honestly the only reason I’m going to prom at this point is because I spent a lot of money on that tux and I’m going to be the best dressed guy there

Awww, he’s so strange and off putting❤️❤️❤️

atla modern au where suki & zuko are life guards for the summer and sokka just keeps drowning

listen im ace and im pro kink at pride and whatever, but the way some of yall are wording your posts in response to the backlash against it is uh. really taking me back to the ace shitcourse era.

yall know theres nothing wrong with being a "virgin", right? that its not inherently shameful to have not had sex, to never have sex, even if youre not ace, even if you do want to have sex someday, like, its fine that you haven't had sex?

maybe if your problem is that theyre trying to police your behavior and shame you for expressing your sexuality, you can say that? instead of resorting to "haha stupid virgin gets no bitches" like my god. do you not hear how fucking regressive that attitude is? i know, i know, youre "joking".

get a better joke

Sorry for vague posting about my nefarious crossover intent and then dropping off the face of the earth for over a week, I'm currently addicted to minecraft to a generally unhealthy degree. anyways here's the silly crossover art lol

Anyone who ever used a Crayola can tell you The Sun was Yellow back in The Day. ☀️ RIP the Awesome Spikes too

One of my favorite parts of phase 2 (and indeed one of the few moments I resonated with IDW Prowl) was when the neutrals were coming back to Cybertron and Prowl said that he refused to let Autobots be pushed aside and overruled after they were the ones who fought for freedom for 4 million years (the exact wording escapes me atm).

And I mean, that resentment still holds true even once the colonists come on bc like. As much as it's true that Cybertron's culture is fucked up, and as funny as it can be to paint Cybertronians as a bunch of weirdos who consider trying to kill someone as a common greeting not important enough to hold a grudge over.... The colonists POV kind of pissed me off a lot of times, as did the narrative tone/implications that Cybertronians are forever warlike and doomed to die by their own hands bc it just strikes me as an extremely judgemental and unsympathetic way to deal with a huge group of people with massive war PTSD and political/social tensions that were rampant even before the war?

Like, imagine living in a society rife with bigotry and discrimination where you get locked into certain occupations and social strata based on how you were born. The political tension is so bad there's a string of assassinations of politicians and leaders. The whole planet erupts into an outright war that leads (even unintentionally) to famine and chemical/biological warfare that destroys your planet. Both sides of the war are so entrenched in their pre-war sides and resentment for each other that this war lasts 4 million years and you don't even have a home planet any more. Then your home planet gets restored and a bunch of sheltered fucks come home and go "ewww why are you so violent?? You're a bunch of freaks just go live in the wilderness so that our home can belong to The Pure People Who Weren't Stupid And Evil Enough To Be Trapped In War" and then a bunch of colonists from places that know nothing about your history go "lol you people are so weird?? 🤣🤣 I don't get why y'all are fighting can't you just like, stop??? Oh okay you people are just fucked up and evil and stupid then" ((their planets are based on colonialism where their Primes wiped out the native populations btw whereas the Autobots and OP in particular fought to save organics. But that never gets brought up as a point in their favor)) as if the damage of a lifetime of war and a society that was broken even before the war can just magically go away now that the war is over.

Prowl fucking sucks but he was basically the only person that pointed out the injustice of that.

And then from then on out most of the characters from other colonies like Caminus and wherever else are going "i fucking hate you and your conflicts" w/ people like literal-nobody Slide and various Camiens getting to just sit there lecturing Optimus about how Cybertronians are too violent for their own good and how their conflicts are stupid, with only brief sympathetic moments where the Cybertronians get to be recognized as their own ppl who deserve sympathy before going right back to being lambasted.

Like I literally struggled to enjoy the story at multiple points because there was only so much I could take of the characters I knew and loved being raked over coals constantly while barely getting to defend themselves or be defended by the narrative so like. It was just fucking depressing and a little infuriating to read exRID/OP

I feel like if Dipper were ever reincarnated as a demon, he wouldn't fit in super well with the others. Yes, he's been raised to vie for power and step on everyone in his way using whatever means is necessary - it's the same toxic bizz as when he was a human, appealing to gender norms. He's tougher, scarier, more powerful (than ordinary humans, that is), but when it comes to asserting control - being Evil - he doesn't have it in him. Given enough time, I think he'd grow pretty vocal about leaving living things alone. NOT torturing organisms for the hell of it, or stealing people's souls, or conquering planets. Sure, he's a demon. That's no excuse to be a MONSTER.

It's a VERY unpopular opinion amongst neighboring demons, and rumor spreads fast about the Goody Two-Shoed Activist imp raining on everyone's blood-splattered parade, so much so that it makes it to Bill, who's immediately intrigued. Call it intuition, but only one soul's capable of overriding goddamn demon nature for some preachy bullshit about "Doing Good." Lucky for him, demons occupy the same plane of existence, so all it really takes to verify the guy is a snap of his fingers, and POOF! He's floating right next to him. Sure enough, Dipper's fashioned himself a new and improved demonic form, and it is lovely!

No one likes Dipper's kumbaya "Can't We All Just Get Along" ideology, but Bill's almost instantly smitten with the guy, whoever he is, so he's gotta be at least somewhat powerful. Demons take notice when the all-powerful Bill Cipher starts lending his time (and magic?) to some low-leveler like Dipper. Is he being blackmailed? Are they working together? No. Not possible. Bill doesn't "work" with anyone, save for whatever human catches his eye every few decades. Doesn't look to be doing him any benefit, either. The opposite, even. Lending power to a saint like Dipper only makes it harder to cause chaos, after all. Why would he actively go against his OWN best interest to cater some imp's? It's almost like he's. He's.

A henchmen.

(Bill's also 30% more affectionate the first month they reunite, because he still can't believe that his adorable little human husband came back as the same SPECIES as him! He'd never complain over having a sweet human to squeeze, but one with teeth and claws and cute pointy ears doesn't hurt).

Not to be that guy but im starting to harshly agree that like. Minors shouldn't be allowed to make posts on social media. Like im not saying ban them from the internet or anything like that but I think 13 is way too young an age limit to directly interact with tumblr accounts. Im saying this As Someone who had a tumblr at 13. Should not be permitted. Kids shouldn't have tumblr. Kids shouldn't have instagram or Twitter or tiktok. Kids shouldn't have these. Like again im not saying they should be disallowed from browsing the websites or sending anonymous asks to creators they like but minors shouldn't be allowed to post or share their lives, their names, their ages etc on social media. You are Kids. Cut it out

Bro the TMNT fandom can be so freaking tiring sometimes. Like- I love this franchise but some of y’all are just ruining it. And by “some of y’all” I mean the people who are shipping the turtles with each other.

One minute you think someone is nice? And then they ship T*est. Talented and has an amazing artysle? Draws T*est. They’re following you and you want to see what they’re blog is about?

FREAKING. T*EST.

They’re brothers. I’m so tired of the “Don’t like? Don’t read 🥺” bs. OFC NO ONE WILL READ IT- You’re shipping siblings. Get some help, man.

not to like wax poetic about the literary nuances of Black Fucking Butler but i feel i need to point out how insanely campy it is. oh okay cool the butler is throwing butter knives at people with guns and winning. we're battling undertaker's zombie army by starting a boy band (we actually got the idea from the ZOMBIES' boy band). theres a curry making competition and its so important it needs an entire volume and a continuing motif dedicated to it. the Grim Reaper Death Gods are all cornballs with gardening sheers. the contradiction. the unintended irony.

i think the manga is like. toeing the line of camp. like its silly yet takes itself so seriously but its not too silly. my immersion is not broken by the silliness. but the anime is uncharted levels of camp. what the Hell was going on with pluto. you're gonna look me in the eye and tell me the phantomhives own a fifty foot dog thing and no one has noticed. simply one hell of a deer. ice skating. theres opium in funtom candy. the queen of england is maybe a little girl. speaking of which, the city of london just burned down. yeah the whole thing. the fifty foot dog was there too.

it's so ridiculously out of left field and the fact that none of the characters seem to notice or care feels like being gaslit. camp so visceral it's causing psychic damage. i am constantly begging the narrative to break character just once and acknowledge its silliness but doing so would negate the lack of awareness that makes it camp. its dated and timeless. an absolute milestone in camp history.

I have never had many thoughts about this beyond the fact that I do think RoyJamie will get married. I usually get caught up thinking about their domestic life post marriage.

So many wonderful fics on Ao3 of RJ weddings and I love them all. Always did assume they will marry in London and maybe honeymoon in the Maldives or go to Amsterdam. But it just struck me: what if they get married in Amsterdam? They’re both fuck you rich and would have no qualms about dragging their friends and family to Amsterdam to get married. It’ll be in the off season anyways.

I don’t know Amsterdam enough to know where they’ll marry but I think they’ll make sure the venue is close enough that they can go visit “their” windmill. Staring up at their windmill in the dead of the night, wearing their wedding suit. The party is raging on elsewhere but they’re newlyweds and if they want to sneak out of their reception to go see a windmill—in the city where their relationship changed forever, even if they didn’t know it at the time—they absolutely fucking will.

“We went to see a windmill!”, Jamie will say the next day when Sam asks him where he and Roy went off to. All the boys assume he means they went to get laid just like they did when Jamie said it all those years ago in the bus.

Cold is so good, because it’s so confidently stupid everyone confuses them for someone who knows what they’re doing at any given time

ok actually I have one more thing to say but as someone who actively participates in fandom, fandom is rotting some people's brains I swear. "please don't hate me for this it's just my take" is for shit like "I actually think blorbo would be a top" not for when you're completely showing your ass talking about fictional portrayals of addiction in a way that says a lot more about how you view real people who are actually struggling with addiction in real life than it does about your whether or not you like a character

Billy loves the way Steve’s hair can flop in front of his eyes sometimes, a couple strands caught in his eyelashes, bouncing a little with every blink until Billy pushes his hair back with a soft smile.

It’s tender. Loving. Sweet, like Steve’s mouth when their lips meet for a kiss, deep and slow.

Licking into that soft and sweet mouth that cusses him out whenever he doesn’t fold the laundry straight out of the dryer or empty his ashtray when it’s full.

Steve isn’t sweet, he’s tart, like a raspberry. And Billy loves it. Loves his bitchy little pretty boy, who’s always rolling his eyes and huffing, smirking at Billy’s bad funny jokes, like he’s doing him a favour for even gracing him with a barely-there smile.

Pulling away from the kiss, Billy takes a moment to admire the way his boyfriend looks. Flushed, eyes closed, raspberry lips parted. When those chocolate eyes open again, Billy leans in to lick across Steve’s lips, grossly. Just to hear Steve go ‘ew’ and push him away half-heartedly with a scrunched nose, letting Billy pull him close again for another kiss.

Because Steve can act prissy all he wants, but he’s just as bad as Billy.

“Love you so much, peanut butter,” Billy murmurs into Steve’s neck, smiling against his skin.

“Mm, love you, too, baby,” Steve hums, content and happy and safe as he wraps his arms around Billy’s shoulders.

Keeps him close and warm and loved.

Hi it's Rachele/Elia, I'm waiting for tumblr to give me back my blog @criptochecca in the meantime I'll use this as a backup

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