#sickened by it all

[warmpants]

Ok actually... genuinely it's like... if shiv and kendall never fucking take him seriously or value his input and opinions they're basically asking him to run back to logan. Which is something he's alr inclined to do because he's fucking roman. He really seemed game at first to get into their own thing and actually separate their legacy and business lives from their father's but kendall and shiv are still so hell bent on fucking with him and pissing him off and the best way to do that when he isn't in their personal lives is via big business moves. Hit him where it hurts. "Oh let's just fuck with him, wouldn't this be so funny" but it can never just be that. It can never just be one thing. They got their taste n now they've gotta keep going. Roman may be addicted to logan's "love" or at least unable to let go of his love for logan but we know they're just as obsessed w him... And all this combined w not taking roman seriously, rejecting his interest in their own startup, leaving him the odd one out re:their move on the gojo deal... ugh... They wanna be able to strike out on their own and act as business partners but they can never escape their sibling dynamics (w rome at the bottom of the pyramid). Shiv can go on about how logan thinks he's fucking right all the time and it's not like that isn't true but they inherited that shit from him too!!! Noooo we're just smarter. We just know business better. This is a great idea, you just wouldn't get it, rome. When in the past he has been shown to have good ideas, think just as if not more rationally than them, and in fact "get" the business... ugh!!!

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[brookheimer]

phenomenal episode overall. kendall demanding clouds because he saw them in berlin and trying not to cry when the stagehands cannot in fact build berlin in a day. matsson walking barefoot across a tarmac. shiv and tom biting deep into each other's forearms to see who can withstand the pain the longest in public at a fancy business event. roman firing a random woman because she didn't seem to think he lived up to his dad. roman firing gerri because she doesn't think he lives up to his dad. roman regretting firing gerri immediately and asking ken to undo it but ken is overjoyed and says it's what dad would do so roman smiles and says okay. kendall floating faceup in a body of water that he dove into of his own accord. shiv booking an empty conference room to cry in when no one's around. gerri saying fuck. karl serving cunt. roman genuinely feeling bad about not including shiv, apologizing to her, and asking if they could all hug. kendall announcing a bizarre dystopian real estate project that's framed as 'like a cruise but on land and forever and by forever we mean forever we're talking cryogenics.' tomshiv playing straight chicken all episode. roman listening to an edit of his father insulting him over and over on the ride home. everything i ever could've wanted

[pbnmj]

fun fact: the reason that they did not take noir’s mask off for longer than 0.5 seconds in itsv is actually because sony pictures animation was trying to protect the general public from me becoming insufferable to be around

[the-owl-tree]

so sad seeing people hate the new mapleshade plushie. it's all support women's wrongs until the women in question look like they've been used to soak up milk and then flung at a wall

[hugheses]

pov quinn luke ellen damon nico ty trevor alex cole etc etc

[buckttommy]

Bobby immediately turning to look at Eddie when he saw that Buck was dead was certainly....a choice

[litrallytyrus]

lowkey i could write pages about the way troy says “i love you” to abed in epidemiology. the shift in his tone. the pause before he says it. the way his eyes fucking soften. like omg this gay ass bitch was being serious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[saetoru]

i think the first time you really realize alhaitham’s in love with you is when you see how he inconveniences himself just for your sake. it’s subtle, you don’t even notice it until one day it all hits you at once.

“you…got these on your way home?” you ask, taking the bag he holds out. you didn’t even think he was listening last night when you said you’d like to try that new bakery off handedly. evidently he was.

and he stares at you with that aggravatingly blank face of his. “yes.” it’s all he says, all he chooses to offer even when you leave all the unsaid questions in the air.

“but that’s not on the way home,” you say confused.

“it is, if you take a different route.”

“and you took a different route?”

“yes.”

“you took what would be a slightly longer route?” you raise a brow.

“yes.” and then he walks off to change, dropping the discussion all together.

you stare at the bag in your hands, at the small token of proof that he listens, that he cares. and then it hits you, all at once it hits you. those extra pillows he spends time rearranging when he makes the bed because you insist they’re nice and you need them. the papers he gives you at the akademiya already sifted through and sorted in order for you to sign. the late lunch he takes just to have yours with you. those fifteen minutes of sleep he sacrifices to shower first so you can stay in bed a bit longer. that table he hates and always bumps his hips into that you love in the living room.

and that longer route he takes on his way home to get you something you like.

it’s all so inconvenient. it’s a lot more trouble than he likes. it’s inefficient and over complicated and probably is an obstacle to his usually simple life.

“i didn’t know you were listening,” you mumble, “i thought you were asleep.”

“well, it’s difficult to sleep with all your tossing and turning,” he says simply, making your lips quirk into an easy grin as you roll your eyes.

he turns to walk to your bedroom, and you grab his hand and keep him in place. and then you smile that little smile of yours. lean in and press your lips to his. mumble a quiet thank you, haitham against them before kissing them again. and again. and again, for longer this time.

he loves you. it’s the easiest thing he does.

[louisplumpyass]

y'all, they are THAT couple

[kaladinkholins]

sassy boys

i want them to be besties sooooo bad

i s2g they have one (1) braincell and ringo hoards it

like i can see it now: them getting into stupid antics together because taigen persuades ringo into it and ringo, against his own better judgement, goes along with it cuz it seems like it'd be fun

[moon-pepper]

It wasn't even four months ago that that article went around about Hamas fighters successfully luring invading soldiers into a trap by playing recordings of frightened children -- and zionists persistently responded with "Well, of course they went toward the sound of children! They must have wanted to rescue the poor kids!"

How about now? Now is it believable that Israel has no qualms with killing Palestinian children? Now that the world has watched its soldiers use a blood-soaked and traumatized child as live bait to kill medical rescuers? They just want to rescue the poor kids, huh?

[infizero]

they never really did leave that fucking desert did they

[babbimetal]

BABYMETAL IN LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND

[ibtisams]

Israel fired teargas at the waiting families of Palestinian hostages being released today

[khattikeri]

nie huaisang may say "i don't know" all the time but the person who Really doesn't know or even want to know is lan xichen. thanks for coming to my tedtalk