#I'm a thinker!! I'm thinking!!

[joinmeinjoy]

Very interesting to me that Abigail preferred Hannibal over Will, but Will had an emotional connection to her that Hannibal didn't - or at least not to the same extent.

I think maybe one day he could've found a stronger bond considering she had also killed and eaten people, but during the series she's really just a tool. Hannibal uses her to like... babytrap Will. And tbf it worked, Will didn't tell Jack what he knew when he discovered Abigail murdered that guy - if he was willing to cover for her, maybe eventually he'd cover for Hannibal too, the 3 of them too intrinsically tied for him to separate, I mean that's the trapping part. But she was just a means to an end, a relationship Hannibal nurtured for his own gain with Will....whereas Will really did view her as his daughter.

Very interesting to me...off-put by Will (especially towards the end of s1), but he had the most vested interest in her well-being out of the pair...

[thoughtfulchaos773]

Sydney's back tattoos will be revealed through Carmy's eyes.

It's the only way.

[bookwyrminspiration]

this isn't a fully formed thought, but some of the ways people "critique" kotlc is starting to bother me a little. there's genuine critique and criticism, but some of them feel like...condescending almost? talking down on the series to show they're better/more mature than to like it. or that they're better than Shannon--I feel I see a lot of condescending to Shannon (WHAT is she doing, why would she do that, we can tell you don't plan, does she even know her own series?)

and i've definitely been guilty of it before and have my share of criticisms, but it does make me want to go like. okay but you do also like the series though, right? that's why we're all here--we're here by choice, much as I joke about being held hostage. there is an appreciation for the good parts and the community and everything else under all that, right? right??

[cpericardium]

I once read this very popular Worm/Sky High fanfic that was just post-GM Taylor being transplanted into the Sky High universe, inwardly sneering at everyone there for having a lower PRT rating than her, musing about how she was the most powerful person in the school, bragging about the people she'd killed, mumbling about power ratings to characters who obviously had no idea what the fuck she was referring to, and then handily defeating the main Sky High villain in half a chapter

it wasn't satire, just an example of your basic average wormfic

[rainbowlilymemes237]

I feel like I will meet the voice actor one day.

[menlove]

I love when people are like shocked and horrified about the latine vote always going red like. every latine in this country is gonna go "yeah?" like it's not surprising. those of us that are leftists agree that it's fucking stupid and I promise you we're more frustrated than you are, but like. never a shocking event.

[cepn]

hey so i wanted to know: do you ever get in moods where you just want to stop trying and just live selfishly.

like every time i see some new horrific and/or misogynistic development going on in the world i really do just feel like saying fuck it and just living my life the best i can. what’s the point of depriving myself of romantic relationships (im straight) as a political statement. does that make any sense.

i guess im wondering if anyone else feels similarly sometimes lol

i sat on this for several days because honestly i feel like a lot of people take the celibacy/avoiding men thing in a way that's a little ridiculous (like as if women are class traitors for just being in heterosexual relationships) - to me it's just something where you have to be aware of the risks to yourself and come up with a plan for if/when things go sideways. as fucked up as that sounds

like idk i'm not really someone who believes in ... all that... i think it just gets a little silly. so like for me i don't really view it as being selfish if i do decide to pursue men romantically. i'm just really guarded with men in general in order to protect myself. that's all you can really expect from people if you're reasonable

[elbiotipo]

I don't like debating against anti-civs/primitivists because it's. well. a completely unviable ideology which is, ironically, only supported by twitter weirdoes, but I remember that "what would you do in the leftist commune" thread before it got flooded by trolls, and someone answered earnestly "I would make clothes from scraps!", what is this, fucking Fallout?

Even middle ages peasants could clear the incredibly low bar of "making new clothes", is that really the best future you can think of? is that really socialist utopia for you? a middle ages village with D&D nights? Yuri Gagarin didn't fly to space for this shit.

[lloydfrontera]

i stand by my conviction that the best way to read tged is by stopping in ch 401 but i do have a rant concerning ch 402 that is locked and loaded for posting and i don't know if i should wait for today's chapter to drop so you guys have the full context or if i should pretend it isn't happening and i'm talking about a hypothetical ending that definitely didn't happen

[thilsiktonix]

This woman should not be able to fly.

Finals week is finally done, and I'm officially out for the summer again. I have two commissions to work on, but after I finished my last final on Thursday, I've decided to take a small break before jumping back into the swing of things. I'm testing out a new way of doing fullbodies- that being with colored outlines. I think it looks much better than what I was doing originally, so I'm likely going to switch to colored outlines for most of my lines from now on!

This is actually a redo of an older ref of the same character. It was during a small point in my life where I decided I hated lineart, and did everything to avoid it at any cost; I did awful sketches with my lineart brush, I refined sketches into lines, and, of course, I made pixel refs.

They don't stand the test of time too well.

This reference was made in 2021. I think it's safe to say that I've improved a lot since then, in practically every aspect possible when it comes to ref-making.

Commissions are open. Check out my commission site in the pinned post!

[atopvisenyashill]

I'm sorry I keep coming back to it omg but I think "Rhaenyra straight up has a bastard" would be plausible IF Aegon Waters is born like a year after Laenor dies (maybe Qarl really was just pissed off that Laenor was cheating on him, sucks to suck ig) (actually my conspiracy here is that it wasn't Daemon or Qarl that killed Laenor it was Otto because he wanted to get rid of Rhaenyra's cover for her kids but I'm aware that's suuuuper conspiracy brained) because then there's no way Rhaenyra can claim it's Laenor's so she either has to very quickly marry - which is risky because what if her husband is a secret green or attempts to threaten her boys - or just say "yep this one is a bastard" and I think Rhaenyra could justify that making Aegon Waters a bastard protects the Velaryon boys + "well if I have Daemon's secret baby and refuse to say it's Daemon's but let him be in the child's life, that means he has an obligation towards me as the mother of his child so he won't side against me no matter what."

The fundamental problem with this AU is that when she has an actual bastard, the greens are going to lose their minds. Criston will probably exclusively refer to her as a whore from that point on. Alicent is going to raise the BIGGEST stink she possibly can about it. There's going to be SO MUCH political fallout that's kind of difficult to handwave away, and while EYE think it's a perfectly rational argument to be like "so aegon can fuck whores in fleabottom and refuse to care for the bastards he leaves and that's fine but i have a single child out of wedlock and agree to keep him out of the line of succession and it's a big fucking problem, is it?" but the men of westeros will NOT go for that shit even if she sends Ser Lorent into Fleabottom to drag Gaemon, Essie, and Sylvie out and parade them in front of the court. Elaena got away with it but Elaena had a "love" story to fall back on, Alyn was single for part of their affair anyway, and most importantly Elaena was not the crown princess (and Aegon gets away with it but Aegon is a man so you know, different rules). If no one had questioned the Velaryon boys, she might be able to get away with this but since there's already a question surrounding her sons, this is a problem.

Like, idk, if she parades Aegon Waters around is like "see this one is my bastard, I'm fully capable of admitting I fucked up!" idk hwo that plays. I think the Northerners would respect the fact that she's taking responsibility for her bastard instead of shushing it up (especially if she points out that Aegon doesn't take care of his) but I think this would lose her all of the houses she had in the Reach which frees Daeron and Tessarion up to do some damage in the Riverlands.

[wtfuckevenknows]

42 and 43 maybe?

Hiiii anon :) Thanks for the prompts, I'll do the other one tomorrow, because I should already be in bed. I'm hoping you meant the kiss prompts and since you didn't give me a ship I'm just assuming Tarlos.

This was supposed to be a fluffy joyful thing and then it turned into this somehow and I've been overthinking it (@noxsoulmate @goodways @paperstorm & @thebumblecee had to listen to me whine about it) but I'm gonna say fuck it and post it the way it is and go to sleep trying not to think about it anymore 😂

42: a kiss out of pride 

They were in New York together for the first time, visiting Jonah and Enzo and coincidentally it was also Pride week. 

When TK had cautiously brought up the idea of walking in the pride parade in Austin Carlos hadn't felt comfortable “flaunting” his sexuality for his family, his employer, people he knew to see. 

He wasn't ashamed, neither of his sexuality nor of TK, but it had taken him a long time to be comfortable in his own skin, to realize there was nothing wrong with him, to accept himself as he was. And while he didn’t hide, he also didn't feel like putting on a show, being looked at by people who knew him, people he might encounter on the job. 

So when he learned that they would be in New York City during THE pride parade of all pride parades, he wanted to extend an olive branch to TK, who had been disappointed in Carlos refusal to walk the parade in Austin, even though he never said anything. But Carlos knew his husband. 

New York had the added bonus of anonymity. No one knew him, he was just somebody walking in the parade, looking hot as sin (TK’s words, not his) in a white mesh shirt and black silk shorts. TK looked fabulous on his arm, wearing nothing but a black thong (little exhibitionist that he was), his body covered in glitter. 

Carlos nearly had a stroke when he realized the thong was all TK was planning to wear to the parade. But far be it for him to tell TK what to wear, as long as he felt comfortable (and stayed close to Carlos, so he could make sure everyone else kept their hands to themselves), he could do whatever he wanted.

Carlos was a little (or a lot) turned on by TK’s confidence. His husband was dancing carefree to the music being played on the float in front of them while they marched in the streets of NYC. He was so absolutely, all consuming, ridiculously in love with TK, he just had to pull him towards him by his hand, planting a fiery kiss on his husband’s lips. 

You can find the other prompt fills here or on ao3.

Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss

[batri-jopa]

Beware, the Homegrown Thinker strikes again:

Let's talk about 💀DEATH💀

All in all the death is too big to eat at once, if you'd ever try you'd choke. So you got to learn to cut death into tiny little pieces that you are able to swallow easily.

Okey, so when I was younger I really panicked when thinking about death or infinity and things like this. My mom told me that one just stops being afraid of death at some point of their life. It was hard for me to believe it but... Here I am. I can only try to tell you what I think changed my perspective.

A little kid thinks little of the fact that cat eats mice - it's just a matter of things. Then an older child starts to get the concept of death and it feels as if looking into the most gigantic hole in the ground. The Abyss. The Bottomless Pit. And instinctively, just like any other animal, child looks in the direction of the danger. Looks deep into the void to see something, anything, to fight with or tame, or avoid... But there is no use because it's too dark to see anything! And also it's just so big and deep there's literally no bottom to see anyway! But it doesn't keep child from staring into The Great Dark Silent Nothing, and the only feeling felt is undescribable fear of the unbelievable void hypnotysing and paralysining like the eye of a snake...

(I remember the time I looked into starry night sky with the same fear of infinity of the universe😅)

So, well that's not the way you deal with that topic.

Well, instead of looking directly into the death - you learn to look in other direction. Okey, "stop thinking about it" doesn't seem too mature right now, I know, but we'll get to it. Because what you do look at - is other people around the giant hole and how do they behave. You read about it, you watch movies, you speak with people. Obviously there's nobody who ever returned from down the hole. Some say they had near-death experience but... You never know if to believe them so it's not much use.

But there are people who lost somebody. You learn how they deal with their loss and their grief. Then at some point you learn that someone died and you remember thay heard about them. Then someone you know lost someone dear. Then you lose somebody you knew yourself. At some point you lose somebody you liked or loved...

The death topic is not to be avoided. The abyss is there, it's not going to disappear, you have to learn living with the knowledge of it being nearby. It never stops to be hurtfull this way or another, unfortunately. But it's not being afraid of your own death that's the worse part. The death is Nothing. So there's Nothing to be afraid of. Yeah, I know sounds banal and unbelievable again - I used to think that way too. But think about it this way: you can't be afraid of being absent more than you are afraid to fall deep asleep.

What you are afraid of actually - is not waking up.

Why is that? Why are we afraid to lose somebody? Why do we fear to never see someone dear again? Why are we afraid to be lost ourselves?

I think it's because of the loss. What a pity, all the lost occassions! I'm young, I still want to do so many things! I want to meet people, to love, to talk, to laugh! I want to see so many things, taste, discover, experience! If I won't - it's as if my life was irrelevant. As if I did not existed at all. As if my death was making my whole life pointless! So what would other people remember me by? What do I remember about others? And is that trally what make their existence valuable in my eyes?

I remember my old uncle every time I play table-tennis because he had tennis table in his basement and it inspired me to buy one too. I remember my cousin every time I cut a watermelon in a way she once showed me. I remember writers by their books, artists by their works, actors by their roles, wise people by their quotes. People who are dear to me - I'd remember them by their smiles, and topics that they were interested in, and their hobbies and passions, and little weird obsessions, and good ideas that I still find usefull, and their original jokes, and their favorite dish, and their most common outfit. And of course, most of all - the connection that was between us.

What would I be remembered for? What do I wish it was? I know most ppl only knows me and appreciate me for my profession. But for some reason I wish my job was not the only thing I could be remembered by... What do I want ppl to remember? The art I wished to make? The stories I wish to write down? I already shared a lot of my art and some of my writing - would I be satisfied enough for me to know that someone saw it and liked it? Smiled at it? Got inspired themselves with the stories that I showed? Maybe some of my thoughts and feeling will stay there after me? Maybe someone would feel what I feel? Get inspired to make good things? Encouraged to write their own story or make their own art and share it with the world so it could inspire another person? I am child-free but isn't spreading thoughts better than any genetic offsprings that might share nothing with me but physical resemblence?

So all in all the death is too big to eat at once, if you'd ever try you'd choke. You got to learn to cut death into tiny little pieces that you are able to swallow easily.

[bugtransport]

it's not escaped me how super-1 was made to go and bring humanity to the stars to combat overpopulation and the bad guys so far are hellbent on taking over everything and weeding out what they deem the weak and undesirable. first off i love a good move to space it feels very... bradbury short stories (Mars is Heaven! type shit) i read as a kid, you know. really got that fucking Good "scifi i grew up with" #feel to it right. nostalgia aside i mean i think this is the first time we've had a conflict come up between the rider and the villains because they're both trying to come up with a solution to the same problem and then they just come up with two completely different paths and also one of them is bigoted. [guy whose only non-showa finished rider series are W and OOO voice] umm i think i can see where some of the later riders are born from maybe

[taruruchi]

Such a jumpscare to be scrolling and seeing an oc/self insert that looks just like mine 😭

[shimmeringshel1]

I'm very good at recognizing patterns in things but I'm very bad at explaining said patterns

It all makes sense to ME in MY head but I can't put it into words, like there were several times in elementary school where I'd be asked to explain my work (most likely math with multiplication and addition) and I wouldn't be able to, my system was visual and I'd try to explain with pictures but it wouldn't be clear

I think with senses, but they are somewhat separated if that makes any sense

I can see images but if I want to put numbers into there I have to SEE them rather than just think them

I can hear the pronunciation of words or spellings but I cannot see them unless I need to

It's like I'm talking to maybe 3 or 4 different people (they're all just me) in my head and they have different ways they can express themselves, one visual, one auditory, and one with smell, taste, and touch combined (they don't often contribute)

But sometimes there are multiple auditory thinkers in there that bounce off of each other, like when I had this phase where I would think a sentence then spell out each word, which took forever and I'd even get mad at myself but I couldn't stop the speller

I think about this all the time, which only sends me further because the talker (or talkers) sometimes gets louder, and a different part of me thinks "oh I'm back to being able to hear my thoughts"

What

does anyone else have this??????

Like there's multiple Me's in there but I have like the main one

this might be side effects of watching inside out as a kid and internalizing it too much