#DONT LOOK AT ME OKAY

[poisonedfate]

bbc merlin - 04x01 The Darkest Hour, Part I

totally normal about totally normal things (lie)

[operationjetset]

assortment of (mainly) phoenix and (some) juniper

[gorillaxyz]

nuffink to see here

if i showed this to 6 year old me id have killed myseld out of pure joy

[murducks]

no i did NOT cry while reading daredevil yellow last night there is ZERO evidence of that you can’t prove it !!!

[pettyprocrastination]

Mr ben is a teacher who always has at least two students asking to sit in his room during his lunch period and is the resident "students keep coming out to me" teacher alongside that one female English teacher

[planetariumx]

it should come as no surprise to anyone that my Special Guy™️ from ted lasso is dani

[vigilante-izuku]

the most embarrassing thing when you have a raging voice kink is listening to dnd podcasts and one of the players using a deep voice for the character in a campaign he’s playing and now im just sitting listening like 😳

[rosemarylemonades]

I literally need to be put down I was on the phone with my dad explaining Astarion's storyline to him and was literally twirling my fucking hair talking about my babygirl

[starsketchez]

STAR.

*turns around, fluttering eyelashes innocently*

yes?

[crypticpara]

Damn para, slade got you going insane huh /lhj

BROS ALL OVER UR TUMBLR RN DJSNSBNSNCBDN

WHJQHSISBSJSBSJBSJWBW I WAS CRAZY LAST NIGHT, AZZY BRING THE WORST/POS INFLUENCE IN ME

HE KEEP MICROWAVING IN MY HEAD WHAT CAN I DOOOO

[kaimukiwahine]

roughing out another comic this time for HLVRAI on a very small part of a fic that I’m liking to and it’s an action scene which i have no experience in drawing while adding more to the draw pile.

don’t look at me, okay? 

[gaywhorellective]

Okay but ngl being tortured?? Hiiii

Like yes pleaaase tie me down and gag me, strike me into submission, slowly carve into my flesh and twist that knife until i squirm and cry. Let me see the electricity crackle before striking, let me know my fate. Don’t let up. Press your boot on my ribs until they crack and buckle under you. Okay?? Okay. Thank you 🙏 -Maer

[hunniebunniebear]

Today a friend asked me

“Can you name a fictional crush of yours that is not a murderer”

And it room several minutes of racking my brain to say harvey from stardew valley. The only answer as such i could provide.

“Okay now how about one that’s actually in your age range”

And i sat there and thought and thought and then laughed my arse off bc not one single character came to mind.

I like em mean and old apparently and you know what i stand by that

[the-blaze-empress]

it definitely didnt take me this long to realise tazercraft is not in fact a single cubito but is in fact pac and mike

[verflares]

(click for higher quality!) draconified link concept ive been chipping away at this past week ..... here's my funny little compendium concept for him:

"A heroic spirit has taken the form of this bestial dragon. Unlike it's kin, this creature exhibits an extremely aggressive disposition. It appears highly territorial, and will relentlessly chase down those who disturb its skywide patrols - of which it seems to be endlessly searching for either a long-time vassal or foe. Unfortunately, it seems the spirit within has long since forgotten exactly who it was looking for…"

[inkskinned]

the problem is that being single is seen as the consolidation prize, and not the natural neutral state of being-a-person. at the end of the movie or the book or the poetry, there is a person waiting for you at the altar, and they love you. if the play is a comedy, everyone gets married. the metaphor is about how you are not-whole. the metaphor is about how everyone is going to be happily-ever-after. the metaphor is that romantic love is the most important resource on the planet, not just all-love. all-love is not a thing, that is a disappointment. the treasure is not the friends we made along the way. the treasure is the girl you landed.

the metaphor is that you cannot be alone, that means you are broken. are you getting over someone? that is acceptable, you can be getting over someone, but not for long. you must be single because you would rather not be single. you must be single and looking to not-be-single. you must want to date, eventually.

friendship and community are never seen as being equal-to or even-better than romantic connection. that person is your one! you need to find them. you need to hunt through the sand particles until you can shift out some kind of gem. this is regardless to your own experience of the beach and the sun. you need to be somewhere with someone.

if you are taking this time alone to heal, that is so sad. everyone gives you this little pitying look. the understanding is that you are not actually happier than you were before you were single. it is seen as a sort of pity - oh, you are choosing yourself, making yourself the priority? - that isn't quite right. you must mean that you are making yourself ready for the right person. you are just laying the bed better this time. open up your heart. you'll find them, we promise!

what do you mean you're really-truly genuinely-very happy? you are probably misremembering what it was like to be in a relationship. and besides, once you meet your person, that time will look grey and bland and wasted. your person is the only way for you to see in color. so what if you have taken this time - for the first time in your entire life - to actually-for-real do the fucking work. you can be proud of yourself, sure. but the way we need to know that you got better is that you get a partner. you're healed enough for the next bad part!

people don't choose to be single, they just say they're choosing to be single - they actually mean "nobody wants to date me." it doesn't matter how many people you have gently rejected or how many times you've talked it over carefully in therapy. what matters is that you are single, and by all accounts - that means you are something worth our pity. your successes and life all seem pale in the sunlight. sure, you have done amazing things and finally found your way in life. what matters is that there wasn't a person in the room with you while you did it.

you want to tell them - that's the whole thing. i didn't know how to be alone in the room. i didn't know how to handle the silence. every moment was so sharp, and i kept choosing the wrong way to close the door. i have spent my entire life in the empty well, living in the ricochet of someone else's cruelty. for once i have built myself a ladder. for once everything i taste is all mine, every bite of sunshine and laughter. i have learned how to sleep out in the open with my memories. recently, they have started to purr.

your father rolls his eyes. listen. this isn't about you. i just want a grandchild in my future.