Y’all last night was insane. I felt so hot, getting to Dommy mommy it up. I got whipped!! By a professional dom!! At a fetish club!!! Got hit on by a bunch of people, made out with two different guys (wtf???) and had an all around incredibly slutty and wonderful time. 10/10 this was spiritually healing.

I love Tumblr because nothing matters here truly. There are no influencers. Having followers doesn’t mean anything. It’s just a site where people post their sporadic thoughts and rb pretty pictures. Anyone who thinks any of this matters is woefully missing the point

Stories loooove to have someone get hit over the head and dramatically pass out but no one ever wants to the deal with the concussion that comes afterward

okay i know the girlies are talking about Isaac in regards to the aroace rep and realisations (and as they should he’s a phenomenal character and he means the world to me!!) but can we talk about Charlie in episode 6 when he says to Nick “if you didn’t ever want to do it, then I wouldn’t either.”

i’m asexual biromantic and i worry about being rejected for not wanting something that 99% of the population wants, i’m worried that i won’t be able to have a fulfilling relationship with an allo person because i feel like i’d be robbing them of something that i’ve been taught is expected in relationships. But hearing Charlie say, so easily, “if you didn’t ever want to do it… I wouldn’t either.” is so personal to me because he’s literally saying that he can still love Nick and be in a fulfilling relationship with him and never have sex and that it’s okay if Nick never wants to have sex

she’s one of us <3

She has charmed me with her hard to crack tough exterior (thinly veiled need for a sense of genuine community and understanding from the people she loves)

Uncolored under the cut :3

Look at her, what a freak.

I just skimmed through the art part of your blog and holy bajeebus your LMK art is so beautiful and the headcanon ideas you come up with are so good I wanna steal em-

Kinda wanna see like a part 2 of the little angst you did between MK and Macaque a while ago. It's so interesting and I wanna see Macaque's reaction in your art style. (You don't have to of course, it's just a suggestion [idk if i spelled that right])

Thanks for reading and hope you have a good day/night!

Hope this is to your liking ^^

Part one here

I jUST LEARNED

Megatron and Orion Pax meeting for the first time:

And then. When Future Megs talking to Past Orion in mtmte#36

why aren’t there more concepts around the overlord being absolutely terrifying. horror-movie level eldritch being. the embodiment of DARKNESS and EVIL ITSELF should be a terrifying entity not only psychologically but also physically

when i first started this blog i got an anon saying that i shouldn’t tag jensen in my finds because it was unfair to embarrass him.

anyway, i wonder if that anon came from one of the twitter people who repost my finds without credit and get 20k views on “never before seen” pictures.

just finished Nimona… DAMN does it feel good to watch such an openly queer movie man

spillways really is THAT song for me. like the whole “fuck forgiveness let yourself be bitter and you’re allowed to feel that way AND it’s okay to be angry and even though you try to bury that shit deep inside of you and move on IT’S OKAY TO LET IT OUT and be PISSED” vibe of the song hits directly home. that shit really does just resonate so much with my trauma

used to daydream about fairytale reconciliations after pretty much every platonic or romantic fallout i ever had, but sometimes it’s healthier to just accept that someone will never own up bc they don’t think you’re worth the trouble. anyone who truly cares would move mountains just to make sure that they communicate w you if they truly want to rectify the situation. but sometimes it’s their ego getting in the way, sometimes they have a narrative of you in their head they’re determined not to break, and sometimes they just don’t care enough about you to even consider it. they don’t have respect for the friendship or relationship in its posthumous state bc it was nothing to them, or at the very least it doesn’t eclipse their pride or their desire to appear correct in a situation or just outright the need to be done w the situation rather than be a good person. still guilty of this but i’ve been getting better at just nipping the delusion in the bud and just being okay w accepting that someone truly does not care. until they prove they do that is the assumption i go w every time. and it is saving me a lot of heartache

The way in which Barbie’s world fell apart so fast and there was nothing she could do to stop it. The confusion, trying to figure out why everything was suddenly different. The illusion of choice, of trying to pretend that nothing had changed when in fact from that point on nothing would ever be the same. Barbie experiencing heartache when she realized that being real wasn’t everything she thought it was, that the world saw her so much differently than how she saw herself. Finding her way through it with the help of a woman who had done it before and was watching her daughter go through the same thing, knowing that she was losing her girlhood for a second time through her. And even after fixing everything she knew she could never go back to Barbieland, that no matter how much she wanted it she had outgrown it, that despite how scary it was to leave it all behind that there were good parts about it too. That the pain and love of living as a girl who became a woman coexisted inside of her. Barbie being a metaphor for girlhood and how suddenly it ends and one day you have to become a whole new person. But that little girl is always with you and realizing that your mother was a little girl too and so was her mom. And every woman that ever came before you. That we were girls together. GOD IM A MESS OVER THIS MOVIE GRETA YOU GENIUS

working on smth where I put gale in silly outfits based on wizard subclasses/schools of magic, since I already did necromancer.

a favorite quote of mine that’s been on my mind in all of the conversations bad was having with the eggs today, and especially with richas in their heavy talks (& in how in his fighting desperation he inevitably embraces acceptance—“what’s your favorite time of day, tio?”) is this—

one last happy night with late night trio. it’s better to go into it, knowing that this will be the end—that’s an opportunity so few are afforded, so rare. knowing that despite all of the anticipatory grief, the sun will set beautifully that day they get to have one last good late night. the golden light of the stars shine. and they can all hold each other and say, “this was so good. oh my god, this was so good.”