#evil men...

[gooboogy]

Staring into the orb: what gives me joy. What gives Me joy. what gives me JOY

[dirtytransmasc]

the men and boys are innocent too.

we cry "the innocent women and children" to appeal to the masses, to try and force their sympathy, but the men and boys are innocent too.

I have seen sons crying out for their mothers, their fathers, their siblings. I have seen them break down at the loss of their families. I have seen them cling to their dead and grieve.

I have seen fathers cradle their dead children, seen them kiss their faces and hold their little hands. I have seen them faint with grief when asked to identify the dead. I have seen them carry their sons and daughters. I have seen them fasting to provide what little they can for their families.

I have seen men and boys digging through the rubble with just their bare hands, I have seen them comforting strangers, playing with children, rocking them, hushing them, even if the face of such imminent danger. I have seen them cry, seen them grieve, seen them break down into each other's arms, seen them be selfless, beyond selfless, becoming something I don't have a word for.

I have seen the men who are doctors refuse to leave their patients, even when they have no medicine or supplies to give them, even when they're threatened with bombings. I have seen fathers who have lost all their children pick orphans up into their arms and proclaim them their child so they are not alone. I have seen men and boys digging pets out of the rubble.

the men are innocent too. the men and boys are being hurt and killed too. the men and boys are grieving too. the men and boys are scared too. the men and boys are fighting to save their people too. the men and boys deserve to be fought for too.

[t-4-twissy]

The Master regenerating into Missy and wearing skirts and doing makeup and using her "feminine wiles" (her words not mine lol) to do evil with her silly little Mary Poppins aesthetic vs the Doctor regenerating into 13 and just. Continuing to wear pants and eat dirt. I love them both so much

[plushtive]

when the hyperfixations hyperfixate

[chloesimaginationthings]

I want you to know that because of your art, I now ship Harley Sawyer x Springtrap

Suffer the consequences of your actions

I’m shocked how many of y’all were into these two

[neigepomme]

big fan of the trope where caleb cries because he's frustrated. i like to imagine it's some time after his body neutralizes the toring chip, and he's still getting used to fully feeling his emotions — but you do something reckless during your hunter job that lands you in the hospital.

caleb's notified of it. he sees you lying in that dreadful hospital bed, your eyes closed, and looking so much more vulnerable. afraid to hold your hand, to touch you, out of fear of breaking you — and he feels so powerless. no amount of control and strength he holds as the fleet's colonel can change the fact that you're on a hospital bed, with only the faint beep of your heart monitor serving as a reminder that you're still alive.

when you wake up and see him at your bedside, you squeeze his hand and flash him a weak smile.

"just a scratch, you know," comes out as a whisper, your voice still hoarse.

and caleb knows you.

he knows that you're just trying to comfort him, to let him know you're okay. he's fully aware of your personality, how you try to put on a brave face most of the time with him, and how you try not to ask for help anymore. 

somehow, that little comment, meant as reassurance, just makes the frustration bubble in his chest. a star about to explode, to turn into a purple sunset supernova.

he wants to yell at you for being careless with yourself. he wants to hold onto your shoulders and shake you. he wants to question you — "do you even know what could've happened? you could've died," he would say.

however, seeing you so frail in front of him makes him incapable of doing that. and you end up staring at something you didn't think was possible.

caleb's shoulders sag.

a sigh of relief, quickly followed by hiccuped breathing.

a wet drop on your hand.

a sob.

caleb, the man who always put on a brave face in front of you, the man who you never saw crying, was sobbing in front of your very eyes. years of boxed feelings, compartmentalized emotions, facades put on bravely, all came shattering down at once. 

then in between sobs, you hear caleb speak, his eyes still glossy, his freckled cheeks dusted pink and streaked with tears.

“i thought i'd lose you today.”

and in the quiet of the hospital room, you see in front of you the same boy who'd been experimented on, who suffered more than most — and yet he cries, not for himself but for you.

it'll all be okay eventually. for now, though? you simply hold his hand and brush your thumb over it softly, all while whispering apologies and promises of never scaring him like this again.

[livfordoodles]

Some magnet family

[atomeequark]

4/4

[startheskelaton]

The DJD are dangerous mobster hit men, however when the big boss had a baby girl, their jobs got much harder. Killing without getting caught is one thing, keeping an eye on a five year old is far more complicated it seems

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[forgivenessissupposedtobeearned]

i think i finally figured out what's been irking me so much:

"all girls are bad at math" <- not okay to say, because it is a gross generalization*

"all women are bad at driving" <- not okay to say, because it is a gross generalization*

"all men are trash/evil/abusers" <- somehow okay to say even though it's a gross generalization??? even often applauded???

EDIT: The below comment is what this post is trying to say. I know about the abuse statistics, I know about our society, I know. I'm not saying anything about how none of that is real. I am trying to say how unhelpful and often hurtful the above words can be to anyone.

If you can't comprehend my point from my original wording, please just read this 👇👇👇

[cry-ptidd]

Hear me out on the vamps

[pendulouspuppyudders]

i think we'd do a lot better in collectively understanding privilege if we stopped thinking about it as some evil aura people have and start thinking about it as a resource that those of a privileged class or those who are accepted by that privileged class can gain access to by performing acts that reinforce the strength of that privilege i.e. bigotry

[thisdudedoesntexist]

Danny Fenton is three things.

1: A broke college student in Gotham

2: Part-time magic teacher

3: RIDICULOUSLY BAD AT MAGIC

Maybe his ghost biology effects his ability to cast, maybe he's just bad. It doesn't matter, because nobody can call him out on his BS. Every rich lowlife with too much cash and not enough know-how falls for when he summons (his ghost dad) THE ANCIENT OF TIME CLOCKWORK!

Everyone else is either sent to an actual magic user like the local hedge witch or is already a magic user. Needless to say Constantine is impressed, if more than a little concerned how he knows an ancient. Also how did the kid even do that?

[maiooo-0]

Hi hello I am yes very normal about them I definitely don't think about them all-day and feel crazy

[thes-hitoverlord]

art by STUPIDDEAD SKULLHEAD

[cadillacjohnf1]

every time an F1 driver reminds me just how disgustingly wealthy they are by driving a sportscar or partying on a yacht, i immediately feel the urge to cleanse my palate by reading a fic where they get fucked by a colleague