This Country Sucks Ass

this might be controversial, but i hate keigo takami so much. and not in a cuteness aggression way.

im genuinely sad he didn’t die in the end.

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

fuccing snuff films.

like to charge reblog to cast

do yall think mikasa is the type to name her first son after her first love? i’m 90% sure she and jean are canon. and that makes me wonder if jean is the type to name his first son after his dead best friend. would they fight about it? marco eren or eren marco? i wonder about these things.

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

nanami actually came back from shibuya safe and sound and took this cutie home with him

𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑺

𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘚𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘖𝘕 𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘛'𝘚 𝘙𝘌𝘓𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘗 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘔𝘌𝘕

𝘙𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘏𝘌𝘙!𝘝𝘐𝘖𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘟 𝘍𝘈𝘙𝘔 𝘖𝘞𝘕𝘌𝘙!𝘖𝘊

𝘊𝘞: 𝘔𝘖𝘋𝘌𝘙𝘕 𝘈𝘜, 𝘖𝘊 𝘐𝘚 𝘉𝘓𝘈𝘊𝘒, 𝘕 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘋 𝘜𝘚𝘌 (𝘪'𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦), 𝘐𝘕𝘍𝘐𝘋𝘌𝘓𝘐𝘛𝘠 (𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘤), 𝘚𝘔𝘈𝘓𝘓 𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘚𝘛, 𝘚𝘖𝘔𝘌 𝘚𝘜𝘎𝘎𝘌𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘝𝘌 𝘓𝘈𝘕𝘎𝘜𝘈𝘎𝘌, 𝘍𝘓𝘜𝘍𝘍, 𝘖𝘊 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘒𝘐𝘋𝘚

𝘞𝘊: 1,374

𝘔.𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛

✧ carmen was married and pregnant when she met violet for the first time.

✧ her husband, joseph, had hired a few ranch hands to help out on their in-the-middle-of-nowhere farm after their son was born.

✧ carmen didn’t interact with violet much, seeing as the farm was joseph’s territory and she focused more on the garden in her front yard.

✧ they had a routine:

“good morning, violet.”

✧ carmen would sit on her porch every morning and get some fresh air. after her youngest was born, she would do her first feeding of the day there.

“morning, doll. told ya you can call me vi.”

✧ and that was that.

✧ when violet and loris first started tending to the animals, carmen offered to prepare lunch for them. joseph they said it was unnecessary.

✧ everything was relatively simple and easy going until carmen found out joseph had cheated on her.

✧ tbh saying he cheated is putting it lightly. that man had a whole other family in the city. two girls around the same age as her sons with some woman carmen had never even heard of.

✧ the divorce was quick and easy, what with the irrefutable evidence.

✧ afterwards, the relationship between carmen and violet bloomed fairly quickly.

✧ violet and loris took carmen up on the lunch. home cooked meals on top of the paycheck? yes please!

✧ carmen’s boys spent a lot of time outside with the horses. joshua, at eight years old, had just started learning to ride. two year old charlie just liked to follow his big brother around.

✧ with joshua and charlie spending so much time with violet and uncle ‘oris, as he’d affectionately been dubbed, carmen started joining them.

✧ there was one time in particular when carmen was braiding joshua’s hair on the back of their wraparound porch. violet was rinsing her hands at the water hose when charlie toddled up to her, asking if she’d braid his hair.

“i don’t know if your mama would be okay with me messing with your hair, little man, plus i-”

“oh no, you’re fine. just wash your hands first.”

“… i’m actually not much of a braider. my sister learned, but i’m no good.”

✧ the genuine heartbreak plastered on charlie’s face felt like a punch to violet’s gut. she left work that day and asked her friend mel to teach her how to braid.

✧ almost everyday, violet could feel carmen’s deep brown eyes staring at her at some point. initially she thought she’d done something to upset her employer, but whenever she turned to catch the woman’s eye, karmen would turn away, almost hiding.

✧ and that oh, i've fucked up turned into oh, she’s totally into me.

✧ violet had always been attracted to carmen. it wasn’t just her deep brown skin or her coily hair. it wasn’t the curve of her hips or the swell of her breasts. it wasn’t even her ass.

✧ while she appreciated all of those things, it was carmen’s gentle personality that did it for violet. it was her maternal instinct. her soft voice, her laugh, even her grimace when loris let the family dog lick him in the face.

✧ as time passed, violet began to test the waters.

✧ a pet name here, a brush past her waist there. not enough to get her fired, but just enough to gauge carmen’s reaction.

✧ almost a year after carmen’s divorce, she and violet were outside drinking from a bottle of wine when the tension came to a head.

“violet, i-”

“told you to call me vi, doll.”

“… vi. i have a question.”

“shoot.”

“have you ever… been with a woman?”

✧ violet smirked.

“emotionally or physically?”

✧ carmen, thrown off guard by the vulgar implication of the question, was stuck opening and closing her mouth like a fish. at her reaction, violet laughed.

“honey, have you met me? that’s like asking does a fish need water!”

✧ carmen turned away as she felt her face heat up. the numerous pert names had been a thing for a while but they still got to her.

“so, yes then?”

“yes, carmen. i’ve been with a woman before. have you?” she could hear the smugness in violet’s voice. she shook her head no.

“do you wanna be?”

✧ carmen looked up, eyes wide. bold much?

✧ long story short, carmen ended up with a girlfriend after that.

✧ for a while, she was so stuck on the fact that she was dating someone who was working for her.

“it feels like i’m paying you to be with me, vi.”

“baby, listen to me. you and i both know what i’m being paid for. us being together doesn’t change my work schedule, and it doesn’t change my pay rate. it doesn’t change anything.”

✧ and even though it made sense logically, carmen couldn’t shake the nagging.

✧ violet’s only solution was find another job. and while it upset carmen to not get to see violet as much, she felt it was the best thing to ease her conscience.

✧ for a few months, the two women were in their honeymoon phase.

✧ one weekend, while the boys were visiting their dad and sisters (there’s three now), carmen was preparing dinner while she waited for violet to come over when she got a call from her ex husband.

“hello?”

“why the fuck is my son telling me you laying up with somebody around my kids?”

“i don’t know, but you need to watch how you talk to me-”

“nah, because you got me fucked up if you think you finna have some nigga in my kids’ face.”

“and you got me fucked up if you think you’re gonna call my phone and talk to me like you’re crazy. what i do in my house is my business, and if you must know, i’m not laying up with any nigga.”

“then who the fu… wait. you telling me you fucking on some bitch? you a dyke now?”

“joseph, i’m only saying this once. i am a grown woman living in my own house paying my own bills. you don’t get to cheat on me and have not one but two babies on me, and then criticize what i do after i leave you. i deal with you because you are my sons’ father. our relationship doesn’t go beyond that. i didn’t call you showing my ass when joshua told me that girl was living in your house or that she was having another baby because i trust you to do right by your kids. you need to trust me to do the same. now, if you would like to talk civilly about my partner’s presence around my sons, then feel free to talk to me about that. if not, you have no reason to call me unless it has to do with the wellbeing of our children,” and then she hung up.

✧ when violet showed up that night, she didn’t expect to find carmen bawling her eyes out on her couch.

✧ violet sat carmen on her lap and listened to all of her woes. personally, she had always been comfortable with who she was and if anyone had anything bad to say, fuck them. however, she understood that carmen was coming from a different place, one violet had never been in.

“there’s always gonna be someone with something to say, love. that doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong and it doesn’t mean you need to change for anyone. not your family, not your friends, not your ex, not me. only change for yourself.”

✧ after a year, violet moved in with carmen and her kids. the boys, now ten and four, were ecstatic.

“so is this like getting another mama? do we call you mama, too?”

“yay! mama vi!”

“… you boys can call me whatever you feel comfortable with.”

✧ for the next few years, they had a steady routine. carmen would make breakfast, everyone would get ready for the day, violet would get started on taking care of the animals (she quit her janky job after she moved into the house), and once the day was over, carmen and violet would make sure the boys’ hair was ready for the next day.

✧ nothing changed much over the years except for the diamond ring that sat on carmen’s left hand.

𝘰𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘵 𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘶𝘮, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺: 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘴4 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴. 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘣𝘪𝘪𝘪𝘪 (≧∇≦)/

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

i need help.

modern transmasc choso with a transfemme significant other has been consuming my every waking thought and for whyyyy

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

i’ve always been a chest hair kinda girl 😮‍💨

feelin’ like a sex symbol

mizu is so effortlessly funny

why is she posted up like fucking spiderman, yall don’t know how much i love her.

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢