#that was a legally binding thing to me

[blackbackedjackal]

Why was Blud talking about the Manifesto?

She wanted to watch "The Fandom" documentary to shit talk a bunch of people she didn't like.

[c1airidryl]

There's nothing that will ever make furry adopts make sense to me...I'm sorry but Its a ludicrous thing to spend money on... Artists get ur bag tho like no shade if you sell them it's more like absurd to me

[cqcandchill]

going through a moral conundrum that i don't know what to do about for the 17263627th time

on one hand i feel obligated to help my mother by staying in her home for financial reasons and keep talking myself out of leaving bc i feel guilty. on the other hand she's repeatedly violated my boundaries and very obviously doesn't respect them when i'm not around (like having people sit on my couch/use my personal shit while i'm away, when i've asked her to keep her guests downstairs regardless of how they're related to me).

and now the latest in that series is sending my cousin to inspect the house - when i wasn't home, without my permission or consent - because i'm not talking to her rn and i'm pretty fucking mad at everyone involved. (and i know this happened bc i came home one day and lights were on that i didn't leave on etc.) and it just feels so violating.

and as much as i hate moving idk how much longer i can keep snapping my last straws because i've been on the brink for this entire year. and i knowwwww that i can't fully heal until i'm out of this deeply codependent situation with somebody who has made it clear she doesn't respect me as a human being. but man i really don't know what the right choice is here.

[zipquips]

petition for my parents to stop thinking i'm unprepared and being stupid with the idea of getting a pet

[nostalgia-tblr]

Okay so as it transpires I feel that despite promising to abide by the results of the poll, the winning entry "that male variant of sylvie" is just a tad too wank-baity for me to be willing to actually use it, so in the tradition of so many other tyrants I am going to re-run the voting until I get a result I am happier with. And then I shall abide by the will of the people.

[llycaons]

I'm so tired of the 'well *condescending explaination* Susan, meme phrase. like I think it was a really useful format for certain topics related to like, wealthy white women's sense of privilege or being out of touch with other ppls experiences esp poc or poor ppl and thats a great usage of it, but more and more I see it applied to completely unrelated topics and it's just starting to sound unironically misogynistic

[paskariu]

when will people learn that the "no ads" sticker on my mailbox INCLUDES ads for your religion

fuck off, man. i'm a gay atheist

i won't join either catholics, protestants, jehova's witnesses or your local free church ffs

save the environment or something by not shoving a bunch of shit i'll throw in the trash immediately in my mailbox

[hwitzr]

general themes and ideas for my portrayal of katsuk.i:

a broken prototype: "then turn selfishness into a weapon. make things yours, make other lives and dreams hopes yours." / "it feels like i'm sad for an infinite number of my selves." / "it has to be perfect. to make up for it, to make for the fact that it's me."

butterflies:  re: metamorphosis, "you listen and you know you could live a better life than you do, be softer, kinder. and maybe this year you will be able to do it." / "i act and react, and suddenly i wonder 'where is the boy that i was last year?'... what would he think of me now?" / "mostly, i want to be kind."

fear of insignificance: "i want to try and be terrific, even for an hour, i feel like a time traveller: summer dissolves in my mouth and i can’t remember what it tasted like" / "it terrifies you. that you missed out on something."

without body and mind: "could i just ... let my molecules separate while you keep an eye on the burner? the flame's fickle. here's hoping it doesn't go out." / "i feared a wound not of the body but the soul, an irreconcilable division between myself and the rest of humankind."

guilt as an open wound: "i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, i want to tell you this story without having to be in it." / "the enormity of my desire disgusts me." / "the strength of my desire, the speed with which it flowers, shocks me; i flinch and startle."

anger as someone else: "i began to realise that although the violence was over, i still carried it with me." / "let the current carry the body away. let it sink. let yourself grieve and learn from this: learn to love." / "violence does not always take physical forms."

and anger as all you are: "aside from luck, what has driven your career? rage. i'm fucking angry, man. about everything." / "i know if i had not discovered art, i would have become a criminal." / "he plays very badly, but it stops him from destroying things."

sometimes people can understand you better than yourself: "to be a monster is to be a hybrid signal, a lighthouse: both shelter and warning." / "i was taught to desire nothing, to swallow other people's misery, and to eat my own bitterness."

a study in shame: "mother please believe me, ... i'm ashamed of the things i've been put through, i'm ashamed of the person i am." / "another morning and i wake with the thirst for the goodness i do not have." / "the horror of myself, and the meanness of myself.” / "isn't all that rage so ugly? and isn't it mine, still? good god, isn't it mine?"

you don't look to the past but drown through it: "when you leave your home and wander really far, you always think, ‘i want to go home.’ but then you come home, and of course it’s not the same." / "time passes, memory fades, adujusts, conforms to what we think we remember." / "it eats and tears away at me."

mother and son and the complexities that brings: "mother, i have pasts inside me i did not bury properly." / "i am a reflection of my mother's secret poetry as well as her hidden angers." / "i am my mother's child, and it terrifies me."

the ghost of who you were: "you are twenty-one and you know there are too many things out here. you're so afraid of becoming a ghost, but you are more afrai of what will happen if you don't." / "yes, i believe in ghosts, but we create them. we haunt ourselves."

[a-high-femme]

okay so update I’m gonna be doing something Evil and I legitimately hate that I’m doing it… legit wish that I had the luxury of being nice in this situation

[spookyjarchivist]

sometimes i think about how we don’t actually use the hobbit characters real names (and probably more i haven’t done much of a deep dive),, like bilbo’s real name is bilba, we know this, it’s canon, we just call him the fake translation bilbo bc we see that version used throughout the books, ive seen one or two people in fic make their real names their real names in a fake “hobbitish” language and then have their fake names be “westron”-ized outer name versions like the dwarves do, which is a wonderful way to squeeze it in, but it’s a bit weird we never just use their real names, like yeah tolkien was basing it off of the translation style of his time, but it’s also a bit of a translation faux pas nowadays, so theoretically we should be using their real names if we’re in keeping with the evolution of translation standards, which is a very fun way of looking at it, a bit tempted to do some thorough research and make an “updated translation” version of the books, which is wholly unnecessary and no more than a fun novelty item type of thing, but it feels like the exact sort of nonsense tolkien would love, the main things that would change besides names would likely be some turns of phrase or minor words and proper nouns and such

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

i cannot emphasize how much i do not care about actual like. romance but one of my most recent daydreams at work is imagining a man who would propose to me (at work) (i do not know this man) purely because he thinks i could make cute children. i think about this often while trying to figure out what fucking guy would do that

[majimemegoro]

i keep having the urge to make a poll thats like "what will finally kill me" listing all the infections ive had in the last 2 months but that would be maladjusted behavior so im. not gonna do that. yeah

[nezuscribe]

what if instead of arranged!gojo it’s arranged!sukuna? he’s in his curse form, centuries ago, and the elders decide that the only thing that might appease him would be a marriage between him and their youngest sorcerer, you.

naive you who thought that this was just another state affairs issue, not realizing that they had signed you off as the bride of the infamous sorcerer killer.

it’s weeks of fighting, tears, screaming, until you’re eventually hauled away and thrown on the steps of his estate. they don’t bother with a wedding, just a piece of parchment that legally binds you and him together.

you don’t even see the curse for a while.

you try your best to get used to the bustle of activity, to life on the grounds, how to act as a “wife”, but you are yet to see the king of curses.

at some point, in between your day filled with boredom and nights filled with tears you decide that enough is enough. if he’s not even here, then he won’t even notice if you were to run away.

you pack some things, escaping through a window as you make your way through the woods near his estate, not daring to look behind you as you feel the twigs cutting your cheeks, heart palpitating so fast you fear you might just die.

and you think you’ve made it, finding an open pasture, most likely one of a nearby farmer, and let out a sigh of freedom.

if not for the massive force that jumps from behind you, holding your weak body to the ground.

you let out a hoarse scream, trying to breathe through the clawed hand wrapped around your throat.

your eyes widen in fear as you meet four, your chest heaving at the sly grin that makes its way onto his face.

“you have audacity, i’ll give you that,” the king of curses says with a chuckle, his baritone voice shaking your bones.

you try to turn your face away, wincing as he rests his weight even more on top of you.

“y-you…you don’t even want me,” you choke out, lips trembling as you take in the unreadable expression that takes over him.

his nails dig into your skin, threading blood.

“don’t stoop so low,” he growls, “to think that i’d follow you out of want,”

“i don’t like it when what’s mine goes missing.”

[brltpop]

Not only i was nerfed by being allergic to metal but i was also nerfed by being allergic to adhesive/latex 🤠

[nostalgia-tblr]

i am reading a book and i am not 100% sure but i think alison weir has misinterpreted what a 'precontract' is?

[theabstruseanon]

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