#this is not an exhaustive list

[anonsystem]

What Narcissism Is:

holding yourself to extremely high standards (if I'm not perfect at it, I'm a failure)

being incredibly sensitive to criticism (becoming suicidal if you think someone thinks you're bad at something)

having a very brittle sense of self-worth that's heavily reliant on what others think of you

What Narcissism is Not:

being uniquely abusive

having no morals

being a bad person

ETA: this is not an exhaustive list of NPD traits! more traits than these are necessary to have NPD! I chose these particular features to emphasize things that aren't often talked about outside of dedicated NPD communities and to highlight the fact that NPD is a disorder based in the internalized fear that you are never good enough.

[laurelsofhighever]

Unresolved issues facing Ferelden after the end of the Fifth Blight:

Orlais

a failed harvest caused by tainted fields and/or the civil war being fought on the land

stragglers from the darkspawn horde

rebuilding Denerim and other towns/villages

massive depopulation

foreign government getting twitchy about the number of refugees still having the nerve to be refugees

political unrest because your choices for ruler are a) a half-commoner whom nobody knew about until 5 minutes ago b) someone who technically doesn’t have a claim to the throne beyond ‘was already doing the job might as well keep doing it’ c) a combination of (a) or (b) with added spice of being from a family who is politically op but was also all but erased less than a year ago

trade deal with Orzammar (?)

Orlais

political unrest because the city elves were promised power and there’s not really any way to stop them if they riot about it

scrutiny from Wiesshaupt because there’s no way two junior Wardens killed an archdemon by themselves in a year

not enough mabari anymore :(

potentially an old god demon baby who might destroy the world

so we found Andraste’s ashes, who’s going to send an army for Andraste’s ashes?

[artemistorm]

LU Podfic Menu

Never listened to a podfic before? Curious to try listening to one? Here's a menu of Linked Universe podfics!

Legend gives Wind a nickname but won't tell him what it means - 30 min - fluff with angst/whump

Relationship between Legend and Sky (personal fave) - 1 hr - fluff/angst/whump

Hyrule is targeted by the Yiga - 1hr 20min - angst/whump

While Sky is heterosexual, all the other Links are ace/aroace - 1hr - fluff

Wind and Four talk about the mysterious new link, Wild - 6 min - fluff

Time destroys the Sheikah slate - 7 min - angst

The Chain tells spooky stories (personal fave) - 50 min - fluff/light angst

Four tries to figure out why Wild keeps breaking stuff - 20 min - fluff/light angst

Wild is kidnapped by a horror monster - 1 hr - whump

Wind is terrified of loftwings - 30 min - angst

[a-flaming-idiot]

Reasons I think there should be more fanfics where Marinette renounces the Ladybug Miraculous:

Very small

Heart-Too-Big Disease(Terminal)

Very eepy

Someone get this girl some anti-depressants I'MFUCKINGBEGGI-

No Heroing = More time to bake & sew

Marinette's love language is gift-giving so she can make things for all her friends

friends are in less danger

Chat Noir can know her identity

Chat Noir can give his princess forehead kisses while on duty

She can hide with her friends and comfort each other during akuma attacks

Ladybug Alya/Kagami/Nino/Luka

New Ladybug can give civilian Marinette forehead kisses as well

She can be Multimouse sometimes(as a treat)

Maybe Akumatized Marinette(She is so tired, please give her a break[But also she would be so interesting as an akuma])

Throw stale croissants at Master Fu

Did I mention she is very tired and should be allow to sleep more?

Her parents don't need to worry about her(as much)

Sabine and Tom can know she was Ladybug and be supportive and comfort her for making a Big Girl decision

More time to egg Gabriel's car(and maybe him)

No Yo-Yo = Bite mean akumas who hurt her friends

Help with the Ladyblog

People can make weird conspiracy theories about why Ladybug disappeared

She can maybe know Chat Noir's identity

She is very busy being class president

More time to make friends

Lila loses some ammo

Give Tikki goodbye kiss on cheek

Now only member of class who doesn't have Miraculous(funny)

Bittersweet goodbye with her kitty(May not be forever)

[nowifi-noconnection]

comic book men>>>>> real men

[ohfuckiamsohardrn]

i rewatch ep 8 for a lot of reasons, but these are the biggest ones:

- vox basically creaming his pants to the fight footage

- "oh alastor, i cannot wait to watch you get FUCKED!"

- "we're all gonna die! *gremlin noises*"

- "it's been a while since i stabbed something and really meant it, y'know?"

- pentious and cherri. period.

- angel's cunty ass backflip after nifty runs at him after charlie says "if you see an angel, stab it!"

- "y'know… i hear he's got two dicks 😗"

- THE HUSKERDUST MOMENT AT THE BAR 🗣️‼️

- "YOU COME AT ME, AND MY DAUGHTER—DON'T FORGET, YOU'RE IN MY HOUSE, BITCH"

- "try it, bitch."

- HUSK USING HIS WINGS, CMON NOW 🗣️‼️💳💥

- "RIP VAGGIE'S CUNT MOUTH OUT HER ASS!"

[thelordfool]

in all seriousness, please look out for those around you in your life that are black. that are queer. that are disabled. that still mask. that are women. that are muslim. there is going to be a significant increase in hate crimes against these people as backlash.

[foreverfearlessred]

evermore really is THAT bitch. Ivy??? Long Story Short??? Champagne Problems??? Coney Island??? Cowboy Like Me??? Gold Rush??? Tolerate It??? Right Where You Left Me??? Time To Go??? all on the same goddamn album?!?!? she will never be beaten.

[daydreamdoodles]

a list of things I rather do than read another damn chapter for my business class in no particular order

Listen to Magnus Protocol

Redraw screenshots of Pear "Buttercup" Butter

Make a new minecraft skin

Learn to retexture minecraft things

Make mlp lore for my lesbian ponies

Finalize Morn's design

Write Morn's lore

Play minecraft

Play stardew valley

Finally write something down for my part of the next campagin's worldbuilding

Fold laundry

Finish season 5 of TMA

Make molded chocolates

Do dishes

Catch up on my figure drawing sketchbook assignments

Read a physical book

Go outside

Hangout with my friends

Draw ship art of Vix and Red

Draw shitty dragons

Paint

Play My Life As A Teenage Exocolonist

Fix the waistband on my skirt

Commune with the spirits

[forgetwhatyousee]

forgetwhatyousee's glee outfits ranking

Kurt Hummel's season 1 outfits 45-40

(all images sourced from Home of the Nutty https://www.homeofthenutty.com/glee/screencaps/)

45. from 1.04

44. from 1.18

43. from 1.01

42. from 1.09

41. from 1.06

40. from 1.03

[hinamie]

alongside someone like you

[baph0meat]

this is the Gaza Family Funds Directory, a spreadsheet of palestinian families' gofundmes, sorted by the amount of support they've received thus far. please choose as many as you can from this list to donate to, even just a dollar.

in addition, the sheet also contains a link to a gdrive folder with designs for flyers/stickers that you can print out and place in your community. if you truly can't spare anything directly now, please consider doing this so you can get these links in front of people who can donate!

it also remains urgent to keep the people of palestine connected in the face of communication blackouts; please contribute esims! it is very easy to do and is fully explained on this page: https://gazaesims.com/

if you cannot afford the price of an esim individually, there's a campaign currently running on twitter to which you can contribute whatever you can afford ($1, $3, whatever) to a larger pool which will then be used to buy esims collectively. there's also the crips for esims for gaza fundraiser, which operates similarly. there are probably more than this! i chose these two for this post bc they are currently active + both have easily vettable proof of donation (screencaps in the qrts of the twitter campaign, financial accountability document in the crips for esims campaign.)

finally, look into local grassroots organizations in your area so you can stay in the loop on protest activity. many such orgs have accounts on instagram. if you are in the us, looking for local chapters of the PSL, the palestinian youth movement, or national students for justice in palestine can be a good start.

please, please, please: pick something here and do it. i know it can feel overwhelming and there may be an urge to tell yourself that you'll reblog this now and get around to it later. instead please choose one thing. even if it's just finding orgs in your area and following them so you'll be notified the next time there's a protest. even if it's just downloading the flyer designs and looking up a print shop where you can run off a stack of copies. make a decision to do something tangible right now, even if it's just a first step.

[keysandcrosses]

drawtober day 21-31

[wikiangela]

you're my happily ever after (so i'll take my chance now, risk it all somehow)

rating: G

words: 2.6k

8x06 fix-it, because I'm pissed - I or my fics aren't going anywhere tho <3

thank you to @evansboyfrend for beta reading, ily 🫶

[also on Ao3]

It feels like the whole world is crumbling down. It feels like the Earth should shake, burst on fire, open up and swallow everything around. As dramatic as it is, he kind of expects it to happen, and it’s weird that he’s still sitting here. His ears are ringing, panic rising in his chest with each of Tommy’s words. He watches Tommy get up and head for the door, and he’s frozen to his spot. It’s not- it can’t be. It fucking can’t be. “Wait,” he finally manages to say, trying to keep his voice from trembling, “did you just break up with me?” He asks, hoping to any entity that listens that he just misinterpreted it, that he got it wrong. Because- because he can’t lose Tommy. He’s falling for him so fast and so hard. He’s ready for the next step. He’s ready to move in together. He’s ready to talk about one day, eventually, maybe getting married. He knows he wants that. He knows what he wants, and he wants Tommy.  “Yeah, I guess I did.” Tommy answers, glancing back at him, his expression sad but firm. But Buck knows him. Knows that this mask will crumble into something devastated as soon as he leaves. That Tommy’s heart will shatter, just as Buck’s is right now. He can see through Tommy, he knows that he cares about Buck. It just- it doesn’t make sense. What was he even talking about… It was all so much, so fast, Buck’s brain is still scrambling trying to understand it all.  “Believe me, I didn’t see-” Tommy starts, but Buck shakes his head and interrupts him. “No.” He stands up, his legs feeling shaky. Tommy fully turns towards him, confusion in his face. “What do you mean, ‘no’?” He frowns.

“I mean, no, you’re not breaking up with me.” Buck says more confidently than he feels. Because this can’t be it. The last six months, the best six months of his fucking life, can’t end like this. Can’t end at all. He won’t have this. “I know you care about me. And I care about you. And I don’t want to break up.” He sees Tommy open his mouth to speak, his expression hardening – putting on a mask again, trying to hide the hurt. He speaks again before Tommy can. “If you truly, genuinely want this, not because you think it’s gonna be better for me or you, but because you don’t want to be with me, fine, I can respect that. But I won’t accept it without a fight. I- I wanna fight for us, Tommy.” Buck steps closer to him, hoping that Tommy doesn’t step back, that might just break him. He doesn’t, he’s stuck in place, sad eyes on Buck’s. “Let me fight for us. You-” he adds quickly, on a roll now, not wanting Tommy to interrupt until after he’s done, after he’s said his piece. He needs to say it all now, let Tommy know how he feels. He can’t watch him leave without trying to fix it first. Tommy’s looking at him intently, just listening, not even trying to speak. “You gave me a second chance once, when I fucked up our first date, and I- I want to believe it wasn’t for nothing. So- so you’re my first man, so what?” Buck throws his hands up in frustration, he thinks he’s starting to sound a little frantic, speaking faster and faster. He just can’t let Tommy leave without him knowing exactly how Buck feels. “It’s far from my first relationship ever. Why- why is it so different just because you’re a man? It shouldn’t be. I don’t need to date other people, experiment or whatever else. I’ve dated people, slept around, did it all. I know how that goes, how it feels, and I don’t want to do it again. I know what I want, Tommy. And I want you. And don’t you dare tell me how I feel.” He feels anger seep in, Tommy’s words ringing in his head. What the actual fuck was he thinking? “I’m a grown man, I know how I feel. Yeah, it’s new and exciting, but it’s also real. It’s real to me, and- and if there’s any chance of forever, I want to take it. And-” he takes a breath. He feels like he’s been speaking in one breath, feeling a little lightheaded now, his heart hammering. Or maybe that’s just the panic. “And don’t start with the whole ‘I’m not your last’ bullshit.” He shakes his head again, tears welling up in his eyes, anger still building. Really, what in the world? How could Tommy want to just throw away the most wonderful relationship that’s happened to Buck in years? Maybe ever? “You don’t know that. I don’t know that. Yeah, we could break up one day. But you could also be my forever, and I could be yours. I’d love a chance to find out, even if it hurts in the end. But maybe that’s just me. Maybe I’m the only one here brave enough to risk it. And- and what about my heart, huh?” Tears are threatening to spill, his voice shaking now, with sadness and anger, and desperation. He can’t let him go, he can’t. “You said I’d break your heart eventually. But this, right now? This is you breaking mine.” He finishes, almost panting now, his monologue taking the wind out of him, wanting to say everything on his mind, in his heart. He hopes he got his point across. 

“Evan.” Tommy just whispers, with a pained expression. There are tears in his eyes, too, one lone one slipping through, falling down his cheek. Buck’s hand itches to reach out and wipe it off, but he’s not sure if he’s allowed to anymore. 

“Give us a chance, Tommy. Let us fight for this. Fight for me, for us. Fight with me.” He’s aware he sounds like he’s begging at this point, but he doesn’t care. This is too important. “I thought it’s been so good between us lately-”

“It has!” Tommy rushes to say. “It’s been amazing. You make me so happy. That’s why I’m scared, I just- I’m sorry, Evan, but I can’t let myself get hurt like this again. Because I- I’ve been there before, and it was hard to get back up, and with you- I don’t think I’d be able to ever recover from this one.” He admits, his stone-faced facade crumbling, and Buck can see his own feelings reflected in Tommy’s expression. Sad, devastated, heartbroken. 

“We can- we can take some time apart.” Buck says around a lump in his throat. He feels like he can’t breathe. All he wants is to rewind until before he dropped the moving in bomb which must be what made Tommy freak out. He could say anything else, and take it slower, and maybe they’d be on their way out right now, a date night like they planned. “If that’s what you need. A break. But not for good. And then let’s come back to it clear-headed, knowing for sure what we want. And if you still want to break up, I- I’ll respect that. But I already know what I want,” he repeats firmly, decisively. “I want a future with you. I want to move in together, and one day down the line get married, and- and I want it all with you. We can slow down if I’m rushing this. I tend to do that, and if it’s scaring you, I’m sorry.” He adds, not wanting to backtrack any of this, but aware of how intense he’s coming off. He’s never been more serious about anything in his life. “But the past six months have been the best in my life. I’ve never felt so happy, so free, so comfortable, so safe. And I’m not giving up on you, Tommy. I will fight for you until I can’t anymore, until you tell me that you don’t care about me and I should just fuck off.”

“Evan. You know I’ll never say that.” Tommy responds quietly.

“I know. Because I’m confident in us, in the fact that you do care, and you do want me. I know that.” Buck emphasizes, and realizes, not for the first time, that he never felt like this before. This secure. This confident about someone wanting him. “I also know you’re just trying to protect yourself, your heart, and I get it. But I can’t let you go without a fight. I won’t. I messed up a lot in my life, and I won’t mess up this. I refuse to. Because I-” he takes a sharp breath, the words pressing on his lips. He doesn’t want to say it for the first time in a possible break up, a moment of such anger and devastation. But he needs to put it all out there. Needs Tommy to understand how much he’s trying to throw away right now. “I love you, Tommy.” He confesses, sees Tommy’s face melt into the saddest expression Buck’s ever seen on anyone, tears spilling freely now. Both of theirs, he realizes, feeling wetness on his cheeks. “I’ve been falling for you a little bit more with each day we spend together, with each minute. And I know- I hope you feel the same. But if you can look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t-” he swallows thickly, the thought alone is too much to bear. 

“I can’t do that.” Tommy interrupts quickly. “Of course I love you, Evan. It happened so quickly it kind of scared me a little.” 

“I noticed.” Buck says dryly, and Tommy lets out a humorless chuckle. “If you ask me, which you didn’t, by the way, you decided for both of us, which was an asshole move,” he points out, and Tommy looks away, as if ashamed. Good. Buck loves him, which means he’s gonna call out when he’s acting shitty. “I’d rather give us a real try and get my heart shattered if it comes to this, instead of always wondering what if, always wondering if you’re my one who got away. Which you would be.”

“I’m sorry.” He shakes his head, takes a step towards Buck, now just half a step away. “I’m sorry, maybe breaking up is too hasty. Impulsive,” he scoffs at himself, probably remembering how he called Buck that just a few minutes ago. Well, so maybe they’re both a little impulsive. Not a problem, in Buck’s opinion. “I don’t- I don’t want to break up. I never want to be away from you.” He says, his voice barely above a whisper. His hand flinches at his side, like he wants to reach out, grab Buck’s, touch him. Buck hopes he does. “It just- it seemed too fast. Like you got wrapped up in the moment. It’s still so new, I thought we were taking it one step at a time, and I didn’t-” he takes a deep breath, as if bracing himself, and Buck knows what he says is going to sting – and it does, it feels like a gut punch, actually, “I didn’t think you were as serious about this as I was getting. And I realize we should’ve done the mature thing and talked it out. I’m sorry. It’s just, we’ve barely talked about any future here. But I want it, of course I do. I’m just- I’m scared. My heart has never been in this much danger.” He looks into Buck’s eyes as he says it, more vulnerable than ever. This is everything Buck wants right now, for them to talk, to discuss this, to try fixing it, instead of one of them running away and the other giving up and not fighting for it. Buck’s been there, he doesn’t want a repeat.

“Tommy.” Buck is the one to close the distance between them, carefully brings his hands up to cup Tommy’s face, giving him a chance to back away, but he doesn’t. Instead, he breathes out a sigh of relief, like he craved Buck’s touch as much as Buck craves his. “You remember when I told you I wanted something with you? Even though I didn’t know what that something was yet?” he asks and Tommy nods slightly, Buck’s palms still resting on his cheeks. “I’ve been serious about you since that precise moment. About pursuing this, and wanting some kind of future with you. I know I tend to rush into things, it’s been a problem before.” He huffs a self-deprecating laugh. “I tried not to do that with you, but I failed, clearly. I just think from now on, we both should stay and talk and try to work it out if we have any issues with something. If you still want me.” He adds a little anxiously, but relaxed when he feels Tommy’s palms settle on his hips.

“Of course I want you, Evan. I always will.” Tommy says, that loving look in his eyes, that always makes Buck’s heart melt a little. That look that Buck loves so much, that made him think that Tommy might feel the same way.

“Good. Like I said, I’m not letting you go. Ever.” He says decisively, a huge weight that’s been there since the topic even started finally lifting off his chest. This might be the best thing that’s ever happened to him, and no matter the conclusion – which he’s pretty sure will be the happily ever after he’s always craved – it’s worth the risk, it’s worth everything.

“Good.” Tommy echoes, that gorgeous, scrunchy smile of his slowly spreading on his face, and it’s like sunshine came out from behind stormy clouds. “I don’t intend on letting you go, either. I love you, sweetheart. And I’m so sorry for… for this mess. For overreacting.”

“That’s fine, we’re past this- well, actually, we are gonna talk about it more, but at least we’re on the same page now, I hope.” Buck says, slowly leaning in. “I love you so much. I never want to lose you.”

“I’m sorry.” Tommy says again, and Buck just wants him to stop saying it. It’s fine, they’re fine now. “You won’t. You have me for as long as you want. I promise.”

“What if I want you forever?” Buck whispers, his face so close to Tommy's, their lips almost brush. It sends a shiver down his spine, like he hasn’t kissed him in days, when they just exchanged a quick kiss hello a few minutes ago.

“That works for me.” Tommy smiles again, and finally dives in for a kiss, but it lasts barely a second before he’s pulling away, Buck trying to follow. Tommy chuckles, running a comforting hand up and down Buck’s side. “But maybe let’s put a pause on the whole moving in together thing, huh? At least until we fully talk everything through.”

“Yeah, good idea.” Buck nods, his gaze flickering between Tommy’s eyes, now sparkling happily, and his pretty, kissable lips. It feels so good to be able to just have a mature conversation and resolve whatever issues arise. If they keep doing that, he thinks they’re going to be okay. He’ll make sure of that. “No need to be impulsive,” he adds, his lips twisting into a teasing smirk.

“Okay.” Tommy chuckles quietly, his cheeks reddening. “Just kiss me.” 

Buck doesn’t need to be told twice. He kisses Tommy like he means it, like he’s his person, like he’s the love of his life, trying to put all those emotions into a kiss. He knows for sure he’s getting the same intent back. And at this moment, in his kitchen, narrowly avoiding losing his love because of a stupid reason, he decides it. One day, not too quickly, but not too far into the future, he’s going to ask Tommy Kinard to marry him. And he’s more than sure of the response he’ll get.

[also on Ao3]

[fighting-naturalist]

slinging daniel jackson around like a sack of potatoes: a team tradition!