andrew how was ur day
hi kirby!!! it was so good i went to the thrift store & got to cuddle one of my FAVORITE dogs !!! how was YOUR day???
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WHATTT FELIX I LOVE UR NEW BLOG STYLEE. im so sorry i really should talk to u more
HEYY!!! TYSM AND DONT SAY SORRY ITS FINE 🫂🫂🫂🫂💗💗💗
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sorry i didn’t get back to you, i was taking a few days away from my phone and like evaporated haha. but nick smut anon?? like wtf?? i luv you 🥵
-writing anon
ur good!! my nick smut anon has shown uppp so amazing ugh
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love when men cry about body hair bc "it's hygiene" and yet 15% of cis men leave the bathroom without washing their hands at all and an additional 35% only just wet their hands without using soap. that is nearly half of all men. that means statistically you have probably shaken hands with or been in direct contact with one of these people.
love when men say that women "only want money" when it turns out that even in equal-earning homes, women are actually adding caregiver burdens and housework from previous years, whereas men have been expanding leisure time and hobbies. in equal-earning households, men spend an average of 3.5 hours extra in leisure time per week, which is 182 hours per year - a little over a week of paid vacation time that the other partner does not receive. kinda sounds like he wants her money.
love that men have decided women are frail and weak and annoying when we scream in surprise but it turns out it's actually women who are more reliable in an emergency because men need to be convinced to actually take action and respond to the threat. like, actually, for-real: men experience such a strong sense of pride about their pre-supposed abilities that it gets them and their families killed. they are so used to dismissing women that it literally kills them.
love it. told my father this and he said there's lies, damned lies, and statistics. a year ago i tried to get him to evacuate the house during a flash flood. he ignored me and got injured. he has told me, laughing, that he never washes his hands. he has said in the last week that women are just happier when we're cooking or cleaning.
maybe i'm overly nostalgic. but it didn't used to feel so fucking bleak. it used to feel like at least a little shameful to consider women to be sheep. it just feels like the earth is round and we are still having conversations about it being flat - except these conversations are about the most obvious forms of patriarchy. like, we know about this stuff. we've known since well before the 50's.
recently andrew tate tried to justify cheating on his partner as being the "male prerogative." i don't know what the prerogative for the rest of us would be. just sitting at home, watching the slow erosion of our humanity.
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I feel like Wriothesley can’t handle super spicy food. Like, he has a threshold, right, which kinda stops at the barbecue sauce that he uses in his secret sauce bbq ribs. That one’s fine. That he can handle, because it’s barbecue sauce and not just, like, chili sauce or something. But make him eat something that’s actually spicy? Like have him eating a teaspoon of hot sauce or try feeding him a dish from Liyue that has Jueyun Peppers has an ingredient and this man will fold.
Wrio’ll see his life flash before his eyes, he’ll be fighting for his damn life rolling on the floor and coughing his lungs out every few seconds after just a bite. He’ll be punching the air, pacing in circles, sweating buckets, red in the face. He can barely fucking speak. Damn near collapses if you gave him the spicy stuff that sticks on your tongue and doesn’t let go, too.
And the Motherfucker keeps insisting that he’s fine— as if he’s not hunched over, hands braced on his knees, clearly about to fucking collapse. The idiot still has the gall to say ‘no, I can finish it babe. I can do it I can eat it what are you talking about it’s just a little spice it’s not that much trust me babe.’ Even takes another bite, just to prove a point, and you’d laugh at the face he makes if he didn’t have literal tears in his eyes from the spice. Have mercy on him and give him some milk tea or something, please.
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[Blows the dust off this blog] Long time no see...
Back in the Danganronpa pits... have some silly doodles for an...AU? or like, slight canon divergence/missing scene? I got to chapter 5 in my THH replay and was thinking about the part where these four are alone in the gym dismantling Monokuma all night.
I know realistically it's supposed to be because they were paranoid and extra careful about taking it slow so nothing went wrong... but like... their alibi is from 10pm to 7am? In my heart of hearts it actually took the whole night because they kept getting distracted and chit-chatting and got into a bunch of shenanigans once the actual dismantling part was done. Like Byakuya says they went to the bathroom in pairs?? Not to mention you'd totally expect him to make a comment about how insufferable it was being stuck together for like nine hours. And Hina says they played rock paper scissors to decide who brought back breakfast???
You can't tell me they didn't bond at least a little bit. A friend pointed out it'd have the vibes of a 4am discord call and that's exactly it. Emotional confessions about personal fears and insecurities to dumb physiological debates that become inside jokes forever. Etc.
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