I feel like the nfl is pretty much all “slightly ugly overconfident skrunklies”

and GOOD FOR THEM!!! good for them !!

We, as a SPORTS SOCIETY need MORE of THIS !!!!!! Not only because it's FUNNY (me when i declared myself the best in the draft then get drafted 4th overall with someone in MY position getting one (1) spot higher than me precisely) but because it's STRAIGHT and TO THE POINT! Not needlessly rude or demeaning like 'im better than so n so cus he's 'soft' and shows emotion, unlike ME, emotionally stunted man 545', just??? Better? AND THATS ALL YOU NEED TO SAY! no need to let suckas simmer when shits already steamy !!!

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 4: Deranged Bedfellows

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.5)

"Please enjoy the freedom I deny to myself don't have"

the thing is whenever I see discourse on who can “really” use disabled accommodations coming from people with invisible disabilities I’m like. Ok. You guys need to realize being physically disabled does not automatically equal “I get access to all the cool disabled stuff now”, if you don’t actually need it, don’t fucking use it. It doesn’t matter if you’re physically disabled or not, if you don’t need the big bathroom or the special seats or whatever, then don’t use it bruh.

TWO xigbars in ONE week ?? preposterous

Don’t be fooled by her tattoos and Fall Out Boy concert t, local grandpa is listening to her Bruce Springsteen Faves playlist and watching Columbo at the gym

Hi Alastor! I have a question

If Zestial was to aid you a fight (hypothetically you both get ambushed when near each other) do you think he'd use weapons or have more magic based combat?

An odd hypothetical, seeing as we don't often happen across each other. But, in this scenario, both of us would be quite well off with our natural abilities alone. Besides that, I doubt he makes a habit of keeping lethal weapons on his person on a casual stroll about town. So, he would use magic based combat, as you put it, as would I.

Signing off

~Alastor :)

hi hello

The sea, cast against nothing but grey and featureless skies for miles and a furry of white blanketing everything else, is a dark and deep black like rough-cut glass, cresting up into peaks of cutting froth and diving back down into blessed darkness in each valley they leave behind. In a world as monochrome as this, even with the froth and the movement all around, the little spec of pink that floats up is hard to miss. It's framed by nothing but the ink around itself, the only feature against the stark nothingness above, and even though it's the gold of her crown that peeks slyly above the water first, it's the rose of her nose that stands out the most.

Really, that's all she has to lift up and out of the water, even if she hates revealing that much to the open air. The wind bites at her nostrils as she exhales, sending up a thin plume of smoke and seawater into an icy mist. The inhale hurts, and she can feel the difference as she refills her air bladders, her lungs, both in equal measure. This purpose is uncommon, but it can be nice, even when she has other methods of breathing too.

Her nose pinches shut as she slips beneath the water again. Technically, it's cold too, down here, but Miranda only knows this by technicality, not by sense. It's never felt cold to her. That kind of awareness is only born out of difference, out of vast and moody swings in a medium that she's grown more familiar with in time, but does not exist here. Her body exchanges the temperature for her, manages it for her, shares it with the water that becomes her lifeblood, so she's only recently become aware that her body could feel something like the terrible winds from above down to its core. If she had to guess, or to describe it to those whom such things come more innately, she might describe it as always feeling just the right amount of warm. To understand that she was a different temperature than the world around her, yes, but to never get too warm, hot blood carried out to her extremities to cool, and to never get too cold, keeping cool blood in her core until it warmed beside her organs and her beating heart.

She hadn't known before, a need to maintain such things, and she doesn't feel it now. Even as terribly cold as it is above, even as much as the smallest lift of her nosecrest back above hurts her, it is not so cold down here. It is the same temperature it always is, the same way it has always been, and it holds her body and buoys her up as though she is nothing more than another part of the currents that flow through the water around her.

It does bring comfort, shielding her the very moment she slips back under, and as she vanishes back beneath the endless black, the red of her body gone as quickly as she appeared, the biting cold of the wind vanishes too. Nothing else remains above the water line as a reminder, the eternal whiteness of ice forgetting as soon as this moment too passes into memory.

I talk a lot about how different fanon!Helia is from canon!Helia but not enough but how bad it is for all the characters.

Like you have Riven going from this insecure teenage boy who lashes out at anyone who challenges him to this suave bad boy who could kill the winx. People seeing Stella as a stuck up brat, thinking that she loves Bloom more than the other winx, or that she would ever choose to be selfish in ways that hurt the other characters. Or Flora going from this fairly confident young girl who loves to meet new people and hangout with others to an introverted shy mess who never speaks up and would never say something sarcastic. Not to sound like a bitch but I really do think it's time the fandom stops pretending we're better than other fandoms and don't have Fanon Versions because we do and it's messing with y'alls perception of canon so fucking bad

the possibility that jack manifold may react to everymanhybrid once he’s done with marble hornets . breathes heavily /pos

omg... the person replacing me at my job when i leave in two weeks just emailed us to say she can no longer do it (for very valid personal reasons)... no end in sight, i fear

yeah i’m gonna cave and go for his MR as well. what can i say, i’m a sucker for when the light & dark/contrast theme shows up in vyn cards

And I don’t want your pity - I just want somebody near me.

okay I need to extend scene 4 by a page and I actually have been… mostly? Starting from the first panel down but this time I need to go full reverse and start from the last panel

It’s so wild having money that I’m allowed to spend? On things that aren’t bills? And there’s more of it coming in every month?