#god is this going to get me cancelled

[luck-of-the-drawings]

"And soda; runs off into the street..." "...and soda... is totally okay!"

[blaithnne]

The adhd urge to post every chapter immediately after writing it vs the autism urge to wait until the entire fanfic is finished and has pictures to go along with it before even mentioning it exists

[panikkar]

thinking about how the three of the biggest relationships in bucks life are pretty significantly tied to helicopters/helicopter crashes,,, (partially inspired by this post by @maygrcnt)

taylor kelly: met her when her news helicopter crash. not the first person he seriously dated but definitely is the most serious romantic relationship he had yknow. can’t forget the whole couch metaphor arc.

eddie: i mean it’s pretty self explanatory but eddie’s helicopter crash when he was in the army caused him to be discharged and forced to be reliant on his family again, which is what made him move to la, where, of course, he met buck. they’re literally thee most important person in each others lives. they’re besties. coparents (when the only help eddie’s had as a coparent is shannon, who left (no hate to her it’s complicated shit and she did die but still she did), and his parents, who were controlling and not what either of them needed and also just generally really shitty to eddie at the time (ESPECIALLY re his parenting). and then buck comes along and like within a year he’s like i trust you with my life and my son and my sons life! after everything!! and puts buck as chris’ legal guardian in his will—) n e ways yeah that but also eddie’s ptsd related to the whole helicopter crash incident was super significant later in their relationship too bc eddie was at his lowest point (a place he’d been before but back then, his wife left him and his parents actively made everything worse instead of helping) and buck just like. steps in WITH eddie and gives him what he needs and like takes care of eddie and chris in they way they both need instead of forcing them into what he thinks they need like eddie’s parents did. yeah. and eddie actually did some healing then unlike the last time. so eddie is easily the most important and serious and intimate (like platonically but also Not) relationship buck has ever had, more so than any of bucks gfs.

and then tommy comes around!!! a fuckin helicopter pilot. he and buck first meet not necessarily in a helicopter crash but in a helicopter. in an emergency situation. and they draw SO MANY parallels between tommy and eddie and taylor (he and eddie have a lot in common like with the whole army and martial arts stuff and they get really close really fast and then BUCK HIMSELF drawing the taylor parallels. literally biting at my enclosure.) and wow! look at that! they kiss (and soon start a relationship) and tommy is literally not only the first man buck has ever kissed, but also the catalyst for buck realizing he’s bi. (or, at least, that those feelings bucks had for men in the past (cough cough eddie) are like mushy romantic/sexual/Very Not Platonic things.) literally even if they just kissed that once and had no relationship past that it’s still a massively impactful (non)relationship for buck!!!

and somehow. somehow the most important relationships in bucks life are all connected to helicopter crashes/emergencies. and they’re only characters who have such big connections to said helicopter crashes/emergencies. and they all have relationships that are incredibly important and impactful to buck. this is literally canon.

[multifandom-lesbian09]

The day Sadie Sink, Walker Scobell, Brady Noon, Ethan Cutkosky, Emma Kenney, Noel Fisher, Dana Heath, Havan Flores, Luca Luhan, Terrence Little Gardenhigh, or Sophia Lillis get cancelled is the day I just end it all and bury myself alive in my backyard

[obsob]

fanart for a cat i saw in the cattery 

[radiomagdalene]

In honour of the untimely death of our beloved @andhyssops, I aim to posthumously absolve the proposed charges with a fanfiction. This is evidence - nay, this is the UNWAVERING TRUTH - that ‘This is Not a Love Letter’ is, in fact, not a love letter. No sinful feelings were involved in the making of this fanfiction.

I must first warn you that the following contains REFERENCES to EMOTIONS that one may have when happy, sad, alive, dead, excited, bored, or in LOVE. It also contains a BED, which is an object that has been used at least once in history for INAPPROPRIATE ACTIVITIES.

If you have ever encountered any such sinful things (to elaborate: good feelings; bad feelings; neutral feelings; beds; coats; ties; nightstands; onomatopoeia relating to explosions; beds), I ask that you NEVER look at me as I think you are STRANGE. You have DEPRAVED IDEAS and I don’t appreciate them very much.

*

“You weren’t sweet-talking me,” Quackity says, pulling his tie loose, tugging it over his head, tossing it haphazardly across the room. He moves with a subtle sort of grace, Wilbur notices, that he must have taught himself. Wilbur can’t imagine when he would’ve made time for such a thing - dead on his feet in Manburg? Working in whatever frail nation Tubbo ran? In the strange months in between, the ones Wilbur still doesn’t understand?

Maybe it was here, in his frozen desert wasteland. Maybe Quackity decided, this is what will get me through, and forced his fighting hands elegant and still.

“No.” Wilbur sits on Quackity’s bed, feels it dip beneath him - he’s so tired, so worn, and still the air is electric. He pictures sparks coming off Quackity, white-hot and ionising; even in his imagination, he can’t see himself leaning away. “Not in the slightest.”

“Mm. You’re not… doing this for fun. Trying to get an advantage.” Quackity leans in close, presses his hand to Wilbur’s. “You’re not playing games with me, are you, Wilbur?”

“I can’t,” Wilbur murmurs. “I don’t think can anymore.”

“Huh.” Quackity’s hand travels up his arm like summer - like dusk, like roads still sun-warmed in the dead of night. “I don’t believe you.”

Wilbur’s breath hitches. “You - you don’t - what?”

He talks all slow and clear, like Wilbur’s a child. “I said,” and his hand comes to rest at Wilbur’s neck, thumb over his pulse point, “I don’t believe you.” Defence rises bright and prickly in Wilbur’s chest, as if his lungs are preparing for the shouting-match to come, but Quackity continues, “There’s no evidence.”

“I’m here, aren’t I?” It’s… so stupid. Too desperate. Whiny, almost. He looks away, reels himself in enough to keep his voice steady as he says, “I’ve been with you all night. I meant it, you know, everything I -”

“Sure.” Quackity pats his arm twice, then stands up so abruptly that Wilbur startles.

“Where are you going?”

“Just have to get something.” Quackity walks around the bed to the nightstand, depositing a piece of paper - Wilbur’s letter - in exchange for a little box. “Cards,” he explains.

Wilbur smiles hesitantly as Quackity returns to sit next to him. “You’re really playing up the powerful casino owner bit, here.”

“Oh, Wilbur.” Quackity grins, sharp as a knife’s edge, and empties the box of cards on the blanket. They scatter beneath him, each with a strangely cartoonish drawing of a person. “I’m not playing.”

“Old Maid?” Wilbur whispers, bewildered.

“Old Maid,” Quackity echoes, collecting the cards and dealing them one by one.

No sex ever occurs, ever.

[yellowloid]

one year ago today i was in paris @ accor arena and am were about to come on stage marking the very first time i saw them live 💔 i genuinely get so emotional every time i think back to that night and to my lil paris trip. i miss them so much

[mooifyourecows]

I wish I had something to post

[girlwiththegreenhat]

nobody talk to me i've been emotional all week over king's dad having kept an eye on him his whole life from The In-Between. much like spinel, i will never be able to watch the series the same way again

[funsizedcrow]

"Animation is only for kids" im going to fist fight you

[arcsin27]

I kinda hate the “cis people will never ever respect us so trying to convince them is pointless” thing

I’m hoping they don’t genuinely mean every cis person alive so I’m gonna ignore that part

People… change their minds. That’s a thing that happens. Like the people that famous racism killer Daryl Davis has converted for example.

And especially when reasoning, facts, science, etc is used. If I told someone Jupiter could have aliens they’d think I’m crazy. If I explain how tidal forces likely give Jupiter’s moon Europa a saltwater ocean they might believe me.

Plus… if debating, explaining, sharing research, etc didn’t work, why would we be worried about it at all? Why would we even give a shit about people like Ben Shapiro if changing peoples minds with debates and facts was impossible?

Am I meant to believe convincing people to be allies is impossible but convincing people to be bigots is?

[moregraceful]

picture the trope where A rushes up to B at a crowded bar or club and says please please do a me a favor and kiss me/act like my date to make my ex jealous/make this asshole stop hitting on me/some other urgent reason. who on the Giants, Sharks, and/or Cuda is most likely to be A? who as B is most likely to say sure I got ya? who is most likely to say fuck no? you can answer within each team or across teams, however you like.

omg well first of all I would be remiss in admitting that I sort of wrote this fic with Kris Bryant and Brandon Crawford, when I was deep in my Kris Bryant Is A Giant thirst and very foolishly believed Farhan Zaidi did not want me dead in the delta somewhere, BUT it lacked urgency. also it's not very good. but it exists, as a time capsule...

Giants: I truly believe Patrick Bailey is so goofy in private that he doesn't know shit about fuck but he IS good in a crisis, so he cheerfully kisses the hell out of Brett Wisely when Brett begs him to play along to get this asshole off his back. (ig we're going rookies tonight.) conversely Joc Pederson would say fuck no bc I don't trust him and also the Rogers twins would be too confused to play along appropriately but their corpse-like pallor and dead-eyed stares would get the job done just the same. I love them. Anyway I chose Brett Wisely for A bc sometimes he reminds me of a nervous purse dog

Sharks: this was so hard bc I don't actually know who is on the Sharks...I think Oskar Lindblom is still a Shark?? and I think he would be in a club and some guys would get too weird about him AND! controversial opinion, I think he would turn to Mario Ferraro for help bc no one's fucking with a guy with no teeth even if that guy reviews bagels on Youtube. Mario doesn't kiss him but he very possessively puts an arm around Oskar and smiles with zero teeth. Also Vlasic would say no to kissing, but he does start talking so loudly about water filtration and body decomposition that the guys who were getting too wild with Oskar get freaked out and leave them alone. Oskar is A because he is very pretty and often looks startled

Cuda: Daniil Gushchin needs to make his ex jealous...thanks for being my guy, tall Russian guy with a sweet smile <3 Nikolai Knyzhov is not his guy, he does not want this, his sexuality crisis is private and personal, but when a feral little man is climbing him like a tree, what is he going to do honestly. This guy seems like he might bite hard enough to draw blood if Nikolai drops him?? Guess he's gotta kiss him. This is a crossover bc I just looked at the Cuda roster and Kny isn't listed however it's important to me that Goosh and Kny kiss. Also I think Shakir Mukhamadullin would be so startled he would say no but then he would feel really bad and buy Goosh a drink so the ex gets jealous in the end anyway. I also got in at the ground floor of the Artem Guryev hype machine last year at the rookie tournament and I'm determined to get everybody on fuckin board this year now that he's with the team for real, so I'm saying he doesn't say yes to kissing but he does IMMEDIATELY start swinging, which is not what Goosh wanted, but is, in some ways, even better.

Thank you for asking...this made me so happy to think about...

[reikunrei]

im so exhausted but it's that kind of exhausted where i don't wanna get up to get ready for bed bc im so exhausted but that just means i get more exhausted sitting up at my desk when i could instead be conked out cozy in my bed. help

[bitegore]

howling at the sky like a fucking dog i am so fucking angry right fucking now

[widevibratobitch]

moments like this when im really glad im a sad little cynic who always considers the worst possible outcome and never lets herself truly get comfortable and trust the good things in her life to stay there and builds her life around trying to soften the blows of the eventual disappointments just waiting around the corner lol never leaving my edgy teenager era peace and love

[mushroomofficial]