So I know there are a ton of fics about Steve being horribly sad when Eddie goes on tour, and yeah, that tracks. But what about a Steve who can’t wait for Eddie to go on tour because then he gets two blissful months without his husband leaving his wet towels on the floor, or his dirty socks strewn across their bed/sofa/lamps, or has to deal with Eddie eating old take out that he shouldn’t have kept in the first place that makes him sick EVERY TIME even though Steve says to just toss it. Steve gets two quiet months to cook his food and watch reruns of Murder, She Wrote and go to bed at 9 pm and yeah, he misses Eddie, but he’ll come home soon.

Meanwhile Eddie is always miserable on tour and drives the guys crazy for all two months they’re on the road and as soon as Gareth drops Eddie off at home he insists on a three-week no-contact break. (Which is fine, because Eddie will spend the next three months trying to become one with Steve via osmosis.

And will leave his wet towels on the ground.)

obsessed w/ @magbay's new liners

Ty Lee, holding a random leaf over Azula’s head: Now we have to kiss.

Azula: Shouldn’t it be mistletoe?

Ty lee: Don’t let capitalism get to you.

I will block you if you are minor and have no easily visible indication of your age on your blog if you interact with me in any way.

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Imagine dressing up as a catgirl for Wonwoo. He's so focused playing games in your shared study room and, maybe you feel like being a bit of a tease and tempting him away from his monitors for awhile. This is something you've considered surprising your boyfriend with for some time but, the correct time has just never arisen. It's now or never, you suppose.

Wonwoo is too engrossed in the actions unfolding on his screen to notice you slip into the study. Typical. You smile a little at your unsuspecting boyfriend. Wonwoo is quite an observant man and has rarely made you feel uncared for or unwanted but, sometimes you do wish he'd cut back his gaming hours a little bit. Maybe you're just spoiled though, who knows. "Wonwoo," you call out to him, fiddling with the hem of your pastel pink skirt. He doesn't respond, still fully focusing on his screen. With a sigh you walk over to his gaming chair and, gently tap him on the shoulder.

He is startled for a moment, fumbling to pause the game. The first thing your boyfriend sees when he turns to talk to you is your tits, your white top clinging to you and leaving very little to the imagination. Now, Wonwoo has seen your boobs before and, loves them. Thinks they're a 10/10 but, he's wholly unprepared for that to be the first thing he sees. His body reacting before he is able to pull himself together. When he does start to come back to himself, he's surprised to notice what you're wearing. The black car ears sticking out from the top of your head, the pink skirt that just barely reaches your thighs and the white thigh high socks that cling to your thighs. On a closer look, he discovers you're not wearing a bra and he can very clearly see your nipples pebbled against the material of your shirt rather appetisingly. "I wanted to surprise you" comes your somewhat shy explanation for your choice of attire and, Wonwoo is still desperately trying to remember how to form words. All the blood feeling as though it has completely rushed from his head. "You uh look great" he manages to stammer out, eyes running along your body and coming to rest at the ears atop your head. A small smile graces his stupidly attractive face. "Thank you," you respond with a smile of your own, resting your hands onto his broad shoulders, leaving minimal space between the two of you. You can help the shudder that runs through your body as one of his hands comes to gently hold your thigh, resting midway between your sock and bare skin. Of course he'd get all smug at your reaction. "If you wanted to have sex you could've just said so. Not to say I don't appreciate the outfit. I'm painfully hard right now," your boyfriend says in a tone equal parts blasé and arrogant, his thumb drawing circles on your thigh. His gaze is liquid heat now as he looks at you, the noticeable octave drop in his voice making you drip onto your panties. "Like I said um I wanted it to be a surprise," you manage you get out with minimal stammering, digging your nails into his shirt as his smirk only widens. "Sure," is all he says before pulling you into a heated kiss. His grip on your thigh tightening.

He’s Rockin’ the Polka Dot Pants

can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024

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Underrated panel

Crocodile finds a strange stray cat an 11-year old Nico Robin (AU where they met 13 years earlier. Robin's been on the run from the World Government for 3 years. Crocodile's 27 and has not set up base in Alabasta yet)

It seems like I have become possessed. By some sort of demon.

Bonus:

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

to any americans who feel "paralyzed" and "dont know what to do" to help with gaza:

reading a fucking book. i beg of you.

in a time of knowledge suppression is it your duty to arm yourself with knowledge.

read about americas occupations in the middle east.

read about 9/11 from outside of america and see how they inflicted senseless harm and violence to countless amounts of people and have been suppressing your rights for the past 2 fucking decades.

read about any of the countless wars from the past 30 years. especially from a civilian's. and the victims and survivors' perspective. listen to the horror stories and do not plug your fucking ears as to what your country is doing.

and read about fucking gaza and palestine and keep up with what is happening no matter how "sad" or "uncountable" you might get.

dont look away from this.

you dont have the right to be comfortable during countless active genocides.

if you're knowledgeable, you're powerful, and our current state doesnt fucking want that.

you have the power to change things if you open your eyes and scream to the world.

wake the fuck up.

Edit: please check the reblogs there are readings and ways to help

ohhhhhh I truly cannot get over the EVIL GENIUS of having crowley make a point of immediately taking his sunglasses off every time he's in the bookshop or alone with aziraphale this season, showing just how comfortable he's become showing his emotions and his vulnerability to aziraphale since season 1, opening himself up completely at every opportunity, showing us a side of him that's remained almost entirely hidden for millennia, only for him to silently and purposefully put his sunglasses back on immediately once aziraphale rejects his love confession. like, bravo gaiman, I saw what you did there and I'm never going to fucking recover from it. well done

for anyone too young to know this: watching The Truman Show is a vastly different experience now, compared to how it was before youtube and social media influencers became normal

before it was like, "what a horrifying thing to do to a human being! to take away their autonomy and privacy, all for the sake of profits! to create fake scenarios for them to react to, just to retain viewership! to ruin their happiness just so some corporate entity could harvest money from their very humanity! how could anyone do something so evil?"

and now it's like, "ah, yeah. this is still deeply fucked up, but it's pretty much what every influencer has been doing to their kids for a decade now. probably bad that we've normalized this experience"

a comic/zine about coyotes

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i think everyone who's ever had migraines should be financially compensated forever btw