#Or accidentally put them in that situation

[theaawalker]

Steps to Write a Genuine Platonic Relationship

1. Establish the Foundation

Define Their Connection: Decide what brings these characters together—shared history, common interests, or a deep emotional understanding.

Set Boundaries: Clarify from the start that their relationship is non-romantic, avoiding any lingering tension that could be misread as attraction.

Give Them Complementary Strengths: Show how they support and challenge each other without romantic implications, emphasizing mutual respect.

2. Shape Their Role in the Story

Decide Their Impact: Determine how their bond influences the plot—do they solve problems together, serve as each other’s moral compass, or push each other toward growth?

Avoid Romantic Clichés: Refrain from using traditional romantic tropes like longing glances, accidental physical tension, or excessive jealousy.

Show Their Value Beyond Love: Let their relationship be crucial to the story in a way that isn’t reliant on romance or tension.

3. Build Their Dynamic

Use Natural Banter: Let them have inside jokes, tease each other, or share moments of camaraderie without any romantic undertones.

Create Moments of Deep Understanding: Show how they confide in one another in ways they wouldn’t with others, reinforcing their trust and emotional closeness.

Let Them Have Other Romantic Interests: This solidifies that their bond isn’t about unspoken attraction, making it clear that romance isn’t lurking in the background.

4. Define Their Chemistry

Make Their Interactions Unique: Ensure they have a specific energy that distinguishes their bond from romantic connections in the story.

Emphasize Loyalty Over Possessiveness: They can care deeply about each other without feelings of possessiveness or unresolved tension.

Show Physical Comfort Without Romance: Casual, platonic touch like a ruffling of hair, a side hug, or a reassuring pat on the back can reinforce their connection without romantic connotations.

5. Demonstrate Their Impact on Each Other

Let Them Grow Together: Show how they influence each other’s decisions, ambitions, or emotional development without needing romance as a motivator.

Create High-Stakes Moments: Put them in situations where they rely on each other, proving their bond is just as deep as any romantic relationship.

Allow Conflicts Without Romantic Resolution: If they fight, let their reconciliation stem from their friendship and values rather than an underlying romantic interest.

6. Develop a Satisfying Arc

Decide Their Long-Term Dynamic: Whether they remain lifelong friends, drift apart naturally, or take different paths, ensure their bond leaves a lasting impact.

Showcase Their Relationship’s Meaning: Highlight how their connection was vital to their growth, reinforcing the importance of strong, platonic love.

Avoid Unnecessary Romantic Subtext: Let them stand as proof that deep, meaningful relationships don’t need romance to be powerful.

Examples of Strong Platonic Relationships

1. Film/TV Examples

Frodo & Sam (The Lord of the Rings): A loyal, emotional bond built on trust and shared hardship.

Robin & Steve (Stranger Things): A brother-sister-like friendship that develops beyond a possible hetero-romance.

Steve Rogers & Bucky Barnes (Captain America): Sibling-like love based on support, teasing, and mutual admiration.

2. Literature Examples

Duke the Guarder & Dawn Demiss (The Guardians of Camoria series): A deep friendship based on emotional intellect, trust, and shared insecurities.

Jo March & Laurie (Little Women, after rejection): A lifelong friendship that remains strong despite romantic expectations.

Harry Potter & Hermione Granger (Harry Potter series): A close friendship built on trust, emotional support, and respect without romantic tension.

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[bekolxeram]

TW: traffic accident, injury

“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”

“I crashed, into a tree, now my wife can’t get out. Somebody please help us!”

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“Vehicle collision with obstacle, aka car crashed into tree,” Bobby informs his team while guiding them towards the scene of the accident. “One male driver, escaped the wreckage on his own, and one female passenger still trapped inside. Hen, Chimney, check her vitals. Buck, Eddie, go see if the driver needs any medical attention.”

“DUI?” Hen asks, clearly concerned by her past experience with councilwoman Ortiz.

“No, I don’t think so. Apparently the driver was alert and coherent enough to call 9-1-1 and explain their situation,” Bobby responses. “Now go help free the victim.”

Hen nods and takes off with Chimney.

“Hi, my name’s Hen. What’s yours?”

“Jessica…” the woman sobs, visibly in shock.

“Jessica, okay, we’re here to help you. I know it’s not easy, but please, try your best to relax,” Hen reassures her. “Hey, Chim, take her vitals while I check on her wounds.”

Chimney simply puts the clip onto her finger, watch the monitor and wait. She’s doing surprisingly well in her state.

Until a worried expression from Hen extinguishes his optimism.

“Femoral artery,” Hen whisper in Chimney’s ear.

He looks down to see a large mangled piece of metal protruding through Jessica’s left thigh. Ironically, the foreign object causing her so much pain might be the only thing keeping her from bleeding out right away.

“The driver is fine. The airbag saved him. He told me he was working long hours and fell asleep behind the wheel,” Eddie comes back with Buck. “I’d say let him stay with his wife. No law enforcement needed. He doesn’t seem under the influence to me.”

“Good. We need a saw and some running water to cool things down here,” Chimney yells at Buck and Eddie.

“Oh, god, are you amputating my leg?” Jessica panics. “I’ve watched it on TV. This is the setup when you want to amputate someone’s limb!”

“No, Jessica, don’t worry. TV shows aren’t real,” Hen directs her team to get the necessary tools. “We’re cutting the metal off and transporting you to a hospital with it. They’ll keep you comfortable with medicine before they take the metal out of you, okay?”

Jessica nods faintly, trying her best to keep her body still.

“We need to get her to a trauma center, stat,” Hen turns to her captain, “every second she spends on the ground, the risk of the piece of metal accidentally dislodging multiplies.”

Bobby ponders for a few moment before speaking into his radio, “this is the 118, at the scene of a traffic accident. Requesting air support for medevac.”

Buck’s entire body freezes once those dreaded words leave Bobby’s mouth.

He’s been fearful of this day since Tommy dumped him, almost 3 months ago. Just the two of them, meeting up for the first time since the breakup on a call, struggling to push the awkwardness aside and maintain a façade of professionalism, fighting against his urge to forget about the emergency and just yell at Tommy, to feel him, to devour him, to cling to him and never let go.

Still, there’s a severely injured person whose life is hanging by a thread. Buck decides to shake off his overly active mind and help carry the heavy machinery to the patient.

“Eddie, you handle the saw. Chim, you take the water. Hen, keep a close eye on her vitals,” Bobby instructs his team, intentionally leaving out one member.

“I — I can help, Cap,” Buck asserts.

“It’s not personal, but this requires the highest level of precision and concentration. You can take the next one, when the circumstances are a bit… different,” Bobby puts up a palm to stop his subordinate on his track, “now, I need you to stay on the side and stand by.”

Buck complies, reluctantly.

The soaring sound of a helicopter rotor inches in merely minutes later.

Buck debates internally whether to hide or take a good look at the helicopter, to see if the pilot is Tommy. It’ll likely rip his heart out if he sees Tommy all rugged, brokenhearted from the breakup, but it’ll kill him if Tommy looks normal, good even, seemingly moved on from his latest fling.

He decides to stand beside an engine when the helicopter lands on the freeway, in order to look without standing out.

“What’s the status of the patient?” A tall, blond Asian paramedic hops out of the helicopter, still putting on his gloves.

“We’re still trying to free her,” Bobby says, with sharp, mechanical noise in the background.

“I think it’d be best if we avoid moving her too much,” another paramedic, a giant, burly man who puts the best body builder to shame, chimes in.

George and Carl, Buck recognizes. They’re in Tommy’s flight crew.

“Uh, maybe we should bring the chopper closer?” Buck suggests.

“Donato, bring the bird closer,” George speaks into his radio.

“How close?” Lucy replies.

“So close you can smell my conditioner.”

“Copy that. Hey, why do I only get to do cool stuff when Tommy…”

“Ahem,” Carl interrupts Lucy’s communication, “we have company here, the 118.”

“Uh… wilco. I’m gonna bring her in, stay clear of the downwash.”

Carl directs all personnel on the ground to stand behind the 118 engine and make way for the aircraft. Buck catches George on his way to his destination.

“Hey — Hey, George. Where’s Tommy?” Buck asks, the fear of Tommy being in trouble enters his mind once again.

George sighs, then rolls his eyes, “you would’ve known if your so-called friends didn’t pretend he never existed after your two broke up.”

“What happened to him? Is he hurt? Come on, I just want to know if he’s okay,” Buck pleads.

“Oh, the patient’s out. We’d better get going,” George ignores Buck, choosing to focus on his task at hand instead.

Buck emerges from behind the firetruck. The LAFD helicopter is now parked steps away from the wreckage of the car, thanks to Lucy’s piloting skills.

This is the last chance for Buck to investigate, before they fly away.

“Carl,” Buck knows for a fact that this man is soft and easily persuadable, despite the tough exterior, “please tell me Tommy’s okay.”

“I guess you’ll just have to ask him yourself,” Carl says, carrying the patient into the chopper.

“But I thought he didn’t want to talk to me. I’ve been giving him space,” Buck chases after the aeromedic.

“Take the initiative. Brave the ice,” Carl shouts before closing the door and flying away with his team.

[wlwsoccerfics]

Not a good time?(PernilleHarderXMagdaErikssonXLeónCebriánReader)

Warnings: Google translate used, quite short

Summary: you have a disagreement with your sister over the phone so you are in a bad mood and your girlfriends are afraid to make it worse cause they have to tell you that they accidentally put a dent in your beloved Car.

Pernille & Magda got home, both were hoping you were in a good mood . Well you weren't, obviously cause they heard you arguing with someone on the phone, placing around in the kitchen. "No me interesa escuchar lo decepcionada que está mamá.(i am not interested in hearing how disappointed mom is)" You told your sister. "Ambos son muy tercos(you are both so stubborn)." Mapi told you. "Debe ser una cosa familiar(must be a family thing)!" You told Mapi because she sure as hell could be stubborn as well. the entire discussion was about FC Barcelona wanting to give you a contract and you are not being interested because you were happy at FC Bayern Munich & they offered you to renew your contract for two more years. But your Mom wanted you home so she was not having it.

After the call ended you threw your Phone on the kitchen counter you checked the your watch, noticing your girlfriends should be back by now. the two wanted to go grocery shopping for Dinner tonight and have been gone for almost two hours now. "cariño?chica?" You asked. "are you home?" You added to your question.

Walking out of the kitchen to see your two loves standing by the front door. "är du okej, ängel?(Are you okay, Angel?)" Magda wanted to know. She looked a bit nervous. "So glad you are home!" You told them. "Yes i am fine! Just had a disagreement with Mapi!" You explained to them. "What is up with the two of you?" You wanted to know cause somehow they both looked really guilty of something. "Uh. There was a little mishap!" Pernille admitted. "We really didn't mean for it to happen." Magda answered. You furrowed your eyebrows, trying to figure out what they wanted to tell you. "Can the two of you maybe stop talking in riddles & tell me what happened? After the talk with my sister about calling our Mom i am not really in the mood to play detective!" You tell them. It was a gentle tone you used. But still there was a hint of...exhaustion.

"there is a dent in your car. we came out of the grocery store and it was just there. The Security cameras in the parking lot weren't working though." Pernille confessed to you. You stared at her.

"That's it?" You asked confused. Now they were the ones being confused.

"uh yes! We know how much you love your Car!" Magda answered.

"i do love my Car, but i love the two of you more! I don't care about a dent in the car! As long as nothing happened to you!" You told them and pulled them in for a kiss. First you kissed Magda and then Pernille. Of course both of them hugged and kissed you back.

"it's interesting how quick you go from arguing with your sister to being adorable with us!" Pernille admitted.

"well it's in my blood!" You told them and giggled softly .

You ended Up facetiming your sister again that day explaining that you are upset about the Situation with the contract because you love that you get to be with the two loves of your Life while getting to do the job you always wanted to do as a kid and now that you had everything you dreamed of. Mapi understood where you are coming from cause she loved being with Ingrid on the same team as well. She also promised to talk to your Mom about it so she will stop giving you a hard time about it.

[karizard-ao3]

Any couple of your choosing is stuck inside an elevator!

The way I'm feeling right now, Luigi Mangione x Elon Musk ❤️🩷🤍

But in less seriousness, Yor and Twilight/Loid!

I'm picturing that Anya is at school, but Yor and Twilight have the day off for whatever reason (this is mainly for my own peace of mind - I don't want her all alone in the apartment for who knows how long :( ). Or, Yor has the day off and then Twilight unexpectedly has to go on a mission which requires him to stop at home first. Yor is planning to spend the day trying to cook something edible, so she is just getting back from the grocery store as Twilight is arriving back at the building.

He, of course, puts on a pleasant expression even though his gut is grumbling over this unexpected mission. There are a lot of logistics and he's on a time crunch! He gives her some excuse about needing to get something from the house in order to treat a particularly challenging patient. Yor tries to imagine what weapon he'd use for concussive therapy and concludes that one of their heavy stone bookends might be the most therapeutic (I don't know if they own a set of bookends in canon, but let's say they do).

They get in the elevator together, chatting, and then, on their way up, that is when the power goes out and the elevator stops.

Yor is startled but generally pretty chill about the setback. Loid is Not Having a Good Time™️.

Yor settles in to wait, hoping that the elevator gets back up and running while Loid is climbing the walls because he has a mission.

He wants to open the ceiling hatch and climb up, but let's say for some reason he can't. Perhaps it's padlocked? Why would it be padlocked? I don't know! But he would obviously try to go up the elevator shaft so something has to prevent him so he can enjoy this accidental romantic date with his wife.

Let's blame it on his digestive issues. I mean, I know that half the time he makes them up so he can pretend he's on the toilet for three hours while he does espionage, but sometimes he really does get a tummy ache and this is one of those times. He cannot climb up the shaft because his belly feels yucky because he's so stressed that he can't complete the mission he doesn't want to do in the first place.

Yor is very zen about the whole thing, though, and that starts to rub off on him. She starts going through the groceries and trying to figure out if she got anything that could be used medicinally to help his digestion.

Loid slides down the wall of the elevator until he's sitting on the floor and thanks her but tells her he's all right. He just hates to cancel on a "patient".

She sits down next to him and says the power probably won't be out long. They've had a lot of outages in recent weeks but never longer than a few minutes.

Loid is comforted, but only for about five minutes. Once it's clear the power is not coming back on, he gets antsy again.

Yor starts going through the groceries again and pulls out some bread and cheese and starts making a sandwich. She offers it to Loid, then makes herself one. She is smiling to herself and she tells him a story about how when she and Yuri were orphaned children, they would do rainy day picnics whenever the weather was bad, and eat a picnic lunch inside and how much fun they had making a dreary day more bright. She wishes Anya were here to enjoy the picnic with them, especially since she bought a whole bag of peanuts while she was out.

Loid, as usual, is touched and soothed by her ability to live in the moment and find the good in a situation. He puts his hand over hers and thanks her for being so chill, but he stares at her a little too long and she gets embarrassed. Suddenly, they realize how small the elevator actually is and how close to each other they are. This is hardly a problem for Loid, who is already justifying to himself that continuing to hold her hand is good for the mission. He starts to lean in, but Yor springs to her feet, launches through the hatch, and shimmies up to their floor. She starts hauling the elevator up (maybe there's a manual lever or something. I don't know how old timey elevators work - I also don't really know how new timey elevators work), hyperventilating and also a little mad at herself for running away. She's been curious about kissing Loid and thinking about it sometimes at night, but she is afraid of doing it wrong and disappointing him, so when it looked like he was going to go for it, she bolted.

Now that she's got some distance to think about it, she realizes maybe Loid thinks they should start kissing to sell their ruse better.

Loid is stunned when she wrenches the doors open with her bare hands and, apologizing, frees him from the elevator.

He says it's fine, somewhat bemused by her feat of strength, and they go into their apartment. he grabs whatever he needs for his mission. She is putting the groceries away when he comes out and he can tell she feels embarrassed and confused.

He apologizes if he made her uncomfortable in the elevator.

She says he didn't, she just isn't very confident because she was too busy raising Yuri to do anything else. If kissing is to be a part of their marriage ploy, she will do her best.

Loid is a little taken aback. He tells her she doesn't have to do anything she is not ready for.

She says something about wanting to be ready and they should just do it and closes her eyes so he can kiss her.

But Loid can tell by how she's trembling that she's liable to high kick him in the chin if he's too bold and tries to push it too far. So instead, he kisses her on the cheek and says he'll be home as soon as he can.

Her hand flies to her cheek and her face turns red, but he doesn't see it because now he is hurrying away, his own cheeks burning and his heart hammering in his chest, because maybe he's starting to lose sight of the mission after all.

[andre-and-cal]

HEYY weird request maybe but future caldre headcanons if they didn't do zeroday? Or if they did and ended up getting away WHICHEVER FITS UR FANCY honestly.... :3c

OUUUU YES! :3 I think it’d be so funzies to do HCs for an au where they ended up getting away !! Not a weird request at all bee tee w 😼🙏

What if Andre and Cal got away?

It all started with Calvin mentally backing out of his own plans to blow his brains out with Andre at the school. By the time they were finished up with Zero Day, Cal was hesitant to go through with what he’d been so set on doing before. He knew they were going to die one way or another, between either running away with Andre, or getting Andre to kill himself with him. But he still wanted to spend as much time as he could with Andre before their time came around. He also wanted to see where Andre’s plan would go.

Andre noticed how Calvin had lingered in the library for a moment, his fingers gripping the carbine like a lifeline. He’d asked him if he was okay, to which Cal nodded. Andre led Calvin out of the emergency exit, and they both ran to Andre’s car. Andre knew they needed to get out of there quick, so he was hurrying Cal. They’d disarmed themselves and loaded their weapons into Andre’s trunk before hopping into the vehicle and fleeing.

They had to drive across the country to prolong their law enforcement avoidance. Generally, it takes about 41 hours of nonstop driving to get to Oregon, which was basically 2 days of just sitting on their asses in Andre’s car. The two boys had to take turns driving and stop to get food with the money left on their credit cards. The chances of a restaurant in another state recognizing Andre and Calvin from the Iroquois High School Massacre were unlikely. After all, the shooting was so recent that the police would still be trying to find them.

Andre and Cal would be added to the National Crime Information Center (NCIC) list and be flagged for an FBI manhunt following the casualties of the shooting being released.

During the drive, Andre found out that his car was considered a vehicle of interest, so he and Calvin were going to have to ditch his car. But Andre didn’t want to try and carjack another person’s car, so he and Cal got into a bit of a verbal fight over that. Andre didn’t want to leave his car behind and possibly fail at carjacking another driver, but Cal was arguing back and saying that they were gonna have to if Andre wanted them to fully get away. Ultimately, Andre obliged, but only after Calvin yelled at him about their safety. He’d forced Cal to gather all the belongings he had in his car— including his sunglasses— while Andre parked his car on the side of the highway, put his hazard lights on, got out, and popped his hood to make it look like him and Cal were experiencing car troubles. Soon, a young man pulled over to help them, but the two forced him out of his car, threatening to fire shots at the unarmed man if he didn’t comply.

They’d accidentally left their flip phones at home prior to Zero Day occurring. But even if they had brought them, it wouldn’t do them any good, since the police could track their location through the activity on their phones.

Andre and Cal felt like they were in a movie. It felt almost unreal that they actually perpetrated Zero Day and had managed to escape quite nearly across the country.

Calvin and Andre would share some tender moments together even amidst the intense, dire nature of their situation. During their rest break, Cal sat on Andre’s lap and peppered kisses over his face, with the both of them chuckling and murmuring about how they did it, how they got away. They were so casual about it, like they hadn’t shot and killed 12 of their classmates. They cracked some jokes here and there, and Cal would place his hand on Andre’s thigh when it was his turn to drive, while Andre would hold Cal’s hand, occasionally resting their intertwined hands on his knee as he drove.

About a day into the drive, they started taking lonely, sketchy roads in the woods to evade out-in-the-open roads.

And eventually, their money ran out, so they were both forced to shoplift at first, before eventually robbing different stores at gunpoint. They targeted less-populated grocery stores for food and water, and empty gas stations for gas. This would draw further police attention to them, especially with the cops being on the lookout for a suspicious, stolen car from back in Illinois.

Taking turns for the span of 41 straight hours was both difficult and exhausting for both boys. While traveling in Idaho, they had to pause their driving and take a rest break before they continued on their journey to Oregon. They were on the verge of passing out by the time they pulled onto the side of the road. In addition, they slept on the backseats to dodge the idea of possibly being spotted in the front. Cal lied on top of Andre’s chest, with Andre’s arms locked around his waist.

They would stop to use the bathroom, of course, but that would be it.

Despite the randomly-occurring arguments related to their future, which would arise due to the stress they were both experiencing at the time, Calvin and Andre would stumble upon an abandoned shack in the woodlands of Cottage Grove, Oregon. The shitty, run-down shack wasn’t necessarily their cup of tea, but it was the best they could do at the moment.

With the food and water they’d seized from previous stores, they felt they’d be pretty okay.

After 2 days with no sign of the police, Andre suggested starting their new lives in this shack, at least for now. Calvin agreed. This left them some remaining time to do whatever the hell they wanted.

In the middle of the night, though, Andre woke up to the faint sound of approaching sirens. Knowing that he was in this dirty shack— and no longer safe in his bedroom, where he would wonder about who those sirens were for— he instantly knew these were for him and Cal. Still, he’d pull away from Calvin’s embrace, leaving him on the run-down couch they’d been sleeping on for the past day or two. In the back of his mind he knew they were screwed; their plans to gradually start expanding the shack were disrupted on that third day. After all, it was inevitable that the police would eventually discover their hiding area.

Andre rushed to wake up Cal before snatching his automatic pistol from the pile of firearms they’d deposited in the shack. Calvin still grabbed his carbine and joined him by the window to prepare for a shootout with the police.

They weren’t very experienced with their weapons, so they would end up dying.

Andre would be so focused on trying to take out the police that he’d be somewhat stuck in a trance— he wouldn’t be responding to Cal saying his name, shouting at him to stop, that he’d been shot in the shoulder and was bleeding everywhere through his shirt. Yet Andre didn’t really feel how a bullet had pierced his flesh. Because after about a minute of shooting at the officers, Calvin knew they were cornered; they could no longer run. And Andre definitely didn’t want him and Cal to go to prison, so he kept trying to take out the rest of the officers. Somehow, he thought he could do it. Thought they could do it. Cal felt similarly initially, but he knew that they would be arrested if they continued. After all, it was an unfair fight with two Connecticut teenage boys against the Cottage Grove police department. So Calvin would be forced to shoot Andre dead, and then turn the gun on himself.

The New Stratford community’s views on their crimes unfortunately wouldn’t change much. But people would further assume that Andre dragged Cal along with him instead of seeing that it was a mutual decision to perpetrate the shooting and run away together.

[skhardwarevers1]

I think my main issue is I wanna be in love but I’m too scared of getting into a relationship that hurts me again

[rapidhighway]

more.

[knockknockitsnickels]

I think this is one of my favorite lines from the Wraith route because of (imo) how much the meaning changes depending on if you got there via Spectre or Nightmare. For Spectre, it honestly strikes me as a genuine question. Why are you doing this to her? If you're on the Spectre route, you presumably already know the Narrator can't really be trusted, since you had to reject his reward to get here. What are you hoping to gain from continuing to hurt her? For Nightmare, it honestly just makes me sad. As the Shifting Mound describes her, "She desires only companionship, but the only thing she knows is how to hurt." This line feels like a plea from someone who genuinely doesn't understand why you keep rejecting her. She wants to be with you, but she just can't understand how to do that in a way which doesn't hurt you.

[muchmossymess]

okay but the unexplored potential of a revali and purah dynamic

revali is so keen to be the best of the best and push himself past all conceivable limits, and purah wants to find the limits of sheikah tech and magic only to barrel past them and nearly become god

so one day, purah comes to revali "how high can medoh fly?" and he pauses bc he hasnt thought about that much, which he realises is asinine how has he not thought of taking her higher "well her resting altitude is x but its possible to go higher, though i dont know her limits" and they just look at each other bc well now they have too know-

and it continues like that, purah coming to revali with questions about medoh or the rito or his wind magic or eventually just requests for assistance "i need you to fly this up there for me, clear out this monster camp, ect ect" and revali loving the attention and the chance to show off, and that hes able to prove himself as truly better (he often tries to rope in the other champions to compare) and purah is loving all the data and the chance to work so closely with a pilot and they both compliment each others personalities quite well, both sassy and intelligent and where purah is overbearing and bubbly revali is insecure and sulky

anyway this is all pre calamity stuff, i want them to be very good friends and cause chaos together and push each other to constantly better each other, and purah would scoff at revalis creative insults but internally laugh and file them away to use later, and revali may act uninterested when purah talks for hours about conclusions shes come to and different approaches they could take hes actually paying complete attention and thinking of ways to use this knowledge in piloting or training

[zeldasadork]

scott and joel are good rivals too because they both are sort of the catalysts of their own demises (particularly in secret life) but scott moreso in a tactical self-martyring way and joel in a “unlucky and with poor risk assessment” way

[riacte]

so hey guys i finished dungeon meshi yesterday and i'm still thinking about it

[carnivalls]

good morning. thinking again of juve and her dog

[lecliss]

The choice from Sunday is kinda weird cuz the options are build a cage in the house for the bird or build a nest where it fell and one leads to the bird growing up but dying once its set free and the other one probably leads to it dying much sooner. They both feel like the same option and even tho obviously the most kind, caring, morally right thing to do is keep it inside so at least it lives longer even if it's in a cage. But like to me both options suck and are basically nothing cuz I'm sorry if I look like a bad person for this, but I'm not sorry, but I'm not fuckin touching a wild animal. Even if I knew it was there even if I bothered to check out the sound to find a bird, which I wouldn't, I'm not touching it. I'm not even getting close enough to find out it's too young to fly yet. Whatever happens to it happens man and I'll never know what happens to it cuz I'm not even gonna look at it. Like, where's the 'you seem like an asshole but really it's quite a normal choice' in this whole trial thing??? That's usually an option you can pick. Sunday!!! Sunday, listen!!! There are more than two choices!!! You don't have to always do something!!!! You can just walk away!!! You don't have to try to do something for everyone all the time!!! Think about yourself sometimes!!! It's not selfish I promise!!! SUNDAY!!! OH MY GOD HIS WINGS ARE COVERING HIS EARS HE CANT HEAR US!!!!

[lavenoon]

Seven Minutes and Ever After, Reverse AU Drabble, ~3.7 Words

Working with Dawn has its up and downsides. Today you're being reminded of the latter - especially when he ditches you in the middle of your escape to go hang out in a janitor's closet. Best to figure out what that's all about, then.

Reverse AU drabble based on a funny little thought I had that of course entirely got away from me. Not canon to the reverse timeline

[milfbrainrot]

i love ekko so much ;-; vander too. it truly is amazing how when i get shows that actually have a good ratio of female characters AND they get treated like people, the barrier that keeps me from giving a fuck about fictional dudes just dissolves.

[soryualeksi]

Somehow it just REALLY hit me, as in "this is reality", that we are crowdfundinf via gofundme for people to buy food and tents to survive a genocide.

We're trying to get funds for human lives while they are getroffen bombed and shelled.

Via something like gofundme.

En masse.

Why is this reality.