#they used to be my safe havens

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

The urge to literally spend all day at a library vs the fact that NOBODY WOULD TAKE ME cri

[redr0sewrites]

i will forever defend these two- NOT to start discourse but they are both so heavily mischaracterized by the fandom its INSANE like omg yes they are flawed but they are also trying their best PLEASE leave them alone 🙏🙏🙏

as usual im yapping in the tags if anyone cares

[majycka]

çօէէąցҽçօɾҽ! ղҽաէʍąʂ

[batcavescolony]

I was talking to an idiot and I need validation.

[punkrogue]

some fucking idiot: when we say "magneto was right" we're saying he's right about society and shit not supporting his terrorist actions

me: don't lump in with your cowardly ass i'm in full throated support of his terrorism. sentinels, purifiers, the mardies etc are all real and exist and want mutants dead and literally no one gives a single shit. they'd rather pass the mutant registration act and make "scaly lives matter" jokes on twitter then help stop the genocide of mutants. it's a good thing actually he's blowing shit up and he should do more of it actually.

[lostfairyart]

I am once again thankful for the community of Tumblr. We’re all weird, creative lil gremlins that have the silliest obsessions over side characters and movies that have been out for decades but we all vibe together and everyone GETS it. It’s beautiful and harmonious, a place for the weird, the wild, the freaks, the lovers, the nerds, the sillies to all co-exist. 💕

I’m saying this because today I rather sheepishly admitted to my siblings that I am, in fact, writing silly one shots of James Norrington and my OC together as a couple. And they LAUGHED.

The utter humiliation I felt, especially since online, especially here in the whimsical world of Tumblr, I felt seen and heard and validated. I’m just so confused on how anyone could see Norrington as anything less than a beautiful Shakespearean styled character??? He’s gorgeously well-written and I only recently appreciated that. Why would it be weird to want to write fanfics about him? Everyone should understand the appeal, even if he wasn’t your forte. But no. My oldest sister even went on to say “Norrington???” in the way most people say “eww.”

Needless to say, I wanted to cry and I came running to Tumblr. My safe haven. 😭💕✨

TLDR: Tumblr has the best, most accepting community for sillies like me and I appreciate it immensely.

[i-will-change-this-someday]

I started listening to Midnight Burger (on ep 20) here are some of my thoughts (in no particular order):

I like all the characters, but I'd say my favorite character is Caspar.

I totally thought it was going to turn out that Caspar was a child when he first found the diner, and the Mucklewains (No clue how to spell that) where kinda his psuedo parents and that's why he was so distressed when the channel changed, and why he was so defensive of them.

also thought that the "Management" that Caspar mentioned in ep 1 was who took him after the diner wasn't open for 3 days.

Good for Effie and Zebulon on being the Hot Ones.

Also thought that Caspar was somehow what made the diner be able to time travel

I will admit, I honestly didn't like Gloria's Ted rebellion, mainly cause I feel like the diner is a neutral party, just that being that active in conflicts felt antithetical to what it is. Not that it would necessarily help the Teds, but like it just wouldn't be such an active opposing force. (I don't know what I'm trying to say here, it just felt off to me.)

no offense to Chuck, but their voice creeps me out.

I know this is going to be a long rant, but honestly, Caspar shouldn’t have been the only one to apologize.

He never would have tossed her into space if she hadn’t put them all in that situation. Like, what Ava did was, to me, way worse.

Caspar told her what his plan was, Ava gave absolutely no warning.

Caspar gave her a choice to do it willingly, Ava didn’t give anyone a choice.

Caspar checked that it was safe, Ava had no idea if she was putting everyone in danger.

Maybe I’m being too harsh, and I know I am biased towards Caspar, but Ava is honestly being such a hypocrite.

“No. I’m not going to forgive you. I’m also not going to apologize for betraying your trust and doing the one thing you asked me not to do. Yeah, you were right, the suit was safe, but I’m still not going to forgive you for making my actions have actual consequences for me.

Actually, I’m even going to insult you, and say that you’re being a selfish asshole for having feelings, and insinuate that you always get your way, never mind the fact that I, Ava, almost always make everyone go along with what I say, because I’m smart and the rest of you are idiots.

And now I’m even going to insult you further by basically telling you to your face that you’re useless and nobody even likes you, we only tolerate you.”

Honestly, if you ask me, Caspar didn’t need to tell Ava about his son, he doesn’t need to justify his place at the diner. The diner is a place for people who need it, and no one should have to tell the others why.

Sure, Caspar knows the others’ reasons, because he’s been at the diner the longest, but he’s not prying, or demanding they tell him.

I felt the same about Effie and Zebulon not wanting to tell them about why people left their church. They clearly didn’t want to talk about it, (I think they might have said that word for word) the others should have just dropped the subject.

Like sure, eventually Caspar should have told them about his son, but it should have been because he trusts them and wanted to share it. Not because he was made to justify his place at the diner.

I know I just bashed Ava a lot, but I don’t hate her, I just think she’s in the wrong here, but the narrative kinda makes it seem she’s right.

I know Caspar calls her out, but he’s the only one to do so, and he folds on the point pretty quickly.

[venusdoesthings]

Honestly youtube lofi playlista hit harder when there from 2017-2019 (peak era for lofi)

[stellagioia]

Seems like I’ve been here for eleven years… all of which I have spent obsessing over tv shows and damaged lead characters 🤷🏻‍♀️

[area51-escapee]

I really, really hate the fact that people are using minorities within the U.S. to try and guilt people into voting for Biden. I hate that when you criticize him or just state you won’t vote for him people always want to come back with “oh so you hate minorities? You hate transgender people? You think kids belong in cages?????”. Don’t you fucking dare use the suffering of actual people to try and garner support for that man, you don’t get to just ignore that immigrants are still being detained at the border, that he decided to continue with the fucking wall, that immigrants, even U.S. born Latinos are still being treated as fucking criminals. You don’t get to ignore that he’s done nothing to protect the transgender community from absolutely vile transphobic laws, you don’t get to ignore the suffering of these communities until it’s suddenly convenient for you. Police brutality has only gotten worse, nobody can afford to fucking live, Covid is still killing and disabling people every fucking day, you can’t just ignore these things because Biden is president. Nobody thinks Trump is going to be “better”, but we recognize that Biden is fucking wretched both domestically and internationally, we recognize that things are already so fucking bad it’s going to be real hard to make anything worse, sometimes it feels like the only thing that’ll end up changing if Trump wins the election is that you fuckers will suddenly speak up about all these issues again just because you can blame it solely on Trump now.

[anyataylorjoys]

Bro how does anyone still have a twitter account at this point... watched D'Angelo's twitter video and there are so many conservative gays who are transphobic on there it's insane and it's more than a corner community, it's like everyone on there being openly transphobic, homophobic and racist, the algorithms of twitter actually promote this kind of rage-bait to your dashboard no matter how many times you attempt to curate your space to not see that type of content. That place is a cesspool and needs to be destroyed it's actually terrifying and worse than I knew about.

[opaleyedprince]

one more dacre post for the evening if you will permit me

thinking abt him growing up and his life before the hunters attacked. was probably a small town, not a lot to do, what's a big family to do but spend a lot of time at the local church - one of the more well-maintained buildings around. no fighting in the church, no words of anger, it was a safe and peaceful place per the adults' rules.

not that it stopped dacre from the occasional scuffle, but he did admittedly like it. he liked the piano and he liked singing. learning from his elders - in the pack and in the general town population alike. and he enjoyed being able to cheer up the younger members of the family with his skills, liked being able to do something right for once. most of all, he liked the rosary given to him by his pack; a bead painted by each member.

as a child, dacre probably wasn't even able to harm pest animals. he was the sort of kid who cried when he accidentally stepped on a bee - and not just because it stung him when he did. he was the kind of kid that pretended not to care + be rough and tough, but had a big soft spot, something the younger kids knew even when the adults assumed he was simply a troublemaker

[overwhelmed-frog]

in my current/first bg3 playthrough, due to a series of unfortunate choices and events, everyone at last light inn became shadowcursed undead and had to be killed. including dammon. which means there’s nothing I can do to fix karlach’s engine (at least as far as I am aware). and if I think about this fact too hard I WILL cry. my girl karlach deserves the whole world!! and I can’t give her the one thing she asked for? to say I am devastated is an understatement

[hj-skb]

※ sound warning ※

small animated scene that was lowkey inspired by how I felt (headcanons) about Ink’s character from fic “finding a safe haven” by AcidGreenFlames

(Ink and Cross’s chapters in particular)

Basically in the original story (finding a safe haven by @therealesino), Dream sensed that Nightmare needed help and tracked him down to a world he’s hiding in intending to have a talk, but Dream didn’t realize it was because Nightmare had a shard of light stuck in his soul after surviving a terrible attack from an unknown enemy causing him to become less emotionally rigid and more vulnerable to feelings. Dream brought Ink along with Blue, but Ink only saw it as an opportunity to eliminate the enemy and attacked Nightmare and the humans he bonded with viciously without a shred of hesitation - and they were only saved because Cross was with Dream at the time and he took a shot for the humans that would have certainly killed them, which Ink had seen as a betrayal.

(in the (headcanon) scenario, I thought about Ink finally catching up to Cross to make good on his implied threats like he did with Nightmare, after Cross had returned to his old comrades and tried hard to get away from his previous life …

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drawing in tahoma2d (opentoonz fork), sound in medly by me

Cross by jakei Killer by rahafwabas Ink by myebi Dream by joku Blue by (community)

[newtedison]

brinho week, day 5: celebrities

minho and brenda as independent wrestlers, rated T, 1.2k

People say that wrestling is fake. It’s sort of true.

Sure, it’s not a real competition. Like any TV show, the winners and losers are predetermined. There’s a storyline in place that the wrestlers have to follow, and certain moves that they have to hit. But other than that, everything that happens is made up in the moment.

Not only do the two wrestlers involved have to decide their moves and communicate this to each other secretly, but they have to pull off those moves in a way that reduces as much actual harm to the other person as possible. It takes an incredible level of cohesion.

Or sometimes you just really kick your opponent in the face, or really slam them from the top rope, or really put them through a table. There’s only so much that can be faked.

This delicate dance between performance and reality is where Brenda and Minho thrive. They delight in keeping everyone guessing. In the ring, they hold the audience in the palm of their hands. 

“Listen, as cute as you look in your gear and everything, let’s stop playing pretend,” Minho says with a shrug. He’s playing the heel, or the bad guy, in his match against Brenda. “When the bell rings, you’re gonna realize you’re playing with the big dogs now. And I’m not gonna hold back my bite just cause you’re a bitch.”

The crowd boos at this as Brenda shakes her head. To the audience, this conveys “Wow, how pathetic” but Minho knows she’s telling him “Hey, good line.”

“We’ll see who’s whimpering after the match,” Brenda responds, then chucks the mic out of the ring. Minho mirrors her.

Admittedly, their audience is smaller in scale than they would like. They’ve been working their way through the independent circuit for almost as long as they’ve been dating, years of hard work and gradually moving up through slightly bigger promotions. 

But there’s a sort of beauty to a smaller audience. You get more loyal and consistent fans, you can recognize faces in the crowd. The reactions are more raw, more passionate. Almost more intimate. 

The referee gets them each to a corner, then signals for the bell to be run. The two circle each other for a minute, pretending to size the other up, before locking their arms together in a traditional wrestling grapple. They “jockey for position” until Minho tucks his head in so his mouth is covered.

“Side toss,” he whispers to Brenda. “Put me in an early submission.”

Brenda subtly nods, then hooks Minho around the neck and tosses him over her hip before holding him down to the mat and pulling his arm back in a submission. It doesn’t really hurt the way she’s doing it, but Minho yells out in pain anyway, and the crowd cheers at Brenda taking the sexist guy down within the first minute.

The best part about smaller promotions is that they allow for intergender wrestling. It’s something that should really be commonplace by now -- it can easily be done quite safely, and crowds love it. But the bigger companies aren’t ready yet, are worried what the image of a man suplexing a woman will do for their sponsorship deals.

Here, Minho and Brenda can beat each other up as much as they want, and get paid for it, too.

Minho crawls over to the bottom rope and grabs it, forcing Brenda to break the submission. She stands up and poses for the crowd while Minho gets to his feet.

They grapple up again. Brenda wants to keep the momentum going.

“Corner,” she mumbles. Minho hears her, and pulls her by the arm so her momentum sends her crashing into the corner. Minho then comes running at her and delivers a clothesline, his arm going against her collarbone. He pulls the force back so most of the impact doesn’t hit, but Brenda plays it up by collapsing to the lower part of the corner. 

Minho then proceeds to kick her a few times before shoving her face into the corner turnbuckle. The crowd appropriately boos. 

The referee tells Minho to get out of the corner before he’s disqualified. He backs up, keeping his hands in the air. The crowd stomps to motivate Brenda to get up. She nods her head vigorously to the beat, using the energy to rush forward and fly past the referee, jumping into the air and landing a dropkick to Minho’s chest. She slaps her leg so it sounds harder than it is, and Minho drops himself to the mat.

All Brenda had said was “corner,” and they were able to complete that whole section of moves. It shows how often they’ve worked together in the ring that they were able to communicate so easily.

That skill also transferred to their relationship, which was an added bonus.

Brenda follows up her dropkick by kneeling down and elbowing Minho in the face, the two communicating each time she lowers her head.

“Middle,” Minho says.

“Backflip?”

“Go for it.”

Brenda finishes her barrage, then grabs Minho by one arm and leg and drags him until he’s in the center of the ring. She poses for the crowd, then makes a cross-chop to Minho on the ground before running to the ropes and springboarding off of them in a moonsault, landing on Minho’s stomach. He grunts a bit at the impact, but it’s nothing he hasn’t handled before.

The crowd cheers at the landing, then counts along with the referee as Brenda goes for her first pin attempt.

“One! Two!”

Minho lifts a shoulder to break the pin, too early to end the match here. They’re just getting started.

“We got ‘em now,” Minho whispers to Brenda. 

The rest of the match goes more or less the same, the two calling out moves and moments to each other to flip the momentum of the match back and forth, the crowd cheering when Brenda is winning and booing when Minho is. Minho makes a few more sexist comments to Brenda, as well, which garners more boos but also a laugh that Brenda barely manages to disguise as her face is shoved into the mat by Minho’s boot.

Now it’s time for the big finish. Minho has her in the corner again, berating her about how she’s an embarrassment to womanhood, and so on. He slaps her repeatedly, the referee pulling Minho back. The crowd is absolutely livid, chanting “Asshole!”

Brenda feels the adrenaline kicking in through her feet, a trembling that shoots up her legs and rattles her heart. She looks at Minho over the referee’s shoulder, and he gives her a look, one that no one else would ever be able to decipher but her. He’s telling her to end the match here, and how to do it.

Brenda bites back a smile. She always feels the most alive when she’s wrestling him.

When the referee finally moves to the side, Brenda rushes forward and offers a slap of her own, the sound of it echoing through the small arena. Minho puts a hand to his cheek in mock-shock, the hesitation enough for Brenda to lift Minho over her head, the crowd losing their minds over this feat of strength. Brenda smirks before dropping Minho and lifting one knee, Minho moving his head expertly to avoid actually being hit. But the crowd is none-the-wiser, responding with a unanimous “oof.”

Brenda gets to the ground and covers Minho’s shoulders for the pin. He talks to her as the crowd counts along.

“You crushed it. I love you.”

“ONE! TWO! THREE!”

[800-dick-pics]

the man or the bear convo is not hitting with my lesbian ass like....

id pick bear everytime too but uhhhhh some of yall attracted to men are the man in the man or bear convo

like i PERSONALLY have never had a woman/person attracted to men stick up for me or proctect me from lesphobic/misogynoiristic violence so, everytime the man was prioritized and i was put in harms way. So while i know there are some non lesbians that are cool ones, i dont be rocking with ppl with men in their immediate lives.