#I know this is random as shit though

[a-strangers-thoughtss]

When I’m rewatching Stranger Things with my aunt and my young cousin and then this conversation happens

“yeah so Jon and Will are brothers.”

“oh cool, but I thought him (Will) and the other, younger kid (Mike) were brothers.”

“oh no, they’re def not. It’s just Jon, Will, and Joyce.”

“But like that’s her sister, so they’re cousins then right?”

“Nope. This is literally just small town shit. The four of them are all just rlly good friends.”

“Alright then.”

[minmit]

Love makes you do crazy things, like drawing fanart of a show you dont even watch

[cluescorner]

I gave myself a writing challenge and I am fascinated by it

So basically I put the robins in a randomizer to give them a new order/role (because I just...kinda wanted to see what would happen + I like role-reversal AUs) and got results that are giving me a fucking brain blast.

Stephanie, the first sidekick who defines the role

Tim, the sidekick who dies and comes back wrong

Dick, the sidekick who saves Batman from himself

Damian, the sidekick who was never supposed to be a sidekick but would go on to prove everyone wrong

Jason, the youngest sidekick who is still the Kid Wonder

...So this is fucking wild. I've got some ideas and several of these fit perfectly (Dick's role is pretty similar to his one in canon), but some of these are fucking INCREDIBLE to explore (Steph being the first Robin is something I never even considered but tbh I kinda love it).

I probably won't write a fic or anything because tbh I don't like publishing my writing that much, but I might expand this into a full AU and post about it. I might randomize other stuff too (ie, stuff that I cannot change vs stuff that I cannot keep the same) but this fucking rules as a starting point.

[badnewswhatsleft]

13 america's suitehearts mv - commentary (full band)

[steakout-05]

i might get some hate for this depending on where this post goes but i think lesboys are so valid and the discourse about them is so ridiculous. like you guys shouldn't have to deal with all that and it frustrates me that people throw hissy fits over an identity that literally does not affect them at all.

"but men cant be lesbians-" wrong. butch lesbians and trans men have a really closely connected history with each other that practically intersects and you should really do some research on that before you make blanket statements, not to mention that gender and sexuality is weird and wobbly and fluid and a very personal experience. it means a different thing to each person. being a man can be something completely different and saying stuff like this ignores people like demiboys, demigirls, genderfluid and genderflux people etc. these people will really preach "demolish the gender binary!! love is love!!" until someone's relationship with gender and sexuality is a little too freaky for them to handle and be challenged by lmaoo

"ohhh but what about the cishet men who say they're lesbians to prey on women-" YEAH WHAT ABOUT THEM????? THIS AIN'T ABOUT THEM BRO!!!!! this argument also REEKS of terfy "trans women are just predatory men!!!111!!1" rhetoric and it grosses me out. yeah some men are gross and do try to pull this but that does not negate someone's entire identity completely just because of a few bad actors, you know that right? actual black and white behaviour.

queer discourse is silly and i don't know why it's a thing. just let people exist. it isn't that hard. we have worse things to worry about than whether someone calls themselves a lesboy or not. i think we need to unplug our ears and yank our heads out of the sand and remember that the queer community is what it is because of our unique and amazing diversity. arguing over labels like school children isn't gonna help that. damn.

[variousqueerthings]

the fucking whiplash btw when twelve announces they're 2000 years old. ten lived for about six years. eleven lived for more than 1000 years?

[nouveaumoon]

I'm a tree that grows hearts One for each that you take You're the intruder's hand I'm the branch that you break

[ganondoodle]

just after i crawled my way out of that 'art-low' and i got myself excited to work on the rough draft for chapter2- i suddendly just crash and burn again bc i cant get the thought out of my head that im not a good writer either actually and my ideas are comically boring

do i really have to fight my own brain over and over again for the rest of my life (ㆆ_ㆆ)

[gxlden-angels]

I know this isn't strictly christian, but it's so funny imagining that Jesus H. Christ is just so personally offended if I say "fart" that we had to make new christian-friendly phrases to talk about ripping ass

[girls-and-honey]

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[craycraybluejay]

"You can have thought crimes but only the ones I don't personally find gross. Thought crime is real tho."

?????

We live in an era where people with public facing careers can get smeared into homelessness by an armchair diagnosis of an "unacceptable" attraction based on a drawing they retweeted and you really want to die on this hill?

"People deserve to die bc they have feelings and thoughts I don't like." Do you hear yourself.

Let's go ahead and persecute half or more of all mentally ill and queer people, too, for thinking about suicide (which is a crime in many places), murder of people abusing them or just in general bc mental illness, people with p-ocd, people with attachment disorders who want to stalk their crush (but don't do that.) In fact let's just be cruel to everyone who's ever had a "morally unacceptable" thought. Oh wait. That's most of the people on Earth. Huh.

[wellhalesbells]

Is it still Wednesday? No, you say? Well, time is an illusion so you're probably wrong about that. Thanks for the tag, @piratefalls! I had this idea because of a tumblr post I stumbled across again in my likes... I dunno an hour or two ago? And now here we are, lol.

Derek hadn’t expected he would hear from Stiles again, possibly ever, but certainly not until he was back within the borders of Beacon Hills when he pulled out the rock. Derek blinked it.  The rock’s eyes rolled back at him.  Ignoring the hand with the rock in it for the moment, he diverted his attention back to the box.  It was a perfectly ordinary and small, square box.  Derek’s address and Stiles’ return one at his dorm room the only things scrawled on the outside. And it appeared to contain nothing but bubble wrap and a rock. A rock with googly eyes on it. It wasn’t quite smooth, peaked but rounded almost precisely in the center of its top, and squat.  Perfectly gray, perfectly bland, with a flat bottom to it.  The eyes were placed with care more towards the hilly top and right under where the sides started their downslopes.  Meaning they almost looked like brows depending on the angle Derek held the rock at. He glanced at his phone but flatly refused to ask.  That had to be what Stiles wanted with this and Derek was hardly going to give him that. He thought about crushing the box and throwing the rock away.  Instead he carefully pulled the tape apart, breaking the box down for his recycling.  Which is when he found the little piece of notebook paper that had slid under the flap. In that same scrawl were the words: It needs a home and a name. - Derek, despite all his better judgment, didn’t throw the rock away but he did leave it on top of his microwave and forget about it (after letting it bother him for far too long). That should be the end of that particular saga - he’d managed to dismiss it as a prank that went over his head, probably some social media, not-quite-his-generation fad that he would never get no matter how hard he tried - except.  Except that not-quite a month later he got another similarly-sized box. And if Stiles had sent him another rock, he was throwing them both away after crushing them into powder.  He opened the top, parted the bubble wrap with a sigh, only to find very much not a rock. It was a miniature armchair. The detail was exquisite and the upholstery on it felt real, that scratchy but nostalgic quality that reminded him of going to his grandparents’ house.  The wood of the legs and arms was finely honed and the arms even had upholstered tops.  The color was a deep maroon and embroidered in the back of it in gold were a few stalks of wheat contained in an oval shape. The strangest thing about it, aside from everything, was how wide the seat was.  The proportions really didn’t seem to— “Oh you have got to be fucking…” Derek trailed off, practically stomping over to the other side of the kitchen.  He snatched up the rock and plonked it down in the chair, eyes rattling about but facing forward. It was a perfect fit.

Tagging..... I dunno, other people who spit in the face of 'Wednesday' and all its cohorts? I don't really know who fits that description but, if that's you, you've been summoned.

[lyxchen]

Okay so I hate this cumlords storyline already... Spider and all those other guys really need to either get a punch in the face or a good fucking talk about how they're behaving like assholes. I can't deal with this "ohh we men are so opressed nowadays :((((" bullshit. You are not opressed and you're behaving like huge fucking babies so shut the fuck up!!!!

[theeblackmedusa]

crawling back into my hole where i don't write anything

[daylightaftertherain]

one thing I know will absolutely happen at one point is the fandom going stir-crazy while waiting for s3 and having to see anons being fucking idiots on my dash every other week bc we just went through the same thing with s2

[gameofthronedd]

i, for one, really hope that (f)Aegon is real in the sense that i really hope he actually is rhaegar & elia's son... mostly just out of spite at this point.