I Will Not, Who The Fuck Do You Think You Are 🤨

lemme clear some shit up cuz this is pmo now.

no oracle, priest/priestess, medium or witch faithful to a serious spiritual tradition can foresee the future, nor can they enter the minds of men with tarot cards. tarot is a language meant to decipher the PRESENT, as in what your CURRENT trajectory in life is and how ur actions can create potential outcomes. it is a tool meant for self-discovery and shadow integration, NOT stupid shit like whether ur favorite idol or artist has this amount of anime figurines in their room or whether they've met someone or not. the cards can indicate hints at experiences that will come to pass, but they are not set in stone because we're freewilled thinking creatures and every single action we take creates a new future. stop talking to readers who only deal in fandom culture, that's not a reader, that's a fanatic.

fandoms are really weird because why the hell I just saw this post of someone asking this “tarot card” reader if hyunjin met a certain person and she reply “yeah they definitely did met”. Fandoms from all types have weird people but I have to say that kpop is a different level of weird, from assuming their idols are dating someone just because they wrote a certain song, or if they go to the same gym as someone or even asking online alleged tarot readers about their personal/sexual life.

i’m not really into tarot, but i do think it can be interesting in its own way. but yeah, people acting like they know really specific stuff like that is wild. i’ve also seen tiktoks of people using astrology and whatnot to talk about skz members being dominant or submissive in the bedroom like. what are we doing

*collective fandom sigh* ya bud, we know

Imagine already thinking you're the thing that gets everything you love killed and then your best friend confesses his romantic feelings for you and the act of saying "I love you" to you specifically is what gets him killed? Yeah I'd be sobbing in the corner too I'd never get back up actually

On rainy days, Katsuki aches.

His right knee hurts from when he blew it out on his first solo mission fresh out of U.A. Chasing a sludge villain of all things, how fucking ironic. But, what can he say? He was too over eager and got thrown into the side of building. He shattered the bone and ruptured a tendon. Stupid.

His left elbow screams at him because of that time he sparred with Kirishima. His arm ended up bent in a direction it should not have ever been be able to bend, snapping the bone clean off of his radius (forearm.)

Sometimes, he even has to take out his hearing aides because his ears are too damn sensitive! The material pisses him off and makes his inner ear throb something fierce.

Katsuki’s list of past injuries runs on and on and fucking on. The rain brings them to life and reminds him of all the stupid mistakes he’s made. Or the lives he’s saved. It’s bittersweet, he just wishes he didn’t have to pop ibuprofen like candy on these gloomy, pouring cats and dogs kind of days.

Although, the chronic pain fades into something more bearable when you’re there. When you come in through the front door, shaking the rain from your hair, and lift up a takeout bag of his favorite food with an excited grin.

You start to speak with what Katsuki’s knows is animation, but he points to his ears and shakes his head. No matter, because your face softens and you sign to him instead. It’s clumsy, a bit too quick, and Katsuki’s heart melts each time he sees it.

You learned just for him, after all.

You’ll throw blankets in the dryer to warm them up, change into your comfy clothes, and snuggle up with him on the couch. Devoured and empty food containers litter the coffee table. Katsuki struggles to keep his eyes open under warm blankets and with a full belly. So, you nap.

You’ll even rub all his sore joints if he’s really feeling rough.

So, yeah, on rainy days, Katsuki aches. He throbs and twinges and wishes he could chop his fucking leg off.

But having you by his side to help him through it? He’d raw dog these rainy days if it meant you’d never leave him.

master list

had some fun drawing random batfam headcanons (pt 1? let's see how it goes)

he's me im him

I can’t stop laughing omg

listen.

I grew up in a circus (brazilian romany performing arts). I climbed those silks every goddamn day until i was 7, and i sure as fuck did NOT get whatever training is necessary to catch a GODSDAMNED METEORITE WITH MY THICC THIGHS.

dickie i think that was batsy what taught u that, not the circus 😭

What

ILL WIRITE A WOWMAN LIEK THAT

I wish there were more dark academia books with strong, morally gray women characters.

I don't want a noble and good character. I want one who will do whatever it takes to get what they want.

Yet a character like that is almost always a man. I rarely get see women written like that.

Monster High: Why Do Ghouls Fall in Love? (2012) + Letterboxd Reviews

Made some things again