#then I'll be fine

[dogboy-dyke]

I wish vore was real not because I think it's hot but rather because I admire the efficiency of large predators that eat a quarter of their body weight in one sitting and then don't have to worry about eating anything else for like a week

[aerisan-ace]

Slight vent, but my best friend just opened up to me about how she feels that people judge our friendship. That she only became friends with me because I'm smart, that she sees how obvious it is on other's stares. That she wanted to push me away so they'd stop staring. Of course, I comforted and reassured her (that it's not like that, and never was.)

But I can't help but feel hurt at this. (Not just towards other people, but also her?) Does she not trust me and herself enough, that she thinks our friendship solely revolves around academics? That she subconsciously thinks I'm just 'The smart friend' while I saw her as the most amazing, best friend, whom I feel comfortable with other than my cousins? But no, I'm just the smart friend (that's it?)

I never told her this. (What kind of friend centers one's problems to themselves??) Yet, I feel like she's telling me "I feel uncomfortable around you with other people because you're superior than me. Please don't hang out near me when others are watching," (and that hurts so bad coming from a person I care for deeply.)

I know she's just telling me how she feels (and it's fine to feel), I'm glad she opened up to me. But it doesn't mean that it didn't hurt. I didn't tell her this too (she'll blame herself.) I feel like our friendship is drifting apart.

And it's not like I'm not unwell. I have trust and relationship issues. (I often run from my problems, I admit.) but I'm trying to not run away this time. To not break off our friendship from this problem. (I can't commit to anything.)

I probably made this post to feel better about myself. To prove her wrong, to make people take my side. (maybe I really am) but I know deep down, it'll just hurt. Whether people take my side or not. (if there even is sides to take)

I don't know. I probably made this way too long. I just want to feel heard. About what I feel. (I don't want to feel better. I just want to feel seen)

[unma]

Rant below. Some stuff here about homophobia, racism, and my issues with Christianity (in relation to the uni I'm attending).

I've complained enough about being in a christian university and how much that sucks, but the fall festival here happened a couple days ago and I'm starting to genuinely feel unsafe here.

The most recent Internet Today video about Trump, made me realize that if he won, shit really would hit the fan. Specifically me putting two and two together about their plans for denaturalization, and all the racism against Haitian immigrants.

This alone is fine. I mean, it's definitely fucked that one of the two major political parties hates my very existence and the existence of people like me, but I've gotten used to living in such a sucky world.

What made me worried was heading to the fall festival and seeing a table for some conservative organization targeting youths. It makes sense, Christians fine with Christian universities likely lean right anyway, but it did feel a little weird given the fact still fresh in my mind that the future they want would have me gone, either dead or living a much worse life.

Then I saw some of the chalk drawings on the ground, for some sort of event or something (I don't pay that much attention to the goings on if they don't concern me or my classes) and saw a pro-life message. And then I remembered all the homophobic sermons I've had to listen to on Wednesdays. And that racism is still very much a thing, not at all helped by the fact that some of the people I hang around had discussed it in passing.

Don't get me started on their opinions on Israel. I'm scared to even bring that up.

I've mentioned to some people that if it weren't for the fact that I was attending this uni, I might have felt safe to express myself a little more, wear dresses and just try to be me for the first time in my life. And I'd already accepted that I'd have to wait years for that chance, but now I'm slowly but surely getting more and more worried.

It's not that I'm worried about being attacked by a racist or something. Least of my issues, most of the people here (at least, all the people I've met) are kind and rather clearly not racist, and I don't leave my room enough to even be worried about that lol. It's just that a good majority of the people here have political ideas completely opposed to mine, because this is an institution built on said ideas that I oppose. And those ideas include the fact that people like me, people who are queer, are sinners and will gain eternal suffering for just trying to be ourselves.

Who knows? Maybe if Trump continues to open his mouth for long enough they might decide that actually, they don't like immigrants like me anymore and want me gone or dead.

I so hate it here.

[doom-dreaming]

hottest day of the week? check. fans still potentially not working in my doors at the warehouse? check. intense first-day period cramps? check. tailgated aggressively by the person behind me the whole length of my commute? check.

gonna be A Day

[dandelionlovesyou]

I can't do anything right in this house anymore 😓

[clonerightsagenda]

I was rambling on the issue of museums and human remains and how certain populations are more likely to have their bodies put on display to be gawked at and then went "well I guess the Pompeii casts were of Europeans. there are bones in there right?" and Googled it to make sure, at which point I confirmed that yes there are bones in there, but more interestingly DNA testing revealed that a cast of an adult holding a child everyone assumed was a mother and child were, in fact, a man and a kid entirely unrelated to him. Honestly that's more moving to me. Maybe they were connected in a way other than blood, but maybe a stranger saw a child when the world was ending and thought the one thing he could do was hold them.

[some-pers0n]

Minecraft movie trailer dropped this thing looks awful my skin itches just looking at these things

[artistic-cocoon]

Saw someone on twt say they wanted to see Percy drawn like Yusuf Dikec and I couldn't help myself

[murderballadeer]

people are so weird about babies like calling them crotch goblins, reducing being a parent "letting someone cum in you" etc etc etc like those are tiny little humans you don't have to want to have any of your own but they are literally just small people & it's weird to constantly describe them in crude sexual terms and/or as subhuman

[typewriter-worries]

thinking about jeff buckley being asked, "how do you want to be remembered?" and answering with, "as a good friend."

[justthatspiffy]

I'M ONLY GOING TO SAY THIS ONCE

I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, you can combine one 8oz can of pumpkin puree with one box cake mix (any kind but spice cake is best) and about 1 cup semisweet chocolate chips, drop by tablespoon-ish onto a greased/parchment/silpat cookie sheet, and bake at 350F for 13-16 minutes

if there are no spices in either your cake mix or pumpkin puree i suggest adding warm spices such as cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves

THE GOVERNMENT DOES NOT WANT THIS INFORMATION GETTING AROUND

[bubbarnes]

“... yeah, I think Bucky could be a great dad.”

[mewmewdoppio]

Something about having fathers that don't listen to you and your sibling(s) getting more attention and missing your mom.

[2bu]

this is literally what it feels like to be a pre-op & fat trans dude

[sergle]

when ppl’s “body positive/plus size” art just starts and ends with a big ass

[the-raindeer-king]

(A/N: This is part 2 to my Mama Riley au! Thanks for all the love on the first one. ❤ no content warning and I'm trying to keep this gender neutral. Enjoy!!!)

You never expected your angry rant to actually change Simon's behavior. But it has, based on Mama Riley's weekly updates. He's stopping by more, staying longer. He's actually telling her things, mainly about his coworkers, but she's just happy he's finally opening up to her.

While you believe her, you're not seeing the change yourself. Fridays are when you have dinner with Mama Riley, and now apparently Simon too. He just… stares at you, a permanent frown on his face. As if you're the one intruding.

Part of you is glad he doesn't talk much. The few sentences he does speak, the low timber of his voice makes your heart race. Behind the scars and unwelcoming attitude, Simon Riley is a handsome man. But your loyalty lies with his mom. He needs to be a better son, and some silly crush isn't going to change your mind that easily.

Ironically, it's said loyalty that makes Simon fall for you so fast. His loyalty is rock solid, a promise held steadfast, an ache he feels in his chest every morning. There's no one Simon cares more about than his mom, and to see someone else care so deeply and fiercely about her makes you so insanely attractive to him. On top of that, your concern for Mama Riley made you willing to say something to him, and Simon knows he's off-putting and scary.

What I'm getting at is that this man is so down bad, it's not even funny. He'd literally take you to the court house and marry you immediately, if you were willing. But you're not, and he's kind of clueless on how to convince you to give him a chance. He'd rather catch a live grenade bare handed than ask his mom.

His mom who clocked the crush immediately, and is trying to help him without helping him. Even if their relationship is strained (much better now thanks to you!), she knows her son, and she knows he has feelings for you. And while she's not trying to meddle, she is trying to create opportunities for y'all to interact and get to know each other.

Opportunities that Simon keeps fumbling because he clams up so bad around you. He's never been good around people in general, and his crush on you just makes it twice as bad. Plus, he's aware that you hate him, and that's not doing him any favors either.

Mama Riley gives him time to make an attempt, only to watch him struggle and usually fail. But the attempts he's making with small talk, bad jokes, bringing you small knick knacks from deployment; it seems to be working. You're both opening up to each other, growing a friendship.

But as the months pass, nothing grows beyond a friendship. You don't want to ruin things between yourself and Mama Riley. Plus, you're not entirely sure where Simon's feelings lie. He's just as weird and off-putting as he was in the beginning, just now he tells you bad jokes and calls you ‘love’.

And, while Mama Riley promised herself that she wouldn't meddle - Simon's a grown man after all, he should be able to handle this - it's almost painful for her to watch the way you and Simon dance around each other. Nobody here is getting any younger, and after almost a year of watching you two, she decides to take matters into her own hands.

Simon's two months into deployment, when Mama Riley invites you over for routine Friday dinner. You're barely one glass of wine in, when she drops the bombshell on you.

“You know, Simon's in love with you.”