#i blame men

[fizzytoo]

getting caught breathing down this burrito is so HUMILIATING. please don’t try to talk to me while i eat

#*fizzyspeaks #stop trying to talk to me my mouth is full #and now i have to hurry and chew while you stand there awkwardly #i should just start choking right here #i feel the lettuce hanging from my mouth and you’re talking to me #[eats coyly] #LMAOSHDH #i blame men

[car1no-xx]

99% of the time i am supposed to be studying as a law school girlie but 99% of that time i am actually looking at football memes and screaming at my screen during a match

#i blame men #will i still graduate #tbd #barca

[gay-otlc]

Actually I think we should talk about how incredibly fucked up it is for sapphic women to say shit like "I'm no better than a straight man 😔" when attracted to a woman in a way that isn't 100% pure and wholesome, or act like men's attraction to women is inherently dirty, predatory, or objectifying.

#like i mostly get impacted from this as a straight trans man #and the way people- even my friends- have acted like my attraction to women is now morally worse since i came out as trans #but this also affects like. bi/mspec men? it's shitty to shame them for their attraction to women! #and even cishet men. acting like objectification or predatory behavior is just inherent to male attraction to women #let's shitty men off the hook because 'they can't help it' or whatever #or victim blames anyone abused by a cishet man because 'what did you expect from being in a relationship with him' #yeah so like. sapphics stop saying this challenge #transhet #anti-transmasculinity #again i'm tagging because that's my personal experience with that sentiment but it has a ton of other issues too #antimasculism

[courtesanofdeath]

☾ Sesshōmaru ☾

#i still think he's one of the prettiest fictional characters i've ever seen #i blame him for igniting my love for edgy silent-type (fictional) men #inuyasha #sesshomaru #inuyashaedit #anisource #fyanimegifs #animangaboys #shounenedit #bluee

[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live | 1x03 - Bye

#I AM ABSOLUTELY FERAL #Rick Grimes #* #rg #The Ones Who Live #towl spoilers #SCREAMS #would let him raw me in a rusty rundown gas station that looks like it belongs in deliverance or the hills have eyes or somethin #no censoring we die like men #i was gonna blame daylight saving time but i'm just like this #i clearly need him in a way that's concerning to feminism #and my general health it appears #im willing to get gas station tetanus #i'd be walking like i'd ridden a horse for 500 miles #until we're fined for disturbing the peace #what a majestically gorgeous man #that face is the actual iron throne #i'll start the war to sit there #i am reverting to my primal state #i want him to build me a house and a fire and father my children #i don't like kids #but i'm about to make like that time i played Life and had so many kids i had to get an extra car #as long as he will protect and provide for them #i need to go to bed

[lobotomyladylives]

the jodi arias/travis whoever murder was truly the ultimate fuck around and find out situation, like...ok so you're gonna willingly continue to associate with a woman you know is mentally ill and obsessed with you just so that you can have degrading sex with her while also constantly insulting and ridiculing her to your friends behind her back? stringing her along w/the hope of a serious relationship, while you really just think of her as an object for you to fuck & then discard with no consequences? lol. bet. hope you like being stabbed 37 times

#i dont feel even slightly bad for saying this. check the comments under any murdered woman and there will be men blaming her #especially if it was her husband who did it and ESPECIALLY if she was trying to divorce him #so yeah. unlike those women travis had it coming #that mormon moron was a degen #jodi arias #LX3 op

[empress-hancock]

Interesting how some of the most common gender specific insults for males (“son of a b*tch” and “bastard”) place blame at least in part on a parent, but gendered insults towards women (“c*nt,” “wh*re,” “sl*t,” “b*tch”) have nothing to do with anyone else except the woman on the receiving end of the insult

#men are never fully responsible for their actions #someone else is always at least a little to blame #if not entirely #and it’s usually a woman #i can’t think of any other male specific ones right now other than dick #in english at least

[sherlockig]

#this scene had no right being this hot in a jane austen way #ofmd #our flag means death #con o'neill #izzy hands #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2 spoilers #i just like my men wet #can you blame me???

[biracy]

I absolutely understand the desire for asexual representation and I really do think that that's something that deserves to be represented in more "mainstream" gay media (how much gay media is actually mainstream is debatable but you know what I mean), but at the same time I just can't get behind posts like, idk, lamenting the loss of potential asexual representation because two guys on TV had nasty gay sex, bc gay sex on TV is not "the norm" no matter how you slice it. Whereeeee is all the media filled with nasty gay sex. Can I see it

#open mick night #it just feels like missing the forest for the trees you know. i feel the exact same way abt non-asexual gay people blaming ace people #for stuff. all this vitriol aimed at the wrong targets #idk i'm most certainly not trying to Do Discourse i just kinda think it's funny #this world some people seem to live in where men are never allowed to be friends and MUST suck and fuck at all times

[l-e-i-k-o]

#big nose men ftw #i fear i love them #i blame hiromi for it LOL #wish tumblr didnt fuck my quality every single time :0 #my sims #the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 cas #create a sim #show us your sims #simblr

[mala-santa-radfem]

i'm so fucking sick to my stomach to hear how college girls (GIRLS MY AGE, GIRLS THAT LOOK LIKE ME, THAT LIVE LIKE ME, THAT HAVE THE SAME DREAMS AS ME) disappear and the next day they're found dead in their universities. i see cases like that almost every month while feminist groups in my uni are BEGGING for safety protocols every day because we're fucking scared, while those girls' families beg for justice. THIS IS FEMINICIDE.

#theyre organizing a protest #ill try to go after my classes #i know authorities will try to blame this on how insecure everything is #and how dangerous this country is #but fuck you #this is about letting dangerous people inside your university #dangerous men #theres no security for students #i refuse to believe she simply put herself in danger #shes a girl like me #who wake up one day #and some sick bastard decided to take away her life

[mad-tears]

"Me? Nah i'm not the jealous type" Me:

#i don't blame him saitama has a lot of men behind waiting for the right moment to get him #genosai #saigenos #one punch man #opm manga #melietpost

[princemick]

2016

#I hate when non beard men do the playoff beard #he is so lucky hes pretty n charming tho #nhl #evgeni malkin #kyle.gif #pittsburgh penguins #hockeyedit #evgenimalkinedit #this colouring is SO bad but I'm blaming the og lighting bc kill me its SO bad

[lucidasidera]

🤡 Markus and McFeely 🤡: “Yeah, Bucky’s just a POW who had his entire agency explicitly removed in not one but TWO ways but he’s for sure guilty because we don’t want him to have fruit salads with Steve”

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #anti endgame #stucky was in the narrative #too unpunished in a way #give those men their fucking fruit salads #the MCU is written by a buncha clowns #I have no confidence that thunderbolts is going to be anything but a steaming pile of victim blaming

[tarutaruga]

the haikyuu crossover no one asked for but I'm here to deliver anyway

#naruto #haikyuu!! #tobirama senju #madara uchiha #tobimada #madatobi #madara x tobirama #tarudraw #i blame maphel for making me note down this idea #did I just want to draw them in shorts? yes. but like can you blame me? #tobiwamas legs hmmm #what you got that tiny waist for uh tobirama? for men to grab?

[wherenymphsroam]

52 :3

And can I also kiss you?? 😭

52: “Can I kiss you?”

prompt game :^)

⟡ cw: mentions of withdrawals, struggles with alcoholism, depression, specifically soggy wet cat vendetta leon but can be read with damnation leon in mind :3

⟡ a/n: YES we are smooching, i am kissin u on the mouf rn 🤍

“Can I kiss you?”

What the hell was he saying.

One minute, he’s trembling over a plate of eggs and pancakes back at the hotel, and now he’s barely holding himself back from slumping against your shoulder like an old dog. You had insisted on dragging his miserable ass out of there, told him to get his shit together. That you were going for a ride, and he should hang on.

(Of course he was too stubborn to let you drive, no matter the fact that he had already put down half a bottle this morning.)

So despite his better judgement, he allowed you pull him away from those four walls that were his hotel room, all under the promise that it’d still be there when he got back.

Sure, he didn’t want to leave. If his hangover had anything to say about it, he’d be tucked back under the covers of that shitty, scratchy duvet in the fetal position. His head was pounding. But sat here on this stoop tucked away into the mountains, overlooking the small town he had sought out to lick his wounds within, the cool breeze sweeps away some of the tension in his facial features. The fresh air has coaxed that stress out of his shoulders, loosened him up in a way alcohol hadn’t managed to in years.

But maybe it was you.

You, tucked against his side, thumbing slow circles into the back of his palm. The scent of your shampoo drifting through the breeze that passes his nose that has his heart rate slowing. Honestly, he didn’t want to pull this apart. Whether it was the fresh air or you by his side that had him relaxing for the first time in months (years?), it didn’t matter. Because he asked a stupid question, and he doesn’t really feel like taking it back.

“Leon, you’re drunk,” you scoff, shaking your head. As if kissing your superior was such a far fetched idea. Or maybe you just didn’t want to kiss him. He couldn’t blame you, he’s not sure he even bothered to pack a toothbrush when he sought out a direct flight to Colorado.

“I’m the most sober I’ve been in weeks, right now.”

In his defense, he was telling the truth. After arriving at that run down mug, he had made it his mission to slug back as much as he could before he had to leave. Because he knew this was coming — whether in the form of a text message detailing his next deployment, or with the arrival of military personnel — and he had stuck it to himself to ignore it for as long as possible. Started digging that hole of sweet silence into his subconscious the second he got his room key.

And yet…. Here he was. Sobered up and wanting. Forced to face the sad reality that he was lonely, damn it.

Alright, universe, you win. He’ll admit it. Why else would you be playing with his head like this? Those eyes, deep as the ocean, bright as the stars. Pretty lips that fill out so delicately, cheeks that look softer than anything he’s felt in months. You were the embodiment of something a man like him didn’t deserve, and no withdrawal could create the guttural rawness of the wound this reality inflicted on him.

You weren’t a daydream, and you weren’t an illusion. You were tangible, distantly so. And after having been dragged back down to earth, he needed something stronger than what was in his flask.

Chancing a glance over at him, it’s clear you’re debating with yourself. Your teeth tucking that sweet bottom lip under them, plush in how it swells ever so slightly under the pressure. Lashes fluttering when you search his features. He was definitely in better shape than you had found him this morning, silverware clinking and wobbling in his unsteady grip.

The sight almost made you want to slip them from his hands, cut his food up for him like a doting mother. Maybe guide a few bites past his lips like some guilt ridden caregiver, anything to bring some color back to his cheeks.

But you’d never say that out loud.

“… I believe you,” you hum, gaze shifting back up from the dip of his cupids bow. A shitty cover to ignore how you had just wondered how that scruff over it would feel against your mouth. “Just don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Yeah?” He dryly laughs, short and null of any real humor. “Just like how joining this god forsaken organization wasn’t either, right?”

Silence. Thick, drawn out.

Few people knew just how Leon ended up in the DSO, landed himself in such a comfortable place with the higher ups. And fewer knew why he stayed. It’s hard to really respond to that when you’re not part of that statistic.

“I’m sorry,” you find yourself muttering softly, turning away again. Shifting your focus back out to gaze over the town below, the traffic flow of patrons returning home, shops turning off lights.

“Don’t be. I’m being a dick right now.”

Leon forgot how snippy he could be during withdrawals nowadays. Made him feel like an overgrown baby, still stuck in his oral phase. That flask in his pocket might as well have become a pacifier, anything to keep him from spinning off the handle.

“You’re acting like one, yeah. Doesn’t make you one.”

Pausing, Leon glances at you, follows the line of your side profile for a moment. Studies the line of your nose, the slope of your top lip. Down and over the jut of your chin, the retreat of your jaw. He wanted to follow that track with the bridge of his nose, maybe press his lips to the hollow of your throat.

Fuck. Maybe he wasn’t nearly as sober as he thought.

Clearing his throat, he shakes his head, glances out in the general direction you’re looking in. Can’t help how he finds similarities between the slopes of the mountains and your face.

“I’m glad you think so.”

#HIIIII um sowwy I used this prompt as a punching bag :3 #me when pathetic depressed men: YIIPPEEEEE !!!!!! #blaming my moms poor choices of boyfriends in my formative years fr 💪 #yaps. ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚˚ #fairies. 𐦍 #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #vendetta leon x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil imagines