DPDR Culture Is Realizing You Don't Actually Remember What It Feels Like To Not Be Dissociating, And

This is now my new favorite best friend duo

craving love and butterflies in a "I can't believe this person loves me as much as I love them" way and not in a "I want them to bend me over" way

tumblr is kinda cool bc its so full of cool nerdy people that every time I see someone on here being homophobic, sexist or weirded out by nerdy stuff I just think "then what the fuck are you doing on this app that is literally made of weird queer people"

no, i loved the way their dynamic played out and loving platonic relationships between men and women (also i read yelena as asexual but that just me)

will i be crucified if i say i prefer bob and yelena’s dynamic platonically over romantically…

if I have two barbie dolls and make them kiss that's MY business and Mattel has no say in which of MY barbie dolls im allowed to make kiss

“ships should at least make sense.” no. ships can make sense, sure. but they’re just fictional characters we play with for fun. they’re fantasies, not a fucking thesis paper. so no, they don’t always have to make sense. they just have to make you happy (or horny).

let people enjoy (fictional) things however they want to enjoy.

so apparently men put their dih on one side in their pants?? like either left or right of the seam against their leg?? apparently the majority are dressing left?? I DIDNT KNOW THIS WAS A THING

miscalculated how much caffeine i needed for today’s work day and now i emit a buzzing sound through the entire office

i have been reading fanfiction for a long time now and I have seen loads of ethical and unethical, well written and badly written, copy and paste and need and revolutionary tropes but I don't think I hate anything more than when people write a deeply traumatized character that then infantilized and being portrayed as cute and adorable and innocent and desireable. It feels so disrespectful to actual victims of crime and violence for their hardships to be turned into a fetish trope.

is there a better way to spend a day off getting wine drunk and crying over Peter Parker Angst?

legitimately my first feminist awakening as a ten year old child was realizing that girls were expected to respect “boy stuff” but boys were never expected to respect “girl stuff”