An eclectic witch who just wants to live in the forest amongst the moss and trees (22)
Banger after banger after banger
finally, the british begin to understand the american lust for Large Sugary Drinks
my armenian father getting angry at a squirrel
“you are. stealink…. my nuts…”
I think about this video all the time
I can't believe that we have to say this but horror genre is supposed to be fucked up, grotesque, disgusting and deeply unsettling. It is supposed to make you feel deeply uncomfortable and unsafe. And the point of it is that you reach catharsis through the negative emotions it makes you feel. It can also has funny, absurd or tragic elements but the heart of this genre is terror and disgust. it is called fucking HORROR and it is 100% understandable that you don't like horror genre but saying shit like "if you enjoy Saw you are abnormal" is just funny. Maybe YOU are the one who dislikes horror. Have you ever thought of that
As an example, I don't really enjoy slasher or gorn subgenres because they simply don't cater to what I look for in horror, as I lean into more psychological/paranormal subgenres. And this is MY PREFERENCE, and if I said "If you enjoy Cannibal Holocoust or Friday the 13th you are a freak :'(" just because I don't enjoy them, it would make me look like a dumbass. If you are looking for something silly and cute, then mayyyyyyyyybe horror is not the genre you are looking for.
as soon as the internet decided depression and anxiety were the everyman mental illnesses and therefore not to be taken seriously we were all fucked tbh bc the fact that i have to feel embarrassed to admit i have debilitating anxiety because people will think im just an uwu dont call me out coward is ridiculous. its insane that i have to clarify that my depressive episodes are like life threatening and not whatever dipshit dumbed down idea of depression people seem to have like oh yeah i just wanna watch netflix and eat ice cream and not text people back. like bro i think im the devil
like maybe depression and anxiety are household names now but they do still kill people. like. theres a reason they fucking kill people.
being cosmically "insignificant" doesnt even matter like its not important......... like literally lets enjoy a strawberry
Someone doesn't want to fight. Oh well.
I took reference from this painting, called "Germanic warrior with helmet" by Osmar Schindler.
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Pairing: Pre-Serum!Steve Rogers x Reader
Warnings: None for now, will update every chapter.
Chapter Summary: Steve Rogers is the love of your life, but neither of you know it yet.
Word Count: 3.3K
Masterlist: Coming Soon
Special thank you to @fictional-affairs for plotting with me over pre-serum Steve ideas and everyone else in the Smut Hub discord that inspired me to write this series.
November 17, 1936
You hadn’t really known much about Steve Rogers prior to his mother dying. He was your neighbor, the same age as you and you’d gone to high school together but had never talked much. Both of you were barely 18 by the time Sarah Rogers passed. Your own mother had gone the year before, so you could empathize with what he was going through. After your mother died, you could barely bring yourself to leave the house and you knew that Steve was probably feeling a similar way, despite the whole strong and silent demeanor he was trying to give off.
Even you could admit you’d been bothering the hell out of that poor man since his mother died last month. Nothing too bad, you just wanted to make sure he was fed and taking care of himself. You knew he had a laundry list of ailments and while he seemed to be managing well enough, you supposed that everyone needed a bit of help. God knows you needed help when your mother passed, but at least you had your older brother to lean on. Steve didn’t have any other family that you knew of.
