part of my masculine charm is that i'm completely insane

can we talk about how creative the hazbin hotel community is at making ship names LIKE

“oh tv guy and the radio dude? RADIOSTATIC”

“oh you’re telling me that the tv guy likes the radio guy but the radio guy doesn’t like him back? how’s RADIOSILENCE”

“oh lucifer himself and the first guy? i gotchu how about ADAMSAPPLE”

“OH LUCIFER HIMSELF AND THE TV GUY? HAVE AN APPLETV”

people on tiktok would never survive a day on tumblr

bisexual culture is liking moths

I love how these 5 kind of form a chain with their connections and I desperately need to see all of those connections come together at some point

tumblr powered microwave. reblog to fire 1 wave at this beef

behold: my childhood.

don’t worry, I’m no longer a Gacha life/club kid or a yandere simulator fan, I was a dumb kid

silly little thing with my hyperfixations

“what if people transition and then regret it?” ok. let’s do that with everything. no more straight marriages until the heterosexual divorce rate is below the detransition rates

Judging you based on your favorite Monster flavor, compliment edition

Monster Energy Default: You’re very into the classics and you’re the nostalgic one of the bunch. chances are that you are either a young teen, or a reminiscing adult.

Monster Zero Ultra: You’re a very wholesome person when it comes to anything, really. You are more likely to like the more light and refreshing flavors, rather than the more strong ones. You may be self conscious about liking ‘basic’ foods/drinks, but don’t worry, that just means you have good taste!

Monster Zero Sugar: You are tired seeing your favorite flavor being made fun of, but it doesn’t matter, like what flavor you like!

Monster Lo Carb: While I’ve never met someone with your taste in real life, you are definitely very nice and probably a bit of a healthy person.

Monster Ultra Peachy Keen: You love sweet things, but you also love sour things, as well. You are definitely so chill, and really kind.

Monster Ultra Watermelon: You love watermelon flavored anything, but not watermelon itself. You love summer and probably love Gravity falls. You are literally so cool.

Monster Ultra Gold: You are extremely chill and a genuinely cool, you seem to love the underrated, not necessarily the hated. You are struggling to find fellow fans of this flavor, but that just means you’re unique!

Monster Ultra Paradise: You love anything lime and think that lemon is overrated, you are very enthusiastic and energetic, and you are very cool.

Ultra Fiesta Mango: You love strong flavors, and you seem to have a taste for the fruit flavors. You have amazing taste and you seem to be very knowledgeable.

Monster Ultra Sunrise: You are a morning lover, dawn is your passion. You are extremely optimistic and you are very connected with the beauty of nature.

Monster Ultra Rosa: You are a sweet and kind person, and you have an addiction to perfume and flowers, it’s almost unhealthy. You also give me Lana Del ray stan vibes.

Monster Ultra Violet: You love purple way too much, and you love flavors that are hard to explain. You also don’t seem straight at all. Same to be honest. You are a very cool person and you seem laid back on the outside, even if not the case.

Monster Ultra Red: You probably don’t like summer, do you? You are very nice and empathetic, but can get really intense sometimes, especially when stressed. You are ver much the definition of nice.

Monster Ultra Blue: You like your drinks cold. You often travel to places with beaches or you live in a very hot place. Either way, you have good taste.

Monster Ultra Black: You love sweet and sour things, and odd yet good tasting things. You are likely very chill and don’t mind the fact that you like things that are underrated.

Monster Ultra Strawberry Dreams: Sweet things are love, sweet things are life. You literally absorb the sweetness from this drink I swear, y’all are so nice.

she/her is so cool and he/him is too and so is they/them and she/they and he/they and it/its and xe/xem and fae/faer and all the neopronouns and

STOP SCROLLING!

Oka, I plan on following everyone on tumblr

literally everyone

Please reblog so I can make this happen

it’s ranting time again! I need to relive some stress so why not?

(TWs in tags)

So Y’know in my last post rant was kinda about how I was insecure about my body? It time to talk about it!

let’s start with the fact that I developed early in my childhood, and I never really knew about some things when I was that young, but I wasn’t stupid. Okay?

I have body hair on my arms and legs. I am extremely insecure about it, and I’d just about cry when it was pointed out even once. But I couldn’t bring myself to ask my mom about it, I don’t know why (well, I do know now, she’s a bodyshaming woman with no respect.) I’ve just covered up my arms, and hid my imperfections behind my sleeves. Never wore shorts either. It was a habit of mine. But I pulled through and I wore some things shorter and I felt happy and confident, I embraced my imperfections and felt comfortable and it felt wonderful and freeing. But my mother.. she said it would distract other guys. She said things were too revealing. She put my shell of insecurity and doubts back on, and I hid again.

mom, if you ever read this, think twice for once in your life and don’t judge me when I’m happy and content with myself.

little bit of a rant

Warning: this rant has strong language, if that makes you uncomfortable.

I just remembered my mom judges me for what I wear, with how much my skin is showing, especially in school. First and FOREMOST, I already have felt bad about my body my entire life without the help of my no-good mom. I’ve always felt insecure about showing my midriff because of me looking fat (no shame in being fat ofc, I just hated myself for being as such.) also wearing tight clothes for the same reason, shorts both because of body hair and how big my legs are, short sleeve’s because of my arm hair, etc., without my mothers help. Feeling confident and comfortable and showing my body in these ways is an accomplishment that I’m so proud of myself for. Then came my mom. She manipulated me into thinking that I was basically naked in that type of clothing. I could just be wearing something that show my belly button for god sakes, and she’d act like I was going to be in a murder documentary the next day. Then, she would also say “oh! The boys will be distracted from class!”, like, no! They won’t! I fucking hate when other women who not only blame random ass kids for being distracted, blame the GIRLS for actual creeps to be distracted instead of teaching men not to be as such. Not only that, but judging a grown ass woman for wearing what she wants is disgusting, but a fucking teen/child?! Your child?! For wearing what they want?! Fucking gross.

Me and mom used to go to thrift shops to buy clothes for me, which was fun, but I used to go to random tank/tube tops, point to them, and say, “that’s not a top, that’s a bra.” And I deeply apologize to all women who wear those things and get judged for feeling confident and happy with themselves. My mother encouraged that behavior, and I realize, maybe she is a bad mother. A lot of boys that I talk to, either on the phone or even just guy friends, are just chill. Every time I mention a guy friend of mine, I get judged or they hint on me liking them, which I don’t usually. My mother is way too protective of me when it comes to clothes and boys. And I fucking hate it, but if I said that to her face, I’d get likely beat or grounded. I just want to feel secure with my mother, and with myself.

She was a huge fucking drunk in the past, no shame to those who changed, I’m proud of those folks, but when I was in elementary school, I had to deal with my mother passing out, yelling at me, and acting horribly to me on a daily basis, with or without alcohol. But a couple months ago, she was mad at my stepdad, she got drunk as fuck, and fucking slapped the absolute shit outta him. Now I’m not allowed to see her right now because I was a minor witnessing their mother assault her stepfather. I’m extremely afraid of meeting her again, and touching her is out of the question. nobody should ever be afraid of their mother, in a way that children are afraid of their mother hurting them or yelling at them like I am afraid of my mother for. Every mother should be a loving good person and role model in their child’s life, not at all straying from that circumstance. And mom, if you ever see this, just know, being drunk is not an excuse. Being tired is not an excuse. Being sick, being mad, losing your temper, being sad, anything is not an excuse for how you fucking treat me. Don’t judge my body. Don’t judge my feelings. I could be out, underage drinking, smoking, doing dr*gs even, and you complain about my interests being non productive. I am not out having sex, so why do you even care about my love life? I am not your object. I am not your property just because chose to have me. Treating me like that just because you chose to raise me, it’s tiring dealing with your bullshit and the next time you drink that much, threaten me, or get violent, I will call the cops. I am not stupid. I am a human fucking being. Respect that. And if you don’t, I’ll just leave and live with dad. I don’t fucking care anymore.