#too much probably

[cxs-workshops]

Averys

[calamarispiderart]

something on repression... emotional dysfunction, dysregulation.

[m00ngbin]

Three cheers for sweet revenge is 20 years old in 10 days. If you care

[yulgurr]

so i suddenly realized that theo (who is recruitable to any house) has a potential of many AUs and in every single one he is a loser lmao i love him so much

[separatist-apologist]

You know I think there should be a policy stating that if you ask why an author doesn’t update more frequently you should have to come off anon, and I’m not just meaning about someone asking you, it’s happened to a few other blogs I follow this week and it irritates me so much because y’all do this for free-fifty-free!

People need to be more patient and understanding. Life happens to quite literally all of us

Sorry for the rant 😅

I wasn't mad when I answered that, more like, ????

I update ALL. THE. TIME. what are you even TALKING about? I updated through a vacation like I was that John Travolta meme turning in a circle and pointing to myself like...me?

But you know, if you're all caught up and looking for more Separatist-Apologist, I have an idea:

Ya girl is prolific.

[decaffeinatedcrack]

I love the dub-con cuddling tag so much

Before I start talking, let's establish that there is no such thing as 'dub-con', 9 times out of 10 it's just coercion (which is rape).

The reason I like the dub-con cuddling tag, is because with the type of fics it's usually written into (from my experience either Stockholm syndrome or just heavily biased power dynamics), it can only be dub-con.

This might seems obvious bc it's labeled dub-con, why wouldn't it be, but my point is that it will never be written as non-con.

These fics usually focus on the mental distress of the character being cuddled because of how the repulsion they feel for the person cuddling them clashes with their human desire for physical affection. This tag can never be non-con because some primitive part of the person will always want it.

I use this mostly in the context of dabihawks (bc I always do, also be aware in this AU Dabi’s pretty obsessive) and like the idea of sometime after the war, with Hawks in the hospital immobilized for his injuries, waking up in the middle of the night to Dabi breaking into Hawks hospital room through the window. He can't move, can barely talk, and is absolutely terrified by just the sight of Dabi. Dabi, irrationally happy at seeing Hawks weak and helpless and obsessively in love with him, cannot stop himself from erratically shoving the comforters off the hospital bed and forcibly embracing him. His arms loop themselves around Hawks waist and dig into the scarring on his back, he pushes every inch of his body onto Hawks and puts pressure in places that would make Hawks scream in pain if he could, and he nudges his face right against Hawks’s burn scar. Dabi is deliriously happy: he has Hawks immobilized, there is no resistance, and he has the freedom to do whatever he wants to the person he loves most in the world. Dabi is fucking ecstatic.

Hawks is terrified and absolutely repulsed. The person who had ruined his entire life, who had taken away a key part of his identity, was currently pressing himself against Hawks with such an eery familiarity that he felt like he might throw up.

Anyway it would just go into the psychological war that Hawks would be fighting between his learned repulsion and natural desires.

I might write a fic of this idk.

[honoraryfairy]

bitch. dont do that to me

[introvert-slushie]

Currently thinking about how much Ford tries to hide his hands a lot when he can…behind his back with this stance. Due to how often he’s been bullied for it.

And also, how Mabel is one of the ones who Ford feels happy about showing his hands to because she thought they were cool looking upon first shaking his hand, instead of him being judged for his six fingers.

[ID: Gravity Falls screenshots. The first three are of Ford with his hands crossed behind his back. The last two are of him shaking hands with Mabel, and letting her paint a turkey on his hand. He's smiling in both. End ID.]

[wanologic]

sorry danny, sam will never think you’re cool

[ninjasmudge]

last night i had a dream that i was playing minecraft and i noticed i had 77 blocks of cobblestone in one slot instead of it being capped at 64 and it was so jarring to me that it literally booted me out of the dream. like sure you can fly now and your childhood home is a pharmacy but 77 pieces of cobblestone? unthinkable. wake the fuck up.

[ekko-idk]

Uhhhh

I totally didn't forget monsters turn to dust when you kill them👍

((here he tried to eat a Vegetoid, Ik you can take a bite from them but u can't eat them whole, it'll consider killing it))

Bonus:

The original post I made

[musubiki]

my favorite fields of mistria boys 🥰

[chloesimaginationthings]

The day FNAF Charlie Emily was shut out..

[edbydraws]

You absolutely dont have to but if you want to could you please make a matching drawing of Fiddleford eating the rain like Stan is 🙏

I kinda didn't feel like drawing today after work, but I saw this and didn't even hesitate

they're just SO STUPID I'm losing it

I'm actually going insane over this meme and my wife absolutely loves it so I didn't really have a choice

[hinamie]

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[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.