#I HAVE FEELINGS OKAY

[storyof-eden]

Andrew Minyard really looked at David Wymack with that med-induced grin and said "I don't give a shit about stickball or school. But my brother wants to be a doctor. And my cousin deserves something good for taking care of us the last few years. So if you sign them, too, I'll pretend."

And David Wymack really said "okay, kid."

[voidthedarkrai]

Thinking about how "I've got your back" D16 dropped Orion Pax's half-dead body into a pit, while "We're not friends" Elita had to be physically held back from diving in after him

[teal-bandit]

Hellverine Jr

[spankycomic]

Ruined Future

[koala-smiles]

Listening to any song by The Crane Wives got me like

Getting major Blorbo vibes from this one

[capisback]

I think it's interesting that they went in different directions for Movie vs Book Boromir. Because from a story-writing stand-point I can understand why the movie did was it did, since Boromir's fall needed to make sense and they did not have the luxury of time and insight that the book does. But it's also interesting that Boromir's demise in the movie is painted as something inevitable, as something that is because he was not as pure of heart as the others are - while the book tells us the opposite. He fell because his heart was good. He fell because he loved too much. And love is strong, and Boromir was strong because of it - and the Ring corrupts those who have strength

[ladybubblegum]

so i have been absolutely OBSESSED with helluva boss lately and i have so many thoughts but with Full Moon being so close, my brain won't stop analyzing stolitz and how bad things are about to get for them

stolas's story is tragic and sad but he's been so lost in his own fantasy that he never considers whether he and blitz are on the same page. in his mind, the deal with the grimoire is a flimsy excuse for them to be together and blitz is as satisfied with it as he is. he doesn't seem to truly grasp that this arrangement is a sword of damocles hanging over blitz's head and blitz is just waiting for it to fall

whether blitz returns his feelings or not doesn't matter at this stage; his choice here isn't "be with stolas or leave", his choice is "do what stolas wants or lose everything you've worked for"

the issue with blitz is that he DOES care about stolas but he wants their arrangement to continue. he doesn't want stolas to make him choose. he doesn't want anything to change, despite how unhappy he is. because if he has to admit he has feelings for stolas and that he wants something real, he has to face the reality of stolas not choosing him back when he doesn't live up to stolas' fantasy.

it's easier to expect his need for love and intimacy to not be met than to trust someone to meet that need and be disappointed when they discover he isn't worth the effort.

(and holy SHIT i could write a fucking novel about blitz's fear of intimacy and how he reinforces his own poor self esteem through sabotaging his own relationships)

stolas is finally making healthy decisions for himself, and he's well aware that it means possibly losing blitz. but he HAS to give blitz the crystal because he HAS to end their arrangement with the grimoire for either of them to make any progress, and blitz is gonna take it SO POORLY

it's gonna hurt SO MUCH

[pandora15]

can't believe it's been a year since obi-wan kenobi ended and i'm still An Emotional Wreck about the entirety of that series

[wcvensouls]

“you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

unprompted asks : @sunfollows .

did taesoo ever think that he would find himself settling down with someone and building a family of his own? if you were to ask him back when he was in his early twenties, he would say absolutely not. back then, he thought it would always just be him and taeran, no one else. they only needed each other, after all. however, as quickly as harper had occupied a space in taesoo's heart the moment he met them, those perceptions about his future also began to change. it caught taesoo by surprise, almost, how one day he could simply see himself having an entirely different life than the one he did before.

now swaying lightly in the middle of the room as he held their child close to his chest after she had woken up from her afternoon nap, taesoo felt more at peace than he ever had in his life. it was like this was exactly where he was supposed to be. he never imagined he would have paternal instincts or any desire to have a kid of his own, yet everything changed once again when he learned that they would be a family. now, there was one more person taesoo wouldn't hesitate to do anything for, no matter what — and that list would continue to grow as their family expanded too.

while he had been distracted watching the faces juniper was making, his attention turned back to harper the moment he heard his husband speak. the words brought a small smile to taesoo's lips, and he came closer while still holding their baby. " am i now? " he replied with a hum, voice playful and sounding a little too close to the babified version he used when talking to juniper, who was watching them both with clear curiosity in her eyes while babbling quietly, as if she was a part of the conversation.

leaning over carefully not to squish her between the two of them, taesoo placed a kiss to harper's lips, letting it linger for a moment and smiling against their mouth. when he continued again after pulling away slightly, taesoo's voice had grown much softer but serious, carrying the weight of everything he felt for the other in his words. looking over at the other, the eyes that had always looked at them with so much intensity had never changed, even over the years. in fact, they seemed to speak of taeoo's love for him even more so than it did before — a more mature love ; a love of people who had grown and built a life together, knowing that this would be their endgame, the rest of their existences. " and you've changed my life for the better, yi haejin. "

[timaeusterrored]

Thanks to discord I’m now thinking of Kerry and Louise and will be going insane thank you for the support

[aceofspades-sml]

001 with west side story!! for the ask game :)

Okay I love wss but I haven't watched it in a while so this might be chaotic

Fav character : Riff ! I love my chaotic bisexual himbo. Also Anybodys

Least fav character : Tony... (2021 version at least)

5 favorite ships : Bernardo x Anita ; Riff x Tony ; Baby John x A-rab (1961!movie) and I think that's it ? In this fandom I go mostly for the platonic relationships so

Character I find most attractive : probably Ice and Anita (2021)

Character I would be best friends with : 100% Anybodys, Anita and maybe Baby John

A random throught : Riff and Ice definitely kissed at some point

An unpopular opinion : ok I know it's not that inpopular but I need to say it, I really don't like the Jets. As in they are interesting and I like talking about them but with what they did to Anita I can't bring myself to like them. Also I kinda like Chino ?

My Canon OTP : Bernardo and Anita ! They actually have a pretty good dynamic

My non-canon OTP : Riff x Tony

Most badass character : Anybodys (in case you couldn't tell I have LOTS of feelings about them)

Most epic villain : depends on who you consider a villain because y'know complicated story so I don't know if it counts but Chino's story arc is pretty good

Pairing I am not a fan of : Maria and Tony

Character I feel the writers screwed up : I don't think there are any ?

Favorite friendship : hear me out Ice and Anybodys would have an amazing friendship

Character I most identify with : Anybodys again

Character I wish I could be : take a wild guess (yes I love anybodys okay)

[storyof-eden]

Me, every time a character in any book or fic says they will endure:

JEAN MOREAU ENDURES.

[yourlocalrabidraccoon]

taking anti-depressants is like stepping out into the warm sun after years and years of being cold. it takes a bit to feel the difference, and then when it hits you, you’re overwhelmed. taking anti-depressants is like being underground with stale air, and starting to make your way to the surface. beginning to feel the fresher air coming in, and realizing you could never go back down.

taking anti-depressants is being excited to shower to use the new body wash you actually enjoy, and not just tolerate. taking anti-depressants is looking forward to things, and not just being in a permanent gray zone of detachment.

being on anti-depressants is leaving the house and volunteering for things willingly, not having to be forced. being on anti-depressants is starting projects, hobbies, after being disinterested in things for years. being on anti-depressants is hanging out with friends and enjoying it. being on anti-depressants is creating things.

being on anti-depressants for feels like waking up for the first time in years.

[noodles-07]

on friends and soulmates and that type of love that feels like it's going to burst right out of your heart

@/zmije / @/leptodiera / @/bichopalo / lyrics from two best friends by bb bean / animatedjames on youtube / @/killingmyselfbutnotdying / unknown / @/sadiekane / friedrich neitzsche / katfish draws / @/elytrians / @/wormbus-art aka @/angel-pond / @/mushysuggestion / the unsent project / mhairi mcfarlane / unknown

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[gongyussy]

fascinated/horrified by this set of tweets…