opened a fic to read earlier and didn't look at the tags when i went back to it and it was very confusing but i still got 3/4 of the way through before i realized i was picturing the wrong connor

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opened a fic to read earlier and didn't look at the tags when i went back to it and it was very confusing but i still got 3/4 of the way through before i realized i was picturing the wrong connor
watching naruto again as an adult is such a wild experience
am i yelling at my screen because of the blatant sexism ? yes
am I exasperated at how nonsensical the politics of the ninja world are ? yes
am I also bawling my eyes out because the murderous red-head kid overcomes his traumas and finally makes friends ? you know the answer
I remember having a dream where a guy was sum yandere obsessed with me
He wanted to put a collar with a leash around my neck and i was so disgusted by the concept that i woke up inside the dream n put it around his neck
STARTER FOR: @wrenched-in
(I highly suggest you check this blogs content warnings! As this roleplay we are doing will contain sensitive topics.)
There was shuffling. The sound of leaves being pushed to the side and being stepped on.
The sun had set, and it was now around dusk. He had originally planned to simply come out to the woods to collect some herbs and be back before the afternoon, but it appeared he had gotten lost along the way, leaving him completely stranded.
He had been walking for a while at this point, starting to get worn out from all the searching he had done to try and make his way back home. It was starting to seem like he wouldn’t have any luck, though. Especially with it getting dark outside, making it impossible to navigate.
…that was until he saw something in the distance. Light.
Light from what seemed to be some sort of cabin in the far distance.
Polite let out a sigh of relief he didn’t know he was holding in, hurrying his way over to the direction of the cabin.
Once he had gotten to the front of the cabin, he walked up the steps, reaching a hand out and knocking on the front door. He hoped someone would answer.
Yknow if Jax hadn't been traumatized to fear vulnerability...if Ribbit and Ragatha had actually respected his wishes to pretend those conversations never happened and didn't immediately bring them up to try to fix their mistakes...if only they were different people. But they're not. And I'm glad.
#KEEPITUGLY
I wish I didn’t get that stomach thing last weekend. Still getting back to normal. But lamenting it because I really just want big salads atm
To the straight women that were offended of being accused of fetishizing queer men, and insisted they were allies... I hope this means you aren't supporting that new hockey show that comes from an infamous lesbophobic author. Allyship also includes queer women.