#what was i thinking when i wrote this??

[joseopher]

I was exiting some of my old tabs and found this:

I have no idea what this means but I think it's gay

[introspectivememories]

was it casual when i sat in your lap in public? was it casual when i said "recently my heart is crying because you're leaving"? was it casual when we decided how your last name would fit with mine? ("yuki tsunoda-gasly" / "no tsunoda, only gasly" / "yuki gasly?") was it casual when we sang adele's "someone like you" together at your going away party? was it casual when i knew it was you just by touching your ass? was it casual when i knew it was you by smell alone? was it casual when "will you miss me?" / "for 2-3 minutes maybe" / "i'll take that. even if it's just 2-3 minutes, i'll take that"? was it casual when that bus was completely empty and we still sat right next to each other, all the way in the back? was it casual when i picked you up multiple times so you could dunk a basketball? was it casual when i begged to come over to your house multiple time and then you finally let me and we cooked fried rice together? was it casual when we played christmas twister together and i said "your big eggplant is touching my ass"? was it casual when we were pressed up against each other on a scooter going two miles per hour? was it casual when-

[causalityparadoxes]

Live Sutekh Reaction: Bad Wolf Bay edition

[basslinegrave]

pin-up

b&w originals

[ananke-xiii]

I just love this scene. A lot.

May I? No. vs Gimme! As you wish.

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake Accidentally Takes Over the World (and Didn’t Think to Mention It)

So, Janet somehow spent decades climbing her way into every government worth a damn, ruling the entire world from behind the scenes. And then, because the universe is apparently wild, she left it all to Tim.

Cut to Tim Drake, the brand-new, completely reluctant secret ruler of the entire planet. And he just… never really thought it was worth mentioning?

The Batfam finds out when Bruce stumbles across an encrypted memo traced to a mysterious Gotham office with Tim’s name on it.

Bruce, holding up the memo: “Tim. Want to explain why this document about, oh, international finance reforms is signed with your encryption key?”

Tim, not even looking up from his laptop: “Oh, yeah. That. Janet left me her ‘global influence portfolio’ or whatever. Mostly paperwork.”

The Batfam stares in total shock.

Dick sputters nearly dropping his coffee: "Wait—you’ve been managing world policies?!”

Tim, shrugging, barely paying attention as he emails the president of Germany: “Well, yeah. I figured someone had to keep things running. It's not that big a deal. I mostly just redirect some policies. You know, keep things running smoothly.”

Jason, absolutely cackling: “Are you telling me that little Replacement here is the reason for half the ‘global cooperation’ headlines?”

Tim, scrolling through emails: “They send me reports; I send suggestions. And honestly, they make it way more dramatic than it is. It's not that hard."

Barbara stares at him, half horrified, half impressed. “How did we not notice this?”

Tim blinks. “I mean, it’s not like I was actively hiding it. I assumed you guys knew I was… kind of managing these things?”

Cue utter disbelief.

Stephanie, laughing too hard to breathe: “Tim, do you have world leaders on speed dial?”

Tim, completely unfazed: “Only the important ones. They text, mostly. Oh—by the way, I might’ve influenced a minor arms control thing last week. Don’t worry; it’s all sorted.”

Bruce, looking like he’s two seconds from fainting: “Sorted? Tim, we're talking about you having global authority here. People notice these things."

Tim shrugs again as his phone buzzes with notifications. “Sure, but it’s not like they’re going to do anything too crazy. I just suggest stuff, and they listen. Honestly, it’s like herding really powerful, really overdramatic cats.”

Damian, scandalized: “You mean to tell me, Drake, that you’re manipulating world politics like it’s a game of checkers?”

Tim, still casual: “Manipulating’s a strong word. Like I said, it’s more just nudging things along.” His phone buzzes again. “Oh, hang on. France is panicking about their energy policy again.”

The Batfam tries to process the fact that Tim—Tim, who routinely forgets what day it is—is now, somehow, running the world.

And then his phone buzzes with a message from the UN Security Council.

Tim sighs, glancing down. “Oh, great. Looks like they’re debating nuclear arms again. Be right back.”

Meanwhile, the Batfam is left absolutely speechless, processing the fact that their Tim—scrawny, coffee-fueled Tim—is apparently one of the most powerful people on the planet. And to him its just another tuesday.

[nulnoildrinker]

From Davos' wife's perspective, Asoiaf is kind of like The Odyssey. She waits at home with the remains of her family after her husband went off to war on foreign shores and presumably died. He has been hanging out with kings, nobles, pirates and an immortal(?) witch. Also he was last seen being sent to an island of cannibals and mythical creatures by a Merman Lord; but not before said lord declared to all the realms that he was dead.

Tell me, O Grrm, of the reliable knight who sailed far and wide...

[worfsbarmitzvah]

there’s such an attitude among ex-christian atheists that religions just spring up out of the void with no cultural context behind them. like ive heard people say shit like “those (((zionists))) think they own a piece of land bc their book of fairy tales told them so!!!” and they refuse to understand that no, we don’t belong there because of the torah, it’s in the torah because we belong there. because we’re from there. the torah (from a reform perspective) was written by ancient jews in and about the land that they were actively living on at the time. the torah contains instructions for agriculture because the people who lived in the land needed a way to teach their children how to care for it. it contains laws of jurisprudence because those are pretty important to have when you’re trying to run a society. same for the parts that talk about city planning. it contains our national origin story for the same reason that american schools teach kids about the boston tea party. it’s an extremely complex and fascinating text that is the furthest thing from just a “book of fairy tales”

[madaqueue]

18+ MDNI - m!reader x sub!satoru

glassy blue eyes stare up at you, unfocused.

pinching his reddened cheeks, your roughened fingertips force his lips apart, allowing your saliva to land on his tongue. he swallows automatically.

tilting your head, you release the grasp on his face. “what do you say, satoru?”

it takes him a moment to respond - it takes him a moment to think at all.

“thank you.”

his words are airy, spoken more from practice than a response to anything you’re doing at this point. right now, he’s too occupied with the way you stretch him out, the way he feels so fucking full, the indents your shortened nails leave on his hips, the strain in his thighs from his legs being tossed over your muscled shoulders.

you see it, of course, as his jaw slacks open, drool pooling at the corner of his lips. placing a gentle peck to his cheek, the cool scent of aftershave lingering on his skin, your hand settles along his jaw.

“aww, you sweet thing,” you coo, “can’t even think, huh, baby?”

he just nods - when you laugh, his mouth twitches into a smile, just at hearing the sound (because it means you’re happy, it means he’s doing the right things, it means he’s being good).

with each thrust of your cock into him, his head gets heavier and heavier, the feel of your skin against his lulling him into ecstasy. ‘the strongest,’ now reduced to nothing more than a pliable toy for you to play with. and he’s never been happier.

“that’s okay,” you hum - the warm rasp in your voice makes him melt into the sheets, “i’ll take care of you. i love you, y’know that, ‘toru?”

his blue eyes have never been brighter as he nods.

a/n: i need to fuck him in a way that would concern others

teehee >:) @teddybeartoji @musouie @quinnyundertow

[bixels]

The idea that uni protesters are "elitist ivy-league rich kids larping as revolutionaries" on Twitter and Reddit and even here is so fucking funny to me if you actually know anything about the student bodies at these unis. Take it from someone who's going to one of the biggest private unis in the US, 80% of the peers I know are either from the suburbs or an apartment somewhere in America, children of immigrants, or here on a student visa. I've heard about one-percenter students, but I've never met one in person. Like, don't get me wrong, the institution as a whole is still very privileged and white. I've talked with friends and classmates about feeling weird or dissonant being here and coming from such a different background. But in my art program, I see BIPOC, disabled, queer, lower-income students and faculty trying to deconstruct and tear that down and make space every day. So to take a cursory glance at a crowd of student protesters in coalitions that are led by BIPOC & 1st/2nd-gen immigrant students and HQ'd in ethnic housings and student organizations and say, "ah. children of the elite." Get real.

[solarmorrigan]

Eddie, despite ample opportunity, has never commented on how much of a dick Steve used to be. Not when it’s the whole group ragging on him (with affection, usually), not when it’s Steve himself telling a funny story about something monumentally stupid he’d done in high school, not even when it’s just the two of them together, reminiscing, frowning over past mistakes

It takes Steve a while to notice, and while he appreciates it, he does sort of wonder why

“I mean, I must’ve given you reason to,” Steve says, when he brings it up to Eddie

Eddie shrugs. “Whether you did or not doesn’t really matter now. I think I, of all people, get that you sometimes just really gotta leave high school in the past.”

“Yeah, but you talk about other shit you did in high school,” Steve says. “Even Robin has a couple of stories about how much of an asshole I was. Why don’t you?”

“Because I know you,” Eddie says, far more sincerely than Steve had expected. “I know how you get sometimes, all up in your head, repeating all the shit you’ve heard people say about you. And when you get like that, I don’t want you to be able to hear it in my voice. Not even if I was joking when I said it.”

The words hit Steve like a fist in the sternum.

“Not even– not even if I deserve it?”

“No. Because you don’t deserve it.”

There are a lot of things Steve doesn’t deserve, and he’s pretty sure Eddie—Eddie’s friendship, Eddie’s forgiveness, Eddie’s love—is right near the top of the list. But Steve’s always been a little selfish; he’s always been too willing to grab for good things that he knows he shouldn’t touch

“I don’t want to make you feel worse,” Eddie says. “I wanna be the reason you feel better.”

And Steve doesn’t deserve that, either. But when Eddie says it like that, like he’s so goddamn sure, it’s hard not to believe him. Hard not to believe that maybe– maybe Steve doesn’t have to bleed to have this. Maybe he can let Eddie reach for him, be held against him, fist his hands in Eddie’s shirt and press his face into the curve of Eddie’s neck and just… be

And maybe that will be enough

[phonification]

ive been thinking about taco and balloon forming a little alliance post s1/ pre s2 where they'd (begrudgingly) work together planning on how to break into hotel OJ to steal stuff to take back to their makeshift camp like food, blankets, pillows, etc,,, anything that could be useful to them

[pippuns]

pre-transmigration cumplanes because they are the most divorced guys who never met

[francy-sketches]

rhaenyra could say 'I wish I was a man with dick and balls' and hotd twitter would still be like 'umm she just means she wants freedom and respect but otherwise she is a FEMININE WOMAN stop making her into a man you weirdos'

[gachahugs]

My comic I did for @zine--garden 🙂 Gon and Killua search for something in the snow

[idliketobeatree]

to Charles, an Edwin Payne poem.