#angry bear

[bear-bear-bear-bear-bear]

[kyloknightren]

someone is going to be like

“carmy you're no fun”

and he's going to take that shit seriously

“i don't have to be fun”

[crimsonkenjii-writes]

Annoying and teasing Sanemi sounds like fun but at what cost? He’d kill me in an instant

Good thing I have bf to hide behind and protect me

[sootygifs]

Sooty & Co - "Dear Diary"

[drulalovescas]

I LOVE HOW SUPERNATURAL WAS LIKE: OH, DEAN AND CAS?? THOSE TWO??? YEAH, THEY FUCKED.

[whatsupspaceman]

we could have mobile games like cool math duck life and papas pizzeria and bloonz tower defense and old masterpieces like original angry birds and jet pack joyride and small online games like webkinz home before dark and polar bear plunge and flash games like holeio and snake and we could have barbie dress up and horse riding and we could have them all without thousands of shitty 2 minute ads and microtransactions and unskippable popups and imbedded app store links and we could have new games new incredible story based adventures, puzzles, well designed mini platformers, we have an entire universe of unexplored medium right here in the palm of your hand! we could have REAL games! real wonderful games not misleading not clickbait we could have everything in the whole wide world and we could have them them on the phone! WE COULD HAVE THEM ON THE PHONE !!!!!!!!!!! DOES IT NOT MAKE YOU SICK???? DOES IT NOT SHATTER YOUR HEART !!!!

[spielzeugkaiser]

[Previous] - [MASTERPOST]

Jaskier is quick to forgive Geralt, but he wants the apology! And Geralts abandonment issues raise their head again...

[tambs-please]

[cry-ptidd]

” Am I not right to weep? O my children, cursed children of a hateful mother - ”

[beartitled]

Waiter, More Peaches please!

Anyway I had my fun, back to grind 🫡

Peach peach comic is in the making ✏️

[zadsterr]

Theriantok is very heavily centered around ableism and fatphobia. Transphobia and racism too but thats a conversation for a different time.

Much of theriantok is based around quadrobics and masks, not that this is a bad thing by itself! But it leaves open little room for people trying to spread information!

The algorithm pushes out people with pretty scenery, good quality, a nice mask, skinny body and very good quads.

This leads younger therians, (who are oft3n actually otherhearted) to only see that side! Only seeing past lives and connections, only seeing skinny bodies doing perfect quads with very palatable feelings.

Animal urges are demonized, doing messy quads is ugly.

Being fat gets you nowhere, your just cringe.

If your delusional in any way they hate you, and say your promoting delusions.

You must be sane, you must be skinny, you must be pretty.

I hate this culture on tiktok, i want to SEE my fellow freaks and creatures, animals who arent fully sane and their therianthropy stems from delusion. Animals who run around in the mud and growl at strangers.

I want animals like me.

[thoughtfulchaos773]

You Don't Think I can do it? Part II

I'm watching this scene again. I think this is the moment where Carmy's unconscious motivations come to light. It's not competition with Sydney here, like I said before.

Now Carmy thinks he has a clear motivation for getting a star, and that's because of Chef David, and he let's Sydney in on that fact 'so they can see what we're capable of'

And when she asks him again, "Why are you doing this?" He stops looking at her and says, "So you can push me, and I can push you."

Note that Carmy feels the urge for a cigarette after saying that.. but decides on a more constructive alternative. He quits smoking, replacing his old habits with a more socially acceptable one.

That's sublimation.

I still can't get over Richie saying "textbook sublimation," btw- (he's definitely read too many books).

Sublimation means, as I mentioned here: - taking unacceptable feelings, desires, and impulses – often sexual or aggressive – and channeling them into positive, socially approved activities like arts or sciences.

Jimmy did say Carmy has a giant stick up his ass.

Now, watching it again, Carmy's ego is wounded that Sydney may think he can't do it- it's again Carmy puffing his chest like the time he moved his chef jacket or when he adjusted his body when she calls him an excellent chef. And showing off changing the Beef in the first episode.

There's something going on here...

Richie, is he aware of the tension between them? Look at him! Watch his expression as his eyes shift. He has a habit of observing their arguments.

Also, notice that once the Faks enter, how long Carmy stares at Sydney.

I mean, do I have to say it?

[vechter]

bruce you are soooo mentally ill

transcript: When I fired Dick Grayson from being Robin, I was convinced I'd taught him everything I could. I knew he'd be fine on his own, and it was time for him to step out from underneath my shadow. But I couldn't tell him any of that. Instead I made up an excuse, we fought, and he left without looking back. So when I met Jason, I saw a second chance to be a father. I thought I could be better this time around. Thought I was willing to make the sacrifices necessary for the sake of this troubled little boy. But no matter how much I wanted to be, I wasn't a real father. This life wasn't for Jason.

the batman files (2011)

[ryllen]

Look what came through the mail today! The letters & ( •̀ω•́ )σ 3 little gremlins from letterstoear.

Just wanna say i adore the flower stickers on the letters too much, they are that much worth mentioning.

[viridescenttemple]

I REALLY LOVE BOARD GAME ISLANDS

[s0fter-sin]

ghost stares at the ceiling, chest heaving in a harsh pant; sweat ice on his clammy flesh and soaked into the sheet he restlessly kicks away.

ears still ringing, his fingertips blindly drift down to trail along his vivisection scar. he half-expects blood to smear in their wake. his own line of solomon, who ordered him split in twain; half of him given to a grieving mother and half left with the grieving to be.

just for both his broken halves to be rejected.

what did it make him that his mother grieved him more than she loved him? that she begged to be relieved of him more adamantly than she begged to receive him? why did his worth spill out with his drawn blood? why was his pain lesser than hers?

his hand flexes, digging into the raised scar like it’ll part beneath his fingertips to plunge into his mangled insides. no one knows the cruelty of reforming the halved; his name, his being, not nearly as important as his body when he was stripped from himself. no one knows the pain of healing and understanding losing pieces of yourself means losing your value along with them.

how many more pieces did he have to lose before he was halved once more? before his very presence incurred grief so strong it was better to be rid of him than cradle his bloodied remains?

did the infant fight himself? did he age always at odds with himself; his halves never truly whole? he hopes he wasn’t, that he was spared the loss of self; the fear that one may be welcomed over the other.

who will he lose when the inevitable comes? when he’s ripped apart again? simon? or ghost? is it better to be cursed with choice just like his mother or live with an aftermath chosen for him? does it matter if in the end, he convinces himself there was nothing of him left to lose?

his head lolls to the side and the wild buck of his chest slows. he watches johnny beside him, his face lax with the rare peace of sleep; his cheek squished against the pillow, his lips pursed as long breaths escape him.

johnny. soap. never torn asunder but two all the same.

he carefully reaches out and ghosts his fingers along the jagged scar on his chin. even in sleep, he presses into his bloodied touch. he’s never fled his half-flesh, never shies away from his gore as it spills unbidden from his cleaved torso. he holds on where his mother let him go; cups his stomach to hold his insides in place and never minds the blood that drips through his fingers.

simon will never let him become his own solomon and cannibalise himself. he will never let him question which half of him has more value; which pieces he can afford to lose before he’s cast aside.

ghost’s soap. simon’s johnny. his.

whole, in any incarnation.