#i will go sleep now...

[thebigsimpexe]

As an apology for not posting for 2 weeks you guys can have domestic misakou

[overcaffeinated-aro]

ok not to be that guy but like. labor rights and working class rights can coexist with 24h services and late amenities. its certainly hard to do so without worker exploitation in this political and social environment, it’s not a conflict likely to resolve overnight. but 24h services are important and especially valuable to those of us that are disabled or are on a different circadian rhythm. in fact more professional, health, and government services should be available or at least possible to work on asynchronously (if applicable) during late or odd hours, while workers also get sufficient pay for their labor and proper consistent scheduling. this would be much easier on the workers with night schedules if the entire professional world didn’t grind to a halt at 5pmEST

[lesbian-disaster-academic]

i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.

as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."

NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING

[clumsypuppy]

made this while watching ep 1 of dunmeshi

[ayyy-pee]

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

[pancakemolybdenum]

@personajojo1 this is for you. baby need smoko

[wordwings]

*kicks down your door* It might seem like a plot hole that no one thought about the possibility of Dracula being invited into the asylum by Renfield (or any other patient) but actually it speaks to the way Renfield’s personhood is being denied mainly by Jack Seward, but also the rest of the crew in part through their reliance on Seward’s expertise. Which also ties into the way they have decided to shut out Mina at the very same time. It literally just did not occur to them that the patients living in the same building as them would have any claim to the residency that allows someone to grant the permission a vampire needs to enter a home. But of course the asylum is the patients’ home just as much as it is Jack’s! They live there! In short this fatal blow dealt to the heroes at this crucial juncture comes about through both their sexism and their ableism. Good night. *puts your door back on its hinges again and leaves*

[forgotmysword]

Doomed from the beginning

Unknown / Marguerite Duras / Blanca Varela / Ramona Ausubel / Anne Carson / Heather Havrilesky / Michael Cunningham / Lisel Mueller / Richard Siken x Dungeon Meshi by Ryoko Kui

[outer-andromeda]

... @justabeewithapen okay I couldn't resist doodling what I told you in the comments of your post because I think it would actually be hilarious. Just a confused Doey having a therapy sesh with the critters lmao

ALSO. DREW COLOR ME BUGGY. BECAUSE. THEY'RE. ADORABLE. Gabby would just pick 'em up like "oh a bee :DDD *gently holds*"

... Then off-topic, but I couldn't help but throw my musical theater love in there because- c'mon. You can't tell me these kids wouldn't love School of Rock. C'moN-

[fagmundo]

I want it [Buck's next relationship] to feel fun, flirty, and lived in throughout its, assuming it's a long-term thing, domestication. I just want it to feel like a good time. – OLIVER STARK

We gotta figure something out with Eddie. But I think the next relationship should be something life-changing that it just throws him off for a loop. – RYAN GUZMAN

EVAN BUCKLEY AND EDDIE DIAZ THROUGH THE SEASONS

9-1-1 on FOX / ABC (2018 – ...)

[regonold]

So during a wayne gala, there was a rouge attack shocker. It was by scarecrow he was planning to flood the ballroom with his gas

Unfortunately his bomb was shoddily put together and one of the cannisters holding the gas fell and landed in the hands of one danny fenton there with his godfather

Now unfortunately all anyone could do was watch as this gas can suddenly spayed gas in this young mans face who started looking panicked and backing up before spotting vlad and stopping

Suddenly this kid who seemed like he was seconds from running is now fucking growing and preparing to pounce on vlad???

And vlad just looks resigned as if he figured this would happen

[dollyfetti]

“kiss me.”

“i’ve never kissed before.”

you roll your eyes with a small giggle. “shoto,” you start warmly, scooting closer to him on your bed. “you don’t need to know how..” you pause, trying to find the right words while the boy blinks back at you with a blank expression like always.

“it’s easy! like.. just..!” you demonstrate with a little pucker of your lips and squeeze of your eyes, bringing a very tiny smile onto shoto’s lips. he has to admit to himself, he’s a little nervous. he wants to be good, but how can he be good at something he’s never done?

“will you kiss me kindly?” he murmurs, white lashes kissing his cheeks as he blinks at you like a curious cat.

your toothy smile widens and you nod immediately. “sho, i will kiss you so kind, midoriya will seem like a jerk.”

he frowns, shaking his head a bit. “he could never be-”

“i know, i know,” you cut him off with a soft grin.

you look down, watching his hand press flat against his knee, like he’s unsure of what to do with it. you hum, taking it into yours. he follows your gaze, frown melting into his little smile once more as your fingers roll over his skin.

when he looks back up, you’re already admiring him. it’s a thing you do, where you silently take in every inch of his face.

your eyes flicker to his lips and you lean just a little closer. you hear his small inhale, and internally coo at your shy boy. “i’m going to kiss you now, okay?” you mumble, still caressing his hand with utmost care.

“yes.” he murmurs back, closing his eyes. “go ahead, sweet girl.”

the nickname brings a pitter patter to your heart, and that’s the push you need to press your lips against his. they’re soft, not that you expected anything less. they’re hesitant and awkward, but filled with love anyhow, and you find yourself giddy at the fact that he’s taking his time.

his lips rub against yours in a nervous manner, but his hand squeezes yours a bit before bringing his other up to cup your cheek. he even opens his eyes for a few seconds to see the happy look on your face before pulling back with an exhale of relief.

“good, right?” you say with a coo, leaning your face against his hand unconsciously.

his face softens more, if that’s even possible, and he nods gently. “yes. very good, i think.”

[gabitzart]

Choose your fighter! - Satanic Pope Edition

[keferon]

Snow bots au anyone? :D

They're back together a year later because it's snowing again❄️

All right! For context: I imagine them hanging out every winter in some kind of resort (a resort that Blurr owns. Because his bar business has expanded that much over time.)

[magentasnail]

wth kris save some swag for the rest of us

[bacchuschucklefuck]

typical tavern scene