"You Mean To Tell Me, I Whored Myself Out For Attention And You Give Me Nothing!?"

"You mean to tell me, I whored myself out for attention and you give me nothing!?"

--Asmodeus to Solomon, probably.

OK, I'm done spamming, but look

When Ruby and Yang return Home

Ruby: these are my girlfriends

Penny and Weiss holding hands: Hello!

Yang:[Showing off] These are my girlfriends

Blake holding Nora back from running off: Nice to see you again-- Nora, stop!

Taiyang Xiao Long: Do we tell them?

Qrow: no.

Ironwood:

Winter: yes.

Welp-- We warned Mari.

I dont return to tumblr for like a year??? And MLB season 4 has left the fandom in tears, what did I miss.

Am I wrong though?

What show feels incredibly Queer, but tries to fool the viewers? I'll start:

Teen Wolf.

Cruel Monsters

Locked up from the moment he was born; from the moment his cries deafened the doctor's ears, stripped of all his rights since the day he could walk: His names, his possessions, his very identity, stolen. His existence erased by those sworn to look after him. They sealed him away in the darkest corner of the mansion. The maids, the butlers, the younger children were told the third floor was cursed. No one ever dared to look for him. His cries were known to be the cursed singing of a banshee, the door rattling, labelled the persistent attacks of a vengeful demon. He became labelled a malevolent phantom. Forgotten as the years went by

That was the life of Ares Vaughn-Fallen.

Love. Kindness. Warmth, were feelings experienced only in books. Anger. Hatred. Sadness -- those were the emotions which spilled from the pages of writing, down the bleeding walls, sliding up his body; drowning him in its grasp.

He knew nothing except the feeling of the hard mattress pressing against his back. His eyes knew no colour except the white of the walls around him, a shade darkened by the black curtains that covered the windows, blocking his source of light. He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen the sky. Felt the sun's rays blinding him. He remembered falling asleep, smelling his rotting flesh. He didn’t think he would miss the plain walls, the haunting curtains, but as his eyes refused to open, felt his physical body get dragged out with little care, he wished to escape the dark world forced upon him. A cold, unrelenting darkness.

His routine changed.

A scream woke him from his slumber. The darkness had gone. As his eyes locked with those of his saviour, he remembered how bright the sun truly was.

Kindly, step on me?

I have come to the realization that I have not shown enough love this week. Thus, I shall proceed to simp.

Women <3333333!

That's the post.