#its ok we get it

[braverytattoos]

SCREAMING at the commentators of the game showing harry for 0.87 seconds then saying "he looks so different at a football match, almost didn't recognize him"

[butchlifeguard]

we need to destroy the idea that girls should wear makeup. normalize bare faces on prom queens and flower girls and cheerleaders. no products at all instead of '7 product simple makeup routine.' no more 10 step skincare and regular facials and dermablading and gua sha just to be comfortable with yr natural face. i want to see eye bags on the funny librarian and acne on the swim coach and wrinkles on all our adult role models. i want to see a 16 year old girl that has never tried putting on eyeshadow. i want to see a 7 year old girl who doesn't have to go out and buy powder for her dance recital. i want to see trans women and girls everywhere to never have to wear makeup, regardless of how well they 'pass.' no more 'contouring to look masc' either. a post-beauty industry world is possible

reblogs are on but if you bring up the stage makeup point that i have addressed three times yr blocked on sight ☹️

[cthulhum]

does anyone realize how crazy it is to have the actor of a mostly headcanoned queer ship say the fans were never crazy and they were right all along after 10+ years of everyone just absolutely going nuts over the said queerbaited ship

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[daftmooncretin]

last three seasons spn are crazy. its just dean being borderline suicidal while sam tries to fix it by basically dangling his keys at him and going : “dean look! cowboys!” “dean look! strip club!” “dean look! haunted action figure.”

Meanwhile castiel is like i see that dean is suicidal, this is clearly my fault so i will remedy this by dying.

[ciderjacks]

despite Laios low self esteem making him think that if he’d been eaten, Chilchuck and Marcille wouldn’t have helped Falin,

theres a small part of me that thinks the reason Chilchuck stayed with the party and went back in the dungeon in the first place was because he didn’t want to leave Laios alone. That Laios was moreso the reason he stayed.

[verflares]

(pre-calam) filling the compendium :-)

+ closeup and the aftermath

[heartorbit]

stay warm! 🌟🍬🤖🎈

[cloudyydraws]

more mario and luigi doodles but i took their mouths away

+ extra unfinished stuff under the cut

[bathylychnops]

jenniferrrrr the strugglerrr

(like right before he faked his deathhh ouu superhero spiralling into insanity & darkness from years of stress and anguish..) its kindof funny like he was like damn ok my superhero friends think im dead now & im registered now as a brand new supervillain. Mission Accomplished. umm what now.. (SURPRISE! YOU'RE TRANSGENDER! BITCH!)

[guardian-angle22]

This or That: Tarlos Edition -> Babe or Baby

[heynhay]

scene from where the apple falls by @jupiters-junipers :-) wholeheartedly recommend any and all of her work

[turtleplushi]

I haven't seen anybody post the full Riddle Chain yet (including Silas Birchtree) so here you go :)

I didn't find any of these codes myself by the way! I'm not sure who to credit for the rest of them, but I did get the Silas Birchtree code from @dismissivedestroyer (sorry for tagging you ^_^" if you don't want to be tagged let me know and i can edit the post). You can also get the answer using the code "STOD EHT TCENNOC"

(SPOILERS BELOW)

RIDDLE (would you like to play a game) > YES (what's Mcgucket's favorite soda?) > MOUNTAIN DONT (what's a medieval homonym?) > LYRE LIAR (the 20th ingredient of Anti-Cipherzing Tonic?) > HAROLDS RAMBLINGS (how is clown repellant made?) > UNION MADE (Bill's govt file number?) > 29121239168518 (who comes from Zimtrez 5?) > GREBLEY HEMBERDRECK (what's on Bill's flag?) > 3466554 (what leaves a thin line in the snow?) > TINSEL SNAKE (the 6th option on Bill's editing software?) > TORTURE MENTALLY (name an unpronouncable wizard) > XGQRTHX (where do Tri Angels come from?) > 333SUNDAPPLELANECOZYCREEKIL6071494611 (Bill Cipher's Lawyer?) > CAESARATBASHVIGNERE [or] MULTI LEVEL MARK (who defeated Silas Birchtree--?) > EMMALINE BUTTERNUBBINS (you've earned a treat! enter 'DISPENSE MY TREAT' to download) > DISPENSE MY TREAT

The 'treat' you get is under the cut

"BILL FILES DO NOT OPEN"

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[hinamie]

congrats on your recovery n all yuuji but unfortunately for you I thought the scars were cool >:/

[lacunazai]

summary ۫ ꣑ৎ . . you and dazai cuddle to fall asleep.

𓂃⊹ ִֶָ featuring . . dazai x gender neutral reader

the night was gentle, the rain dance gently tapping its rhythm against the window - the sound accompanied by a deep rumble in the back of your throat as you nuzzled your nose into your lovers chest. a promise of a safe time and an interwined pair of hearts.

"..You wanna know something?" Dazai mumbled, his hand weaving through your hair, pausing to gently scratch your scalp. You let out a low hum, opening an eye to glance up at him. met with lovesick chocolate gaze in return.

"..We aren't doing this tonight , 'samu." came your muffled response, resting your hands on his tummy as you adjusted to get comfortable. A whine sounded through the bedroom, the brunettes expression turning to a mock hurt.

"Why not? Can't I tell my sweetheart how much I love them?"

"We do this every night .. m'too tired .."

"What if one of us doesn't wake up?"

silence, for just a moment. then a small sigh. You lifted yourself to cuddle closer, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "I promise we'll both be here in the morning. You have work, I won't let you stay up ranting again.."

Dazai chuckled, nuzzling his face into the top of your head. a gentle hand wrapping around your waist to tug you closer, enjoying the weight on top of him. It felt like a blanket - a weight that loved him back.

"..Alright, beautiful. get some sleep.."

he watched as your eyes closed, staying firmly pressed against each others bodies. Dazai could recognise the moment your breathing was deeper, you always fell asleep first, after all. he figured it must be exhausting.

a gentle sigh, a glance to the jacket with the velveteen box in the pocket - the puffs of warm air under his chin. maybe living wasn't so bad if this was the fate he was given.

dazai closed his eyes, and drifted to sleep. he couldn't wait to wake up next to you again.

[thetrashywritingwitch]

you met Kirishima maybe six or so months ago? he'd dropped his wallet while on patrol and you returned it to his agency, he thanked you with conversation and that was that. he's too friendly to not want to be friends with him. plus, hearing about his hero life is interesting. the stuff you don't see in articles and interviews.

but now at this little gathering he's hosting at his apartment, you don't know anyone *except* him. all his other friends are heroes, but you're just a civilian, a normie. he has too many people to talk to, to catch up with to keep you entertained or introduce you to everyone. and you don't get out much, not too often for these sorts of things. you have a limited social meter and interjecting yourself into conversations out of your realm is best left to the social butterflies.

when the volume gets a little too much, multiple conversations competing on opposite sides of the room for dominance, you need fresh air. and quiet.

as soon as you get up and open the front door, everyone stops and stares like you've broken a rule. interrupted the festivity with the click of the lock.

Kirishima calls out "you good?!" he means well, but...

"yeap! just need some fresh air." you force a smile and step outside, able to breathe again. the voices quiet as you sit down on the steps and relax your shoulders. bless him, the big lug... he tries, but maybe this just isn't your thing. not with so many strangers. one-on-one is fine, easier to control and navigate.

when Bakugou comes out of the bathroom and steps back into the living room, it's wierdly quiet compared to three minutes ago, but whatever.

sipping on your drink and scrolling through your phone, you hear the door open behind you. "-FUCKIN' STINKS! Nasty, eugh.." someone inside laughs while explaining that everyone farts.

Bakugou wrinkles his entire face before letting the door slam behind him. only then does he notice you, a stranger, sitting on the stairs looking at him over your shoulder.

"uh, hi"