#zero emotional regulation

[aunhinged]

Sherlock and House: Oddest shows of affection.

Sherlock: I’ve deduced John’s daily habits down to the exact minute. I know exactly when he’ll be in a good mood, when he’ll want tea, and when he’ll need to be left alone. That’s true love, House. Precision.

House: Please. I accidentally spilled coffee on Wilson’s favorite shirt so I could buy him a new one and subtly remind him I’m thoughtful. He didn’t even notice how manipulative it was. That’s an art form.

Sherlock: Your methods are as sloppy as your diagnostics.

House: Your ‘precision’ sounds suspiciously like stalking, but okay.

John (to Wilson): Is this what happens when geniuses get bored?

Wilson: No, this is what happens when geniuses have feelings and zero emotional regulation.

[ohgreat-moretapes]

Tim I noticed a lot of indigenous patches on your jacket, are you Native?

Idk what my dad was 'cause I never knew him, but yeah my mom is (or... Was.. I guess..) Muscogee, the tribe native to the part of Alabama I'm in.

If I remember correctly she came to Alabama from Oklahoma (where a lot of Natives were displaced to in the 1800s) to "get back to her roots."

But yknow, I was separated from her in childhood (which tbh is upsettingly common for Native families) and I was raised in a very white very Catholic asylum so I'm not as connected to the culture as I'd like to be.

-Tim

[necrotic-nephilim]

If you want to be bothered. Maybe this for dick and Bruce???

i ALWAYS want to be bothered these are always the highlight of my day tbh you're a delight for letting me just yap <3

Dick. For the canon isn't real square I am Specifically talking about the Tom Taylor Nightwing run. Usually I ignore bad runs but given this one is ongoing (though about to end THANK GOD and get replaced by Dan Watters who i have high hopes for since i adored his Sword of Azrael (2022) run but i digress) so I counted it. Especially since it's so debated if that run is bad or not, for some reason. I'm a 90s Nightwing truther. I love Dick so dearly and tbh recently I've been more enamored with him the more I read his Discowing era, I didn't used to be as big of a Dick stan as I am these days.

Bruce. Honestly where do you even start with Bruce. I want to fist fight him and also patch him up. He got me into comics and superheroes as a whole but I roll my eyes whenever he shows up in a story. He's a bastard and usually not a good father but also complex and should be dissected under a magnifying glass. I love him dearly. He's also just the worst. I think that's why I love him. I'm always a fan of unabashedly Complicated Asshole Bruce who's generally not always the best person, particularly not to the Batfamily and that being the driving force of his relationships with them, especially in shipping.

And for bonus points, Tim. Because know above all else, I'm a Tim Drake kinnie /deg. He's been my number one for a decade and I've yet to uproot him from my brain. He's literally the Worst half the time and I love him for it. And the canon isn't real refers to Tim Drake: Robin because... that sure was a comic. And that's about all I can say about it. Pre-Flashpoint Tim I miss you so dearly. I think it's fun that I want to put him in a blender and drink the juice but also want Nothing Ever to happen to him.

[whatwooshkai]

2?

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Dani sucks in a breath, and prepares for the worst. "There's no way you're fitting in that."

Blades gives her a blank look, the dress halfway up his thighs. "Huh?"

Even if there weren't love handles spilling over the waistband of his boxers, there's no way in hell Blades is fitting into anything Dani owns. He's taller than her, his shoulders are broader, and he's far more filled out. "You're not fitting in that."

"Why?" Blades asks, seemingly genuinely curious.

Because you're fat, is on the tip of Dani's tongue, but she holds it. Blades isn't even human on most days, she shouldn't subject him to human problems like body image issues. "We're not the same size," she settles on, tapping a beat on her arm. "You're bigger than me. And I'd rather you not rip that dress."

Blades' frown gets deeper, but he shimmies out of the dress and pulls back on the old tshirt and jeans from her dad, the only clothes they had that would fit him. "I could get smaller?" he offers.

Dani shakes her head. "No, you can't," she tells him. "You're not... y'know."

"Right," Blades mutters, crossing his arms over his chest. Dani can see the outline of his stomach through the shirt. How can he not be insecure about that? "But I don't like these clothes, I like your clothes. Your dad has no sense of style."

Dani cracks a smile at that. "No, he doesn't. But, uh..." she shifts, staring at the dress crumpled on the floor. Maybe she should've let him stretch out that dress. She always looks a little off in it... "I could take you shopping," she offers, and Blades absolutely lights up.

"Really?" he says, grabbing her hands. "Can we go to the mall? Oh, I've always wanted to do that-" he cuts himself off suddenly, eyes growing wide. "Oh my Primus. You have to buy me a pretzel."

Dani bites the comment on her tongue and forces herself to match his energy. "Of course!" she promises, squeezing his hands back. "You should enjoy your time as human!"

Blades' grin lights up the whole room.

Dani sighs when he turns away, babbling about all his plans and gathering up the clothes scattered on the floor to get an idea of what he wants. He's so excited, Dani wishes she could genuinely match that energy.

Maybe I could stand to learn a thing or two from him.

[malka-lisitsa]

"I can't help the way I feel about you, even though I know it's wrong."

—  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓-𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Wrong?" She almost spat the word.

"It's wrong to love me? Why? Because your little brother is mad I didn't die for his stupid ritual? He's a pissy little bitch that's made MY life a living hell for five hundred years and it's wrong to love ME?"

The sheer intensity of her anger was building quickly. The idea that she was the wrong choice felt like ripping her rib cadge open and salting the raw flesh behind it.

"Well Elijah if I'm such a wrong choice then let me make it easy for you. Fuck you and your feelings, put me back on your shit list, I really don't care anymore."

[kiwikipedia]

“No.”

“What do you mean, ‘no’, Assassin?”

“I mean what I said.”

Kirei should be mad. Should feel ire, should feel slighted at the fact that his Servant, a mass of mana who donned flesh and blood like a costume and was bound to him, was defying him. And yet, he feels nothing. Not even exasperation as the red-haired man before him flipped through a magecraft text sitting on the table before them.

When Kirei summoned Assassin as his Servant, he would be lying if he stated he hadn't been he had been expecting dark cloaks and a masked face, like every other Assassin from the Grail Wars recorded before. Instead, he got something… loud and garish.

Something red.

Assassin was not a typical assassin and refused to give his name.

Red clothes, red hair, red makeup, and Chinese in origin… he couldn’t place them— but he knew he was not one of the many hashashin who had come before him.

Granted, Kirie's… grasp on Chinese Assassins was lacking. He could name a few who were important to history, but there was no way this one was any of them. Too flashy, too comfortable in a modern atmosphere, and he had laughed when Kirei asked if he was the famed Jing Ke or Yan Qing.

And rather loudly at that.

Assassin was something of a mystery, despite his loud appearance and actions. The Servant was much bolder than one would think an Assassin would be, actively moving about the Tohsaka house before Tokiomi summoned the Archer Gilgamesh. So much so that Rin had asked Kirei about the “Redheaded Mister” more than once because he would help Aoi with cooking and she liked his cooking.

Again, another weird point that tied back to that ease of comfort in a more modern world. Assassin easily navigated the kitchen stove and radio— and while he knew that Servants were granted knowledge of the Modern world from the Grail, it was still odd. The familiarity wasn't that of a man who knew in the sense of having been told, but one who moved with the sense of having used one before.

Nonetheless, the fact remained that Assassin was a mystery despite how much he interacted with ease and talked to the Tohsaka family and him. Kirei would've assumed that, because of that, the Servant would have no qualms, however. It wasn't as if the man got attached— had he?

“What you’re asking of me is something that is… distasteful,” Assassin continued, seemingly unaware or perhaps uncaring that Kirei was at a loss. “I may be an Assassin but I am no idiot, though you might be."

Dark eyes met his own, reflecting the candles that adorned the walls. He was deadly serious, Kirei realized. And again, he was startled at the sheer amount of nothing he felt. He should feel annoyed, at least a little bit.

Tokiomi’s plan was already falling apart.

“Are you not my Servant?” He found himself asking and Assassin snorted, closing the book with a snap.

“You might be my Master, Kotomine Kirei, but that’s in name only. I will consider your orders, and ruminate on them, but that is all. If I act or not is my choice and mine alone,” Assassin said simply, not looking at Kirei again as he set the book down. “Feel free to use your command seals, though I can assure you, there’s only so far that will take you in this war."

[askezis]

When I was 15, a guy confessed his feelings to me & I told him that his mother should've aborted him. We're at the same party rn

[original-punks]

World's first defective human

[ahappyphjl]

how did we survive for so long with like two videos of joint content a year and no gaming channel 😭😭😭 it feels like a different life

it really does, it’s so weird. like the only way i survived was dissociating the whole time and just acting like i wasn’t going insane without regular dnp content. we’re all super humans for getting through that. so we can get through this too, i just feel like there’s gonna be fires burning all over phannie tumblr by the time they upload next lol

[sometimesraven]

that's it ruby

force him to do a feelings

[lightbulb-warning]

local audhd having idiot has to do something not related to their hyperfixation and fuCKING EXPLODES!!1!!!!!! /j

[tineymang]

a few scoo doodles ft. some lil design changes i gave them! i may redo their ref sometime if i get the energy for it

[the-private-local-enemy]

wow this sucks! i can't even wash the dog's eyes out with the saline without having a tantrum because he won't stay still and i can't manage him! how am i going to do the ointment im supposed to put under his fucking eyelids

[minorfamilysupremacy]

Chapters: 7/? Fandom: รักโคตรร้ายสุดท้ายโคตรรัก | KinnPorsche: The Series (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun Characters: Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham, Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, Macau Theerapanyakun Additional Tags: Murderboner adventures (eventually), Happiness is a temporary thing, Domesticity is cool but so is murder, Featuring a cat because I can, Warning now for violence because it's really only a matter of time with these two, Everybody cries like they're in a Ghibli movie, Emotions are extreme and self-control is limited, Suicidal Ideation Summary:

Nobody ever really escapes this life.

HAPPY CHAPTER 7 DAY!! 

on the docket: being back at pete’s old stomping grounds awakens some painful memories, but leads to some necessary conversations and progress.

[friendofthecrows]

Ugh, I'm going to be seething for the rest of the night. I can't believe these practices continue (very much can believe it due to seeing it personally). I can't believe probably well-meaning people still think that it's good! (This one honestly was a bit surprising.) My grandfather didn't get multiple attempts on his life just for people to support clear-cutting followed by planting monocultures. What the fuck.

(Context: he invented machines that could harvest a tree in one go without harming surrounding trees for use in sustainable forestry and then sold the patent for $100 and one of the machines, which he then donated to the tribe in order to support their efforts. The cartoon villain of a man who had an almost complete monopoly locally as far as logging and also paper mills Didn't Like That.)

[shadowthian]

world cold and hard look at my kitten Aurora being warm and soft baby