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saw a take that claimed “Dazai wouldn’t sit at Chuuya’s grave” and i disagree. not even in a ship type of way, but i think Dazai definitely would— he would sit there for hours to talk shit like “day 1 living in a slug-less paradise! i ran into the most vicious small dog today. i see your spirit lives on.” 

skk’s need to annoy each other runs DEEP. i’m telling you Dazai would show up to Chuuya’s grave OFTEN bc “you really think you can escape me by dying? you think i’ll let you rest peacefully? not a chance. in fact i hope you’re rolling in there. i will see to it personally”

my original thread

gojo will use the power of his mommy milkers to bring geto back this is how kenjaku will lose

Thanks to @tongjaitongjai for the opportunity to draw something funny with them

”i never thought id never see that smile again. has it ever been sincere from the start?”

first year and blackout shades

and you were so easy to love.

my tears ricochet - Taylor Swift

inspired by heystrawbs on tiktok !!!!

Hannibal’s just: 👁👄👁

a while ago i was given permission by @heavensghost to make a fan comic using this very stunning poem :)

playing it cool according to 😺

CHOCO MILK SHAKE | EP. 3 [2022]

Abusive men pave the way for lazy men to get wives and girlfirends.

Lemme clarify, how many times have you heard your overworked female friends and relatives say “Yeah, Jerry drinks beer every evening after work while I cook dinner and clean up after everyone and does the bare minimum to help me raise the kids but he’s such a nice guy. He’s never beat me in my life. I couldn’t ask for a better guy in my life.”

Like no, Sally, your husband is a common stone among turds and you know it.

I try to explain this conceptually to people as a thing that happens not saying that this is good but it’s a thing that happens.

This is what male privilege is and how all men benefit from it.

This is why you are not exempt from statements about “all men” even if you are overall good.

You benefit from the bar constantly being lowered by systemic issues within the gender.

The expectations on you are always lower than they should because “at least you’re not X”.

That…is the best response I’ve seen to the “not all men” thing. Thank you.

Yeah, this post reminded me of this bit from a talk by Lundy Bancroft

my favorite show? yeahhhh it’s this show called hannibal? no it’s not on any streaming service. what’s it about? okay so there’s this guy called will graham (we love him, btw) and he has a lot of dogs and superpowers basically- yes it’s a cop show. doesn’t matter. anyway he meets this psychiatrist called hannibal lecter- yes THAT hannibal lecter. but he’s younger he looks really hot and wears ugly suits. okay so hannibal is like obsessed with him and starts feeding him people- no it’s not disgusting, why? actually the cooking sequences are the best part of the show. and hannibal is gay for will but he frames him for murder a little bit but first they kinda adopt a daughter together because will killed her father. no it’s really cute I swear they’re kind of adorable. no they don’t eat the daughter- actually yes, will does, but only a little bit, only her ear and hannibal didn’t really have a choice you know, because of the whole framing thing. what genre? well I wanna say a thriller/crime/drama but you should watch it as a rom-com. it’s a rom-com who am I kidding. did I convince you. come back. hello. no I promise it’s fun. it’s not even that disgusting. mostly. does it end with a cliffhanger? uhhhhhhhhh well not a HANGER per se

oh shen jiu we’re in it now

i strongly believe that in any universe modern or otherwise lwj uses lan xichen as a kind of confessional like a catholic priest. he literally comes into lan xichen's room at four pm precisely because that's the scheduled time that he allows himself to share an Emotion with his brother and sits down and says in a distinctly monotone yet perfectly recognisably anguished tone 'brother i have sinned' and lan xichen sighs very quietly because he doesn't want to hurt his brother's feelings and puts down his pen and says 'is this about wei wuxian' very gently and Lan Wangji is like 'mn' because it has never once Not been about wei wuxian. and then he says something that is Kind Of Weird, But Still Not A Sin like 'he fell asleep when we were studying and i watched his ribcage moving up and down for thirty eight minutes until he choked on nothing and woke himself up; am i evil' and once again lan xichen will kind of not-sigh in a way that makes it very obvious that in all other ways except physical he Is, Indeed, Sighing and has to reassure the most rigidly distraught younger brother in the history of mankind that what he is suffering from is in fact a malady known colloquially as a crush

Where Naksu ranks Daeho’s F4

He is a 10…but he is still hung up about his dead fiancée who stabbed him in the heart…but he is my dazzling husband (& it’s a real struggle to keep my hands off him)…so he is a 100.

He is a 10…but he forgot how his first love looks and has the worst directional skills when flustered…but he is very handsome…so he remains a 10.

He is a 5…but coz he’s the Crown Prince, he thinks he is a 10…but he is low-key obsessed with my husband & would likely turn bi-sexual for him (why should I invite more competition)…so he is a 0.

He is a 9….but he ardently loves Jin Cho Yeon and is a true, true softie…so he is a 10.

My ancestors, watching me dump an entire stick of cinnamon, two cloves, an allspice berry, and a generous grating of nutmeg into my tea, sweetened with white sugar and loaded with cream, while I sit in my clean warm house surrounded by books, 25+ outfits for different occasions, and 6 pairs of shoes, in a building heated so well I have the windows open in mid-autumn:

Our daughter prospers. We are proud of her. She has never labored in a field but knows riches we could not have imagined.

I like this so much better than the idea that our ancestors would be embarrassed or ashamed of us for being “soft” or some crap like that.

My ancestors, watching me stuff my face with fried chicken while studying: She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar. WE MADE IT

She eats like an imperial concubine and can afford to study like am imperial scholar

My ancestors watching me use my stand mixer while living in a small apartment and attending university: Thou hast kneadeth bread in FOUR hail marys??? FOUR??? And thou ist poor as a churchmouse, yet liveth in a fine cottage with four pounds butter and fresh berries in thy larder!! And two featherbeds! And thou attendeth the King’s college, as a lord!!

My ancestors being like:

Look at this fine young lady! She can paint she can sew and embrody, she sings and read

And without a wealthy father to pay for that, plus she is florid in the body! She doesn’t know hunger!

We did it!

Me: /wearily studying/

My Ancestors: TRULY SH— what? They? A little unorthodox, but reasonable I suppose. TRULY THEY PROSPER, FOR THEY LIVE IN A DWELLING WITH MANY ROOMS AND ONLY THEIR SPOUSE TO SHARE IT WITH! THEY HAVE DOGS WHO DO NOT PERFORM A FUNCTION! THEY HAVE MANY BOOKS AND DO NOT HAVE TO SPIN THEIR OWN YARN! THEY BATHE AT A WHIM WITH GENTLE SOAP FREE OF LYE! OUR DESCENDANT BRINGS HONOR AND PRIDE TO OUR LINEAGE!

Me: /yawns and sips my coffee/

My Ancestors: /cheer wildly/

Me: *hunched over at my desk nursing a headache.*

My Ancestors: “Truly, we prosper; see here, our infirm descendant need not even work on her poor days, but has the luxury to rest as she sees need! A doctor attends to her illnesses; her clothes are warm and free of pests; she cares for exotic and dangerous animals within her own home! We have found the height of luxury!”

Me: *treats myself to a pineapple and a bunch of bananas*

My Georgian ancestors: ZOOTH SHE HAS BOUGHT A PINEAPPLE! NOT MERELY BORROWED ONE! TRULY SHE HAS ACHIEVED FAR MORE THAN WE COULD KNOW!

me: [puts on warm socks and a blanket, is now warm regardless of the weather outside]

My impoverished Russian Jewish ancestors:

Me: [learns to knit from youtube videos]

My ancestors: Our descendant, the heir to all our hopes and fears for a far-off future… She can buy fine clothes woven and knit by automatons, with but a fraction of a day’s earnings… and she does… she has so much free time to do as she pleases… and she uses some of that time to do what we did.

One woman from rural Poland, who died from smallpox in 1717 CE, a grandmother at 35: I knit roses and peonies into my and my children’s gloves… it wasn’t much extra work to dye the red, once I had already cleaned the wool and spun the yarn, and to knit in the designs… and I wasn’t a gifted knitter but I was a good knitter, and I thought, well, it might not make a difference to how warm the glove is, but it made the children happy and it made me happy. I liked to make things beautiful when I could.

Another woman, a peasant from what’s now France, who died from getting kicked by a mammoth in 8995 BCE: [Patting her on the back] I made my family’s clothes too. Every day my sister and I wove and wove and tended our children. We went out of our way to make the cloth lovely. Not a trace of it remains anywhere on earth now… But it mattered to us. And she might not know our names, or know it was us, but evidently, it matters to her too. She has so much beauty available to her, in every direction, and she wants to make it where we once made it.

[everyone sobbing and high-fiving each other.]

A man from Britain, 1104 CE, sitting at the trans-temporal telescope, reporting on my doings: She’s stopped knitting and now she’s playing minecraft.

The other ancestors: Ah, yes, the dream of building. We know this one well. What vision doth she design now?

Telescope man: Looks like… Some kind of floating temple?

Everyone: [Goes completely apeshit]

Me: *literally just sitting here petting my dog*

My ancestors from 25,000 years ago: puppy

Ten reasons why I hate Kook Yeon Soo.  OUR BELOVED SUMMER (2021) dir. Kim Yoon Jin

if i were a worm

She ended up with a lot of balloon worms after this.

simon: you were the light of my life and i’ll never forget the days we spent together. HILLERSKA SCHOOL🎤😄

the choir teacher: 🙂👍

wilhelm: simon 😕 doesn’t love me💔