.

His shoulders tense. It’s like he’s been caught indulging in a naughty secret. He doesn’t meet your gaze, too busy running jittery fingers through his hair. He dons that mask of nonchalance. You see right through it.

“Yes, love?”

You pat the space beside you. Your tone leaves no room for argument. “Come sit.”

Silence stretches between you, save for the ballad of the katydids inhabiting the forest around. The air is so tense, you could cut through it with a blade.

You raise a brow when his lips tremble around a reply. It never comes. Your stomach plummets. Maybe something truly is troubling him.  

With a drop of his shoulders and a sigh, Astarion wanders to you, plopping down on the log. A good bit of distance rests between you. He’s rigid, avoiding your gaze at all costs. It’s hard not to when you look at him like that. A mixture of hurt and curiosity that makes something twinge in his chest.

Did you do something? Say something to offend him? You browse through the catalog of your mind for answers. Other than your usual banter, you can’t think of a single instance where you’ve done something to set him off.  

You’ve called him beautiful. Touched him with explicit permission. Acknowledged his boundaries. So…why?

Warily, you inch closer until your thighs brush. Astarion stiffens even more, a strained sound pinched from his throat. You contemplate backing off, but…well, something tells you to press on tonight. At least with subtle advances.

Maybe he needs this.

Absently, your pinky smooths over the back of his hand on his thigh. Some silent encouragement. Something is eating away at him, but you’d rather he reveal it in his own time.

No sense in trying to squeeze blood from a stone.

“I—” begins Astarion, wheedling through the mess of your thoughts.

You turn hopeful eyes to him, quizzically tilting your head. Grow a little bolder, gently placing your hand over his. Angle yourself closer, urging him to continue.

He wears something of a pout. Looks at the ground, a little contemplative, a little annoyed. It’s cute. Better than the somberness he wore before.

His eyes flit back to you, and the air is siphoned from your lungs. You’ll never get used to those eyes. The beauty they possess, the love they seem to exude only for you.

Astarion engulfs your hand with his. Takes a deep breath, as if he’s about to reveal all the world’s secrets.

Finally, he ventures, “I…want to kiss you.”

You blink. Relief surges through your chest. The rigidness you once held sloughs off, replaced by a pitying smile.

Is that all?

“Alright,” you say. Quickly shift to angle your cheek towards him.

You anticipate the brush of cold lips against your skin. Something chaste and abrupt to make your body hum with affection. To leave it aching for more.

But it never comes.

Instead, you’re met with a chuckle. An arctic finger slips beneath your chin, encouraging your gaze to return to your beloved.

“No, darling,” he softly chides. “Not like that.”

You stare at him, bemused.

There’s a humored crinkle in his eye. Sluggishly, he etches a triangle between your eyes and lips with his darkening gaze. Thumb cruises over your chin, and your lips instinctively part.

Realization settles on your shoulders. Your mouth forms around a quiet oh.

It would be your first time kissing like this in a very long time. You’ve never pushed him further than the graze of your lips on his cheek, knuckles, or the crown of his head. So, pardon you for being a little out of sorts.

A little giddy.

You find your wits scattered amongst the clouds. Feel like you’re dreaming as the forest and campfire dwindle into beautiful bokeh around you.

“A-Alright. I would…like that,” you wistfully murmur. Unconsciously, you crane your body closer, your lids drooping under the weight of his spell.

Astarion sifts through the haze and leans closer, your cheek cupped adoringly in his palm. Your hand clasps around his wrist, the other scrunched in your lap.

You’ve but milliseconds to admire the curl of his lashes before his mouth descends on yours. Pillow-soft and gentle, and you pour the deftest sound into his body.

He breaks away before you’ve any time to lose yourself in the suppleness of his lips. You whine softly, chewing on your lip whilst he chuckles. You yearn for more. Always do.

But you’ll settle for this, idly stroking his wrist with your thumb as he presses your foreheads together, appearing weightless with a youthful smile rounding his lips.

[bleue-flora]

Wait... Dream was born on August 12, 1999 and Dream was arrested in the Disc Finale on January 20, 2021 soo... wait, wait, wait, that means he was only 21 when he was imprisoned for life in a small lava covered box!... Did I do that math right? 21?! Man was barely able to drink legally in the United States and they gave him a life sentence in a boiling cell with nothing but lava, raw potatoes, a clock, and some books?!... oh my god...

[its-short-for-jackalope]

me every time I miss the t on my keyboard and type "rhis" or "rhat" and autocorrect doesn't fix it

[pande-monty-um]

Still getting comfortable with the new program 🫠

[devasdiary]

Alex and Nigel as knights templar ♤

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD

on glasses at Closing Ceremony - 21º Marrakech International Film Festival

[beanghostprincess]

I want Shanks to apologize to Buggy, not because of not chasing the One Piece right away, but for not reaching out to him when Buggy ran away.

There are so many things involved in their separation and Buggy resents him (unfairly, sometimes, but validly enough if you think about his situation) for stuff other than not stopping him. But that's the one thing Shanks could do to save them and he didn't because he viewed Buggy's rejection as plain hatred and he didn't want to get in the way of his decision.

But! His decision was to be with Shanks, and idiotically enough, Shanks didn't see it. Because they were both stupid impulsive teenagers with so much grief to deal with and nobody to tell them what they were supposed to do.

Buggy ran away despite wanting to stay by Shanks' side because he didn't fully understand his decision and jumped to conclusions. And Shanks didn't stop him because he thought Buggy wanted him to respect his decision.

So yes, I want Shanks to apologize to Buggy for not seeing what was right in front of him but I'm sure that even if Buggy doesn't apologize for his impulsive behavior and unfair resentment (he's too proud for that) just making amends with Shanks would be enough for both.

[currentlyonstandbi]

that 'when i ask my boyfriend to come cuddle me but i forget how muscular he is' picture but it's jayce lying on top of viktor