#a little short

[dreamsofhannah2]

𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪𝓱 2

[the-writing-blog69]

Freedom

Laika wanders. It’s the first time she’s ever really been to a city before, and so she wanders, taking in the sights and sounds. Tokyo is big, that is the first thing she notices about it. It had to be bigger than Black Swan Bay. There were so many people, constantly moving, entering and exiting places, doing things, and Laika couldn’t help but to stop and stare at the unknown that surrounds her. She drifts, moving out of the way of people, and allows that to carry her. Like a bottle being drifted out to sea.

She wants to explore. It’s been one traumatic event after another, and Laika wants to explore, to experience something other than terror, fury, or soul crushing grief. But, she has to go get milk. For that girl that Laika didn’t remember the name of. She wants to ignore it, to wander off further into this abyss of people and lights, but she doesn’t. Against her wishes, she doesn’t do that. She forces herself to focus, smoothing out her outfit, and continues on her path.

Which leads her to here. She enters the convenience store. She had to get milk. Laika pulls out the credit card that Caesar had lended her. She had a job to do. She heads over to the beverage section, and picks up the most expensive looking option, knowing full well that the rich guy could afford it. And as she is about to move along, to purchase her singular item and head back to the hotel, Laika stops. She halts her movement, her motions, in her autonomous march towards her next objective.

Laika stops, and remembers what Caesar had said before she left. “Go ahead and buy something for yourself, if you want to.” And, Laika decides that, yes, she would get something for herself. Simple enough. Except it is not simple, as she has never seen this many options for food before. Sure, she was always well fed at the orphanage and at the College, but she never had many options, if any at all. It was either what was offered or nothing at all. But here, she has choices. Many choices, and it’s almost enough to make her head spin. What type of snack, what flavor, what brand. It's a lot to consider and a lot to pick from.

Laika comes to a realization here. Amongst the fluorescent lighting and the packaged food and other easy, convenient options for those on the go, she is facing her freedom. She has a choice, for the first time in her life, she has a choice, a decision that needs to be made.

She is alone, for the first time. Truly alone, and truly free. It’s strange, to realize this in a convenience store, standing there with wide eyes as the teen behind the counter looks at her with an odd expression. Yet, Laika doesn’t know this, doesn’t recognize this stare, and begins looking through her options. Melon bread, sandwiches with strawberries in them, onigiri, and so much that Laika cannot possibly pick just one.

So she picks them all. Grabs as many as she can feasibly put in her tiny basket that she got at the entrance. And even then, she grabs more, hauling it in her free arm. Then she piles them all high at the cashier’s counter. And grabs some candy at the cash register, just to be sure, all while the teenager behind the counter looks on with a vague interest in their otherwise bored expression. They begin to ring up her items. Laika doesn’t note or care about the amount that it costs, just that all that was here was truly her’s and what she wanted.

She leaves with six grocery bags, heavy and packed full. She knows that Caesar is going to give her an earful and never let her use his card again, but she simply doesn’t care at this moment. This truly beautiful moment, in which Laika is free from her chain, her collar and her leash, free to do what she wants. That is how Laika will stay. Unbounded.

[commbowman]

"Hey starboy! I'm gonna be dragging Hal to the junkyard with me later today. He's gonna be going for the fun of it. I'm hoping to pull something for the supra. Want to come with?" The dark haired android asked, wondering if he'd be able to go with her.

“Sure, why not.”

He didn’t see any harm to it but could not understand what was so ‘fun’ about it either. He supposed the android waded through old parts the way he had once waded through manuals and schematics. That much at least made a little bit of sense.

[miniaturecatmentality]

guys I just found the greatest video on the internet

[cork-run]

the names of certain mob-involved trans women have been changed

[ardri-na-bpiteog]

Also increasingly aware that a LOT of people "manage" getting through the 40+ hour work week by sleeping less than is healthy and relying on stimulants like coffee and energy drinks to keep them going.

For people who are unwilling or unable to do this...work really does just dominate your life. Like we really should not have to rely on unhealthy practices just to have a social life or keep on top of housework or whatever.

I know I post about this a lot but I'm so TIRED all the time and it's just so depressing that this is how we're expected to spend the one life we have.

[canisalbus]

✦ I've been saving all my summers for you ✦

[sillystringpony]

the one where cheerilee knows

[decaffeinatedpartymuggoop]

My favorite thing about Annabeth is her wardrobe.

Cause like, Rick simplifies her clothes in a way a man would, and you can tell.

Cause in EVERY book, from The Lightning Thief to Chalice, she’s in the goddamn CHB shirt. With like some shorts or cargo pants. Nothing more, nothing less.

He’s made improvements over the years, giving her some other clothes. But he’ll always come back to old faithful.

Like, he most definitely did it on accident, but he made her so Adam Sandler and I love it

[egophiliac]

bring your son to work day

[cimicherrychanga]

you may add ur height in the tags if u want ppl to see if they were right or not after they voted

[min-play]

went axe throwing for the first time

[pineapple-frenzy]

Book 2 au: sparring sessions and short hair katara

They like to have sparring sessions in order to keep their bending skills sharp. They allow themselves to go all out and not hold back at all cause they know if anyone got hurt, Katara could just heal them

But anyways, wouldn't it be kinda funny if Zuko accidentally burned Katara's hair tho? Aofkqldkkajfjd

The "I think we can save the hairloops" line is from @linnoya-writes thank you for that!! :>>

[kawoid]

why choose only one vessel if you can use two

[arundolyn]

today i bring you aba stimming. tomorrow? who knows

[humanharvest]

for the butch lovers