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#I’m very lucky.
kingdom-dance · 5 months
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After being sick all week and working from home I’m destroyed that I actually have to GO BACK
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me, explaining feedism to my partner and showing him stuff that’s hot to me: ITS WEIRD I KNOW ITS WEIRD IM SORRY I LOVE YOU
him, perfectly calm: I appreciate how difficult this is for you and how you’re trusting me completely and being very vulnerable but really all you’ve shown me are pictures of hot fat guys and, hear me out, I don’t think it’s really that weird?
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rumble-bee-art · 4 months
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Someone is very much against the concept of smudge-proof lipstick
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afieldinengland · 5 months
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i do think there’s something to be said re: the fact that some people resent / dislike shakespeare purely because of the fusty and by-rote way in which they were taught his plays in school. which is fair! because it strikes me that teaching shakespeare to kids purely with a view towards exams drains the plays of the very things that make them beautiful, and that make them so deft in what they have to say about the human condition. it’s like people who say they don’t like vegetables, but really they’ve never had them prepared properly. of course you’re going to hate shakespeare if they’ve boiled him within an inch of his life what you need is shakespeare fried in butter
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forgetful-nerd · 6 months
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You know what would be such good angst material?
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These two meeting.
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that-house · 1 year
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I’ve gotten four people randomly texting me by accident in the last few months and it’s beginning to get annoying
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florwal · 23 days
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it’s so hard to get out of the “i need to be recording this gameplay or putting this save/build out to the masses.” mindset, especially when people are being rude in your inbox demanding shit and acting like you owe them something.
anyway my save files have issues and i don’t plan on fixing them for a while because like i’ve said… the amount of bugs and problems the game itself has makes it a super frustrating and stressful thing and i’d rather not spend months of my life nonstop working on something that the game will eventually break again.
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otaku553 · 1 month
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Ehehehehehe lookit him!!!!! The boy!!!! He!!
Found this figure in akihabara during a class trip to Tokyo and even though my luggage was pretty stuffed already I couldn’t resist,, maybe it’s a good thing they only had sabo and luffy in stock because if they had Ace as well I definitely would have been spending thrice as much
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stuckinapril · 3 months
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#I’m only very rarely inclined to get this intimate w my thoughts so I might as well say it NOW butttt I will never not see the dead children#In everything I do#Like legit#I’ve read up on Hind so extensively and seen so many photos of her#And I have a very healthy relationship w the popular Palestinian journalists so she’s not my blorbo or anything#But hearing that memo destroyed me bc bisan is only 23 and she seemed so vivacious#Idk like I do normal people things I can’t just pause on my life#But idk how it feels like to sit at a boba place and enjoy my pearl milk tea w my friends#While the horrors over there don’t just lurk the back of my mind. I do normal things and I’m guilty for having the luxury#And as an Iraqi girl I’m living in the literal ideal timeline#Where my mom decided to immigrate to the us and that’s why I’m here living a normal life like everyone else#It’s like in a different world if I were born in a different time it could’ve so easily been me. I’m one of the Lucky Ones idk#It’s not survivor’s guilt bc it’s not like I had to survive anything like I never had the chance to live in Iraq or anything#But like. If some things had fallen just a little differently#And I keep thinking about how I’d feel if it were happening to Iraq and people behaved the way they’re doing to Palestinians#I’d be so mad#And some people on here are dealing w assholes while bursting at the seams w grief#For losing their loved ones#This is why I’m so fucking angry at anyone who’s complicit#This was a major tangent but basically I feel weird about doing normal things now while simultaneously knowing I can’t just sit and wallow#And watch life pass by as if it’ll do anything#Misery is not a home but I’m struggling to be 100% normal#And I think that this tonal dissonance is reflecting on my blog too bc I can’t go back to just#Posting about all the other normal things I used to. Like I want to but sometimes I feel off.#Is this anything. I haven’t slept all night#I can’t just allow myself to lose interest in everything I used to like and be and just fade away but maybe it’s about accepting that this#Will also always be a part of me now. It’s that awareness that shadows everything I do#or maybe I need a therapist it’s a toss up#I’ll probably feel better once I get my day started but this was cathartic to voice I think#p
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pebblezone · 8 months
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Hiiiiiii 😁
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corrodedcoughin · 1 year
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Thinking about steddie future where they're both just average guys. No rockstars, no basketball players just two Normal men living a normal life because honestly? they deserve it. They deserve soft domesticity and happiness.
They both have jobs they like but don't love and they're happy with that. Eddie maybe becomes an electrician, working for someone else's company. His coworkers are chill, he gets to get out and work with his hands and that's more than he could have asked for. Steve is a physical therapist, or a manager in some business. He likes his team and the steady hours. He's not working for his dad which is a plus.
They buy a house together, that's not a mansion but it's not a trailer either. Steve does a lot of the dishes because Eddie hates it, hates the feeling of old food on the plates and cutlery. So Eddie will kiss Steve on the cheek and does the laundry because Steve fucking hates laundry. And sitting on the floor watching TV while he folds clothes is honestly sort of relaxing?? Love is doing the chores your partner hates.
Steve and Robin go out for brunch at least once a month, where they catch up and gossip for hours and hours and Steve comes home lighter with updates on Robin and Vickie. Eddie will have nightly phone calls with Wayne, where they talk and laugh and Eddie will eventually hand the phone over to Steve so he and Wayne can talk sports together. When he's in town Dustin will come over and stay in their spare room and they laugh and joke so much it's just like old times. They go over to Jeff's house for dinner on a semi regular basis, and it's nice having normal friends.
They adopt a very annoying cat who will climb all over them in bed and meow in their faces when they don't wake up to feed it breakfast in time. Steve will go for jogs on a Saturday morning, coming home to Eddie reading in bed. Some old western book Wayne recommended to him. There's a steaming cup of coffee waiting on their bedside tables that Eddie's prepared.
They take time off of work and go on a week long vacation because they can do that now. They do dorky touristy things and Eddie buys a mug to send to Wayne. Steve takes a lot of dorky photos of the two of them.
Idk they deserve to be normal and alive and happy with no upside down anymore <3
Oh I love this! I had actually been thinking about tradesman Eddie for a little bit I am so, so glad you’ve come up with this!
I can so completely see him learning a trade and just getting employed and put through his time by a small local employer! He has to go through his exams and that part of it worries him when he first gets the job but his team end up being really supportive and Steve stays up late with him, practicing circuits and wiring and quizzing him on currents and volts. Eddie returning the favour, letting Steve mark up his muscles and be a living anatomy dummy. Sure it gets a little sexy from time to time but more often than not it’s just them testing each other as Steve identifies bones and Eddie talks about parallel circuits.
The monthly brunches mentally and physically revive Steve after working extended hours with patients that he really does want the best for but a jobs a job and it can get pretty tiring. They joke that they rebalance each others chakras but they really do feel realigned after their meet ups. Eddie can see it to, sometimes he’ll come pick them up when it’s been a boozy brunch and delights in seeing them happy and light, clambering over each other to tell Eddie something about one of the waiters or an especially good dish they ordered. When he drops Robin home Steve sits in the front and looks at peace and Eddie feels the same way.
Their weekends are for them, sometimes that means staying home and cleaning the whole place between ordering food in and sometimes that means going on a day trip and taking Wayne around all the antique spots around the county and seeing what horrors they can uncover. Top spot currently sits with Wayne’s find of a doll whose limbs had been replaced with horse legs and had the head of a fish. Of course they bought it.
Every time they go on a holiday they make sure to send postcards to everyone, including themselves, seeing if they’ll get home before the postcard does. Steve keeps them in a photo album, each with a Polaroid of them next to it. Sometimes taken by a stranger, sometimes just a close up of their faces squashed together. It’s Eddie’s favourite thing to go through on their anniversary, or any day really, just loves being reminded that this is the life they get to have.
It’s mundane, dare say even normal, but they love it. Steve comes home every night, happy to put his scrubs in the washing machine next to Eddie’s uniform, happy to be where he feels loved.
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inkykeiji · 3 months
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i’m currently making a list of reasons to stay alive and i just need you all to know that you’re on it, every single one of you.
thank you for being here with me, thank you for reading my writing, thank you for sending me the sweetest, cutest, most thoughtful little messages and questions. it means more to me than you’ll ever know, and i love you so much
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bonesblubs · 11 months
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Knowing that some of my family supports me on Patreon is wild, like here cousin, take this drawing of mermaid Liu Qingge from this series you’ve never heard of 😭
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sashimiyas · 7 months
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cw: marriage; it’s atsumu getting married
Osamu’s feet hurt. He’s been in these damn shoes since early morning. The sun is glaring in his eye and damn it, maybe he should have taken Suna’s offer of hair wax because there’s been a stubborn breeze insistent on tickling his face.
But a modern rendition of Can’t Help Falling In Love is playing and the crowd stands. He can hear the beginnings of an ugly, video-worthy sob erupting from the back of Atsumu’s throat. The fucking ugliest crier in the world, but still, the luckiest man of the day.
Osamu’s eyes follow his brother’s. Past, the other members of the wedding party, past the beautiful arch and Aran in the middle who is standing tall and proud in a tux perfect for an officiant, past Ma seated at the front row, and right at Atsumu’s future lifelong partner.
His heart cannot help but feel tender, soothed and calmed knowing that someone so special, whose eyes focus only on Atsumu, will care for his brother even better than he can.
Atsumu’s full on sobbing now but it had been expected considering the dress rehearsal. Man was blowing his nose right into the microphone with Ma standing next to him, box of tissues at the ready and hardly getting through a legible speech.
Ever and always cleaning up his brother’s mess, Osamu hands him a napkin hidden in his breast pocket. When his brother gathers himself enough, Osamu’s eyes return to the crowd for the second most important of the day.
At least, to him.
He’s surprised to find you wiping your tears at the beautiful scene displayed before you, holding your camera as you dab your index finger against the inner corner of your eye. Damn it, maybe he should have saved that napkin for himself.
Seeing you out there, not even a member of the party, here only because Osamu is, and yet, so deeply affected by an auspicious display of love, does something to him.
Atsumu’s partner arrives. They hold hands at the altar and Aran begins his speech. This is what love looks like.
Osamu searches the crowd once more. Your wet, wet glimmer of a proud smile meets him.
This is what love looks like.
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vintagedolce · 3 months
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TGA season 3 will start filming in June/July!!!
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You know what I fucking love about wwdits? Is that Nadja and Lazlo are canonically open to being in an open/poly relationship. There is so little/none mainstream media that portrays poly relationships as just like, a thing that people can be that doesn’t put a strain on their relationship, and I am so happy because of it. As someone in a poly relationship it makes me feel so much better to see it just a little bit more normalised in a world where this sort of thing is still very much taboo.
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