#being bitchy

[hannibal-is-my-comfort-show]

We, as a community, don't talk enough about how Hannibal in wotl got shot and then proceeded to fall in the most whorish tinder-esque way possible, had eye sex with Will and then sassed Dolarhyde as he was preparing to kill him.

[lunatiqez]

do people not read my rules! is that not a thing anymore!!!!!

[mycptsdstory]

People who cause drama in your life... Have you noticed they love to cause drama but hate conflict.

Just a thought really.

[machine-saint]

anyway the thing about posts like this is that even setting aside the object level questions there's the implication that like all white people who criticize state censorship are fine with these things, not to mention acting like there is a single President Of White People, and when the president of a white-plurality does something this reflects the will of all white people everywhere (but none of the non-white people of course)

[treetreader]

why do ppl always surrender right before the winning blow in duel links?

like cmon just accept the loss gracefully and let it be what it is, don't chicken out and surrender last second

ugh it's annoying

[nowhere302]

people who brag about how little they eat are so cringe

[beaft]

do genuinely find it fascinating how indeed.com is like the biggest job-hunting website out there and yet manages to be profoundly useless in every possible way

[onceinalifetimexperiencebuttwice]

Its not that this generation is obsessed with tech , so much that all they do is just play video games and never go outside. its that alot of us CANT go outside! As a teen my parents Would never let me walk a couple miles away from the house by myself!! . The roads near my house don't have sidewalks and what if i got hurt?? Or kidnapped?? And if you cant drive you have to get someone to drive you, which is a pain. Then where are gonna go? Most of my friends would say "somewhere that doesn't cost money*

the library. Or a park. Those are your options if you dont want to/cant spend money to have fun. How many times do you want to go the same park and just... walk? You can't exactly play on a kids play ground for hours on end(especially if you're older) .and if sports isn't your thing then you definitely dont want to do that in summer when its too hot to think straight. dont even get me started on being in public as a young girl, definitely made my parents less inclined to let me out of the house on my own.

In my parents days, they could walk for miles and get chased by cows and run through random woods. And get sandwiches for 5 dollars and go home in the dark. No phone, no nothing.

don't get me wrong. In the summer there is a lot you can do. If you have time. And friends to do it with who have time. And you have a way to get there. But summer is short. And some people are so exhausted after school ends they might not want leave the house at all (one reason why they don't go out DURING the school year)

Some people have summer jobs, or summer school.

And again, some people dont have friends. or maybe their friends are ONLINE, LOTS OF PEOPLE SOCIALIZE ONLINE BECAUSE ITS EASIER AND LESS EXPENSIVE (or more accessible)

Some people might have depression and may WANT to go out , but cant get themselves out of bed.

or maybe they are just perfectly happy playing video games and its non of your business!

my point here is that there MANY MANY MANY reasons why someone might not "go outside " very often

so no, this generation dose not have an addiction to video games. This generation likes paying 20 dollars for something they can enjoy for thousands of hours right in their own home. Instead of, paying 20 dollars (or more) for food you eat once, or lazer tag for an hour, or gas to fill up a car do drive far away (if they live farther away from anything fun)

This generation doesn't go outside the same way as older generations BECAU this generation wasn't given the ability to go outside the same way older generations did.

[werepuppy-steve]

"robin."

"you're drooling."

"robin."

"steve."

steve covers his face with his hands to muffle his groan. "robin," he whimpers, dragging his hands down. "robin, he's so hot."

robin rolls her eyes and fake gags, throwing a balled up receipt at him. "your taste in men is questionable."

"no, robs, you don't understand." he's on the precipice of whining. he throws a hand outward, dramatic. "look at him."

robin rolls her eyes and looks to where she already knows he's pointing. across the store, leaning over the new release table in front of the window, is eddie.

eddie, who has decided to battle the indiana summer heat with the shortest sleeveless crop top she's ever seen and a pair of cut off jeans with his hair in a ponytail.

steve makes another wounded noise when eddie turns around and makes a face, his lips pursed and his cheeks puffed out, absentmindedly scratching his (admittedly) soft belly as he scans the store.

she wrinkles her nose.

"if he isn't going to rent anything, i'm kicking him out for loitering." she's only teasing.

mostly.

quick as a flash, steve is pushing himself into her personal bubble, not that she minds, and poking her cheek with his finger. "don't you dare," he says, like he's scolding a misbehaving puppy. "i'll never speak to you again if you do."

"somehow i think i can live with that." he wouldn't even last a full hour.

steve backs away from her like he's been burned. he takes a breath, smooths out his shirt and vest, collecting himself. "alright. if you want to play that game. kick eddie out and leave me devoid of my favorite part of the day, and see if i pull for you anymore."

robin gasps in mock outrage. "you wouldn't–!"

"ahem."

they both jump and turn. eddie is standing at the counter, three tapes in front of him. his hands are in his back pockets as he rocks back and forth on his heels, a devilish smirk on his face that he directs more toward steve.

"you know i could hear every word, right?"

[sadevergreen]

someone told me ‘cringe is dead have your fun’ on my last homestuck post (which was somehow my first homestuck post on this site) and it a little bit changed my perspective so ty :,)

have some morning beta kids!!

[lutheban]

redraw of a doodle i made in class

[merriclo]

the roommate i’ve had consistent issues with is moving out atm and she isn’t aware that im here in my room, and she keeps making really snide and petty comments completely unaware that i can hear them. and she also keeps on fucking deadnaming me

[girlgrian]

grian being a girl for 3 minutes and 35 seconds. thank you to @mcyt for finding all the clips for me!!

[martyrbat]

i need everyone to understand bruces actions are always going to stem from his neverending guilt complex and unwavering love for people AND his dedication to be the most annoying cunt in any room

[lazycranberrydoodles]

hua cheng: oh god im gonna be meeting dianxia again soon i gotta act cool

hua cheng: [immediately infodumps]

[imfinereallyy]

“Steve, it’s an emergency. I need to kiss you. Actually, I need you to kiss me. But I can’t just do it without asking because what if you don’t want me to, and I practically attack you? So yes or no? I swear it’s for a good cause.” Eddie comes running up to Steve in the bar, panting so hard Steve can see the chest movements.

They have taken Robin to a bar out in Indy to get her laid finally. Or at least a tongue in her mouth. The girl is pent up. And it’s Steve’s job as best friend to make that happen (Robin has told him to stop saying that, ‘it is gross’). Eddie is the only other queer person they know and, luckily, has made quite a few trips to Indy to know which bars were the good ones. He tells Steve that, like Robin, he is desperate to get laid, so this is the perfect opportunity.

Steve does his best to try and ignore the burning jealousy he feels at that. Eddie doesn’t know about his feelings (hell about his sexuality), and Steve is pretty sure Eddie doesn’t see him that way.

“Huh?” Asks confused, his brain struggling to process.

“Okay, I see you’re stuck on how to answer, but Steve—“ Eddie grips Steve’s shoulder, and Steve tries not to swoon. “—my ex, the extra shitty one, is here, and if he sees me alone I’ll either a) go home with him tonight and—“

Steve cuts Eddie off with a searing kiss. The thought of Eddie going home with someone else was enough for Steve’s brain to catch up to speed. Steve presses Eddie against the bar. The loud bass of the music suddenly becomes a light thrum in the background. All that he feels is the delightful pressure of their lips together. Eddie’s hands slide up into Steve’s hair as he gets pressed harder into the bar. Steve’s hands' grip Eddie’s waist and give them a tight squeeze. The idea of bruises being left behind, a mark of what they are doing here, makes Steve deepen the kiss. His tongue used to massage Eddie’s, tasting the menthol and rum on his breath. Eddie moans loud and heavy, vibrating Steve’s entire body.

“Eddie?” A voice interrupts them. Steve feels his anger spark back slightly but wills it down because the interruption is probably needed. They are very close to getting kicked out for public indecency.

“Oh hey, Ryan.” Eddie looks the blonde man up and down. He’s cute, Steve notes, but he lacked personality in his appearance. He isn’t what Steve expects from an ex of Eddie’s. He isn’t naive enough to think Eddie dates exclusively metal heads, but he expects someone to match Eddie’s energy. This guy—Ryan apparently—looks like every other guy you’d find on a Sunday in Supermart. Boring and lacking imagination.

“Who’s this?” Ryan looks at Steve pissed.

“Steve?” Eddie wraps an arm around his waist, bringing Steve close up against him. “This is my boyfriend.”

“This dude’s your boyfriend?” Ryan snorts. “C'mon baby, I know you can do better.”

Steve feels his anger finally pop. “He is not your baby. Yea, he can do better than both of us combine, but I’m lucky enough to get him. Now, you interrupted our time together, and we both know you saw what we’re up to, so don’t act like it wasn’t on purpose.”

Ryan startles backwards, “I—“

“Sorry, maybe I wasn’t clear. I meant leave the fuck right now.” Steve grits out, some of his Upside Down protection mode popping out. Ryan scatters quickly.

“Jesus, Steve, that was amazing. I’m sorry I had to make you uncomfortable with that.” Eddie’s eyes find his and cuts Steve off before he can protest and explain no, he really did like that “—and you never even let me explain reason b, by the way! Reason b is b) he would probably humiliate me in the middle of the club.”

Steve nods at Eddie but has one track mind at this point. He grabs Eddie by the face this time before crashing their lips together once again. This time Steve moans into Eddie’s mouth as they both get lost in the kiss.

Steve pulls back ever so slightly and talks directly into Eddie’s mouth, “Sorry. I think he’s still staring. Needed to do more.”

Eddie, with swollen lips and a kissed-out face, looks around the bar to find nothing. “I don’t see him anywhere.”

Steve smirks and pulls Eddie by his belt loops so they are flushed together. Steve leans into Eddie’s ear and nibbles at his lobe. “Hmmm, you’re right. I think he’s actually in the bathroom. Maybe we should kiss in front of him there.” Steve whispers hotly.

Eddie’s brain, which has short-circuited much like Steve only minutes ago, finally catches up. Eddie groans, his face collapsing into Steve’s neck. He licks a stripe up Steve’s neck all the way to his mouth. “Fuck. Yea, baby, I think I saw him too. Think kissing, though, won’t be enough. We might need to up our game.”

Steve nips at Eddie’s lips, “I was hoping you would say that. Guess I just know how much you love your games, Eds.”

They meet each other for one last searing kiss before rushing to the bathrooms to share a very tight, very heated stall.