#But is terrible at giving advice

[thestarwarslesbian]

Bail: Obi. I can't BELIEVE Breha suggested asking you of all people for help with this, but I need your help. Obi-wan, confused and offended: What the kriff for? Bail: Well, me and Breha… Like Fox and we don't know how else to hint it to him.

Obi-wan, internally: *This is my chance. But I can't outright tell Bail that Fox also likes them, because he asked me specifically not to tell anyone, especially Bail and Breha.* Obi-wan, internally: *so just act dumb*

Obi-wan: Who's Fox? Obi-wan: internally screaming: *NOT THAT DUMB*

[cheeseproducts]

wifeguys anonymous

[bakedbeanchan]

Love advice so garbage he doesn't even follow it himself

[buckevantommy]

Everyone's always telling Buck what he should do. Okay, sometimes he did ask for their advice, but every piece of advice he's followed through on lately has ended badly and everything they tell him to do he doesn't actually want to do.

He should want to do something if it's supposed to make him feel better, if it's supposed to be better for him, right?

Josh told him to bulldoze ahead and tell Tommy what he wanted. Tommy told him to re-enact his Buck 1.0 days and spend time with some indeterminate amount of people until he finds someone forever. Maddie and Chim told him to start dating again and also wait for the universe to bring him someone special; another someone. Hen and Eddie told him not to contact Tommy.

He doesn't want to do any of that! He wants to talk to Tommy, to see him, to get Tommy to talk to him instead of giving up on them and running away because he's scared. He wants to tell Tommy he loves him. He wants Tommy to know first and last aren't mutually exclusive. He wants to yell at Tommy, and kiss him, and hold him. He wants Tommy to apologise for breaking his heart and for being a dumbass. He wants Tommy to believe him when he says he won't do the same; well, he might be a dumbass sometimes - but he would never break Tommy’s heart. He wants to apologise for jumping ahead but also not have to apologise for wanting a life with Tommy or for being too much.

Since that first night Tommy kissed him, he's felt reborn. Not in some starry-eyed way that Tommy seems to think is fake and won't last, but in the way that he's shed the skin of past Buck upgrades and finally grown into his body, become comfortable in who he is instead of trying to fit a facade that other people would accept. Always too big, too much, not enough, never content to just sit in his self and be without his worries and insecurities moulding him into something else, something with a better chance of getting people to like him, love him, stay with him. 

He’s never felt more himself or more at ease in a relationship that meant something to him than he did with Tommy. Never felt more wholly seen - the good, the bad, and the too-much and not enough - by his partner and adored anyway, wanted anyway.

Halfway through making swiss meringue buttercream instead of breakfast, he realises he's thinking about Tommy. His coping skill, as Bobby called it, has stopped working.

There's butter and sugar in the creases of his hands and nailbeds even after he hurriedly wipes them with the dishcloth over his shoulder. He can see it as he scoops up his phone from the charger and thumbs over to his message thread with Tommy, leaving greasy crumby residue on the screen.

i saw you bubbling

After it happened, after the Chief distracted everyone enough for him to grab his phone and retreat somewhere he wouldn't be disturbed, he'd stared at the space where the unsent message had appeared for twenty minutes waiting for the type bubble to reappear. Waiting for Tommy to hit send on whatever he'd backtyped.

Buck's mind had spiralled with all the possibilities and while it spiralled and he stared and waited he never got around to actually calling or texting Tommy himself. And then the bell rang.

He has time, now. He has things he wants to say.

you were going to tell me something an maybe i wont like what it was but just knowing you almost reached out is kinda driving me crazy bc i have a fridge full of baked goods bc everytime i think about calling you i bake and now i havnt cooked a proper meal in my own place in over a week bc i dont have room in my damn fridge to store anything besides chocholate chip bananan bread and baked alaskas

He wants to say: and it's all your fault! but that's not the whole truth. Buck played his part in this, set the wheels in motion that drove Tommy away from him. But how the hell was he supposed to know that? And Tommy should've known by now he doesn't really do 'slow'.

i'm not sorry for being too much bc i shouldnt haveto apologize for being myself

Screw it. Can't get any worse, right? Tommy's getting all of him whether he likes it or not.

i dont see you as some queer life coach or someone to fill space until someon else comes along

thats not who i am

i thought you knew me better than that but whatevr ig

i wanted to live with you bc i want a life with you bc i love you

i love you

i shouldve said that first

Send after send, typing like a man possessed, he gets out everything that's been pent up inside him since the shock wore off a week ago.

His chest is heaving as the adrenaline rushes through his veins. And his eyes sting. He has to blink away tears as he reads over the last message.

He never told Tommy. Tommy doesn't know. Maybe Buck wasn't sure that night Josh asked him, but he knows it now.

i wanted you to be my last

He still does.

i wanna hate you for giving up on us

but i cant seem to hate you

This whole thing would hurt a lot less if he could just hate Tommy for what he did. It would hurt a lot less if they could find a way through this mess, together, and come out the other side stronger because they know each other better and know they want to fight for what they have.

Real love is worth fighting for. Red taught him that. Real love isn’t found, it’s made. Old gay Thomas taught him that.

Well, Buck found Tommy. Or, the universe did. And he’s going to fight, dammit, because he wants to build a future with Tommy. 

His vision has blurred with hot tears. Movement on his screen catches his attention from where his gaze had drifted over to the couch where Tommy had stayed to take care of him through his Billy Boils saga.

Tommy is bubbling him.

Buck’s heart lurches in his chest. His breath catches.

can we talk?

There’s a huff of something like manic laughter as he swipes at his snotty nose.

that’s what i typed

Hope blooms in his chest, sudden and bright and painful in the best way.  

can we?

I think I owe it to you to yell at me in person

There’s a long moment where Buck tries to return his breathing to normal but its bated as he watches three little dots appear, then disappear. 

Then reappear. 

Then disappear.

Then:

I don’t want to give up on us either

Buck’s tears are still making his vision watery, but now they’re tears of joy. He did what he wanted to do - he reached out. And Tommy heard him.

He should take his own advice more often.

[lilianade-comics]

If anyone knows about wanting impossible things, knows the pain of wanting to be loved by someone who will never reciprocate, it's Vlad. And that's the irony of it; the only one who truly understands Dani's torment is the rotten-to-the-core cause of it, and he doesn't even know he's the object of his unwanted child's all too familiar obsession.

Cold indifference. Dani almost wishes Vlad would viciously hate her instead, just so he would care about her existence. She wishes that she could be the indifferent one, that she could go a single day without thinking about a family and a father she'll never have. Or that her hatred for him would hurt him, even a little. Or that her hatred would stop feeling so much like love.

(another snippet in the cold hands continuity, a slow burn cheese melt reconciliation scenario in which a lost Dani cares too much and a tired Vlad stops caring about anything altogether)

[marshmallowpuffcat]

My Showtime headcanon (or AU? Idk)! They're an enemies-to-friends-to-lovers pair where the connection isn't genuine at first but grows to become that with time :3

[bumblingbabooshka]

I can't read Janeway/Chakotay if Tuvok isn't there with the same energy of a passenger in the backseat putting his foot on Chakotay's chair and slowly increasing the pressure so Janeway doesn't notice but Chakotay does. Bc. He should have been in the front seat. And Janeway's the one who asked "Do you mind getting in the back, Mr. Tuvok?" and he said it was fine, absolutely fine, and she thought nothing more of it but everytime Chakotay glances in the rearview mirror he can see that man's eyes staring back at him. I know people cast Tuvok as the wingman in Janeway & Chakotay's tragic love story but I think it'd be way funnier and perhaps even MORE tragic if anytime Janeway tried to softlaunch the idea of Chakotay as a romantic interest Tuvok conveniently had a memory about her and Mark Johnson to share. Do You Remember when we all went to the Recreation of The Ancient Olive Garden, Captain? And you said you two were Mates of Each Other's Soul? That just occurred to me for some reason. Anyway, what were you saying about Chakotay? After Mark Johnson is out of the picture for good, Tom teases that Janeway & Chakotay would make a good couple and Tuvok, serious as a heart attack and with a dire warning in his eyes/tone (insulting the captain is a grave offense) says that the captain would Never do something like that. She is a woman of morals. She is a woman who holds herself to a high standard. She would Never. And Tom never brings it up again and Janeway is both touched by Tuvok's belief in her and...something else. Something that feels like being doomed. Tuvok doesn't even dislike Chakotay at this point, it's not about him at all - it's All about Janeway. Like, personally I don't think Tuvok would be that personally invested in Janeway's romantic life one way or another (they seem to me like they'd be uncomfortable talking in depth about that kind of thing) but if he's going to be invested wouldn't it be so funny, so intriguing, for him, as the only member of Voyager who has pre-existing history with Janeway, to represent the Past. The things Janeway wants to return to, what she fights to keep alive - and this is shown to us the audience through Tuvok reinforcing and nurturing her belief that she should NOT become romantically involved with her first officer? Janeway has standards for herself...and Tuvok will Ensure she lives up to them. Because he believes in her ability to do so. They are 'in this together', are they not? They will assist one other, will they not? Like always.

[peachie-wren13]

Jason in B:WFA ""saving"" Tim from being kidnapped again

[mizzyislost]

various sticker designs i made at the request of my friend for christmas

[malpractisnt]

Oh nothing just soldiers and their super model boyfriends

[theweirdwideweb]

I realized that I become very agressive if I cut down on weed. Just wanted to share and ask if anyone has any recommentadions on how to lower your agression

This is advice for weed withdrawal and being in an angry mood in general. First off, I recommend avoiding shit that pisses you off as much as possible until you're good. DO NOT ENGAGE.

My DBT therapists would recommend trying immediate actions to reset the nervous system. It's called the TIP skill. You don't have to do all of them---temperature and exercise work best for me.

Next check on your body. Are you hungry? Tired? Dirty? Hot or Cold? Fix that shit.

Next let's take a look at your surroundings. Does your home put you at ease? Does it feel comfy and safe? Fix that next.

After that I recommend identifying underlying emotions. Just open a journal or talk out loud to yourself to process what's bothering you. Drink a warm cup of coffee or tea. Hold yourself and cry. You don't have to like that you're experiencing withdrawal effects, but you can accept it. It won't last forever.

If anyone else has tips they are most welcome!

[chrliekclly]

How did you get your job on sunny? I really wanna go into the entertainment industry.

iv told th story b4 but i got onto th show bcuz i just happened to b n th right place @ th right time

was working on smthn completely different nd drunk on th camera truck during one of our wrap days me, the DIT, nd the loader wer talking abt fave tv shows nd when i said tht always sunny was mine th loaders just like "oh lol funny im the 1st AC on that. i can get u some days if u want" ???

so i...did some days...then i did a season...and now im core crew i guess

[quotidianish]

Prince Smoulder + updated Qibli ref!! Yes he’s got a pet dragon named flower

[crimeronan]

been thinking about the rabies condition in writing lately, which is a GREAT post about stakes and characterization. basically exploring how if there's a 100% chance a character is doomed, then they can and will do extremely dangerous/damaging/contraindicated things for the slimmest hope of survival. which is one of my Favorite narrative devices

but while we're using health metaphors, i've been thinking about another somewhat complicated means of introducing character stakes, which i'm tentatively calling 'the autoimmune condition' for reasons that are. obvious

the premise itself is simple: the character has Something that they need to survive. they either can't live without this thing or they will lose something vital about themselves if they lose this thing. there is no replacement or alternative for the thing. what's most important are that the consequences for losing it are Extreme, rabies-condition-style

in the real life allegory, this is the immune system. which is great for being alive!

then the problem is introduced when this thing starts killing the character.

the character still needs it to live.

so: there is a 100% chance that you will die if you destroy the thing killing you. if you impair it through other means, there is a 100% chance of consequences, though the severity of those consequences is up to the author. (these are medication side effects in the real life allegory.)

if you do everything you're supposed to then you'll PROBABLY survive, but you're gonna have to play lifelong tug-of-war to balance everything, and you are often going to have to choose between two shitty options. bc there is no alternative.

this is a counterpart to the rabies condition in terms of stakes; with this condition, your character has to make complicated and difficult decisions about what they're sacrificing for their future. it's not the immediate life-and-death stakes of rabies, it's a slow decay instead.

what side effect consequences are they willing to take on?? and what are they NOT willing to take on?? where do their priorities lie in terms of symptom management?? what other solutions are they looking for?? what are they willing to sacrifice??

and perhaps most importantly: what exactly do they need to lose before they'll Accept the side effects / sacrifices that used to terrify them?? how high do the stakes need to be??

at what point is this character going to look back at the choices they've made up to this point, and realize that they no longer recognize themselves??

[justrantingaboutrandomtopics]

The ninja try to put some common sense in Lloyd regarding Harumi

After season 16 finale:

Cole: So….Lloyd, about sending Harumi to Kryptarium for life-

Lloyd: No. We’re not doing that.

Cole: Oh come on Lloyd. If you would just listen to reason-

Lloyd: No. We’ve had this conversation before and she’s still staying.

Zane: Lloyd….why is Harumi walking around the monastery?

Lloyd: She’s just helping. Rebuilding the monastery and all. I invited her over to stay for a while after it’s finished.

Zane: I highly recommend not letting a ex-supervillain stay at the monastary and letting her walk around freely.

Lloyd: She’s helping! It’s just like with Garmadon. He changed why can’t we trust her?

Zane: Even you don’t trust Garmadon.

Lloyd. It’s different. It’s just for a little while. Then again it wouldn’t be too bad if she stayed here for longer-

Everyone collectively from across the monastary: No!

Jay: So Lloyd! Any idea when Harumi is moving out? In a week? Two weeks? A few days? Tomorrow?

Lloyd: She hasn’t said anything about it yet. Give her time. Maybe a month? Probably longer. But it doesn’t matter.

Jay: Oh really….a month…..we’ll do you mind kind of nudging her towards moving out. Possibly soon. Very soon. Like this week? Or tomorrow? Please? Because-well-I’ve kind of been feeling scared even in my own home and get a mini heart attack every time I see her so I was thinking…..

Lloyd sighing: Jay, I’m not going to force her out. And you have no reason to be scared of her. Everything will be fine.

Jay: Really? REALLY? I have no reason to be scared! She tried to kill me! TWICE! So I can’t be sure! Sorry for being a little traumatized from that and not trusting her! And you out of anyone should know! She traumatized you the most! And-*Presume hour long rant*

Kai: Okay listen up Lloyd. As your cooler older brother figure it is my responsibility to make sure you know everything on how to make it in this big world. But that also means I have say the tough things sometimes so I’m going to be straight with you. Stop simping over your evil ex-girlfriend!

Lloyd: What-no! I’m not doing that! Harumi and I are just friends!

Kai: Raise your standards Lloyd! You can do better than that!

Lloyd: Is that what you are worried about?! That’s not even true! And it doesn’t even matter.

Kai: Ofcourse it does!

After the dirty looks they gave her at the end when Lloyd got off the dragon with her you cannot tell me they just forgave her.

I know this is probably completely out of character but this was too funny not to write.

[whatsthatmagiccard]

My brother's slowly getting my seven-year-old sister into Magic, and he wanted to make a deck for her. She asked for birds, so she's getting birds, but I was unable to convince him not to put Dovescape in there. She's a bright kid, sure, but she's not even getting double strike all the time. That's too much, man.