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he had to jump in the ballpit to cool off after getting all airplane ears over a treat puzzle that proved a little too advanced

moshroom

he's done this a few times now. the ball pit actively soothes him when he gets mad over puzzles. i could learn something from this

moshroom

dragongirlsnout

Have you ever considered that Sisyphus might've just been in for the love of the game? My bus driver hits the same curb every morning

nanzznanzz

The fool!

parsonkenny101-deactivated20161

blondeninazenik

All y'all better be reblogging this

ruby-dooby-doo-22

PERIOD. I WON’T TOLERATE BIGOTS 🖕🏻

memeuplift

depsidase

faustique

there's a special place in my heart for people who made an effort to be my friend regardless of how quiet or distant i can get at times

altorinaart

I drew some of the regions of Teyvat

cutecipher

it really is annoying as hell how someone will talk about how poor people can't avoid ethically dubious products because of how being poor works and then someone with a two story house in the suburbs will take that to mean they can order harry potter books through a drone delivery from amazon and if you criticize that you're a bigot

branchfromroots

I think people want to replace screen addiction with lots of hobbies/reading/activity because we are used to the overstimulation. and I get it. you have to wean. but toss in some staring at the floor while you're at it. add some quiet nothing time to ur schedule

herssian

people who don't use or spend time on tumblr don't really understand how solid this place is for creatives and how we could be living in artist utopia if they fully undid the nsfw ban. the tag system? the dashboard? the silly anons who will send you the most insane sentences known to mankind? having your very old, shitty art make the rounds again because somebody finds value from it and wants to show their friends? no other place even comes close

lavenderprose

I love how some fics are called shit like "They Only Shoot The Birds Who Cannot Sing" and it's like the most insane porn you're ever read and then some fics are called Spit On Me and it's 18,000 words of the most achingly id-scratching prose you've ever read and they're both. They're both so fucking good. thank God for fanfiction.

yikimiki

you know what’s fucking insane? Making dark content creators revive their trauma just to explain to you why they write what they write; making dark content creators feel guilty about writing about problematic tropes as if they agree with it; making dark content creators a victim of your self-righteous, self-congratulatory anger just because you actively engage in content you’re not fond of instead of ignoring it. please log off

yikimiki

you don’t walk out of a horror movie thinking that the director supports killing people. you don’t read books about true crime or even crime solving mysteries and think that the author approves whatever the hell happens in there. dark content exists not only in real life but in fiction, and it’s not because writers want to experiment with it in fictional and controlled environments that they’re promoting those behaviors. this is bonkers to me. completely off the wall. if you cannot engage in a story without having to see blatant and stereotypical good vs evil and the bad guys losing, then I’m sorry for you. what the fuck.

also, warnings are there for a reason. if you read the warnings and still choose to engage in that story, knowing that there are triggering topics for you, it’s not the author’s fault. Simple as that. Their responsibility is to put proper tags on their works, and it’s on the reader if they wish to proceed or not. No one is holding you at gunpoint and making you read anything.

also. block tags and keywords. Filter your searches. and if you’re under the age of eighteen, go do your homework or something.

yikimiki

also, probably the most controversial opinion to come out of this post: your fave anime boy isn’t real. And this is coming from neurodivergent girl who has a blog solely to write reader inserts. They’re a bunch of lines and traits that someone imagined. They’re not hurting, they’re not real people. You can put them in whichever context you want and it doesn’t matter. So if you’re putting the fictitious feelings of an anime character in front of actual people just writing for fun... I cannot stress this enough: log off.

galactic-mayhem

saw this on pinterest but i think it belongs here too

vinnie-vindictive

this will never not be important

suguwu

aftermath

Getou Suguru shows up on your doorstep. It’s not the first time, but when you look at him, at the blood spattered across his clothing, you think it might be the last.

There will be consequences when the dust settles, you know.

You let him in anyway.

notes: i think a lot about suguru and the immediate/direct aftermath of his final mission for jujutsu tech, particularly in regards to him suddenly having two traumatized little girls to take care of. i don’t think he has any remorse about his actions at all, but there’s still a lot for him to process.

word count: 1.8k

as always, minors & ageless blogs dni.

gn!reader, major jjk spoilers (gojo’s past arc), child abuse, implications/references to institutionalization and mass murder, vulnerable suguru/he’s kinda in shock, non-sexual nudity/intimacy, bathing/washing, angst, some hurt/comfort (maybe?)

“Hey.”

Sometimes you wish you were capable of shutting the door in Getou Suguru’s face, but you know you never will be. Not even when you should.

He’s serene on your doorstep, his shoulders loose, but that smile of his—polite in name only, a sweet tilt of his lips with a kiss of smugness tucked into the corner of his mouth, flickering into something more and more real the longer you know him—is missing.

The air tastes sharp, like the first bite of an ozone-thick summer storm. You think of the slowing spin of a top, of the final bobbles of it, the promise of a fall.

Because Suguru wears the future on his face. It’s in the brutal calm of the set of his mouth. It’s in the keen edge of his vulpine eyes, gone wine-dark. And while he’s scrubbed away the worst of it, there’s a thick streak of blood going tacky on his temple, already fading into a rusty brown.

Something behind your ribs starts to crack open.

(Sometimes you think all sorcerers begin to grieve before they even know what they’ve lost.)

He is holding hands with two little girls.

#wow just wow #this is dark and bittersweet and beautiful #geto suguru my beloved