#because I should be able to do things but I just. can’t!

[rafeslvbug]

CHAPTER 9 - maybank blues series

rafe’s sleek range rover rumbled through the gravel outside the chateau, and he exited in almost a second, slamming the door shut behind him. he banged on the door, rattling the fragile windows.

no answer.

again, nothing.

“hey, john b, open up!” he yelled. still, nothing.

agitated, he walks around the side of the house, noticing the back entrance, a flimsy little wooden gate that didn’t take much for him to hop over. music grew loud, giggles and yells until he found them, all the pogues except you, in some hot tub they looked like they shouldn’t be able to afford.

“what the fuck!?” kie exclaims, mood suddenly turned sour at seeing rafe.

“hey man, get the fuck out!” john b yells, though sarah tries to calm him, hold him back.

“i need to talk to you jj,” rafe points, approaching the hot tub.

“nah i’m good man.” jj looks at rafe through his tilted down glasses, beer bottle in hand.

when rafe gets closer, he notices the marks across jj’s stomach. bigger than yours. but nonetheless, two siblings with bruises. not a coincidence, surely? “no you’re gonna talk, wasn’t an offer.”

“what d’you want?” jj sighs, pushing a flamingo inflateable out of his way.

“i want to know where your sister got those bruises from,” rafe states. the party, though small, dies down. pope lowers the volume on their music, jj’s spine stiffens and john b’s voice rings through, gentler now.

“okay rafe i think you should go..”

“no, no! i want to know– because it’s not the first fuckin’ time,” rafe demands, waving john b off.

“what do you mean? how would you know it’s not the first time?” jj straightens, leaning forward slightly.

“because i saw her that night, she got that little cut on her wrist?”

jj looks at kie. they all look at each other.

rafe nods, “yeah, i’m the fuckin’ one who dropped her off, at the bottom of her road because for god knows what reason, she didn’t want you guys seeing.”

“are you two dating?” jj seethes, jumping to conclusions.

“what the fuck? no! i’m her friend, for gods sake!” rafe argues back, though he doesn’t believe himself. he knows he doesn’t. he wouldn’t do this shit for a friend so..no, he doesn’t want to think about that.

“look, i just want to know why she’s got bruises, why you’ve got bruises,” rafe gestures to the purple patches littered across his stomach.

jj goes quiet. lips pursed, unsure. then sarah whispers, “maybe just tell him..who knows? if he’s looking out for her..”

“no! it’s y/n’s to tell– we don’t trust rafe! right jj?” kie argues back.

but jj’s just looking at rafe. contemplating. he knows it’s not his place to tell rafe anything about you, or find out anything about you. he’s learnt his lesson from cole. “look, man, i can’t tell you anything about her. but personally, my old man gave me these. do with that what you will..”

time ticks by. rafe’s unsure on how long he sits in his car, in the parking lot of the country club, waiting for you. but he waits, nonetheless. until he spots you, duffel over your shoulder, walking out.

it’s impossible to miss him. the only car still here at this late hour. the only guy sitting in his car, watching you like a hawk. you stop, sighing when you lock eyes with him through the windshield.

caught.

you force yourself over to his driver’s side window, only for him to shake his head, gesturing to the passenger door. groaning, you drag your feet to the other side, pulling open the car door and climbing into it. you don’t put the seatbelt on, you intend to get out once the conversation’s done.

“what do you want, rafe?” you whisper, voice strained.

“i spoke to jj.”

your blood stills. there’s no reason rafe would ever speak to jj, they hadn’t gotten on good terms yet. you sigh. you know he knows. you give him a tight lipped smile, moonlight shining on the bruise on your jaw, now breaking through concealer.

his eyes crease like her pain is his. “don’t. don’t do that fake smile thing, don’t pretend you’re okay.”

“don’t start rafe..” you exhale, shaking your head softly at him.

“you’re not okay,” he says, matter of factly, as if he has to tell you for you to realise.

crossing your arms over your chest, you softly rebut, “you don’t get to tell me how i feel.”

“no..but i can see it clear as day. you’re actin’ like you’re fine, but it hurts.” he knows the feeling. his dad, his addiction. he knows what it’s like to pretend that you’re okay when you’re not, when you’re struggling. “as your friend, i get to care. that’s what friends do,” he adds, stretching the friend card as thin as he can get it.

silence stretches between the both of you. tension heavy mist in the air. because friends, sounds so..off. it doesn’t sound right on either of your tongues, but for the wrong reasons. ones you’ll never admit out loud.

“you don’t have to fix me..” you whisper, eyes stuck down on the ground.

“fix you?” rafe echoes. “no, i’m not here to do that. but i want to help you, however i can. i want to do something right, good, for a..friend,” he forces the last bit out, though lingers over the word ‘friend’ for a few breaths longer than he should have.

because he knows, deep down, that the friendship he feels for you isn’t like how he was with topper or kelce. it’s deeper. raw. stronger. something increasingly different from friends, that he’s desperately trying to run from.

“i didn’t want jj to tell anyone else,” you admit– unsure if you should run right now, or cry. your eyes are stinging, heating with each passing second.

“he didn’t..not directly, anyways. he just told me that your dad gave him his bruises. the implication was there, though,” rafe murmurs, tilting his head down at you, glimpsing the shining in your eyes. “i’m glad he told me..”

there was a long pause. then you spoke again, voice smaller, “he’s not always like that. when i was younger, he really was good. he’d take me to the park every day, and he painted my room pink, then yellow when i changed my mind in a week.” your voice was wobbly. weak. breaking under the weight of the conversation. “it just happens once every now and again, because we’re older, and habits get worse with age..”

“doesn’t matter..” rafe says gruffly, though he softens at your slowly crumbling state. “one time’s too many, let alone every so often.”

you open your mouth to say something. why you’ve never turned him in despite shoupe’s attempts to get information. why you still love him in your own way. but you close it again, looking away as if the problem might disappear just by avoiding rafe’s gaze.

“i’m not a charity case..” you mutter, head looking out the window, first stray tear rolling down your cheek.

“good..i don’t do charity,” rafe says. “and don’t make it seem like i’m doing this out of pity, or because of sarah– i’m not.”

his thumb catches the tear on your cheek right when you turn your head to face him. breath momentarily caught at the proximity, until he cautiously retrieves his hand. “then why are you doing this?”

��i told you, i’m your friend.”

you shook your head, “no, i don’t believe that.”

he stays silent for a few moments.

if he said the truth, was honest, then you’d push him away. if he said he’d never cared for anyone like he did you, if he said he’d grown to like you more than he cared to admit, more than a friend, then it would all be gone.

so instead he just said, open in a different way, “i understand you. i get what it’s like to love someone even when they’re hurting you.”

and for once, she did trust him. with ease, because her shoulders sagged with the type of relief you’d get when you’ve been carrying something so heavy alone, for such a long time. struggling in silence, waiting for a silent angel to come and relieve you. and rafe was here.

you said nothing, just allowed yourself to fall.

into him.

rafe’s arms wrapped around you, drawing you into his chest and keeping you there. you might not feel the same way he does about you, but perhaps you still need him as much. you’re grateful to have found a source of comfort, someone to confide in, someone who actually listens, and knows you.

then again, maybe that’s all it takes to care for him too.

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[writing-for-life]

What Season of Mists Can Teach Us About Hope In a World Caught Between Cancel Culture and Toxic Positivity

The Netflix adaptation of Season of Mists has finally landed, and I always thought that SoM holds the most profound lessons about hope (I know it’s not immediately apparent, but bear with me) because it operates on a level that speaks directly to our anxieties about redemption, second chances, and the possibility of change. This analysis is mostly about the SoM arc as such and heavily based in the comics, but it makes references to the show (just in case you want to avoid spoilers).

The Hell of Our Own Making…

Season of Mists begins with Dream’s decision to rescue Nada from Hell, a choice not truly born from love, but rather from guilt and growing self-awareness. This distinction matters, because Dream doesn’t suddenly realise he still loves Nada (although the show obviously wants to tell us he still does by the end of SoM—it would be interesting to see if he still thinks so moving on into TKO, because since Nada’s arc has so obviously been combined with Thessaly’s, we also can assume that his reasons to go with Delirium change in the same way, aka: It becomes unimportant. I wrote about this here before); he goes because he’s beginning to understand that his pride and inflexibility have caused immense suffering (and he actually needed a little push from his siblings to get there).

There’s no “easy” redemption in that though. Dream’s motivation could be considered impure: mixed with wounded pride and the sting of criticism from his siblings. Yet this messy, incomplete motivation is precisely what makes the story resonate. In an era where we’re constantly grappling with public call-outs, cancel culture, and the possibility of someone being able to change despite their shortcomings often gets undermined, Dream’s flawed attempt at making amends feels rather on the nose.

When Dream arrives in Hell, he discovers that Lucifer has abandoned it entirely, leaving him with the keys to an empty realm. What could have been a simple rescue mission gets turned into something far more complex: It’s also a meditation on what we do with the spaces where suffering has occurred.

The following parade of supernatural entities who arrive in the Dreaming to claim Hell represents more than just an encyclopedic knowledge of world pantheons. Each party’s argument for why they should control Hell reflects different philosophical approaches to suffering, punishment, and redemption.

Hope as an Ongoing Process

The real insight of Season of Mists isn’t in its resolution but in its process. Throughout the arc, we see characters grappling with the possibility of change while remaining fundamentally themselves. Dream frees Nada and apologises, but he does so in a way that’s still recognisably proud until she slaps it out of him. Nada sort of accepts his apology but chooses reincarnation (in a way in both the comics and show, even if slightly differently. But she’s been dead both times, so a kind of rebirth is implied in both cases) over reconciliation (although she would have reconciled in the comics if he had given up being Dream, and that’s just… yeah, let’s not go there. That they changed this is actually one thing I liked about the show). At the end of the day, her choice drives home that forgiveness (and she’s less forgiving in the show) doesn’t always mean restoration.

And I can’t help but think that this feels relevant in a time when social media has compressed complex human situations into binary choices between cancellation and absolution. Season of Mists suggests a third path: acknowledgment without erasure and change without perfection.

The Netflix adaptation’s focus on Dream’s arc, relationships and emotional growth makes perfect sense for television, but it also highlights what makes Season of Mists so essential to understanding the full scope of The Sandman: Where the series necessarily emphasises character development and, well, romantic tension, Season of Mists is concerned with larger questions about justice, mercy, and the systems we create to manage suffering.

Sadly, streaming platforms prioritise bingeable content, and social media rewards quick emotional responses. But I think the core of Season of Mists offers something different: the slow work of grappling with complex moral questions without easy answers. It’s a story that asks us to sit with discomfort, to consider multiple perspectives, and to accept that hope might look different than we expect.

Perhaps the most profound lesson of Season of Mists is embedded in its very structure. Dream’s journey to Hell and back doesn’t fundamentally transform him. He remains proud, duty-bound, and slow to change. But it does crack something open in him, creating space for his gradual transformation that has defined the rest of the comics and also defines the rest of the show so far (though I have to say that they flattened his character right from the get-go in S1, and his change is much quicker, to the extent that it actually creates narrative inconsistencies, but that’s for another post).

This is hope as a process, hope as the slow work of remaining open to change rather than one dramatic moment of transformation. We often demand immediate accountability and instant growth, also here on Tumblr. But Season of Mists reminds us that meaningful change happens slowly, measured in small shifts rather than seismically.

Season of Mists ends not with Dream transformed but with Hell transformed, awaiting whatever comes next. It’s a perfect metaphor for hope itself (not just for suffering): not the promise that everything will be fixed, but the possibility that everything might be different. In a time of rapid consumption and quick solutions, it reminds us that it’s sometimes the process we need before we even think about the result.

The Long Game of Redemption

Season of Mists (and the whole of the Sandman in extension) is, at least to me, so profound because it understands that hope isn’t about happy endings. It’s about the possibility of change, even when that change is partial, imperfect, and incomplete. Dream saving Nada doesn’t undo the harm he caused, but it creates space for something new. The emptying of Hell doesn’t solve the problem of suffering, but it opens up possibilities that didn’t exist before.

For new fans, especially those discovering The Sandman through Netflix, Season of Mists offers a lot of food for thought about accountability, forgiveness, and change in ways that resist both cynicism and rose-tinted glasses. It suggests that hope might not look like redemption at all. It’s rather the simple act of creating space for something different.

And I can’t help but think that in a world that often feels trapped between cancel culture and toxic positivity, Season of Mists reminds us of the long, difficult work of staying open to change while accepting that transformation is never complete, never perfect, and never final. And maybe that’s the most hopeful message of all…

[so-i-did-this-thing]

Holy SHIT I’m starting college soon and I can’t believe it I’m so in shock like stop the clocks i was 13 yesterday????? And i don’t know anything about college and how people live in dorms and it’s not my dream uni so I’m also kind of bereaved because I’ve been forced into reckoning with the fact that my dreams kind of crashed and burned through the horrific process of packing my life into suitcases- but I’m also kind of excited but mostly just. So scared. But like. Not terrified. Just petrified. I really can’t believe it.

Yooo, congrats on this milestone!

College is both scary and not. Helpful, I know, lol.

Succeeding at college is about being able to stick to a routine and your responsibilities. Resist the urge to skip class or use AI, because it ultimately only hurts you. Plan your course load so you're not overwhelmed -- having free time to have fun is still important. And if you *are* ever overwhelmed, make use of the resources you have on campus -- healthcare, advisors, etc. You will not be the first scared student, nor the last.

Don't worry about not getting into your first choice uni. You may have options for transfer, or an advanced degree elsewhere. You might even change your mind about what you want to study, and that's ok! Making connections is just as important as the degree, so make use of any career advisors, as well as your professors' office hours - you may have more opportunities than you think to build your resume.

As for office hours - professors generally love it when students come by. Don't be intimidated - your professors are just people, and will likely love to have the chance to give advice and talk about their personal work. Some possible office hours topics that go beyond questions about the syllabus:

Who are important figures in this field I should follow on social media, their books/articles, podcasts, etc?

What are some ways I can start to get real-world experience or even just exposure to this field? Any special events? Internships, fellowships, opportunities to volunteer, etc?

How are current events impacting this field? Where do you see things going by the time I graduate?

Dorm life is going to depend on your roommate(s) and being a good communicator. Be on the same page about your routines and who else may end up in the room. Try to be a good roommate by keeping your space clean, and not being noisy during quiet times. You might find noise canceling headphones or earplugs useful - I remember my dorms still being pretty noisy at night.

Have a little go bag ready in case your dorm has a fire alarm or other emergency. It can just be your regular backpack with your keys, wallet, phone and charger, meds, etc.

I'm going to assume you're smart to watch yourself about drinking/recreational drugs and unprotected sex. Please be safe in all regards and have a plan on how to get help if something happens.

A big risk I wish I was aware of at your age was credit cards -- I'm not sure how bad it is these days, but the credit card companies when I went to college in the 90s would hand out free swag on campus if you signed up for a card. This got a lot of kids (including myself, ~$1k) in debt *real* fast. If you must get a card, get a pre-paid one you have to reload, or get one with a very small limit (enough for an emergency uber/cab or urgent care visit) and refuse any balance increases. If your campus offers financial literacy courses, take one.

But overall, take a deep breath and be prepared to enjoy a new level of agency! Look around in your uni's town for things to see and do -- try to avoid spending all your free time indoors on a computer. Sign up for clubs, go to museums, explore parks and trails, all that good stuff -- you will remember your free time experiences more than your studies once you get to be my age.

College is going to help set you up for a career, but it will not be the end of the world if things don't go as expected. Nor does it mean you're set for life once you graduate. The world is always changing and so are you, and as long as you are willing to be honest with how you're feeling about the experience and ask for help when you need it, you will be fine. ❤️

[habaritess]

CarmyxTherapy,

"Carmy should be in therapy, not dating"

This is something that I’ve seen in many of the controversies surrounding The Bear. It’s an argument that I’ve find hard to wrap my mind around because, who, in terms of main characters in The Bear, does not have issues within them that could make them a difficult partner? I see so many people say that Carmy should be in therapy and not date, but never say the same thing about a particularly loose canon of a character like Richie. In my time on Reddit and many other online areas who openly hate sydcarmy, I never see them speak on Richie's character needing therapy. Richie’s went on dates and is now potentially being linked with Jessica and still I have not seen anyone say he needs to be in therapy. Trainwreck Richie. Richie who, not so long ago, accused one of his coworkers of doing sexual favors for a good review. That Richie. But all I see in those carmyxtherapy circles is nothing but praise of his potential match with Jessica. So why the difference with Carmy when he is nowhere as problematic as Richie is? 

And let’s talk about therapy being used as the be all, end all. Like as if people go to therapy and automatically come out of it as a person who has completely overcome their issues and is no longer problematic. That is not how it works. Therapy can help in many ways and can even be transformative with some, but it’s not usually something you go to for 3 months and come back as a different person. Plenty of people have been in therapy for years and, get this, still have issues. For many people, therapy is the start of confronting many issues and those confrontations can actually cause people to regress. Recovery is not linear, it is a zig zagged line. Carmy being in therapy, isn’t going to disappear all of his issues. Does he need it? Hell yeah! There are a lot of things he needs to confront and therapy would be one of the ways to do it. But do I think that he needs to do therapy before being in a relationship? Hell no. Because therapy doesn’t fix you. It can help get you to a better place if you are mentally open to working with it, but it does not fix you. Making this a solution to Carmy' problems is lazy.

Then we have the Sydney-deserves-better crew. I have no issues with this. People have their reasons. Hell they could simply just not like Carmy and that is still perfectly fine, or they think other characters fit with her better. All good.

The only thing I would push back on is the idea that it’s wrong for Carmy and Sydney to get together. The usual argument will list Carmy issues and needing therapy first, and some will list how Carmy treated Claire and how they don’t want that for Sydney.

First point. Carmy is wrong for Sydney because he has too many issues. I disagree vehemently with this. Carmy has shown, time and time again, that he has the characteristics of a person who is stable and even a great catch. That most important characteristic being that he not only apologizes when he is in the wrong, but he can recognise when he goes too far and actively tries to change it. Do you know how many people, even people who appear to be well adjusted, hate apologizing and can’t recognize their mistakes? Far too many, while Carmy not only acknowledges his fk-ups, but also tells Sydney if he ever is doing something she doesn’t like, to make sure to tell him. Being able to openly criticize your partner, especially as a woman to a man, and not have to worry about him giving you backlash for it, is an amazing thing.

Carmy is flawed, but he got a lot of things going for him. He believes in talking it out. Whenever something is going wrong between them, he gives Sydney the floor to speak out about it. He isn’t afraid to say sorry. He is constantly working on himself.  He has a good heart. He tries not to be an asshole. He wants to know everything about the person he loves. He actively tries to learn more about Sydney. Sydney can talk to Carmy about anything and he listens AND gives his input. He wants to make her happy. The main reason he is trying to get a star for the restaurant was for Sydney.  He doesn’t have anger issues. Marcus broke his phone trying to toss it to him and the dude took it in stride. Didn’t even miss a beat. Mind you, I don’t have anger issues and Marcus would have heard a little thing or two for that one.

He isn’t toxic towards her. He doesn’t start fights with Sydney just because. He doesn’t put her down. He doesn’t try to manipulate her into doing what he wants. He doesn’t try to dominate Sydney. He doesn’t pressure her. He could have easily been annoying and repeatedly asking Sydney about when she was going to sign the partnership agreement and trying to guilt trip her into doing so, but he doesn’t.. He brought it up once, just to inform her about it, and never brought it up again. In comparison, look at how Chef Adam reacted when Sydney turned the offer down. Straight up started insulting her, gave her attitude, made her feel like she was being stupid.

He doesn’t lie to her. He doesn’t talk her ear off while ignoring what she has to say. When it’s just the two of them, they are at peace. No arguing, no yelling, no passive aggressive behavior, no snarky comments, they are actually having a dialogue with one another, getting each other's input and trying each other their suggestions. But you got some people saying that Carmy is too unstable to be in a relationship. Unstable where? Carmy is actually a very remarkably well adjusted human being, despite his background.

I’ve seen people point out how Carmy was with Claire as to why it shouldn’t happen because Carmy was a bad partner to her, but I will die on this hill that it was Claire’s doing that made it bad. Claire deserves a good 80% of that blame because Carmy tried to avoid it and never would have gone out with her if she didn’t force him into her life than guilt tripped him to hanging out. If Claire was a man, most people would have seen her actions for what it was. Carmy's biggest flaw  in all of this was that he should have been upfront about his feelings after she contacted him after the fake number incident rather than going along with it, but I went into detail already on why he did that, so I'll just link it here.

Carmy respects women. He listens to the women around him. He has no issues being told what to do by them. Carmy doesn’t talk about women like a piece of meat. He was disgusted hearing his brother and Richie talking about Claire’s body. He told off Richie when he called Sydney “sweetheart” when they first met up…

But no, Carmy shouldn’t date. Carmy wouldn’t make a good partner. All Carmy needs is therapy. It makes no sense. I can never take this criticism of Carmy character seriously because he honestly just acts like a normal human being most of the time. Not someone so unstable that they shouldn’t date. Dude is going to be a good boyfriend to Sydney. Probably even a great one.

@endlesslyhyperfixating

[pipecleaneradventures]

(I wish I could have time to edit this so it's less of an axious mess, but I've already taken too long, and I need to do something or things will just getting worse. But this post has so much anxiety in it even for my standards. But I'm just so scared and sorry.)

Sorry to be asking this of the best followers anyone could ever have. I call you all my friends because you are so kind to me all the time. Would you guys all hate me if I started using Patreon? I know I hate myself for even thinking of feeling like I need to use it. That’s also why I don’t sell my critters anymore because I fear it’s unfair to you to have to pay for something I made, and like I’m making you have to pay me, even though I’m not, and I'd be making new things just for you. I feel so guilty to even ask this of you guys after you’ve already done so much for me. I’ve been thinking of it for over a year now because I don’t have a job, and really can’t do anything else.

But you guys have already done so much for me in just liking what I make and being patient, encouraging me, trying to help me feel better when I’m depressed, and being there through everything. I’m really sorry for all the depressing comment responsses I give months after your kind comments, but I give them because at least I’m finally saying something. You guys are such good friends to me. How could I ask for more because you guys are the best and I don’t know where I’d be without you. I'm as sorry as can be. I promise to make lots of extra content for you guys, so I’m not just asking things of you, I’m giving you things in return, but it still feels to me like that would be unfair to you.

When I first thought of setting up Patreon I was thinking how it already takes all my energy to make what I’m already posting (because I post every day) so how can I make more? (And I was feeling less of a broken mess mentally back then.) Well now, I don’t have much of a choice. I either set up Patreon and push myself really hard to make more content or else i'll be unable to make pipe cleaner things anymore, and I really want to keep making pipe cleaner things for you guys. It’s the only thing I’m good at doing. I’ll still keep making the same kinds of normal content I’ve been making for years. It's just that I’ll also be making extra things as well. I really hope I can make the extra things. I must find a way. So I’m not saying you have to sign up for my Patreon. I’m just wondering if you would hate me for having it at all, and if you would hate me then I won’t set it up and I’ll just forget this crazy nonsense. I just don’t want to lose everything.

But this probably all sounds like I’ve been pretending the whole time to have all my emotional problems like anxiety and depression. It probably sounds like it was all a lie so you’d feel sad for me. And that’s not true, everything I say is sincere, but I have no way of proving that you can trust me. I’m just some person online who could be anyone. I might not even be a person at all, who knows? I don’t mean to even mention my struggles until I’m completely broken. I have a disability as well, but I don’t mention it often because I don’t think it really matters. I should be able to do what everyone else does, so if I struggle a little more, it doesn’t matter.

I feel so sorry that I don’t even say anything in my posts anymore unless I’m saying sorry for being so depressed. But I really feel that I’m of no value to anybody. So, this is really hard for me to ask for a little help like this because I don’t want to lose you guys’ trust. I still want to have you as friends, and I wouldn’t be hurt if you couldn’t support me on Patreon. I totally understand. But asking doesn't hurt right? Even though I feel like it does. But I understand if you’d think bad things of me for wanting to get something in return for creating something. I understand that. I also hate myself, a lot.

I just soared. I don’t wanna have to do this, but I kinda have no other option, and if I’d done this earlier maybe I wouldn’t have gotten this bad because I would have felt more useful like this is my job and not just a silly hobby. At least others might see me as something useful, unless of course they hated me for charging for my creations which is totally understandable. Remember, I hate myself more than any of you ever could. And it’s not that I don’t trust those of you who might possibly still like me. I just don’t like myself. But I’ll try so hard to make extra thigns for you, no matter what it takes.

[quibbs126]

I’ve seen some people suggest the idea of TF One Starscream and Megatronus Prime having been a couple, and while I’m not entirely sure whether I ship it (the potential skystar here has a grip on me), I will say the sheer comedy of the situation makes me strongly consider it

Like I just love imagining Megatron’s reaction to this information being this

He is mortified and really doesn’t want to believe it’s true

But also in some seriousness, I do like the idea with how it relates to Megatron. I remember some months ago someone having a ficlet on here with this ship, where basically Starscream feels like he has to be responsible for and protect Megatron because he failed Megatronus, and because he sees Megatron sort of like a son they never had (or at least I think, it’s been a while since I read it and I don’t know how to find it again), and I like that idea. It’s interesting and also works with the concept that this Starscream is significantly older than Megatron

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[atopvisenyashill]

tyrion in the show is obnoxious because he always has to be right. i do think this flattening comes because they saw themselves in tyrion, as the Straight Man in a world of crazies. certainly that’s how tyrion sees himself! and then jaime tells him that tysha wasn’t a whore he paid, and tyrion’s entire world is rocked and he kills shae & tywin and starts to spiral. he was wrong! he reaches rock bottom and realizes sometimes he is wrong and decides to start DIGGING and get worse and worse and worse because everything is miserable and there was never any reason for it and it was never going to get better. he’s mourning his father and tysha and shae and his marriage to sansa and his whole life, mourning the very concept of being tyrion lannister as he was. but he can’t mourn tyrion lannister, because Tyrion Lannister Is Cool. and because he is never allowed to break, he is never able to grow. and he spends the rest of the series doing what he’s always done, drinking and talking about how smart he is and never thinking about how absolutely miserable the whole stupid thing is.

[itspileofgoodthings]

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[thatratwithablog]

I just came into a lot of money and after savings, general debt and school expenses I have enough to possibly afford my first full piece historical suit

I should be happy but I am just so scared to even look at anything because I know my mother will have a fit about it, and maybe she’s right but watching her show off her new pair of the exact same shoes she owns six versions of just makes me want to chew and choke on my own tongue

[eggy-tea]

one big problem with anything touted as a cure-all is that something that helps the majority is often the exact opposite of what the minority needs.

[bettyrightnow]

americans being unable to say that there are people who are certifiably smarter than you and better than you at many things is why we got to this place in the first place. like no the "research" you did on the covid vaccine is not better than the research done by the scientists that have degrees in the field. you are actually dumber than them in this area because they have spent far more time in it. you have so little knowledge on the subject that you don't even know what you don't know. obviously

[strohller27]

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[poetryqueer]

planning document must be going well I just said the words “explaining the endurance of Platonism could be the life I’m living” to myself. Alone. At 2:30am. Because yeah. Could be.

[ssruis]

Going through a straight up comical amount of irritating situations to get the stupid 4* guaranteed ticket from the welcome to sekai campaign. It Will Be Mine.

[somedudewithantlers]

ya girl Steve is not doing all that great in college work life