Yes, I am a straight man. Yes, getting the shit beat out of me in an all-male mosh pit is an erotic experience for me. We exist
my bone to pick with the fated campaign (along with all of the better things to be mad about) is that it’s canonically like 1770 according to J*red.
My Good Bitch. what do YOU think the 1770s looked like. Because I think you just picked an era at random and landed on the end of ROCOCO. which is not how anyone was fucking dressed in that dumbass campaign.
and a very pleasant hello to the scythebelts enjoyers.
im gonna start a charity that will pair every “i hate small talk, tell me something deep” man with a homeless or elderly person who doesn’t often get a chance to talk with people. them mfs do not mess around. today a man told me that i had received 11 thousand blessings in the span of my lifetime without knowing my fucking name. and do you wanna know what? kevin was right. i have.
Tamaharu
Artist Joodles
i got two genres of comment responses on my fics it seems
“thabk u smm!!!! imm so glad u liked! ty-ty 4 the kudos!”
and
“anger is more comfortable than fear, in that way, because it washes away all insecurity; becoming a boiling, red-hot tide. ‘i am right and you are wrong’ is comforting to say, especially for children, who rarely get to be right in a world of grown-ups… that i’m-right-you’re-wrong sentiment quickly becomes: “i am better and you are lesser. i am normal and you are the freak. i deserve more, and you deserve less.” and the kids act that way with impunity, because their guardians never provide correction to that instinct and behavior path… because they’re just as scared.”
thinks about how people talk about pcos and starts doing this
GRIND NEVER STOPS
new chapters are up for “it’ll be alright” :)
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wake up gayboys you’re getting a fic tonight.
i am going to make a couple that is so luridly codependent.
Ebony Dark’ness, you will always be famous to me