How are you 30 and shipping a 17 year old and 20 year old 💀

What the fuck are you talking about?

They're FICTIONAL CHARACTERS you dumb fuck! And what the fuck does my age have anything to do about it?!

You're STILL going on and bitching about this? It's 2023, get the fuck over it.

Get recked.

And don't fucking ever bring up my age!

Hiding behind the anon button like a pussy.

it is hard to explain without sounding vain or stupid - but the more attractive others find you, the more you're allowed to do. the easier your life is.

i have been on both sides of this. i am queer and cuban. i grew up poor. for a long time i didn't know "how" to dress - and i still don't. i make my sister pick out any important outfits. i have adhd in spades: i was never "cool and quiet", i was the weird kid who didn't understand how "normal" people behave. i was bullied so hard that the "social outcasts" wouldn't even talk to me.

i got my teeth straightened. i cut my hair and learned how to style it. i got into makeup. it didn't matter, at first, if i actually liked what i was doing - it mattered how people responded to it. like a magic trick; the right dress and winged eyeliner and suddenly i was no longer too weird for all of it. i could wear the ugly pokemon shirt and it was just "ironic" or a "cute interest."

when i am seen as pretty, people listen. they laugh at my jokes. they allow me to be weird and a little spacey. i can trust that if i need something, people will generally help me. privilege suddenly rushes in: pretty does buy things. pretty people get treated more gently.

i am the same ugly little girl, is the thing. still odd. still not-quite-fitting-in. still scrambling. still angry and afraid and full of bad things. of course it became my obsession. of course i stopped eating. i had seen, in real time, the exact way it could change my life - simply always be perfect, and things can be easy. people will "overlook" all the other things. i used to have panic attacks at the idea others would see me without makeup - what would they think? even for a simple friend hangout, i'd spend a few hours getting ready. after all, it seemed so obvious to me: these people liked me because i was pretty.

i worry about how much i'm being a bad activist: i understand that "pretty" is determined by white, het, cis, able-bodied hegemonies. if i was really an ally, wouldn't i rally against all of this? recently there's been a "clean girl" trend which copies latinx aesthetics: dark slicked-back hair, hoop earrings. i almost never wear my hair like that; i can hear the middle school guidance counsellor advising me that i might fare better if i toned it down on the culture.

the problem is that i can take pretty on and off. that i have seen how different my life is on a day where i try and a day where i don't. i told my therapist i want to believe the difference is confidence, but it's not. and when you have seen it, you can't unsee it. it lives inside your brain. it rots there; taunting. i get rewarded for following the rules. i am punished for breaking them. end of story.

pretty people can get what they want. pretty people can feel confident without others asking where they got their nerve from. pretty people can be weird and different. pretty people get to have emotions; it's different when they get aggressive, it's pretty when they cry with frustration.

of course people care about this. of course it has crawled into you. of course you want to be seen as attractive. it's not vanity: it's self-preservation.

[tw: sploshing, food play/kink, food insertion, anal, ass eating, nasty shit in general idc don’t read if you’re easily disgusted]

Konig is probably the type of guy who would love to experiment with food during sex. You’re his kinky younger girlfriend and probably the one who introduced him to all these fetishes and kinks he never heard of. But he loves you so much so he’ll probably say yes to anything you want. He’s in his early forties, he needs someone to spice up his sex life and you’re the perfect girl for him!

It started out pretty tame. Probably with you swirling some whipped cream on his abs, sometimes with honey, maybe some chocolate and strawberry syrup as well and lick it off of his body. The sticky, sweet concoction dripped down his chiseled torso as your tongue eagerly lapped it up, sending shivers of pleasure through his body and giving him a massive erection.

The next time you did it, you viciously drizzle chocolate syrup and whipped cream all over his thick nine-inch uncut cock, the sugary mixture mixing with his pre-cum and it drips down on his groin area. You hungrily engulf his throbbing shaft, your mouth a dripping mess of cream and chocolate as you eagerly slobber all over it. And when he finally cum, he shoots his warm, thick cum mixed with the concoction down your throat.

This time, it’s time to take it to the next level. Your body trembles with anticipation as you present yourself to him, offering your ass up for his pleasure. He grabs your ass with a force, bending you over a table and inserting half a stick of butter into your pulsating asshole slowly. His eyes are filled with raw lust as he watches your ass cheeks quiver, trying desperately to keep the slick butter from slipping out of your tight hole.

Konig brutally thrusts his massive cock into your tight asshole, the butter still churning inside as he fucked you rapidly. The slickness of the butter makes it easier for him to slide in and out, leaving you feeling used and violated as he claims you with every rough thrust as the butter begins to slowly melt and dripped out, coating his balls and the floor in a slick mess. Your tight hole began to convulse and clamp down as it releases streams of melted butter mixed with his cum. His filthy mouth greedily lapping up every drop, tasting the rich, creamy taste as it squirts out from your asshole. What a depraved little couple both of you are. <3

GAY PEOPLE !!!!!!!!!!!!!

There was NO need to turn this short thing that is barely a fucking page in the manga into a whole scene with Sanji staring at Usopp from a distance with the sunset behind them and going "What is that idiot doing?" but in the softest of voices instead and turning around to smoke while he keeps listening to him. Like. No need to do it. Other than they're in love. Thank you.

got em

Love hearing white, largely cis male "progressives" on Reddit brag about how they won't vote blue in next year's presidential election because "Biden is literally just as bad." I'm sure all the trans people, immigrants, POC, and women whose lives are going to be 100000% worse under another Trump or radical right-wing administration will fall over themselves thanking you for how brave you're being.

Mingjue strikes me as the type of guy to not offer up information about his sexuality/sex life in general but also doesn't consider it something to hide (and just doesn't care enough to.) Partly because he thinks it's stupid that people think it's their business at all and partly because he doesn't see it as shameful. He's got so much other shit going on and he's not gonna live forever, he's definitely not wasting time on worrying what Sect Leader Yao thinks of who he invites into his bed.

But people see him speaking out against Jin Guangshan's degeneration and the general Jin Vibe of opulence and indulgence, they assume that means he classes all """deviant""" sexuality in that category, and his reputation as being so rule and honor code abiding they assume he will agree as passionately with all of society's mores (re: homosexual encounters) and just assume he's strictly straight and discount any rumors that he isn't.

'Sleep with a man? Chifeng-zun? You must be joking.'

Meanwhile Mingjue is like, 'What? Yeah, we did. Can we get back to what we were doing, now? I couldn't give less of a shit and you're wasting my time.'

And still people would be like, 'Man, I don't know where these rumors are coming from!! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯'

Yeah Venom of the Red Lotus showed us how crazy powerful Korra is but The Last Stand had Korra transform the destructive power of a massive bomb blast into something regenerative in the culmination of one of the best character arcs I've ever seen. In my OPINION!!

Usually I just save stuff like this to my drafts until I calm down but you know what, fuck it, I'm done.

Any so-called leftist who refuses to recognize that our options right now are "genocide abroad, progress at home" and "genocide abroad AND genocide at home" and that there is a significant difference between those two options is cordially invited to eat shit and die. We do not have time to entertain your anti-voting hopeless nonsense. A future in which we are able to move towards less death will always be preferable to the one in which we can't, and if you smug, sneering little clowns sacrifice that future on the altar of your own self-righteousness because you're too high on your own farts to realize how far up your own ass you are, I genuinely hope you fucking drown. Specifically, I hope you drown in the blood of the people who will die all over the world as a result of your bizarre refusal to work towards a future that doesn't include ethnic cleansing.

This is the United States. We sell war, here. I don't know how so many of you are only just now figuring that out, but you better get over your shock like yesterday because we are out of fucking time. We ran out of time when Reagan took office if not long before. You think not voting will improve any of this?

Keep calling, keep writing, keep screaming. Governments everywhere are (slowly) beginning to listen. Democrats are (slowly) beginning to listen. But Republicans never will, and if they seize power again next year (which they will absolutely do their damned to attempt), everything will be so, so much worse for everyone, everywhere. The work is slow and painful and imperfect but it will only get done if we show up and do the work, so keep calling, keep writing, keep screaming-- and when the time comes, you show up and vote for the future that lets us build a better tomorrow instead of just choking to death in the steaming shitpile of today.

i will always cite this scene in a farewell to arms as being the best example of how flowery language isn't necessary to tell an impactful narrative. these are all incredibly common words and direct statements— there's no beauty or comfort in it— and that's exactly why this scene hits like a sledgehammer

just reread whump au for the nth time now, and it suddenly occurred to me what in god's name would've happened if dipper just straight up kicked the bucket right after saying, "i love you."

i can't imagine bill's reaction would've been a good one. i'm getting chills just trying to picture it, honestly.

in fact, just the image of dipper dying in general, and seeing the aftermath of that from bill's pov, has my whole body breaking out into goosebumps.

awesome.

also, let's just assume that bill hasn't yet figured out the whole reincarnation thing in this scenario aha

(i just really like angst okay? lmao)

Oh man, Bill? Oh Bill. Bill.

He would be very, very upset.

Also this is a good opportunity for the ol' classic:

A major problem I think people run into when looking at terusai that might make them dislike the ship is that if you don't have an understanding of their development throughout the series, the relationship is going to seem overly shallow. Teruhashi and Saiki are not static characters, nor are they simple. Both of their growth comes from learning that they are just humans at the end of the day. Teruhashi genuinely starts to like Saiki (and all their friends) because she realizes she's not above it all like she originally thought. Saiki is attracted enough to gasp, but only when she shows this true self of hers! If you stick them together when they're still in their early characters, of course it's going to seem forced. Learning to let characters grow, especially in comedy animes, is hard for a lot of people, especially when it's not an 'in-your-face' kind of thing.

cant put my finger on it, but Taylor Swift feels like walking racial microaggression

"Can someone let liberals and leftists know that Hamas, the Islamic Republic of Iran, Yemen’s Houthis, and Hezbollah do not just kill Israelis? They kill free women, homosexuals, singers, rappers, artists, converts, atheists, secular Muslims, ex-Muslims, and blasphemers."

i'm sorry are there people seriously asking for a DISLIKE BUTTON on ao3 like????? have you all lost your fucking minds????