me: *looks at ocs i made 4 years ago*
me: we can rebuild them. we have the technology
Yesssss!!! It’s so good!!!
I SIGNED A PETITION TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN. IF I HAVE EVER DONE ANYTHING IN MY LIFE, IT WAS TO HELP TURN THIS ONE PARK IN VANCOUVER CANADA INTO DUDE CHILLING PARK
- Chapter 5
"Do you want another drink?"
"I’d like you to take me home and make me bleed, actually."
Warnings for: Sexual aggression, ball busting, consensual battery
"Felix, stop fidgeting." Locus was shifting on his feet outside a dark building, a popular merc bar, trying to help Felix get all the jitters out before he stepped into a brand new world. "My networking guy is going to meet with you and he hates being late. It’s hard to get him to meet new clients.”
Today’s gender of the day is: a snake very excited for Christmas.
Never say that you “don’t care” about a person’s orientation, gender, disabilities, illnesses, ethnicity, religion, or any other aspect of their identities
Because all of those things are inherently a part of that person and their identity and by “not caring” about those things you are saying that you don’t care about them as a person, and also erasing important aspects of them
"Not caring" is not the same as being accepting, and it is certainly not respectful
I follow the right amount of people where I see no actual drama on my dash but I see everyone talking about it
Locus always accompanying Felix to the tattoo parlour whenever he decides to get a new one done. Cause Felix’s skin is sorta like Locus’ armour.
Felix and Locus utterly respecting each other’s identities.
(Disclaimer: I love Capaldi)
THIS IS MY FAVORITE THING.
Saturday morning, over 1,000 people march for justice for Michael Brown.
Locus digging through Felix’s heaps of clothes trying to find a particular sweater, and coming across the most ridiculous shirts, with the most ridiculous phrases and designs. One of them just has a glittery cartoon dick. Another is covered in multicoloured beads. Another has leather and studs all over it. Another looks like someone messily cut the bottom half off.
And Locus just stops searching to study them. Trying to figure out why the fuck Felix, a trained deadly mercenary who hardly has spare time to play dress up, needs all this ridiculous clothing.
And he finally just decides to catalog it with the same reason Felix needs bright orange in his hair, black eyeliner and pretty tattoos.
~*~Shannon McCormick Appreciation Squad 2kForever~*~
"you’re too easily amused"
yeah god forbid someone find joy and amusement in something even if it’s something silly and be genuinely happy when they frequently feel upset and like shit