#but I love them so much I couldn’t not

[ablazenqueen]

Nerd Squad Protector 💪

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy

[oatmealdoodles]

Just a man and his owl… nothing going on here…

[frogs-in3-hills]

can i be real with yall i kind of hate fandom assigned siblingisms because often it’s just used as a signifier of closeness rather than an exploration of any of the things that make siblings narratively interesting imo. and i think a lot of that comes down to the fact that people enjoy the fantasy of relationships that are “naturally” eternal, ie, intimacy without having to do The Work. and i will never shame anyone for indulging a fantasy through fiction, this is just not something that really works for me. where siblings become compelling, imo, is within that unique “eternity” (whether societally imposed or genuinely forged in childhood and blood) and its power to trap and hurt. where the people involved don’t do The Work, or The Work they do isn’t enough. they’re tied together but some wounds take a long time to heal—if they ever do. wounds that they share, or wounds that they inflict on each other

[slfcare]

the most difficult thing about growing as a person socially, as in getting out of your shell and noticing that you are, is that there will still be times when it doesn’t feel like you’ve grown at all! times when you can’t really connect with anyone around you, times when you fail to enter into an existing conversation, times when you say the wrong thing (or nothing at all when in hindsight you probably should’ve). but that’s also kind of the best thing, because that’s the thing that helps you realize that sometimes, it’s not you or your lack of skills or any shortcoming. sometimes certain environments just aren’t for you and certain people aren’t your people, and that’s okay. that’s human. it’s okay to not feel the progress you have made all the time.

[knockknockwhosthereartistism]

Currently in love with this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58602034/chapters/149311126 and decided to make some art of it <3

[ghostvibesonly]

my mental stability lies in the hands of a cockroach

[skialdi]

Uta logic VS Luffy logic 🔥

[puppyeared]

you are umasou

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: assumed death / assumed sibling death / assumed child death / solitude ]

Thinking about Leo being trapped in the Prison Dimension and keeping himself warm through the power of his own ninpo - this ability is shown to us as a flame, after all, so imagine if, when he lets his mystic energy run through him, it warms him up, just a little.

In this desolate place, all cold and alone, he focuses on that flame and leans into its warmth.

He relies on it, and he realizes it that he’d relied on it too much when it goes out, and he’s once again cold.

(In another dimension, the Hamatos believe they lost one of their own.)

[starlady-baby]

I will never not love them

[ricky-mortis]

FOUND IT

Clip from Curt Mega’s Movie Monday stream from yesterday, 2/12/24 (or 12/2/24 for non Americans) of Curt responding to a comment about Mark Chasity being very much not straight, and confirming it (his headcanon, not canon).

[nostalgic-bee]

The way Luz and Amity look at each other is literally the definition of the term ‘heart eyes’

[bri-cheeses]

| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 629 |

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“Is this your shirt?”

Barty looked up as Regulus’ confused tone filled the space between them, turning off his phone as Regulus pinched a tee between his thumb and forefinger and held it up to the light. It was a light cream color that Barty could admit would look extremely out of place in his closet, an odd bright spot against his band tees and general dark ensemble of clothes.

“No, it’s Evan’s,” he said breezily. Never mind the fact that it was in his apartment, despite Evan living… not in Barty’s apartment.

Regulus let the shirt drop to the floor and wrinkled his nose. “Then what’s it doing in here?”

He tucked his legs up, sitting sideways against the back of the couch, and tilted his head at Barty.

“Oh, you know—” Barty unlocked his phone and went back to scrolling— “he just leaves things here sometimes.”

“Like his shirt?” Regulus asked skeptically.

“Well, he does have other clothes here.” A bit of an understatement, considering Barty had an entire drawer dedicated to Evan’s clothes alone, but Reg didn’t need to know that. “So it’s not like he was just walking around shirtless.”

Not that Barty would complain about seeing that, though.

“Ignoring the fact that you two are entirely too codependent, what were you even doing in the first place that caused his shirt to be left on your floor?”

Barty doubted Regulus really wanted to know the answer to that. He raised one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, still looking at his phone. “Things happen.”

“Things?”

Barty flicked an unimpressed gaze up at Regulus, who was staring at him with furrowed eyebrows. If Regulus truly hadn’t figured it out by now, Barty wasn’t going to help him.

“Yeah, things. Showering, spilling something on your shirt… do us a favor and pick whichever puts your mind at ease.”

Regulus sighed. “Why’re you being so vague?”

“Why’re you being so nosy?”

Barty swore that Regulus actually rolled his eyes.

“Can you just spare me the dramatics and tell me why Evan’s shirt is currently lying on the floor by your couch?”

Regulus was staring him down now, clearly intent on getting an answer. Barty didn’t particularly feel like giving it, but he supposed it would be easier in the long run to tell him now instead of getting hounded about it for the rest of today.

So Barty held eye contact with Regulus as he flatly replied, “It was getting too hot in here.”

Well, no one could accuse him of lying, at the very least.

“And why couldn’t you have just said that in the first place?”

Barty simply sighed and went back to his phone.

“Because it’s not necessarily your business what Evan and I get up to when you’re not around.” If only Regulus knew how true that really was.

“I suppose that’s fine, considering I’m not entirely sure that I even want to know. Unless the police are involved and I need to pay your bail. But also… he has clothes at your place?”

Barty didn’t see how Regulus hadn’t put the pieces together yet. It’s not like him and Evan were actively trying to hide it or anything. What’s more, Regulus was a pretty smart guy who should’ve realized what was going on between his two friends ages ago. Barty just figured that James’s general obliviousness must’ve been rubbing off on Regulus.

“Yes, he does. Why, are you jealous? I can get you a drawer too, if you want,” he offered.

Regulus looked around the room, unimpressed.

“I’m good, actually,” he said. “What I was getting at is that you and Evan are way too close of friends to be healthy.”

Barty just smirked at his phone.

That was certainly one way of putting it.

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[afaes]

just some late night thinking about how azriel does not play when it comes to elain <3

“At least you’re honest.” Azriel smirked. “You and Nesta are wanted down there.”

“Because of the shit with Elain?”

Azriel stilled. “What happened to Elain?”

Cassian waved a hand. “A fight with Nesta. Don’t bring it up,” he warned when Azriel’s eyes darkened. Cassian blew out a breath. “I take that as a no regarding the meeting topic, then.”

and:

“Azriel stiffened, an outright sign of temper from him as he said quietly, “There is an innate darkness to the Dread Trove that Elain should not be exposed to.”

azriel being protective of elain and caring for her wellbeing even when she’s not around or aware it’s happening just shows how much he cares for her.. especially because he believes he will get nothing out of it and yet he does it anyway… sigh. I cannot wait for their book

and a bonus: amren addressing cassian while talking about Nesta and then addressing azriel while talking about elain

“Amren drained her wine and said to Cassian, “Nesta has a week. One more week to find the Trove with her own methods. Then we seek out other routes.” She threw a nod toward Azriel. “Including Elain, who is more than capable of defending herself against the darkness of the Trove, if she chooses to. Don’t underestimate her.”

they’re just so <333

[mylastmoleculeofserotonin]

It is absolutely wild to me that some people are borderline accusing Hedland of misappropriating funds for the Acolyte because, at least to me, the neither the production value, writing, coreo nor acting were any worse than shows like Andor or the Mandalorian. But more importantly, I wonder why a show made after two very important strikes in the theatre industry may cost a bit more per episode. Like maybe, they’re actually paying people and keeping working conditions safer? And honestly, considering how much hate everyone working on the show received, I would be fully supportive of them to use their funds to go on a nice long vacation away from everything, they deserve it.