that eye motif though

you just know vash pierced his own ear

ok but like. he was absolutely by himself when he did it. and it’s something He himself did. alone. he decided to do it and did it, without help, amidst everything. probably in the bathroom of some shitty inn with horrible lighting, really late at night, when he just could not fucking relax. and it was something he wanted to do for awhile but, in that instant, actually doing it was a spur of the moment thing. he had the stuff on hand— not the BEST tools to use but like, fuck it. the pain was fleeting but his hands were steady. it was something that was his. always grounding to look at and remember. it’s something that will be there forever and hurt but it was something HE did. for himself. and that’s relieving. comforting. it’s his. and he can look in the mirror and see it. knowing that. whatever

similarly to how you should never trust gamers with a nonbinary character i feel like you can also never trust a fandom with an aroace character. whether it's explicitly canon or implied it just ends up the same

every time an allo person wants to ship an aroace spec coded character they should write an essay with MLA format citations on how this serves the themes of the story and is necessary for the character and how their ship is any different than the relationships said character already has and they should also send $500 dollars minimum to at least one aroace person in their fandom

"but people can do whatever they want!!!" i don't caaaaaare go examine your biases and cry about it or i'm blowing both of us up

I'm just pulling your chain. I mean yanking your leash. I mean jerking you off. uh I mean I'm just messing around with you,

The Murderbot Diaries are a power fantasy about being aromantic and still developing extremely important dedicated emotionally intimate partnerships where you are a top priority in a person's life, equal to their other family or romantic attachments despite your own emotional difficulties. And having guns in your arms

I’m the first and last person in my bloodline with a tumblr blog

i have an insatiable hunger for connection and an inescapable urge to isolate myself from others and they play catch with my mortal soul like it’s some kind of bean bag or something

Wdym the snugstones aren’t warm toned wdym its colordropped to qifrey’s eye colors exact. There was no closet to begin with, it was just a room filled with qifrey’s pictures and a quote saying do it for him in the centre

"Friends with benefits" and the benefit is being my friend :)

We can also fuck nasty or whatever