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they are so in love and disgusting and also sarcastic bitches. follow for more / prev comic / next comic
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thedreadvampy · 1 year
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Losing my shit about this article in which a transphobic Tory was so busy panicking about existing in the vicinity of a Trans that she almost certainly misheard "jeans" as "penis" and decided that not only was this a problem with the other woman, but also that the world must be informed of this pressing danger.
"a trans woman! I had to stand directly behind her....I thought, 'this is going well', I'm handling The Situation fine'..."
translated: I saw a tall woman with broad shoulders. How would I get out of this alive? I thought. she has a PENIS. PENIS PENIS PENIS. through some force of PENIS I mean will I managed to PENIS behave normally towards her. My hands were PENIS PENIS PENIS shaking as I tried to dry them. summoning up all my PENIS courage I said 'dryer's crap innit'. she turned to me and said " yeah I'm just goiPENIS PENIS PENIS"
It's been a week and I'm still shaking. This proves trans women are the problem and I'm not weird. I'm fine. It's fine. If you think about it I'm the hero hePENIS!!!!!
very this
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#red said#it's just. I'm obsessed.#everyone on Twitter is saying 'never happened' and i think they're wrong#this absolutely did happen and she's been obsessing over how vindicated it made her feel enough to WRITE AN ARTICLE ABOUT IT#because she MISHEARD SOMEONE IN A CASUAL CONVERSATION#i lay out my reasoning thusly: if you were INVENTING a scary trans woman in bathroom story out of nothing. why would it be this?#why would you go with 'we had a banal conversation until she said a sentence that makes no sense and that no human has ever uttered#but which does coincidentally sounds almost exactly like a mishearing of a very NORMAL thing to say in the circumstances#then she left and nothing else occurred'#if you were going to INVENT a story you would probably make it MAKE SENSE or SOUND THREATENING#i truly believe this is a very authentically told account of what she thinks happened#because who would. by means other than mishearing. think 'I'm going to wipe my hands on my penis' makes any sense at all.#a) 'I'm going to dry my hands on my genitals' says the presumably fully clothed woman#b) who then proceeds to leave without doing anything threatening#c) WHO SAYS PENIS THREATENINGLY? sorry it's writing out 'penis' repeatedly that made this jump out to me but like. who says that?#you might hear someone talk casually about their dick or cock but i stg it's only doctors and TERFs who casually use the word penis much#it's so. clinically descriptive. it's a weird use of language. but it IS. something you could plausibly mishear from 'pants' or 'trousers'
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eyecosahedron · 3 months
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Adam Parrish canonically gets dry and cracked skin on his hands, probably enough for it to bleed. He would have heard a hundred times about how it looks like he's been in a fight, a joke that never gets funnier every time he hears it. Adam "Do you think it makes me look tougher?" Parrish. Adam, who goes to punch the wall and just presses his hand against it. Who is terrified of becoming his father.
And, despite all that, still has cracked and bleeding knuckles, without needing to hit a thing. As though, no matter how hard he tried to avoid it, the capacity to hurt was written into his skin- inherited.
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mercymaker · 15 days
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me, coming to this website every single day: don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look at the like/reblog ratio don't look-
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psykoe100 · 11 months
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Turning weird pics i find on pinterest into mob psycho pt 2
Just another day in s&s
pt1
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catliker49 · 2 months
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We're almost Home!
Aahh I am so relieved! This was more of a Messy sketch and such, but I am Happy to have been able to draw something I can be proud of! I am a bit frustrated with the grass, but I'm super Glad I managed to finish this!!
I am very Excited for the March 1st update!! So much more inspiration.. colours.. just.. AAH!! Yay yay!!!! :o)
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ryllen · 5 months
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I wanted to reblog that one text post that said imagine waking up to sebek and his hair is down and he is looking so handsome just like his newest appearance on book 7
and i just bumped to this video and was like "Ffshds what if he SURPrisINGLY wa kes up EXA CT LY like thi s fsjdsd? ? "
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bowenoke · 8 months
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edit: btw it is not safe to wear contacts in the shower! the option is included for accuracy, but please consider throwing on an old pair of glasses or just going blind into that wet box instead.
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yugiohz · 1 year
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idk i think they're equally annoying roommates
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scribbledghost · 3 months
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Do Me A Favor
A drabble based on this ask for Neighbor!Simon, as promised. Mentions of injury, but other than that, just fluff. This is after y'all are an established couple. Hope you enjoy!
It’s mid-afternoon when Simon’s phone pings and your contact appears on his screen. 
Hey, uh… can you do me a favor?
He puts down the book he’d been reading - a new historical fiction novel he’d grabbed the week prior - and looks out his window towards your house. 
Odd. Your car isn’t in your drive, and from what he can see, there are no packages on your doorstep. But, just like always, he is helpless to resist your call to him.
whats up
The three dots appear for a bit in response, then disappear, then reappear. 
Can you come pick me up?
Already, Simon is out of his chair and looping a face mask around his ears as he sends you a quick reply.
where are you
His first instinct is that you’ve had car trouble, so he double-checks the bed of his pickup to make sure his small toolkit is still there before he climbs into the cab.
Another ping from his phone.
So… funny story about that.
His heart rate ticks up. 
what
The three dots in the corner of the screen seem to mock him as he waits.
First off, I’m fine. I swear. But here’s the thing.
A photo flashes across his screen, and his heart drops. 
Your leg is in a brace, one extending from almost ankle-height up to your thigh.
I’m at the hospital.
He doesn’t even think to reply before he’s peeling out of the driveway and down the street. He breaks several traffic laws on the way to you, though he couldn’t care less at the moment. His brain won’t even let him register anything other than what happened to you.
You said you were fine. But nearly your entire leg is in a brace. So clearly, something happened. Clearly you’ve been hurt somehow. 
He’s too distracted to notice his phone continuing to receive notifications.
He makes it to the hospital in record time, barging into the emergency department and marching up to the main desk. Simon quickly tells them your name, then takes a breath before telling the staff you requested he come by to pick you up. 
You’re not dead. You’re coherent enough to text. And right now, that’s what he’s clinging to as the medical personnel lead him back to you.
You’re wearing a sheepish look as he walks up. 
“Hey, I’ve uh… I’ve been texting you.”
“Been drivin’.”
“Yeah, I figured as much,” you say. “So how many laws did you break to get here that fast?”
He shrugs.
“‘Least three. Give or take.”
He then nods towards your leg.
“What happened?”
“I slipped and fell down a set of stairs at work,” you say with a sigh. “No permanent damage, just messed up my knee so I have to wear this for a while.”
Now that he can see you in the flesh, can see that you’re not critically injured or dying, Simon allows himself to relax. He helps you into a wheelchair, gets you to his truck, and all but hefts you up into the passenger seat himself. 
The drive back to your place is quiet. Simon’s got one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand rests on the center console holding yours. Every so often, he brings your hand to his lips and presses a kiss to your knuckles.
“Scared the hell outta me, love,” he murmurs while stopped at a red light.
“I know,” you say softly. “I’m sorry. Didn’t know how else to tell you what was going on.”
When he pulls back onto your street, he notices you look over at him as he pulls into his own driveway instead of yours.
“Figured y’can make it up to me by hangin’ around here for a bit,” he says as an answer to your unasked question. “Let me make you some dinner. Take care of ya for the evenin’, yeah?”
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tothechaos · 6 months
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this is it. one of the best hands ive ever painted.
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ecothroat · 1 year
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also reblog this i’m trying to see something
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conceptofjoy · 2 months
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tamashiarts · 5 months
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I hc Oda's hair gets rlly rlly fluffy when blow-dried and Ango adores it
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toyfriskman · 2 months
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dishonored AU where everything is the same, but the Outsiders Mark is a glitter tattoo
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lochlot-moved · 2 months
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Shipping out jesse doll tmrw I'll miss u little guy
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