Thursday, July 24, 2014
I’ve just like completely had it with dealing with “friends” who are so busy projecting ideas onto me and worrying about me being a “good friend” to them that they can’t be bothered to actually try and be respectful of my feelings like this is a two-way street you don’t get to tell me how we’re really good friends and then get hurt and upset because I haven’t become a completely different person to match your definition of friendship that’s not how it works
The single most delightful implication of Dashcon is that now somebody is going to inevitably have to explain to a lawyer, probably several lawyers, and in turn, possibly an entire courtroom, what fandom is, what tumblr is, and all the ins and outs related to them.
this is probably the only sex gif i will ever reblog, because for some reason i feel like it’s more than just sex. i don’t know if it’s how they’re actually looking at one another or the way they can’t get close enough. he’s actually looking at her like a person and not just a sex object.
but then again, it could be all in my head. i mean, this is how i would want it to be. but that’s just me.
was he supposed to do a jump there
or is this like… what they planned from the begining
i despise you and your political philosophy and also your blog is terrible?
like i only occasionally blog about politics, but i do very much believe capitalism must be destroyed and global international communism must be established, so like…. why is it confusing that i don’t want you following my blog.
You may “believe” that capitalism should be destroyed, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t the most successful economic model in human history, and has to led to the most successful civil societies in history. You may “believe” that international communism is “necessary”, but that such a system can’t compete with capitalism is historically evident, that it doesn’t work is well established, and that any citizen with even a half way decent life would reject any proposed decline in their standard of living, through violence, is obvious. I won’t fault you for holding these misguided beliefs as much as you fault me for my correct ones.
What the fuck is going on in this post
putting on head phones when your volume is at 100%
please don’t make people with depression feel guilty for their lack of interest in things or their inability to motivate themselves please and thank you goodbye
on that note, please don’t make people with anxiety feel guilty about their inability to do tasks you deem simple and literally call them children and tell them to grow up because of it
Season Two, Episode Eight: The Dark Age
Oooff. I remember this episode disturbing me so much when it first came out. You know when you’re a kid and you can’t fathom the idea that adults have lives? Yeah, young me totally didn’t want to think about Giles and his weird orgy demon.
Anyways, Ethan is back (I’m okay with it) and the Scoobies finally learn about our pal Ripper (I’m going to need an HQ version of that picture of Anthony Stewart Head Sex-Pistol-ing). Eyghon, the demon that Giles and his buddies used to get high in their twenties (kids those days) goes around killing the posse and eventually infects Jenny. No worries though, because Angel’s weird dead body kills the demon. At the end of the day, Giles is sad, Jenny is weirded out and Buffy has a sweet new neck tat. By Sunnydale standards, that’s not so bad.
Eyghon/Jenny is a gouache and ink illustration on watercolor paper.
"I like you. And so, I shall give new power to the bow you wield. Ice Arrows can freeze the hottest of flames, and Fire Arrows can melt the coldest ice."