huh

i think people are starting to confuse class analysis with bioessentialism. like... no not all men do this, but Men as a constructed social class do do this. that's still okay to say. that is regular material analysis of the world around us.

little known fact about me i was actually isekai'd into this world from the video game world. i used to be a peggle orb

i would totally watch entire episodes of this

Let’s not forget how david is just egging her to continue despite the fact that the line doesn’t make sense anymore. And that yay at the end fuck 🤣😂

LOL @amberarmedheart

under my totalitarian regime being a housewife will not be allowed. you WILL become an accomplished scientist

it's instinct for him to stretch his neck and he doesn't think about it until the wound pulls and pain shoots up to his eye. he tries to turn his head and gasps through the burn and chides himself for the move. chides himself further for what got him there in the first place. half of his face is still numb and where it isn't the pain is dizzying and if he closes his eyes that makes it worse: the cloying, acrid taste of blood in his mouth, a voice he isn't familiar with overlapped by one he hasn't heard in years. hands holding him on his side to keep him from choking and drowning and hands cradling his face, gloves slick and cold and a thumb dug into a plate. his neck is on fire and the bandage itches and a hand hovers over the mandible he has to check is still there. his hearing is still slightly muffled to coincide with it, something they assured him the cybernetics were for once his body had time to adjust to them properly, and he drops his hand, waiting for the pain to subside. it calms slowly, aching like a bruise or emotion he hasn't wanted to name for years, and he settles for a slow tilt, swallowing back the lingering taste of blood on the back of his tongue and turning back to his console.