#top photo is killing me

[acillianproblem]

More Awards season photos from Rose Forde’s Insta

[theprimeministerofamerica]

weekend → today

[karlyboyyy]

[compacflt]

Do you ever think about how rooster probably had to walk past that poster of ice and mav shaking hands when he was at top gun the first time cause like

well ackshually top gun (navy fighter weapons school) moved out to NAS Fallon in Nevada after the USMC took control of NAS Miramar in 1996 (2006 in my timeline) so i don’t think he would’ve seen it there

but during training for the Dagger mission at NAS north island… the first time, Rooster was probably totally blindsided by it—made him stop dead in his tracks. Jesus. Who put that shit here. Exposing them in the light of day. Total bullshit. Then: “eugh.” And every time after that he just squared his shoulders & walked past & refused to look.

Every time MAV walked past it he probably hesitated & smiled. That’s me & my baby, that’s me & my tomcat, et cetera. oh my god we used to be so YOUNG. augh. look at us. —But can’t get caught staring, have to move on quickly. He has that picture in his wallet anyways. There will be time to look at it later ❤️

[holdoncallfailed]

television guitarist richard lloyd in the hospital in 1977, photos by godlis.

“I was in love with Richard Lloyd and I was in love with the way that Lloyd interacted with Hell and Verlaine. I was in love with the guitar duels and how they all just played against each other in that marvelous way.” — terry ork, please kill me

[im-sorry-what-ii]

when i tell you i wish i could draw just to do this for icemav, it is the most sincere i have been in my life

[ghostoffuturespast]

River Ward: The Black & White Collection

[icewindandboringhorror]

More misc. daily life pictures and such

[sh4tt3rg1rl]

always see the bright side of things

[vamptastic]

yk i genuinely don't think ive ever been able to actually express my gender dysphoria out loud to another person cos with my family they'll get uncomfortable or think im somehow bragging bc i have the misfortune of a hyperfeminine body, with therapists im always trying not to say smth that makes me sound too self hating to get letters written, and with other trans people i don't want to upset them. idk writing it down just feels like im cataloguing everything that's wrong with me but I don't think ill ever have anyone i can talk to about it either

[copia]

GRAPHIC NATURE & CASEY at the heavy music awards 2024 (two of the only photos i've got)

[adridoesstuff]

Elisabeth das musical Czech production appreciation pt. 14

Die Shatten werden länger with Pavel Režný as Smrt/Death and Pavel Klimenda as Rudolf

[cextra-loz]

Went outside to cover the squash. I briefly looked over to the neighbor's yard cause I saw something moving in my peripheral, and I in my horror, saw his wife in a bikini just gardening or tanning, I have no clue.

Anyway, i'm heading over rn and knocking on his door to apologize, i'm gonna bow and kiss his feet and beg for forgiveness and cry and ball until I pass out on his threshold because his wife was tanning, and I accidentally saw. Mb In other news I usually only stay like 5-15 minutes outside usually once a day but i've been doing it almost every day for a few weeks now and I have a visible tan line. My feet are marked like where I wear my sandals its so funny. Its barely visible but its a tan, and I haven't had a tan in like 5 years this is amazing! In other other news, i've been lifting a 5lb dumbbell for a few months and i'm seeing visible gains and i'm not even jokn. I don't lift, i've never lifted, but i'm getting stronger and my arms have been feeling bulkier (with little to no visible change) but I can literally feel it, its like my muscles are swolier, swollen, pumped idk?

For a while I thought I wouldn't be able to make progressive gains because of how ill my body is, but I guess my nervous and muscular system is still good enough to adapt and repair itself as long as I don't over do it.

I am at my peak age like physically, so i'm going to take this new understanding of my body to get back in shape somehow. I can't technically work out like how I did in college because of my weak ass heart and nervous system, but if I stay consistent for weeks or months at a time, I should see small but progressive gains. I just have no idea up until what point will my body adapt but extra strength and endurance surely helps. I've been hearing and reading online about the stories of the human body and how amazing it is. Like the body's ability to withstand incredible amounts of heat or cold or go hungry or repair itself or deal with illness, for short periods of time. I mean my body can't do any of those things but knowing those stories gives me the courage to push myself just a little more because I know my body can probably just take a little bit more. Safely of course but still it's just something I've been thinking about recently.

Now I just have to somehow work on lower body. It's a little difficult because I can't stand for that long, and when I do stand and walk around to get food or water I do not want to be tired or shaking, but i'll figure something out.

If I get buff in the next 12 months i'll let y'all know.

I have to figure out how to do more cardio. I've been trying to keep my heart rate up for more than a minute at a time but I just get so so tired and I never want to do it more than twice because i'll just be out of it for the rest of the day I just can't yet i'm still too like weak- but I think if I do the same thing with my heart as i'm doing with the 5lb dumbbells I should see cardio improvement over time. I'm really excited to work out my heart! Just like, a little bit at a time. That part of me probably just heals with time ig idk.

[somelonelywordmonger]

I kid you not, I thought they were standing in solidarity with Transgender people everywhere when I saw this photo, but then I realized I am sleep deprived and too hopeful and remembered that these are imperialists upholding a silly tradition.

So yeah, maybe I shouldn’t let executive dysfunction kill my ability to complete college work and should sleep more... although I have been sleeping a lot thanks to fatigue flaring up. Point being, I went to the comments to seek out the negative bitches against transgender-ism (?? how to plural that as a movement or something??) Like, I was asking for emotional instability by doing that, only to realize that I had the wrong impression altogether. LMFAO

[the-world-is-treating-me-bad]

Spotify Wrapped 2022!

[luna0713hunter]

"RYO!WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

Your scream could be heard all around the street,but that wasn't anything unusual.

With Sukuna Ryomen as your husband,things tend to get a bit-

"what?"

Out of control.

When you throw your bag and keys on the floor and rush toward him,you have the urge to kick him in the balls because-

"why are dangling our son in the air like he's a cat?!who holds their kid like that?!"

Your son, barely 3,gives you a toothy grin and your frown softens slightly. But it comes back full force as Sukuna gives you a bored look.

"he was being annoying. He asked me to carry him,and i did."

"not like that!i swear to Gods,Ryo- one day I'm going to kill you."

Your husband rolls his eyes and places your son in your embrace instead. He waves a dismissing hand in the air as he walks toward the couch and turns on the tv.

"whatever. He's all yours now."

You huff angrily and gently set your son on the ground and make your way toward the kitchen. He wobbles after you and watches you with big,red-ish eyes he got from his father,as you put on your apron and gather ingredients to start dinner. You smile down gently at him and pat his head.

"why dont you go and watch tv with dad? I'll call you when dinner's ready,alright?"

Your son grins again,and walks out of the kitchen.

Dinner got ready fairly fast. As you wipe your hand with the kitchen towel,you watch to where your son and husband are supposed to be.

"hey guys, dinner's read-"

And you have to bite down,hard,on your lower lip to stop yourself from screaming.

Sukuna is fast asleep;with one arm under his head and a slight frown decorating his feature. But his other arm,is tightly wrapped around your son who's snoring quietly on top of his chest. They both look peaceful,and as your son nuzzles further in his father's chest,Sukuna's hand unconsciously caresses the small boys hair,you immediately pull out your phone and take at least ten photos.

You giggle to yourself as you walk to kitchen;dinner can wait a few more minutes.