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queennai714 · 4 months
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH/pos
I FINALLY got around to watching the new Dragon's Rising clip and just- OMG
First, the entire lavashipping community has been FED
Like, every interaction those two had was just 🤌
PLUS, them being uncles to Arin and Sora!? WONDERFUL
Also- CHRONOSTEEL!?!? HELL YEAH
I mean, vengestone is cool and all, but the concept of chronosteel was so cool and had so much freaking potential that the og show(s) did absolutely nothing with, so THIS IS AWESOME TO SEE.
PLUS EVERYBODY SWITCHING PARTS AND USING EACHOTHER'S POWERS!?!? SO. COOL.
Lobbo is love, Lobbo is life, LOBBO ANGRY
The little rocky-fire dudes are back. Love to see them
"Here, take my legs," lol. Sounds like something out of the Lego Movie universe, but it is also so normal for Ninjago, considering we've had mechs since season 1
Fight choreography looking EXCELLENT per usual 👌 (Also Arin just kicking and climbing around like normal while everyone else is in mechs. KING 👑)
MECHANIC IS BACK 🎉🎉
Fire vs. Ice Dragon beam clashes>>>>>
SORA USING THE FIRE POWER IN THE LEGS OF KAI'S MECH TO FLY. LOVE THIS.
The fact that we only got little snippets of Kai using his fire power to fly like Iron Man before they learned Airjitzu will haunt me forever. Like, ITS SUCH A COOL IDEA. And was obviously useful every time we did get to see it. Plus, it was like the FIRST THING he did with his powers after getting them. Just- UGH (Sorry, siderant over)
Love the new suits, too.
Overall, it was just 🤩🤩🤩
I'm so FREAKING excited dude, like IM VIBRATING-
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that’s literally me^^^^^
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eggyrocks · 1 month
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men are sexiest when they’re bloodied
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quivering rn what the heck
baron from the baronies is something that can be so personal actually
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#fantasy high#baja’s blasting#the sheer unadulterated aromantic horror in his and rizz’s interactions jesus christ#‘everyone else will find someone they care about more than you’ hey. hey what if i cried#brennan lee mulligan why did you do this to me#the raw fucking dread the science with rizz seeing everyone he knows falling in love or dancing or making out#coupled with this freakish mannequin thing insisting that it is his romance partner. what the fuck#‘you are quite unlike your parents’ hey what the fuck man#and the fact that baron comes from a mirror which ties him into how riz perceives himself…aaaaaa#what if i cried. what if as in i am and have#AND WILL CONTINUE TO DO SO#it’s so sorrowful and realistic and terrifying and oh my god#i just can’t get over it. it is an amalgamation of riz’s fears of his friends all moving on from him after high school#and settling down romantically#it’s just so shfofksiokgnririe#AND THE FACT THAT BARON IS CREATED FROM A LIE RIZ TOLD IN ORDER TO FIT IN. HOW HE CARRIES BARON AROUND IN HIS SUITCASE#BECAUSE U CARRY THAT AROUND THROUGHOUT YOUR DAY#the horror of being in the closet is displayed so purely#also like. being aroace is really scary. it seems like everyone else has something magical that you never will#and you can’t attain it#and just jelstieoektkvkksir#they really did it justice#never gonna recover#sorry i wrote this before i learned that baron uses they/them :(#ignore my lack of lore knowledge#what i lack in facts i make up for in vibes
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strywoven · 3 months
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in this , the month of love , i come purely to mention that kaen - for as much as they seethe in HATE & CONTEMPT - has their roots steeped in this overwhelming need to love and be loved. kaen truly is an example of someone who is fit to bursting with love and absolutely nowhere to put it ( don't you dare suggest they turn it onto themself , that's silly-talk ! ) . i want you to understand that kaen is sentimental and a natural romantic in EXTREMES ; they take these things SERIOUSLY . and they tend to feel things rather deeply , managing to fall in love easily and quickly , thus always getting their heart broken without meaning to.
kaen , too , is what one may call a "simp" , for femme-presenting / female persons , specifically. they cannot help but feel inclined to praise , to show off , to try and charm the socks off of any lady they see ( with varying results , of course ) .
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icedmochasi · 2 years
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Lilith and Hunter wore masks that showed loyalty to Belos and got lost behind them, but, while Darius did not wear an actual mask, he metaphorically did wear one. And got lost behind it at times as well. 
All three managed to pull themselves out with the help of people who care, and I love that about this show.
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allylikethecat · 5 months
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i hate inflicting more pain onto him but you do "insecure matty comforted by g" so well, could we get a little snippet on him reacting to all the "twink death" posts on twitter 🥹
HELLO KIND ANON!
Thank you so much for going rogue and just like... sending me a prompt that wasn't on any kind of list. If anyone else wants to just... send me a prompt situation from the depths of their mind I am HERE and READY for it!
This little snippet ended up being 2k words and I'm not totally sure how that happened and I was going to try and cut it down some but then decided that this was my blog so I can do what I want and we are full send posting the entire thing. I'm not sure if this is what you are looking for, but here we are! Also I mean no offense to anyone with this one (Fictional!Matty per the prompt is upset about the Twink Death posts and it sends him spiraling about his relationship with fans and also fictional!George) and I hope you enjoy it! Also I 100% made up the twitter handle and I mean no offense if there is anyone out there with that handle.
Thank you so much and let me know what you think!
❤️Ally
Matty knew he wasn’t supposed to be on Twitter anymore. His therapist had told him so, George had told him so. Social media was a cesspool, it wasn’t real life, and it only ever served to bring him down. Matty knew he had an addictive personality, and a short attention span, so sometimes it felt like social media had been made just for him, projecting colorful, easily digestable, bite size bits of information right to his brain. (Rationally he knew that was the entire point of an algorithm but that didn’t mean it made him feel any less special.)
Scrolling through Twitter was like pressing on a bruise, he couldn’t help but love the sting even though it only hurt him. Whenever he went on Twitter he ended up doom scrolling until he sent himself into a depressive spiral, focusing on all the people who hated him and wanted him to overdose and die, which he then coped with by getting drunk and posting the wrong thing. 
Matty knew he wasn’t supposed to be on Twitter anymore, but George was distracted and Matty was too tired to even sleep and apparently a masochist as he settled onto the hotel bed and re-downloaded the app, a white X on a black background instead of the blue bird he had grown to love to hate. He logged in quickly with one of his many burner accounts, a ‘75 fan account that no one had even joking speculated was actually him. A tingling thrill of anticipation moved up his spine, not unlike the buzz he used to feel when he went out to score, as his feed loaded. He quickly glanced over at George guilty, who was still staring intently at his laptop, sitting at the hotel desk, headphones on, working on something. He felt like a little kid with his hand in the cookie jar, just asking to be caught and disciplined.
Confident that George wouldn’t be paying him any mind, at least for a little while, Matty began scrolling. There were fans proclaiming their love for him, and that they wanted to have his babies, invasive fan theories about him and Ross of all people that couldn’t be further from the truth, pictures of Taylor in Brazil, then more pictures of her pretending she gave a rat's arse about football. Sandwiched between a gif of a cat falling off of the counter and a tweet proclaiming Jack Antanoff a chaos gremlin Matty saw it.
He nearly scrolled past the two pictures posted side by side. If he was going to be naughty and looking through twitter, he was going to at least try and avoid too much of his own press, but he couldn’t help but stop. It was a picture of him from 2014, he was on stage, clutching a microphone and a cigarette in the same hand, his pale blue button down half unbuttoned and nearly slipping off his shoulder, his collar bone jutting out razor sharp. His curls were overgrown and unbrushed, falling around his face, a dark curtain he used to desperately hide behind. He had a vague memory of that day, at least he thought it might have been that day. He had been wearing that shirt the first time George kissed him for real. It had been the last time he had worn the shirt as well, the buttons hadn’t survived George’s eager hands. 
The other picture was from a few nights ago, a tight gray tee shirt clinging to his chest and biceps, the mustache he had grown back at George’s sheepish request twitched in amusement. He looked so much healthier in the second photo, and he was surprised to see it, surprised to see how stark the contrast was. He was pleased that the fans were seeing it too, that they were seeing how much work he had been putting into himself. He wasn’t hiding behind his hair anymore, hence the shorter curls. He was eating better, he was working out. He was trying not to drink as much, he was trying not to smoke as much. He was, after years of therapy, and a few hospital stays that he was happy never actually made it into the press, and more patience and support from George than Matty was sure he deserved, he was actually doing well. The new combination of medication was helping, even if he didn’t want to admit it. 
Then he saw the caption. Twink Death. He blinked. What did they mean, twink death. He was actively taking steps to better himself and healyslut69 was clearly being ridiculous, acting like a piece of him had died. He was the same person, he just wasn’t twenty five and addicted to smack anymore. Not that he had ever been a twink in the first place. He was a manly man, thank you very much. He clicked on the tweet, eager to scroll through the thread and see the replies calling out healyslut69 for being absolutely ridiculous. Twink Death, he scoffed, absolutely ridiculous. That was until he saw that all of the replies were in agreement with healyslut69. They were all mourning his alleged twink death.
He let out a little whine of frustration, then quickly glanced up from his phone to make sure George hadn’t heard him. Thankfully, George was still engrossed in whatever track he was working on, headphones on, clicking away. This is absolutely ridiculous, Matty thought, thumbing away from the thread to go back to his feed. This group of fans didn’t know what they were on about. He frowned as he saw another post relating to the topic, then another, and then another. He swallowed hard. Maybe healyslut69 wasn’t the one that was wrong. Maybe he was. 
He scrolled up, finding the original tweet once again. He looked at the two photos, bringing his phone up closer to his face to examine them as if he wasn’t looking at the face he saw in the mirror every morning. Maybe he didn’t look like the same person anymore. Maybe it was more than just getting clean, cutting his hair and gaining at least a stone. Maybe a piece of him really had died. He swallowed hard, his thick smoker’s saliva catching in his throat causing him to cough wetly. At that George did turn his head, lifting one of the headphones away from his ear. 
“You ‘right?” George asked, frowning, as he took in the look on Matty’s face. 
Matty quickly waved him off. “Yeah, just swallowed wrong,” he said, flashing George a thumbs up.
George frowned but turned back to his laptop anyway and Matty went back to his phone, clicking on the original tweet must have triggered something in his algorithm because he was suddenly bombarded with posts about how much he had changed, how much the fans wanted the “old Matty back” how they wanted to “Make Matty Gay again” as if he wasn’t in a fucking relationship with a man and had been for the past nine years. 
The more he read the more the self doubt started creeping in. It was slow at first, and he almost didn’t notice it. It was like frostbite, creeping through his body, overwhelming his senses without him even realizing until it was too late. He pressed the side button to lock his phone and tossed it onto the bed, where it proceeded to slide off the sheets and land on the floor with a clatter. He let out a groan of frustration and self pity, pressing the heels of his palms to his eyes. He just couldn’t fucking win. 
“Okay,” said George, taking his headphones completely off and spinning around in the swivel chair to look at Matt, quickly glancing at his phone on the floor, then back to Matty. “What’s wrong?” 
“Nothing,” said Matty stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest, feeling ridiculous for even being upset that some faceless fan account was mourning his supposed “twink death,” even as his lower lip began to tremble. Fuck Matty though, unable to meet George’s gaze and the loving concern he knew he was going to see painted across his face. He was going to start crying. He froze, feeling like a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head. What if George didn’t find him as attractive anymore, what if George missed how he used to look, all skinny and delicate, with long messy hair, sucking on a cigarette instead of eating breakfast, lunch or dinner. 
What if that was why their sex life had gotten less active as they got older. They still had plenty of sex, and Matty had always been satisfied, but what if that was the reason the shirt destroying urgency was gone, what if that was why George wasn’t tossing him onto the nearest surface at every opportunity anymore. Matty had thought they were just getting older, maturing, leveling out, but what if George just wasn’t as attracted to him anymore?! What if that was why George had wanted him to grow the mustache, what if he was trying to find some new way to make sleeping with him less of a chore. 
Matty couldn’t help it, he looked up, at kind, sweet, understanding and supportive George, who forced himself to fuck him even though he wasn’t attracted to him anymore, and instantly burst into the tears he had been fighting. 
George blinked in surprise, clearly he hadn’t been expecting that. He stood up, closing the distance between them as he sat down next to Matty on the bed, carefully pulling him into his arms even as Matty kept his hands pressed to his face. 
“What’s wrong, love,” said George softly, rubbing a large hand in careful circles against Matty’s back. “Did something happen? Is your family okay?” 
Guilt burned in Matty’s stomach, as he pressed his hand to his mouth as if he could push all the upset back inside of his chest, as if he could swallow it back down to his belly where it belonged. 
“They’re fine,” Matty said with a hiccup, “I’m fine, sorry, fuck, I’m fine,” he rubbed at his eyes, even as his breath hitched, “you can get back to work, I’m fine.” 
“Matthew,” said George softly, pulling Matty’s hands away from his face. “Something is clearly wrong, what can I do to help?” 
George’s kindness just made Matty cry harder, burying his face in George’s shoulder. He knew he was being extremely dramatic and over the top right now, crying because some fans on the internet were mourning his alleged “twink death” was ridiculous even for him. But it wasn’t just about the fans on the internet, it was hundreds of little things he had pushed down until he just couldn’t take it anymore and it all boiled over. He wasn’t sure he wanted to be famous anymore, he wasn’t sure he ever had. 
It was the fans that seemed to hate him always criticizing his outfit choices, the ones complaining about the set lists he painstakingly put together, the ones who complained that he didn’t talk enough during gigs, and the ones who complained when he did. It was the fans, and not fans, that took every word he had ever spoken ever, and twisted it round in circles until it didn’t even make sense anymore. It was the ones accusing him of being the worst person alive. It was the ones wishing death upon him and his loved ones. It was the way that no matter what he did, no matter how much of himself he gave to the masses, it was never enough and never what they wanted. He was just so fucking tired, and seeing that tweet broke something inside of him in a way that he hadn’t been expecting. It filled him with even more self loathing and doubt, why had he even bothered to get clean, why had he even bothered to try and get healthy, everyone liked him better strung out anyway it seemed. 
“Just some dumb fans on the internet,” said Matty quietly, trying to get his breathing under control, George was still rubbing his back soothingly.
“Matty,” said George sadly, his heart breaking. He wasn’t going to address the fact that they both already knew Matty wasn’t supposed to be looking at Twitter. 
“Do you,” said Matty, pulling away slightly, needing to hear the words straight from George’s mouth, needing to rip the bandaid off. If George didn’t like him like this he would figure it out. He’d lose the weight again, he’d grow out his hair. “Do you,” he swallowed hard, “do you still like me?” 
“What kind of absolute bullshit question is that?” George asked, “of course I like you Matty, I fucking love you.” 
Matty swallowed again, weighing his words. “Are you, are you still attracted to me?” 
“Jesus Christ Matty,” said George, “what is this about? Yes I’m very much still attracted to you, always have been and always will be.” 
“Even though I’m not as,” Matty could bring himself to say the word, “delicate anymore?” he asked instead. 
“What do you mean?” George asked not following along. Matty sighed and pulled away from George’s arms, leaning over the side of the bed to retrieve his phone. He unlocked it, keeping his eyes down cast as he handed it to George.
George frowned, looking over the tweet, a crinkle forming between his eyebrows. He relocked Matty’s phone without saying a word and reached over to set it on the nightstand. 
“I,” said George leaning in and pushing Matty onto his back so he could hover over him. “Love you.” He kissed Matty’s deeply, licking into his mouth, before nipping lightly on his lower lip. “And I will always love you and think you’re the sexiest man alive.” 
“Even though I’m not a twink anymore?” Matty couldn’t help but ask even as he felt George’s erection digging into his thigh. 
George snorted. “If anything, it’s even hotter that I don’t have to worry about hurting you.” 
Matty couldn’t help the grin that broke out across his face, and George couldn’t help but kiss it away. 
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pastelsugar6w6 · 1 year
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I can't stop thinking about goody two-shoes, star player, actual golden retriever who can do no wrong Alfred getting absolutely ruined by some punk British exchange student that everyone is sure was arrested at least once in his life. Arthur corrupting some homely mom's sweet baby boy into drinking alcohol, staying out past curfew, skipping school, and 🤢premarital sex🤢 and Alfred absolutely welcoming Arthur 'fucking up' his bright future because he's in love and Arthur helps him let loose
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justwait-sunshine · 2 months
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lando on ig
honestly no one else can do it like them
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Fun fact: So masked wrestlers often edit over or otherwise cover their faces when taking/posting unmasked photos, but since Douki's mask only covers the lower part of his face sometimes he just
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and it's so incredibly endearing to me
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allurared · 4 months
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it's true that the idea that climate change will "end the world" hollywood style is a bad misrepresentation and should be combatted, but to say that our daily life will not meaningfully change that much in the near future....
yea maybe not yours, you ghoul, but a lot of poor people will in a matter of fact fucking die
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battlinghurricanes · 2 years
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The moment right before Patroclus dies where he declares Achilles will kill Hektor has had it's time in the spotlight. In this house, we relish in Hektor issuing Achilles' death sentence with his last breath, foretelling his destruction at the hands of Paris and Apollo
Art update (blood cw)
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menequillo · 4 months
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Happy new year 🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊
Hope you all have a good year and achieve whatever you want to do
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I've had a really good year. I've improved greatly on my mental health and social skills and I'm really really proud of myself for that. I also met a lot of great people and found some of my favourite pieces of media. Overall I'd say that everything was pretty damn good 👍🏻
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So yeah. Have a great 2024 and cherish all the little things that make life oh so worth it wether it be the company of a loved one or just a movie you really like.
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Have fun and find your niche and community you feel comfortable and accepted in.
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And always keep in mind that it's okay to make mistakes and that you don't have to beat yourself up about them
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In conclusion to my little rant I really just wish the best to anyone reading this and honestly hope everyone gets to enjoy life in the way that fits them.
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purge-samauwu · 1 year
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Everything that's mildly decent or great on Netflix always gets shitty marketing and I'm so tired😭
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purplbear · 1 year
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Whelp - I can say I’ve been knitting 20 years and still make silly mistakes.
Wanted to make FIL socks for the holidays. Got this rad self striping yarn that reminded me of him. Got shoe size from MIL. Started sock …
Recalled most of the way through the foot that I do not know how to knit toe-up socks, have never done so, did not follow a pattern, and now need to figure out the heel.
Story of my knitting career: start project, get halfway done, figure out you don’t know how to make the thing, learn how to make the thing, finish the thing. Sigh.
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I don't understand why anyone's saying harry needs to rebrand. He is quite literally, with zero exaggeration, at the top of his career now. Why charge what works. To try and gain favour with a bunch of haters? Maybe artists do this all the time and it's something I don't pay attention to, but I picture rebranding as something one does on a downwards trajectory of their career. Harry's is going the opposite way.
I definitely don't think rebranding is only something people do on the downward trajectory of their career. It can certainly be something that artists do to take them to another level (Taylor is a classic example).
I'm not particularly convinced with people prescribing a rebrand as the next step for Harry's career. Partly because with fandom I think it's often wishful thinking and code for 'I want Harry to be different'.
But also because I don't think it connects very much with what Harry has been doing. Harry operates more with images than with words, and he moves progressively rather than suddenly. Rebranding would be a challenge for Harry, because there's so much blank space and projection with him, to rebrand he'd have to specifically be something.
Does make it impossible, but it does make unlikely. I think when he's releasing something new, there's lots of ways he can position himself to build his career in knowledge of the backlash and rebranding is probably down the list.
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