#where is the bathroom

[animation8youroreo]

guys where is it

[selttiks4313]

Drunk at a wedding and have to pee the horrors never cease

[rawstrap]

I've seen people say terf rhetoric is any hatred of men and I've seen people say terf rhetoric is anything transphobic said by anyone. the refusal to actually engage with the reality that terfism is primarily focused on oppressing trans women is in itself a form of transmisogyny. yes they hate all trans people, but it is quite easy to see who they primarily target with their words, actions and policies, you just don't want to care about trans women. claiming someone is a man hater doesn't mean you get to call them a terf or a radfem, thats an obvious, willfull dilution and denial of what terfs are.

[rebisrot]

[0fps]

"If you would've just agreed to my terms, we could've avoided all of this nonsense!" "I agree to your terms." "But you're just so obsessed with… Hang on. What did you say?"

bonus:

[lattescribble]

scarlet #EA170A

[bonefall]

Anyway. Bi and Mspec Lesbians aren't a hotly "debated" topic or even new to queer culture, it's just the newest thing that bullies who REALLY want to be homophobic and even racist use to justify harassing gay people they don't like.

It's the thinnest possible veneer of progressive language wrapped around TERF and reactionary rhetoric so that they can feel righteous for forming an angry mob against vulnerable targets. If you're gullible enough to fall for the newest wave of bigotry within the queer community, and turn on your allies because they're "confusing" or "invading your spaces," the SAME way they turned on bi/pan labels, trans people, xenogenders, neopronouns, and aroace people before this, then get lost.

[normalfem]

Saw enjoyers watching any installment in the Saw franchise that isn't the first one:

[buttclench-ryugazaki]

lord hades meets his daughter after who knows how long and whichever of many emotions emerge — fear, protectiveness, pride? grief, panic, affection, regret? — last about five seconds before all of them are singularly replaced with exasperation. the realization that both his blasted children are equally stubborn and will not listen to him gods FUCKING dammit

[everotten]

Elster and Ari if they were epic

[haloswrld]

internal call: office 3-07

being the receptionist at the dynamight agency is interesting when the first call of the day before work hours is coming from inside of the house.

“dynamight agency front desk, how may i help you today?”

you grow irritated when a certain blonde making the call fails to make noise on the other end.

“i don’t know if you recall, but i believe i told you to use the other line for anything you may need, sir.” you ennunciate the last words to match your annoyance when you think about how he most likely does remember but chose to ignore it.

“yeah yeah, whatever. that isn’t why m’ calling.” his voice comes through clearly and you brace yourself for what he’ll ask in the absence of his assistance who’s been on leave for a few days now.

“then..”

“actually,” he drawls, his voice dropping into a more casual, almost lazy tone, “ just wanted to say you look good today.”

the words throw you off balance, and you blink, believing you misheard him. “what?”

“you heard me,” he answers, sounding almost smug. “that color suits you.”

you glance down at your outfit, realizing you’re wearing the new top you’d bought—a burnt orange that reminded you too much of the color on his hero costume. it’s not even 8:00 and your cheeks warm at the prospect of being seen by the man on the other side that you’re yet to see yourself.

“katsuki,”

he notices how you’ve ditched the ‘sir’ and any attempts to remain professional as he adjusts his ear to the telephone.

“why don’t you come down here and tell me that straight up to me.”

katsuki bakugou knows a challenge when he hears one but more so knows a bait when he sees one, so he anchors himself to the seat below and faces towards the blinding sun that’s entering the windows of his office.

“can’t. m’ busy and also wouldn’t want to stroke your ego.”

it’s a lame excuse, he’s aware, but he thinks you seeing the current color of his face is even lamer.

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[andy-clutterbuck]

Rick's leather sling | requested by EVERYONE

[crowdiak]

[zer0point5ive]

“the worst they could do is kill you” actually the worst they could do is crawl closer to you instead of leaving even though they’re currently bleeding out after cutting their own foot off with a hacksaw in order to escape and the door is open for the first time since you both woke up in this room, just to pull you away from beating the now lifeless body of the man who was about to kill them and proceed to cup your face with the sort of tenderness that wasn’t meant for someone like you, wasn’t meant for either of you not here not now, before saying things that you both so desperately want to believe but know deep down are near impossible all while you feel the searing ache of the bullet wound they put there not moments earlier and then, even as they start to make their way towards the door, even as their shirt slips out of your grasp and your scrabbling fingers can no longer reach their wrist and the chain around your ankle starts to feel like your fate, they still turn back to assure you that they wouldn’t lie to you. if you’re adam saw 2004

[once-in-a-half-life]

saw a tweet and immediately had this joke in mind

[iinryer]

i keep thinking about chris’s “i tried complaining once, it didn’t work” line and also how he’s super witty and funny and perceptive and also A Teenager and how that all would influence the way he navigates a world that isn’t always accessible to him…

just imagining post-ladder-truck-crush-injury buck and chris both using crutches while buck is still getting used to things suddenly being inaccessible to him and getting like, little zingers of insights and life lessons from his best friend’s kid while out and about. chris showing him how he gets up and down the tall curbs when a sidewalk is blocked off unexpectedly, and very loudly and often proclaiming his distain for the “fuck-you” steps (the 1-2 tiny steps at the front doors of houses and buildings that immediately make that entrance no longer accessible)

like buck researches a couple of easy activities for them to try while he’s is still healing and tired and is looking into the establishment’s accessibility accommodations, and hey! the place says on the website that they’re wheelchair friendly! that usually covers his and chris’s bases, so they should be good to go. but when they get there it turns out that, while there IS an accessible entrance with a “ramp”, it’s actually the cargo loading zone that’s literally on the other side of the building which would require them to walk a couple of extra blocks up and back down the street on the other side. obviously they can still get in, but buck feels awful because that’s not what he wanted out of his preparedness. chris just tells him “it’s okay, it happens a lot actually”, and buck is even MORE sad about it, but chris just conspiratorially adds “this is my favorite kind” and starts making his way towards the set of like, idk eight stairs at the front of this building. buck is obviously confused and looks at eddie who just shakes his head fondly, sighs and says “yeah, he does this sometimes” before encouraging buck to follow. when buck finally reaches chris, he’s balancing his crutches on the first stair and turns to buck to whisper “now we get to make them feel bad about it” and proceeds to very feebly, very slowly—and buck has seen chris rough and tumble and rocket his way through things that could (and do) trip him up, this is the most dramatic act of put-upon helplessness buck has EVER seen from this kid—make his way up the stairs. he even sticks his bottom lip out into a little pout for good measure. one of the staff sees them through the glass doors and comes out to tell them about the “ramp” in the back of the building, and before buck can even think of what to say in response, chris is just telling them, very sadly, that he “wouldn’t be able to walk that far without getting too tired 😔😔😔” and continues his hammed-up, sad, slow trek up the stairs while a very harried staff member kind of hovers, not knowing what to do.

buck has to bite his cheek to keep himself from laughing at chris’ act, and then again at the face the staff member makes when they catch sight of buck too, as he begins very dutifully following chris’s lead, eddie in their wake.