#That's the good shit

[captainkirkk]

I'm a big fan of hurt/comfort tropes where the hurt is ongoing and escalating. Characters trying to cope with their situation and insisting that it's fine, they're fine, even as things get worse and worse and worse - especially if no one around them knows what they're going through.

Characters hiding their illness, even as they grow sicker and sicker. Characters trying to cope as their homelife becomes increasingly abusive or neglectful. Characters ignoring their injuries, only for them to become infected. Characters being stalked/ tormented by a villain and pretending that everything is fine, even as the villain continues escalating. Characters left homeless as winter approaches and their money dwindles.

I could go on. There's something very satisfying about seeing a character frantically trying to pretend like everything is okay until eventually they can't hide it anymore and get caught (and helped) by the people around them.

[bogkeep]

tbh my thesis on the astronomical clock in prague might just become a redo of a tenth grade thesis i did about the history of clocks. like the question i want to answer is "why does this clock fascinate us so much" and i think the surface level answer is that it looks cool as hell and is in a touristy part of a touristy town - but on the deeper level it's like. well it's one of the oldest mechanical clocks in the world that's still ticking, and it barely looks like the clocks we have now. it's like pshaw of course i can read a clock, you just look at the dial and the hands, right? and then this clock is like. unreadable because the upper dial shows no less than four kinds of time: babylonian time (twelve hours of day + twelve hours of night, but the length of the hours varies depending on the place and time of year), bohemian or italian time (24 hours that start at sunset, good for seeing how many hours of daylight there's left), old germanic time i think it was called (that's just like what we use now except it doesn't account for daylight savings!), and sidereal time (uhhh is this the zodiac circle thing?????? i should know this)

because the thing about how we count time is, WHY do we count time the way we do? why Twelve hours specifically. what matters more, exact measurements of time units, or following the ebb and flow of daylight? has the way the shaped clocks shaped our lives?? MUCH TO THINK ABOUT. or at least i think about it when i see a clock like the orloj.

[spooky-activity]

Kafka has found herself in a real pickle, huh. Who could have been responsible for this!

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[deezbignutz]

So....

David x Asher?

[vanilla0chinchilla]

People who say there were no good Charlie x Vaggie scenes except for More Than Anything Reprise: Everyone is entitled to your opinion, but you are wrong.

[that-disabled-princess]

What if Ethari attacks Runaan when he sees him because this Runaan can't be his husband and he's an imposter and taking advantage of his grief, even using his husband's exact moves and anticipating his own, and Runaan refuses to fight him, doing the same thing Rayla did at the Moon Nexus and dropping his weapons, and that's when Ethari realizes it really is his husband

[aquareegia]

vessels fry screams being accompanied by ivy's growls during vore live is just

[belethlegwen]

General li'l update

So, things have done anything but slow down for me in the real world. To keep it as vague as possible, there's a chance I'll be losing my job within the next month or so, though we're all currently working on possible solutions to this. Hoping for the best.

I've already done my panicking and preemptive grieving. 18 years in a single career is a hell of a run for someone my age, and if it has to come to an end then I've made at least some peace with that idea.

Still though, working every day to find solutions. To fix things. To keep surviving. It's exhausting, I will not lie. We're doing what we can over here.

There's so, so much good to look forward to this year. These are just bumpy patches of road. And some of the bumpiest roads I've driven on have taken me to the best places I've ever been. I'll be alright. I know I'll be alright. I'll be more than alright, by the time this is all said and done.

Been doing more reading of late, which I've been loving. You all are putting out such amazing work and I love bouncing in to read even if it takes me 3 attempts and a couple of hours to get through a posted chapter. Lovely escapes, all around.

My sister turned me onto a game ("game" kind of seems like an odd word for it but either way) on steam called Spirit City: Lofi Sessions. You customize a character, you have a little room, it plays lofi music at you and you can poke at a few playlists, build soundscapes around it (rain noises, thunder, wind, birds chirping, crackling fire etc etc) while your character mills about in spots doing things as just a beautiful little vibe-generator. You can collect spirit pals to vibe with you. It's just really cozy and nice, I love it. Highly recommend.

It has an optioning for in-app journaling, and I've been meaning to get back into journaling regularly just for the sake of my memory and everything else. That's been a huge boon over the last 2-3 days. It's got a productivity timer, to-do list, daily task/habits tracker.

Anyway, I've been making progress on writing but it's slow, staggered. Hit a bit of a wall last night with some of The Stranding where I wrote 8.5 pages of a scene and then just felt... unhappy with it. I had clearly lost the thread of why I started writing it, and needed to walk away to see if a fresher mind could find a place to rewind to and pivot so I can salvage it, or if I'm just gonna carve the whole thing out and set it in the Cut Scenes doc. The other 20 pages I've got waiting? Fine. Good, even. Proud of those. This one, I'm proud of what I'm writing but again... just feels more like floating aimlessly and bouncing. It was clear I wrote it while heavily distracted or with gaps between focus, so it jumps.

I'll see what I can salvage. Can't promise an update and am avoiding making it feel like I'm 'back on schedule' just to find something I can reduce pressure from in my life for the time being. But: I love you all. The Kudos, the views, the comments, the everything. It means a lot. You're all great.

If I do any generic vent/vibe writing, not necessarily attached to anything, I'll consider sharing it here for y'all. You guys deserve a bit of fun and sunshine <3

Have a great time everyone, love y'all to bits <3

~ Belle

[sanji-screenshots]

edo sanji.png (Part 2)

[fuckyeahfightlock]

when the middle-aged only child and the youngish middle child fall in lonely love and also one of them is a ghost

[kingthunder]

my favorite part of TWN s3 was when radovid asked jaskier if he could come with him and jaskier said, "no. i have to find my family"

[riddlertrophy]

loving gotham penguin but hating b22 penguin you will never see the light of heaven the deepest pits of hell will consume you

[dear-mrs-otome]

There is nothing I love more than how much Emma hates this man's guts almost as badly as she wants to jump his bones

[chuthulhu-reads]

[ID: Four panels from Trigun Maximum. The first shows Vash's coattails blowing in the wind, with his left hand just visible in frame, clenched into a fist. The second and third panels are pitch black except for Wolfwood's thoughts, "No, yer wrong... that ain't it..." The fourth panel shows Vash, from shoulder to nose, though his face is mostly in shadow except for his smile. End ID.]

Serious dark-haired wasteland gunslingers do love thinkin about Vash's smile huh

[ID: Three panels from Trigun Maximum. The first shows Wolfwood's face, covered in blood as he huffs out smoke. He's grinning slightly as he says, "It's 'specially because of times like these... that an idiot like him plays an important role." The second panel shows Wolfwood's bloody, filthy hand fisting against the blood-splattered ground as he says, "He's doin' somethin' extraordinary. He believes." The third panel is a much larger close-up on Wolfwood's face, so detailed you can see the stubble on his chin and the shape of his collarbones. He's grinning wide and fierce as he says, "You afraid, ol' man? He's never forsaken anythin'." End ID.]

The power of Wolfwood, who's at least sometimes a priest, asking Chapel (a man who gussies up as the church so hard that he's taken it up as his name) if he's afraid of a man who holds faith and forsakes no-one... a man looking up at his abuser, who is REALLY going out of his way to make sure that Wolfwood loses everything he loves and feels that he personally is the one who failed them, yet Wolfwood knowing for a fact that there's someone who would never forsake him no matter his sins or failures or betrayals, who offers forgiveness with thoughtless grace as easy as breathing... It's SO fucking good on SO MANY LEVELS

[sevenmothz]

Just finished wrapping up the Orzammar main quest as well as sidequests. Truly the only good part of Origins.

[aquareegia]

you know the breathy thing vessel does in hypnosis and other songs? that shit just really scratches all the right parts of my brain