when you hear the premise of saiki k is "a loner boy with amazing psychic powers is constantly hounded by people desperately wanting to be his friends" its easy to assume that its because they think his powers are awesome, but... they dont even know about his powers. they just all love his autism swag so much that theyll start crying and screaming and throwing up if hes not around
me when my boss who i have a crush on gets incredibly protective of me and compliments me and it kind of turns me on but we're working and im also a vulcan so i just have to keep it all inside until i explode. me when
"We're here whether you like it or not, and we're not leaving."
Oooough, I reread Something's Wrong with Danny Fenton by @dp-belongs-in-a-hoodie and it's so so so good. Hit me in the feels as much as the first time.
(no one knows, spooky danny, ghost obsessions my beloved)
(also, if you've read SWWDF, please read June, the little oneshot/missing scene. it is very good and tender. I drew fanart for it here a few years ago. The June art is particularly special to me because it was the first fairly complex background i'd drawn that i felt really proud of.)
Phil: Did they say sinkhole? I missed their message entirely, Jesus Christ. I'm blind, I can't see.
Phil: [Reading their message] "To the sinkhole, old man." Fantastic. You didn't have to- you didn't have to say old man, but you did, so you know, it's fine, it's fine, I don't know, I mean, I just–
scar talking about how his favorite thing to do on cod was to be "toxically nice" and it is very funny. that's. the most scar way to respond to people being toxic at him on a shooter. help,
I have resigned as poetry editor of The New York Times Magazine. The Israeli state’s U.S-backed war against the people of Gaza is not a war for anyone. There is no safety in it or from it, not for Israel, not for the United States or Europe, and especially not for the many Jewish people slandered by those who claim falsely to fight in their names. Its only profit is the deadly profit of oil interests and weapon manufacturers. The world, the future, our hearts—everything grows smaller and harder from this war. It is not only a war of missiles and land invasions. It is an ongoing war against the people of Palestine, people who have resisted through decades of occupation, forced dislocation, deprivation, surveillance, siege, imprisonment, and torture. Because our status quo is self-expression, sometimes the most effective mode of protest for artists is to refuse. I can’t write about poetry amidst the “reasonable” tones of those who aim to acclimatize us to this unreasonable suffering. No more ghoulish euphemisms. No more verbally sanitized hellscapes. No more warmongering lies. If this resignation leaves a hole in the news the size of poetry, then that is the true shape of the present.
— Anne Boyer, in her resignation letter to The New York Times Magazine