#yoU GUYS I CAN'T

[a-hazbin-reader]

Alastor wakes up in cold sweat randomly bc he can sense reader opening a door themselves somewhere out there in the world

He's like a bloodhound only with opening doors for his S/O

[walkingbomb]

oh my god oh my god. oh. my god.

ohm y go d o h mygo

t he fuckign

varric an d harding adn sOLAS

[joeburrcw]

𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 ⇢ 𝒋𝒐𝒆, 𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂, 𝒌𝒆𝒉𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒊, 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒆.

Who: Joe Burrow, Vanessa Morgan, Kehlani, Nick Jonas, & Troye Sivan ( @vcnessamorgcn @kkehlanii @nickjcnas @troooye )

When: November 28, 2022

Where: Montego Bay, Jamaica

Plot: Joe runs into Vanessa and Kehlani in the hallway at the hotel in Montego Bay, and drama ensues.

Triggers: brief mention of anxiety

VANESSA: To say that the last couple of weeks had been confusing and a whirlwind for Vanessa would be the understatement of the year, which is saying something considering how the last several months prior had gone for her. Things had calmed down for a while until the text from Kehlani a few weeks ago set off a snowball effect that culminated in her spending the American holiday with Nick and his entire family to start and now rooming with him in Jamaica to cap it all off. If only that had been the end though. Instead, she had gone to the bar, spotting Kehlani, and made the dumb decision to walk up to them instead of leaving. Now here she was, back against the door of her own hotel room and her arms around Kehlani's neck, the two of them kissing for the first time since their breakup a couple of months ago. "You're coming in," she mumbled against their lips, not even giving them the option to say no. Only hoping that Nick was out somewhere, and it wouldn't be an awkward run in on their way to Vanessa's room in their suite. Vanessa reached down to attempt to get the key out of her pocket, fumbling the entire way since her sole focus was on Kehlani and kissing them, the key eventually falling to the ground next to them. "I missed you," she said grinning against their lips and not even hearing the footsteps beginning to approach them from down the hall. Vanessa couldn't be bothered to care about anything else except for her ex and the way it felt to have their lips on hers once again.

KEHLANI: A couple days off from tour usually had Kehlani laying low, but this break had them doing just that all the way in Montego Bay, simply because they couldn’t find it in themselves to turn down the opportunity. Normally it would be the water pulling her in, ready to bask in the sunlight, but this time it was the idea of potentially seeing their ex-girlfriend. It wasn’t promised but given that the two of them were on talking terms again, it was something they had silently been pleading for ever since they made their way into the busy bar and crossed her fingers to find Vanessa in the sea of people. By the time their wish came true, they were a couple drinks in, eager to follow her every move back to her room. The two hadn’t even made it through the door by the time they had her back against it, Kehlani pulling her close with their arms locked around her waist. The invitation inside had them smirking against her lips, craving to fill the void of the last couple months without her touch. A soft laugh escaped them as Vanessa fumbled for the key, only to drop it and let it linger on the ground. “I missed you, more than you could know,” they admitted, a pause to reach up to run their thumb along her cheek, tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear. "More than I could even say." Another pause to kiss her. “But maybe I can show you.”

JOE: Joe was lucky enough to find a few days off from work for a mini vacation in Jamaica. It was pretty great for the most part, he got to spend a lot of alone time with his girlfriend, Madelyn, and even finding time to hang out with friends he hadn't seen in so long because of him having such a restricted work schedule. Joe was walking down the long hallway through the hotel after having just come back from the bar in the hotel to retrieve a couple of drinks for him and Madelyn back in their room. It was late at night and they'd both had a long day of traveling, getting sun, and spending a lot of time by the water and they just wanted to relax. However, Joe couldn't have predicted that relaxing was going to be last on the agenda tonight. The closer he got to his room, the more he noticed two people outside of one of the other rooms; kissing and practically all over each other. They may as well could be considered dry-humping. And it took him all of five seconds to figure out just who it was outside the door. Joe's blood was boiling. He set the drinks down on a nearby table and he marched right up to Vanessa and Kehlani without so much as a warning. "Vanessa, what the hell is this?" He exclaimed, his flexed arms crossing over his chest in a display of anger. "What happened to you having things under fucking control? This doesn't seem like you have shit under control!"

VANESSA: Vanessa was usually so cautious in every situation involving her heart, but as soon as it involved Kehlani it was like everything went out the window. Just hearing them say how much they missed her had her emotions reeling, though she was choosing to only show them physically for the moment. "Please, show me," she practically whined against her lips, submissive in a way she normally never was for anyone else. It all came to a halt when an all too familiar voice filled the hallway, Vanessa's head instantly flipping to the side and seeing Joey standing there looking more pissed than she had ever actually seen him. "Things are perfectly under control," she shrugged, not even making an attempt to pull away from Kehlani, "Just because it's not what you want me to do, doesn't mean I don't have them under control." Vanessa huffed and pulled away only slightly to bend down to grab the key, still keeping her body pressed up against Kehlani's in the process. "Go back to your room, Joey. Please. This isn't any of your business," she told him, unable to even make full eye contact with him at this point. Even if she hated the way that he tried to control her with this situation, she still couldn't bear to see the look of disappointment or care in his eyes because it would make things even more complicated for her. "Go," she told him again, reaching for Kehlani's hand to make a point to show she wasn't about to let him stop them. Now she really hoped Nick wasn't here, the last thing she needed was there to be any more drama than what she already attempting to flee from. Vanessa made a move towards the door, stumbling slightly thanks the drinks at the bar, and nearly dropped the key once again.

JOE & NICK: “You call this under control?” Joe laughed incredulously, dramatically gesturing to what Vanessa and Kehlani were currently doing. “I told you… I fucking told you I didn’t trust your judgement when it came to Kehlani and look where you are. Practically fucking each other in the goddamn hallway,” he ranted, his eyes refusing to even glance in Kehlani’s direction. All he cared about was Vanessa making reckless decisions; and clearly while not sober. “You’re kidding me right now, right? It became my goddamn business when Kehlani decided to break up with you because of me.” Joe was angry, that much was obvious. But it was coming from a place of love, and genuine worry and concern. He just didn’t want to see her go through all of this again and end up hurt… Again. The fact that Vanessa was even refusing to look his way only fueled his anger more, but his demeanor softened when he caught her stumbling. Instinctively, he took a few steps forward and swiped her petite body into his arms, then throwing her over his shoulder with ease. “I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. You’re drunk out of your fucking mind—"

Joe’s sentence was cut short when the door to Vanessa’s room swung open, only to reveal Nick Jonas on the other side of it — the expression on his face nothing short of confused. “What the hell is going on out here?” Nick interrupted, but all either Joe and now Nick could focus on was the fact that they were now face-to-face with each other for the first time. Forget that Vanessa was literally thrown over Joe’s shoulder. They hadn’t officially met, but Joe knew Nick hated him all because he fucked Troye while they were still together, with their open relationship. “Vanessa? What is this motherfucker doing here and why is he carrying you like that?” Nick began rattling off questions, more confused than ever. “And Kehlani? I just… What the fuck? I’m so confused. And will you put Vanessa down? Jesus fucking Christ,” Nick scolded, running his fingers through his messy curls. “Must be a thing of yours to fuck everyone that I fuck, huh? Like some weird competition thing you got going on or something? Can’t just keep your dick in one place, can you, Macaulay Culkin?” As Nick ranted away, Joe just stood there in silence. He truly had no idea what to say now that they were face-to-face with one another.

KEHLANI & TROYE: To say Kehlani was left speechless was certainly an understatement. The alcohol running through their veins had things moving quickly, and suddenly it felt like time had stopped completely. One minute Vanessa was back in their arms, and the next they were dragged away by Joe — the person Kehlani didn’t have the greatest history with, given how things had ended. It was clear Joe was angry, but from a previous conversation, Kehlani’s mind knew he meant well. That he wanted the best for her, and maybe the best wasn't exactly them. Despite that, their heart was ready to battle it out, to pull Vanessa back and tell him to get lost. As she opened her mouth to speak, no words left them, lips parted just to stare at Joe and silently hope he would give it up. Once Vanessa had told him to go a second time, Kehlani had that playing on a hopeful loop, clearing their throat before finally speaking up. “You heard her, put her down and mind your business, get back to your girl and stop worrying about mine.” To say it was the alcohol talking may have been true — any other situation, they may have just turned away and called it a night… and maybe they still would have, if it were anybody else. But with Vanessa, they knew ending the night without a fight would be losing her twice. Before they could utter anything else, the door opened behind them, which had them spinning around in curiosity, swearing that Vanessa insinuated they would have the room to themselves.

“Who the fuck?” Kehlani said without much thought to their words, knowing exactly who the man in the doorway was, but how he was connected to Vanessa and why he had venom to spit at Joe was beyond them. “Oh, you’re fucking him, V? I didn’t know I was being brought back here for a threesome.” It was Kehlani’s turn to roll their eyes, turning away from the growing crowd of people only to see another familiar face strolling down the hall. Troye Sivan. Knowing the history between him and Nick, Kehlani was quick to shoot him a look, one that must’ve read as if they were in some sort of danger. Shit. Troye was making his way down the hall, back to his room after a night of catching up with friends and putting his mind towards any sort of distraction that presented itself to him. Once he was nearly to his suite, he saw Joe holding onto a brunette, who he couldn't quite make out, while another looked at him in a way that called for help. “Hey, is she okay?” Troye said, sprinting forward, pointing to Vanessa who was still in Joe’s arms, a grip the quarterback still had on her likely just to tick Nick off. “Do you need me to call some—“ Troye asked as he approached Kehlani, Joe, and Vanessa, his words cut short as he turned to the doorway to look at Kehlani, who had been the first to make eye contact with him, only to see his ex-boyfriend, Nick, standing behind her.

VANESSA: "I do call it under control, because it's my fucking choice." Vanessa just rolled her eyes with every word that left Joey's mouth, getting more agitated by the minute until she was suddenly scooped up into his arms and over his shoulder. It took her a second to really understand where she was after it all happened so fast, but suddenly she was looking at his back and could only see Kehlani if she strained her neck enough. "Put me down, Joey!" she yelled, shoving at his back to attempt to get some kind of leverage against him. It was of no use though, his strength outmatched hers a million times over and she was stuck dangling there, just listening to the pissing match happening between Nick and Joey. "Can everyone shut the hell up about fucking me?!" she groaned, still trying to wiggle free of Joey and then looked up at Kehlani, "Please, like I could ever have a threesome with you. I'd kill anyone who tried to touch you." As if things couldn't get any more insane and annoying, suddenly Troye was there, and Vanessa felt bad that now he was somehow being dragged into everything. "Yes, please call someone to make this asshole put me down," she said, hoping he hadn't heard the comments about her and Nick. Vanessa used the distraction of Troye and Nick to her advantage, finally able to connect her foot to the wall enough to push herself into falling out of Joey's grasp to the floor. "Ouch. You're too fucking tall," she groaned in pain, taking a minute to get up and then looking at all the faces surrounding her. This couldn't be more awkward or annoying if someone had planned it. "Are you two done having a whose dick is bigger contest so I can get back to my night?" she asked, looking between Joey and Nick. Vanessa ran a hand through her now extremely messy hair and moved to stand right back next to Kehlani, arms crossing over chest in defiance of Joey and everything else happening between the five of them. "You're not stopping this, Joey. I may be drunk right now, but I was sober when I texted Lani that I missed them the other night and I was sober when I made the choice to go up to them in the bar knowing how it would likely end."

JOE & NICK: Joe ignored Vanessa pleas to let her down, though, the little bit of strength she did have wasn't any match for his, so it didn't bother him all that much. "First of all," Joe motioned towards Kehlani, taking a deep breath and letting go of it slowly. "Don't order me around like you fucking know me. And Vanessa is not your girl. You lost that right when you broke up with her for no good reason." He then finally worked up the courage to face Nick, unsure of what he really wanted to say. He knew he'd be walking a thin line with him, but did it really even matter at this point? Everyone was already fighting with each other, so it seemed like no use now. "And Nick, you have no fucking reason to be jealous over me when all your boyfriend and I did was fuck one time. It meant nothing to either of us. I don't understand why you get so worked up over me, but it's fucking embarrassing and I'd appreciate it if you left me alone." Right when Joe finished speaking, Vanessa somehow managed to work her way out of his grip and ended up falling to the floor with a loud thud. "Jesus fucking Christ, Vanessa. Why in the hell would you do that?" He immediately went to go help her up, but she was already getting up on her own accord and moving quickly to stand next to Kehlani. Placing his hands on his hips, Joe let out a defeated laugh that came out in sort of a bitter way. "You know what? I don't care anymore. Do what you want, Vanessa. But I'm not going to be there for you this time when you get hurt again. I tried to help you, tried to protect you as best as I could, but that's clearly not ever going to be enough. Don't talk to me anymore." And without so much as a glance at Vanessa or even the other three people, he shoved his way through them and walked down the hall, storming into his own room.

Nick just stood, emotionless, while he listened to Joe and Vanessa bicker back and forth with each other. He hadn't realized just how close she was with him, and he could see how much it was affecting the both of them. "Well, thank God he's finally gone," Nick chuckled, but stopped short when he heard the familiar voice of his ex-boyfriend somewhere in the hall. He instantly froze, not knowing what to do or what to say. He swallowed back a thick knot that had formed in his throat and that's when he finally made eye contact with Troye. Though, neither men said a word to each other. It was the first time they had seen each other since they ended things and they were both startled by each other’s presence, rightfully so. "Uh... I—I'll just go," Nick stumbled over his words, it being the only thing he could manage to muster after a long and dreadful silence. He shut the heavy hotel door as fast as he could, leaving everyone else to fix the situation on their own. He would've invited Vanessa back in the room, so that he could help her calm down, but he figured Kehlani probably had that under control.

KEHLANI & TROYE: Kehlani couldn’t let the liquid courage allow them to blow up at Joe, no matter how much she had words at the tip of their tongue they would love to spew at him. They had to keep it civil, or at least a little bit, given the last thing they wanted to do was upset Vanessa once more. “Don’t order you around? If I remember right, you first came up to me a couple weeks ago,” they started, pointing fingers from themself to Joe for exaggeration, “And while you have every right to tell me off, you can’t tell me how to live my life either, and you certainly can’t tell Vanessa what to do when it comes to me.” By this time, Vanessa had taken a leap from Joe’s arms, had fallen to the ground, and nearly got herself up again before Kehlani could even register their next thought. Words were being thrown amongst each other a mile a minute, and now their attention was on Nick, who was in the doorway seemingly saying the least. They gave him an apologetic look, as if to say they were sorry for bringing the commotion right in front of his room. As Joe walked away, Kehlani was careful to turn their full attention to Vanessa, looking to see how she reacted to his words in that moment. By now, they had forgotten Troye had stepped into the scene, looking absolutely clueless.

As Joe left with nothing more to say to Vanessa, his protection and guidance now seemingly out the window, Troye couldn’t help but feel bad for the both of them. He had clearly walked into something he knew nothing about, but what he did know was that Nick didn’t seem to want to see him around that corner. He shut the door as quick as Troye had caught a glimpse of him, leaving him with no chance to speak. No chance to check in. And certainly, he had no right to pick up the key that taunted him right on the floorboard by his feet and barge in. Part of him almost wanted to turn away, to see if Joe needed anyone, to see if he could wipe his mind with anything but the startled look on Nick’s face as he saw him. How it was such a contrast to the normal smile he’d typically see from him as they locked eyes. He sighed, turning to face Kehlani and Vanessa who stood like they were frozen. Like nobody could believe the interactions that just happened, how everyone found each other like magnets and then exploded like ticking time bombs in the hallway. Only for Troye to be next to detonate, thanks to the drinks he’d thrown back himself. “And about the whose dick is bigger contest,” Troye started, voice much louder than before as he leaned against the door of Nick’s room — “I think we know Joe’s the fucking winner. Have a good night, everyone.”

VANESSA: "And I'm not your girl either, Joey," Vanessa responded to him quickly, "I'm not anyone's girl but my own, so I can make my own damn choices. And that choice is Lani." To say she was over all the petty drama happening around them right now would be an understatement, now that she was standing next to Kehlani and watching the boys go back and forth, she was ready for everyone to shut up. It wasn't until Joey's parting words that Vanessa really felt the sting of anything he said, her body physically reacting and curling in on itself as he started to walk away. "Only a real piece of shit friend would do that, Joe," she practically spat his name, not using the nickname she always called him, "Guess that's the difference between us, I'd never turn my back on you no matter how much I disagreed with a choice you made. Enjoy your night, asshole." Now she was not only angry, but hurt on top of it all, and it wasn't until the focus seemed to fall directly on Troye and Nick that she was snapped out of her own emotions. She felt incredibly guilty that the two of them had been dragged into this, and that she had to see the look of hurt on both of their faces. At least until Troye's next comment, which caught her completely off guard and just shrugged off. "At least Nick actually knows what to do with his," she spoke loudly, trying to make sure her voice carried down the hallway to wherever Joey was, "Have a good night, Troye. Sorry you got dragged into this mess." Vanessa finally picked the key up off the floor and turned to look at Kehlani, giving them an apologetic look as well followed by a pout. "Please tell me you're still coming in," she softly asked, using the key to open the door. Though Vanessa wanted to focus her attention on Kehlani from that point forward, she immediately went to go find Nick and check up on him, offering him the same look she had to both Troye and Lani. "I'm sorry about all of that, Nick. If people knew how to mind their own damn business, none of that would have happened. I know you probably just want space for tonight, so I'll check on you tomorrow, okay?"

NICK: As soon as Nick shut the door behind him, he leaned up against the surface and tried to calm his anxiety the best he could as it creeped up on him. Seeing Troye here was not on his agenda. He figured they'd probably run into each other at some point, that was a given. But not so soon after their breakup. He didn't really want to turn his back on Troye, but he truthfully didn't know what to say. Even after they'd been texting for some time. Seeing each other in person was completely different and he didn't really know how to feel. He continued to stand there and listen to everything going on outside the door, but that only proved to be a mistake because of what he heard Troye say next. He almost wanted to laugh at Vanessa's comment to him, but not a sound came out of him. The only thing he felt was hurt. Why would Troye purposely say something to upset him? He shook his head in disbelief as he fought back tears and pushed himself away from the door, walking back over to the bed in the middle of the room where he'd previously been before he was so rudely interrupted by the drama going on outside. But before Nick could even lay back down, he was practically startled by the door opening, turning around to see who it was and thanking God it was only Vanessa. He turned to the side and tried to hide the fact that he was wiping away tears that eventually fell, then shook it off as best as he could. "It's fine. It's not your fault," Nick said quietly. "I'll be fine, you don't need to check on me. And I don't want to insert myself into anything, and I know I haven't exactly been the nicest to Joe because of his history with Troye, but... Go easy on him. I've seen that look before in him, in other people, and I know he's only doing it because he cares about you a lot. I'm sure it's not easy seeing someone he loves and cares about going through something, especially if you got hurt. Kehlani's a good friend of mine and I have nothing but nice things to say about them, but... Just be careful, okay? I care about you, too. Outside of the sex," he said with a genuine tone. "Now, go. Get out of here and go have enough fun for the both of us."

KEHLANI: Kehlani kept their stance near Vanessa, close to the door, as if it was some way to protect Troye from doing something foolish and crashing on through. However, before they could even exchange their goodbyes, he was already down the hall with nothing left to add to the conversation. They knew it was for the best, thankful the crowd had dwindled back down to just the two of them and Nick beyond the closed doors. As Vanessa offered her a pout and asked them to come inside, despite everything, they knew they couldn’t let her down. They had made it this far. Although it wouldn't please Joe, there was no turning back. Kehlani was already too far gone with the idea of their day ending with their arms wrapped up in their ex. With a nod of their head, they followed in behind her as she entered the room, giving her space contrary to how things first began, pressed up against one another in the hallway. They wanted to give them the opportunity to check on Nick, to make sure everything on his end was as mended as it could be. Knowing Vanessa was still shaken up herself, she and Nick may have needed that moment together, for Kehlani to keep their distance on the other side of the suite, soon to be in exchange for an entire night of Vanessa letting them back in… even if it was only for the night.

VANESSA: Vanessa wasn't entirely sure what type of reaction to expect from Nick, even with all the time they had spent with each other this year, there was still a lot they didn't know about each other. Making situations like these one of those that were pretty wide open for what direction it could go in, but she was grateful when it seemed there would be no drama between the two of them. "Still, I didn't want anyone else to get involved, so I'm really sorry," she said before shaking her head almost instantly, "Don't defend him, not with the way he just treated me all because he refuses to let me make my own decisions. I know he cares, I never doubted that, but he had no right to treat me like that." Vanessa sighed, running a hand through her hair and nodding her head. "I'm being careful, I promise. I'm doing what I want to do, something I thought about while sober. But thank you, for caring and for not trying to stop me," she smiled softly, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his cheek. A friendly gesture, despite all the things that had happened between them over the last week being the complete opposite of just friendly. "Get some rest, Nick. And maybe sleep with the tv on," she winked with a laugh, before finally leaving his room. Vanessa walked out to find Kehlani, dragging her ex to her own room and not spending another second thinking about all the drama that went down tonight. For now, she was only focused on Kehlani and the two of them together, the rest could wait until tomorrow. And all the days it would likely last after that.

[demaparbat-hp]

Arsonist's Lullaby

[slyandthefamilybook]

why do you guys talk like you think not voting means no one gets elected

[emilnikos]

I need non autistic people to realise meltdowns are a real debilitating thing that has a serious effect on your mental and physical health NOWWWWW!!! The way its been trivialized and lessened pisses me the fuck off. It's not a tantrum and it doesn't come from "being too weak-willed" it's painful and it's embarrassing AND MOST OF ALL IT'S INVOLUNTARY!! Don't claim to be an ally to autistic or disabled people and then make fun of people who have meltdowns. Literally get the hell out of my sight

[chiptrillino-art]

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some of these were conzepts i drew for @ranilla-bean fic the iconoclast. others are just me doodeling zuko in SEA inspired clothing (khemer or siam style/ so cambodia or thailand)

[cognitiveinequality]

So... a bunch of NFT grifters threw a party in Hong Kong this weekend and reportedly a bunch of attendees are now at risk of permanent eyesight damage because the promoters used unsafe lighting, and people are going to the ER...

[tossawary]

This is petty fandom salt, BUT... I've been chewing on this phenomenon that I've been calling "Fandom's Darling". It is related to things like "Author's Darling" and "Mary Sue / Gary Stu" and "Protagonist Halo" and all that jazz, where one character gains a peculiar narrative weight in a story.

"Author's Darling" is when a writer has a favorite character, and the world and all other characters sort of get... warped to put the Darling in the spotlight. It's most noticeable in TV shows with multiple writers, when a character you personally like suddenly has their previous characterization destroyed to make another character look good somehow. Every other character might become weirdly incompetent. The Darling's feelings are treated as The Most Important Feelings in any given situation. The logic of the fictional world seems broken past suspension of disbelief in order to validate this one character's beliefs or skillset or some other fantasy. And so on.

"Fandom's Darling" is what I've been calling the pattern where a fandom essentially crowns a New Protagonist for their fanfiction stories (it's often a side character rather than the original protagonist, but it can also happen to protagonists). This character becomes the self-insert for all sorts of indulgent fantasies, gaining special powers or backstories, and/or becoming the focus of extreme whump, and/or hooking up with all the various hotties, starring in all sorts of tropey AUs, and so on. They're not always an obvious Mary Sue version of themselves, but the character's original personality and interpersonal relationships tend to get warped or dropped completely, and other characters tend to become a little flat around them. I call it "Fandom's Darling" because it's not just one self-indulgent fantasy fic (you do you! Have fun!) with characterization choices that I don't vibe with (I have neither the time nor the desire nor the authority to police anything, I am just venting), but rather a prolific mini-fandom of sorts revolving around this empty doll / fanon version of the chosen vessel character, so it becomes a little unavoidable.

I am salty about this (mildly frustrated) (imagine a soft sigh of disappointment before I just go do something else) because you are FUCKED if you actually liked the canonical version of this character and their interpersonal relationships. It's almost worse than liking an obscure character that no one cares about. There's about a thousand fics starring your fave, but maybe only about a dozen of them are actually rooted in any kind of recognisable canon.

[elainiisms]

[elbiotipo]

I still think we should celebrate Kissinger's death even if he didn't face justice and lived a confortable life, just so that everybody knows what a piece of shit he was, just so that when some Great Stateman like I don't fucking know Biden tries to eulogize him he is flooded with insults and mockery y quede bien para el culo, so that nobody can even PRETEND he had any worth, millions should celebrate he's fucking dead and this is how he will be remembered, as an imperialist criminal hated all over the world with no redeeming qualities, none should be able to even pretend he was some some great man except for the magnitude of his crimes

[a-hazbin-reader]

Omg I love Nix in ur new pfp!!!!

Me waking up and seeing this:

She's trying to rizz you guys up for info 😘

[say-hi-intrepid-heroes]

evan's motive is "belonging"???? what if i cried right now

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.

[mcmissileproof]

favorite hobby when I'm driving is to catch someone trying to climb up my back bumper while I'm going a completely reasonable speed and just slowly take my foot off the gas. you seem upset, brother. why don't we slow down and enjoy the view awhile

[thewritehag]

"Toxic Positivity" is another phrase that gets bandied about so much that the whole of us forget what shapes our tongues need to make to form the right sounds.

Toxic positivity isn't smiling through tears or stiffing that upper lip, it's not hearing "the sun will come out tomorrow" on the old warped record player in your head or making jokes after a tragedy. At worst, those things are naivety and at best they're Hope.

If you want to see Toxic Positivity, capitalized and omnipresent, just to see what it looks like, go to any job recruiters' page on LinkedIn. It's a landscape made of rictus smiles and worn down manifestations; each profile is a shiny altar to a god that won't acknowledge it's been abandoned.