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when i erase a word with a pencil where does it go
are you okay
They turn into those eraser shavings and then you swipe them off your desk and they land on the floor and someone steps on them and they stick on their shoe and eventually the person goes home so right now your word is at someones house
maybe its watching them take off their clothes yeah get it word
this fucking site i swear to godÂ
i was talking to friends who's main view of tumblr is that everything is sexualized on here. and when i said i do see that i also know that the most vocal groups of asexuals are on tumblr. eventually i realized how much of tumblr was de-sexualizing sex. like just saw a post of a gifset of a sexy lady smoking and tying up hands with the reblog text "me putting the little tag back on the bread bag" and so many posts are like that. just saying or talking about some sex shit in a completely neutral non-sexual manner. I was going in loops around my head trying to figure out why it was like this, something about being so used to nudity and sex and that's not shocking or even sexy anymore, until circling back to the fact that tumblr is full of asexuals and maybe the most respectful place of them. it was then a saw a poll (a post I CANNOT find again for the life of me but it was some type of sexuality poll or something) and was shocked by just how many people answering it were asexual, until I remembered this and went. oh. so yes everything on tumblr is sexualized but not even for sexualization's sake or for sexual satisfaction. its for the bit
uptopia in the making sporting my aspec siblings
Not every time Jack and Robby have sex goes off without a hitch.
Sometimes, Jack will be kissing him, touching him just as Robby does the same, and Robby's head will start to drown out with noise: don't deserve this, you don't deserve for him to touch you that way, get away, don't let him see, not worth this, only worth something when you're pleasuring him, him, him, pleasure him instead--
Robby pulls out of the kiss and slides quickly down to his knees, avoiding eye contact as the heavy sting of emotion fills his eyes. He blinks rapidly, trying to keep the tears from streaking out, because then Jack will know something is up. Robby doesn't speak, choking too hard on shame and guilt for thinking he deserves this or having a fleeting moment of worthiness.
He'll never be what Jack deserves, but Robby can do his best to absolve himself of this horrible desire for Jack's attention, his praise, his everything, Robby wants it all but he's not allowed to have it, not in his own mind. His shaky fingers work down Jack's zipper. The only thing that will make Robby feel better, soothe the bottomless pit in his soul, is by serving Jack, by making sure he has a good time and he's comfortable and he's enjoying this.
"Robby," Jack pants, fingers gripping Robby's hair; good, so he hasn't noticed. "Wait, man, hold on. Look at me."
Fuck. He did.
Robby doesn't look at him, but doesn't continue, of course, just stays there on his knees between Jack's splayed knees, hoping and waiting for Jack to lose the scent. Robby's fingers twitch with the urge to pull his jeans the rest of the way down, help get his leg off, make sure Jack doesn't have to lift a finger because he deserves that. Robby needs to give him that and do that for him, he needs it in order to feel okay about what Jack is letting him have, do, see.
"Are you okay, man? You went awful quiet." Jack's voice has calmed from that lustful panting. He gently tilts Robby's chin up, and Robby closes his eyes. He realizes now that the fist in his hair was to guide him away from Jack's dick, make sure Robby didn't just carry on.
"Look at me, please," Jack whispers softly, so warm and loving, and that only makes it worse, the tears stinging as they burst out, as Robby's eyes screw shut and he leans his forehead into Jack's thigh. He hides there as he sobs, as Jack's fingers tighten in his hair. "Whoa, hey, brother, are you- no, of course you're not okay, that's stupid. Hey, shh, I'm here. Not going anywhere. Just let it out, no good bottling it up."
He pets Robby's hair as he cries into Jack's jeans, and part of Robby wants to wrench himself away and continue to cry on his own, without the loving embrace of Jack's hands because he doesn't deserve that kind of comfort--but the rest of him simply isn't strong enough to do so.
"Talk to me," Jack murmurs after a minute, when Robby has calmed down a little bit. "What set you off, sweetheart?" He reserves that name only for the tenderest, most vulnerable moments between them, when Robby is raw like this, when Jack knows exactly what to say to comfort him. Robby doesn't deserve him, and he wishes he didn't need Jack so badly, but he knows he couldn't survive without him.
"Just want to please you," Robby whispers, because the aching hole in his soul just wants to get back to that, to pleasing Jack as a way to absolve himself. The only thing that will make him feel better. "Please, let me." He starts fumbling with the zipper again, but Jack gently takes his hand and threads their fingers together.
"That can wait," Jack says, eyes concerned now, and of course he doesn't understand, why would he if Robby didn't explain? "I would much rather lie down with you, just--let me hold you for a minute. We'll talk about this when you're up for it."
"No," Robby can't help but say, squeezing Jack's hand. "Don't deserve that."
Jack is silent for a moment, almost speechless, and then says, "You do, brother, you do. That's--god, that's fucking nothing from me. You really don't know how much I love you, do you? How I'd do anything for you, and holding you tight while you tell me what made you start sobbing during sex is not a chore? It's not, Robby, it's not."
He takes Robby's face in his hands and tilts it up to look at him again with a soft, reassuring smile. "I swear, brother. Now come here. I'm not going anywhere until we talk this out."
He pulls Robby up into bed with him, and that dangerous sound of hope appears in Robby's mind yet again. The hope that he might, someday, somehow, be worthy of this man.
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kill the imposter syndrome in your head because not only is there someone out there doing it worse than you, theyâre also using chat gpt to do it
Damn fuck I really can't think of a single popular uprising in the entire history of Russia how about you?
westerners: racism is bad also did you know that every single living person in russia china north korea iran and cuba are not only ontologically evil but brainwashed stupid and soulless too âïžâșïž
this is so late renaissance early mannerism. the controversial male nudity? the lighting and value on the figure of emphasis?? him bathed in light and placed ABOVE while the police are clad in dark and BELOW?? Uh HES HITTING THE CONTRAPPOSTO??
On one hand: this imagery touches on themes of freedom vs oppression and how in shedding the various layers of shame placed upon us by the regime we can transcend to a higher place above the forces that seek to hold us to unjust societal standards.
On the other hand: cheeks out at the Krispy Kreme.
and they were tomb mates
here's the full 2 page comic i did for @batfamilyzine ft. little richard sneaking away from a boring gala!! đ€žââïž
I think about this cake every day
sorry for exposing your tags but this is hilarious
OP, I hope you donât mind me making an addition:
When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as weâd done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake youâd write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, âHappy Birthday Courtneyâ. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.
The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name âJuanâ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (Iâve never seen âMileyâ without the E, either, but itâs believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where Iâm one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?
This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me âCourtney Mily Jaun Pabloâ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.
I love a botched cake.
one time me and some pals spotted one of those big cookie cakes in a store. it was done up with red icing and little X's for kisses and in the middle it said
No One Like You
now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"
for ages after when we'd wind each other up we'd declare "NO ONE LIKE YOU âčïžđ"
I just feel like it's important to post the Sacred Texts
The Cake Wrecks blog is one that I miss.
sometimes a theme recurs in your work without your permission. and sometimes it reaches a threshold where you're like. well now i think this is saying something about me against my will. don't know what though
"It's the guy from all those weird YouTube kids videos!"
whenever one of my posts is tagged #fave or whatever i like to take a look around in there, check the curation and all that, see how prestigious the club i've been inducted into is
Cersei and Tyrion when Jaime renounced his inheritance to join the Kingsguard then assassinated the king
Oat milk was discovered much more recently than you may have known. Like many now-familiar technologies, it was found by accident during the Apollo program when NASA learned what a zero-g environment does to goat milk.
i hate how much people care about their ships being "canon" now. spirk fans didn't publish zines full of fanfics in the 70s only for modern fandom to grovel at the knees of corporations and beg for things to be canon. use your imaginations, don't allow billionaires to think for you.
