#again I hate my algorithm

[thejudgingtrash]

Did I seriously see some KNY artwork where Tanjiro was in his S04E02 harassment era and literally walked in while Giyū was taking a shit and Nakime‘s fucking wandering eyeball also saw that and kept her equally as traumatized as me or am I making that up??

The Japanese side of the fandom doesn’t fuck around I swear…

[copdog1234]

You know what else annoys me about people who hate Gale? The claim that they think he's pompous! He is quite literally the opposite. THIS MAN OFFERS TO SACRIFICE HIMSELF MULTIPLE TIMES UNTIL THE VERY END OF THE GAME EVEN WHEN HE HAS FOUND A REASON TO KEEP ON LIVING.

HIS OWN SELF-PROCLAIMED BIGGEST FLAW IS THAT HE BELIEVES THAT THE ENTIRE WORLD WOULD BE BETTER OFF IF HE WAS DEAD.

HOW IS THAT POMPOUS??? THE MAN HATES HIMSELF AND IS READY TO DIE AT THE DROP OF A HAT.

[paging-possum]

Like it’s soooo easy to fall into despair and just assume something is fundamentally wrong and idk man sometimes you are just working with different pieces than everyone else and it sucks! But also sometimes you have to grit your teeth and figure out what the root of the problem is and what you yourself can do to improve it and it’s also going to be soooo easy to think of the solutions as big and daunting and impossible which is why you have to break it down AGAIN and figure out the smallest and most tangible ways to work towards it possible. Like who gives a fuck if your goal is just text one person a day that’s still SOMETHING, and if you keep doing it then maybe someday it won’t be as scary!! Maybe it’s writing for five minutes a day or maybe you start by asking people if they want to hang out and study for an afternoon or maybe you try eating an extra piece of fruit every few days i don’t freaking know but sometimes it really is just about doing something small and manageable over nothing at all and letting it build up. Idk. I’m just some guy who tries to talk in a discord server every day

[tinyfantasminha]

👍

[krayt-dragongirl-tail]

The "Trying to get youtube to recommend something watchable" experience

[sideblogtointeract]

that essay genuinely changed the way i viewed stan as a charcter in the most positive way possible im in awe at the amount of media literacy you have

*taps on the blog title* well it does say "sideblog to interact" so I better interact hadn't I?

[r0semultiverse]

I refuse to hop in a Zoox car in my entire life if I can avoid it. I refuse to hop into any self-driving robo taxi (or robotaxi) that uses AI to keep it’s passengers “safe.” If this is actually a service they are legally allowed to provide publicly, there’s about to be a whole bunch of new laws made in hopefully very little time! Now you know me, obviously fuck the law, many laws are unjust, but sometimes we need some regulations to keep up with the shit that rich Silicon Valley tech bros “put out” while claiming it’s allegedly their own work. These rich bastards are dangerous! Now I’ll pass along the questions that my partner & I jokingly pondered. If something happens that the AI & detection systems doesn’t know how to handle, will us as the passengers be held legally responsible say if a child gets punted into the air by the self driving car & we can’t do anything to stop it? What if we’re asleep assuming the car is safe & it runs over a legally endangered animal? What if we’re on our phones & these self-driving robot cars cleave someone in half? What if it crashes into someone’s private property? Are we held responsible in any of these cases or is the big rich guy’s company? If it’s anything like Tesla, you should get your kids or pets out of the road when you see a Zoox car coming, it could allegedly cause some mortalities. Two more things. What’s stopping someone from hijacking, hacking, or planting a virus on these self-driving taxi services? What if one of them gets hijacked to take someone to a human trafficker meetup spot? Will the company be held responsible at all? The gifs below pretty much summarizes my feelings.

[bootsieboots]

2 quote some1 on the ramshackle discord, "I LOVE OETE THE CAT!🔥🔥🔥"

[thehealingsystem]

nate please please please please I am shaking you by the shoulders right now no one needs to do this please you can make a actual thought provoking interesting thumbnail for the song you don't need to appeal to clickbait algorithms anymore you're still letting yourself be bound to it people loved your early original songs for what they were without this. please stop doing this please stop changing thumbnails I am going to cry

[wild-at-mind]

Should i start a separate art sideblog? I kind of want to so anyone who happens to look doesn't have to scroll through my walls of text in between. My main reason not to is the prospect of getting no notes, which is a very real possibility. But somehow even a tiny amount of notes here is nicer than a tiny amount of likes on instagram, which is the reality of most people on there now who don't want or know how to play the fucking engagement game.

[captainchokchok]

I really don't understand the culture surrounding famous people not gonna lie

[deepfriedseagullfeet]

tiktok didnt get banned so i guess ill record tiktoks to post and get super involved with it again and obsess over making consistent little tiktoks praying i find an audience

[autism-corner]

they should make a stable mind.

[epaily]

say what you will about 2017 but atleast when i was in high school tiktok and generative cheating ai werent a thing yet

[schoolgirl739]

OMFG i’m such an annoying MY but the new le sserafim concept photos are def a Hybe response to supernova and brat summer 💀

[songbirdseung]

𝑰𝑵  𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺  𝑨𝑵𝑫  𝑰𝑵  𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑻𝑯  /  𝑳𝑬𝑬  𝑯𝑬𝑬𝑺𝑬𝑼𝑵𝑮

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 

The first day of your period is always the worst. The cramps, the headaches, the mood swings, it’s like your body is actively conspiring against you. And today? Today is no exception.

You’re curled up in bed, swaddled in a blanket like a human burrito, aggressively scrolling through your phone as if the screen personally offended you. Every little thing annoys you: the brightness of your screen, the stupid algorithm feeding you videos you don’t want to see, the fact that even breathing feels like too much effort. Your stomach twists painfully, and you groan, tossing your phone aside dramatically.

The bedroom door creaks open.

"Babe?"

You don’t even look up. "What."

Heeseung pokes his head inside, cautiously scanning the room like he’s entering enemy territory. Which, to be fair, he kind of is. He’s a seasoned soldier in this war, though. He’s survived many battles before. he knows exactly what he’s up against.

"I brought snacks," he announces, stepping in and holding up a bag of your favorite chips in one hand and a bar of chocolate in the other, like some kind of peace offering.

You squint at him. "Do I look like I want snacks?"

He blinks, clearly thrown off. "Yes?"

Wrong answer.

"Heeseung, I’m literally dying, and you think snacks are the solution?" you huff, shifting onto your side and burying your face into your pillow. "I hate everything. I hate life. I hate you."

There’s a pause. "You don’t mean that," he says casually, plopping onto the bed beside you despite your apparent wrath.

You lift your head just enough to glare at him. "Try me."

Heeseung sighs but doesn’t argue. Instead, he gently places the snacks on your nightstand and reaches out to touch your arm. "Wanna punch me?"

You blink. "What?"

"You always say you wanna fight someone when you’re on your period," he says matter-of-factly, adjusting his position to face you better. "So go ahead. Get a free hit in."

You narrow your eyes at him, weighing your options. On one hand, smacking him sounds tempting. On the other, he’s the only source of warmth in this house, and you’re freezing despite being buried under layers of blankets.

You groan in frustration before flopping back onto your back. "No. You’re my personal heater. I need you alive."

Heeseung smirks, clearly pleased with your choice. Without another word, he slides under the blanket and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you against his chest. His body is warm, unfairly so and his familiar scent of fresh laundry and that faint cologne you love instantly soothes your nerves.

"Better?" he murmurs against your hair, his lips brushing your forehead.

You grumble something unintelligible, but the way you instinctively nuzzle into his chest answers his question for him.

Heeseung chuckles softly. "You’re so dramatic."

You lift your head just enough to glare at him again. "Say that again and see what happens."

He lifts his hands in surrender, but there’s a teasing smile on his lips. "Okay, okay. My bad. You’re not dramatic, you’re just… passionately expressive."

"That’s what I thought." You close your eyes, sighing as another wave of cramps hit you. "This sucks."

"I know, baby," he coos, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. "You need anything? A heating pad? More snacks? My soul?"

"Your soul would be nice," you mumble sleepily. "But for now, just shut up and keep being warm."

Heeseung grins, tightening his hold on you. "Anything for you."

There’s a comfortable silence as he rubs gentle circles into your lower back, his warmth and presence easing some of your discomfort. You’re already half-asleep when he whispers, "Love you, even when you’re grumpy."

You hum, the corners of your lips twitching up slightly. "Love you too… but if you breathe too loud, I will smother you in your sleep."

Heeseung just laughs, pressing another kiss to your forehead.

He’s been through this before. He’ll survive.