#but also it just makes my heart so happy

[allylikethecat]

AAAHH!!!!! I just read the new All the Kings Horses chapter it was definitely NOT overhyped omg it was PERFECT!!!

-Firstly, fictional Matty being hesitant when fictional George invited him was sooo perfect, he’s still so unsure on what George actually thinks of him (but to be fair, so is fictional George). I LOVE how they are finally spending time together and getting closer to being friends!!

-The mention of him starting to talk continuously in the car and fictional George saying to take a breath omgggg I’m obsessed that’s so perfect.

-Also really liked the mention that he just got water, and the continued reluctant surprise by fictional George every time he shows that he is even a little bit responsible.

-And the story OH MY GOD!!! He broke his back????? Honestly the whole story is sooo on brand and says SO MUCH about his old life before the start of the story and everything that went down. And the reaction from George???? Oh my god it was perfect.

I seriously dont know how I’m going to make it through the week waiting for the next chapter 😭😭

Thank you so much for the update !!

!!!!!!!!!!! thank you so much for reading and sending me this ask!! I'm so happy to hear the chapter wasn't over hyped because OMG I am still so obsessed with it. I'm obsessed with this fic in general, it's a problem lol but also like... horses 🥰😂

Fictional!Matty is unsure of where this newfound niceness has come from and he's not sure he can trust it. There has to be a catch right? There is always a catch... (not to mention he thinks Fictional!George is very attractive and it kind of makes him hate himself that Fictional!George doesn't even like him as a friend, or that he doesn't even like him enough to like... be in the same vicinity as him)

Fictional!Matty is really excited!! Fictional!George is being nice to him and including him and maybe he won't have to cry himself to sleep tonight because he's so depressed and lonely!! Fictional!George is legitimately worried because Fictional!Matty has not taken a single breath since he started talking and that cannot be healthy or normal...

Did Fictional!Matty get water because he's sober... or because a margarita is like $14?

Fictional!Matty has physically been through a lot, riding horses wrecks your body, especially at that level (I wonder what he had to do... or take... to power through and keep riding 👀) Fictional!George is horrified and hearing the story and how nonchalant Fictional!Matty is about the whole thing, framing it as as "dumb funny story" is really upsetting to him and also how long was he laying in the dirt until someone found him?! Too long says Fictional!George TOO LONG, he's not sure WHY he's upset but he's upset goddammit that's his Fictional!Matty and his Fictional!Matty deserves better!

Thank you so much for this absolute WONDERFUL ask, omfg I think I read it like ten times I was so excited!! I love this fic so much and I love working on it and I get so excited whenever I post a chapter. I know it's super niche and I'm just so grateful that people have been willing to give it a chance and engage with me about it! Thank you so much for reading, and the support and this ask! I hope you have the best weekend!

❤️Ally

[ex0toxin]

happy pride from everyones favorite boy besties!! 🏳️‍🌈💜

[kbsd]

bucky egan // "free" by florence + the machine

the feeling comes so fast and i cannot control it i'm on fire, but i'm trying not to show it

[zuzu-draws]

Trolling aside, i think there is some great importance as to why Gege chose this specific manner of panelling for the Yuji-Sukuna confrontation in JJK 264. We can't help but think that Gege's trying to show us some sort of a parallel between Gojo and Sukuna in this situation.

In JJK, there's this interesting notion of one's decision to go "North" or "South" as explained by Nanami during Gojo's death Flashback:

And we all know, that chapter of Gojo's death is titled as "Go South", which highly implies that Gojo chose to stay as who he was, as opposed to starting as something completely anew.

Now the interesting point in the Yuuji-Sukuna confrontation is that apparently...

....the destination for the supposed train within Yuuji's domain...is "North".

Which means that Yuuji's taking Sukuna towards the North.......

They're heading towards the North.....do you guys understand what that means?? For BOTH of them??? Q C Q

[beetlethebug]

consider,,,a lucanis who is in love with emmrich, a spite who is in love with rook, a rook in love with emmrich, and emmrich who is in love with all three but wants lucanis, spite, and rook to get together because he feels he is not the type of man any of them deserve...

bonus points for spite being the one to realize just what sort of love quadrilateral is going on and is the one to get them all together.

[riddlerosehearts]

♡ Once Upon A Studio (2023)

[bbuzz28]

Memories

Old man Fiddlestan, my beloved-and what's this? It could be semi-canon compliant :O ?!?! Woof- this is one of the saddest things I have ever written. I know some of you gremlins (affectionate) love that sort of thing, but I don't. I like really really don't. This is my comfort ship, so I don't even know where this came from other than trying to figure out how they *could* work in canon. Truthfully though, I prefer my Fiddlestan heavy on the comfort when it comes to the "hurt/comfort" genre. This is my only “angsty” (i.e. no immediate happy ending) Notes-app fics, so don't get used to this level of sad from me lol.

“Stan?” an oddly familiar voice called. Mr. Mystery, Stan Pines, glanced up from the flyers he was organizing and found that Old Man McGucket stood in the doorway of his front door. The last tour of the day had just left, it was dinnertime, and he was exhausted. Stan rolled his eyes as he unfurled his tie, wishing Soos was still there to escort the crazy old man off his property. No matter what he did, the old hillbilly always managed to find his way back to the Shack. “Sweet Moses McSuckit, what are you doing in here? Shoo, scat, or whateva will get rid of ya.” Hearing no movement, he looked at the man again and found he was standing erect. His blue eyes were the clearest he had seen them in no less than a decade.

          Wait, what did he call- oh. Oh no.

“Stan…ley? Did I…did I do somethin’ wrong?” the other man asked, his hands twisted in knots in front of him. Memories flashed through Stan’s mind; Ford falling through the portal, Fiddleford finding him passed out in the lab, working together to bring Ford home again…being together. Being happy. They had been happy, if just for a little while, hadn’t they?

Then there was the cult, and his discovery of the damn memory gun that had finally ruined everything they ever built. He took a hesitant step forward, a thousand thoughts roaring in his mind at once. “Fidds? Wha-what do you remember?” A bandaged hand snaked up and rubbed over the faded scar on the side of his head “I…don’t rightly know. Did we…I think we had a fight? I just woke up in the…in the dump. N’ I don’t have any shoes. Do ya know why my arm is in a cast?” Fiddleford looked so lost.

Stan knew in his heart that all of this was fleeting- “clarity” would hit Fiddleford every few years after he had finally wiped his mind of himself. Almost like his brain was trying to jumpstart itself back together. The first time they thought it was a miracle but…it didn’t last. It just started a trend that would follow them both for the next almost thirty years. Fiddleford would seemingly “wake up” and be lucid for a few weeks in the beginning, then eventually only a matter of days. It had been so long since the last time that Stan would wager, they only had maybe a few hours together if he was lucky.

The last time Fiddleford was himself…they had fought. Stanley thought he had figured the only way Fiddleford could stay; he needed to remember. Remember everything he had ever forgotten. At the time, Fiddleford had been unwilling to try. He didn’t think he could handle it; he knew he had forgotten what he had for a reason.

Stanley had gotten as close to begging as he ever had in his life since surviving Tijuanna, and when it had no effect…Stanley had told Fiddleford to leave and never come back. He had left that night, and by the next day he had faded away again. After a while, Stan thought his last words had been the final nail in the coffin that was Fiddleford’s mind. He carried that weight along with every other mistake he had ever made. But here he was. Fiddleford. His Fiddleford.

He took a deep breath before he opened his arms up. “Hey, don’t worry, it doesn’t matter. I’m right here.” Fiddleford rushed through the doorway, melting into Stanley’s open arms. “I went away again, didn’t I?” Stan could feel Fiddleford’s tears soaking into his chest, his own whispering at the edges of his eyes. Yes, and you will leave again. You will leave me and I will be alone all over again, you fucking asshole. “Hey cowboy, didn’t I just say not t’ worry about any a’ that? You’re here now, n' that’s what matters. You’re…you’re home.” A haggard laugh vibrated through the smaller man’s chest into Stanley’s own. “I know I keep tellin’ ya, tellin’ me not t’ worry is like” “…tellin’ a fish t’ stop swimmin’; I know Fidds, I know.” Fuck was really the only conscious thought that went through his head as he held his one-time lover. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, again.

Fiddleford looked up, eyes wide and searching Stan’s face. “How long do ya think we have?” Stan shook his head, unwilling to lie even if it eventually wouldn’t matter because he wouldn’t remember. You’ve always been the only person I couldn’t lie to. “I dunno, it’s been…a while. Probably not very long.” Fiddleford closed his eyes before he said “I need ya t’ know somethin’, Stanley.” Stan started to shake his head. “Fidds, you don’t have t-” The look on the other man’s face shut Stan right up-he had always had that ability. Stan wished he didn’t miss it as much as he did. “I need ya to know that even when I’m not here…I miss you. The part of me that’s somewhere in here-” A weathered hand tapped the side of his head to emphasize his point “ misses you. I’m just so sorry, Stanley. Sorry that I’m a coward. I’m sorry that I’m not strong enough to be here all the time…but I’ll never stop tryin’. I’ll always try n’ come home to ya.”

Stan thought of the thousands of times he had chased Old Man McGucket, the neat little character that Stan had to compartmentalize his Fiddleford into when he wasn’t himself, out of the Shack. How many times he had found him curled up like a cat on the back porch. How every time they “met”, McGucket would say how nice Stan was or how good he felt to be around him “for some reason.” How many odds and ends McGucket would gift Stan from the dump for exhibits at the Mystery Shack with a large smile and nothing substantial behind his eyes.

It would be so much easier if he would stop trying to come back. Maybe the hole in Stan’s heart the size of the sweet, certifiably insane man would scab over. How many times had Stanley mourned him? How many times was he willing to hurt himself? They were now nearing their sixties, how long was he really willing to do this song and dance?

What’s one more time? he softly thought, his hand coming up to tenderly cup the grizzled face of Fiddleford Hadron McGucket. Mad scientist, friend, and unfortunately for them both…the love of his life.

“I miss you too, Fidds.”

[vaguely-concerned]

the question is who taught lucanis to knit. was it something he already knew how to do or is he picking it up over the course of the game as part of his 'if I manage to cram enough hobbies in there I won't have to sleep again ever. easy' experiment. did he learn it out of a book (as a sometime knitter, a horrifying thought but I wouldn't put it past him). as hilarious as I find the mental image of caterina with knitting needles I do not believe in it, did he pick it up from someone in the household staff growing up the same way he did cooking. is the sweater he wears with his introductory armour his own work (very funny if so it's just so. incredibly neutral toned and sensible.) I understand why he never does it on screen because animating knitting is the devil's own work and bioware were right to dodge right past it no one should wish themselves that kind of pain, but do you think off-screen he's using it the same way davrin does whittling during team meetings and book club nights (for real the grandmas were so right for this: knitting during social group situations is a neurodivergent life hack like you wouldn't believe if doodling isn't your thing/isn't doing it for you). it's that or sharpening his knives and some people seem to get a bit nervous about that so he mostly sticks to the knit one purl one of it all. does he make things for the team. for romanced rook perhaps. boring but useful things like socks and scarves, to be clear. I think mr. 'I made you a cake (cautiously marital intent)' would not mean to impress just make sure your feet weren't cold jogging around the heights of athim killing darkspawn. knitting more socks for harding so she won't get cold walking around everywhere in her fereldan *checks notes written on palm* clogs. some of taash' outfits... you think rook and lucanis are letting them walk around the anderfels like that without at least a token sensible scarf on even tho adaari are built different in terms of body temperature. I say no not in my lighthouse they would team up and mother hen them to shathann levels before they'd let that happen. (the scarf has dragons on it taash thinks it's kind of cool actually.) a bobble hat for manfred not because he really needs it but because he wanted to feel included. assan indignantly tries to steal it and fly away with it so he gets his own scarf to promote peace between the lighthouse little guys and it works. help.

[ruporas]

tri-trans! happy#tdov 💘

[royaldollybox]

... you know, atleast I didn't hit the picture limit... that's something, right?... like at what point is it just a summary of the episode?

uuhh...anyway... The heart killers text posts part 9 ft. ep 9

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10, 11

[glorfys-glorioushair]

Things of being a Spy x Family fan that makes me crazy and potentially foam at the mouth:

- the concise messages and themes of war, peace, and how everyone is affected by them

- Endo's incredible usage of short term amd long term Chekhov's gun (the monocle y'all THE MONOCLE)

- the complexity of every character (even ones who could be considered side characters) being surprisingly 3D which is seems to be so uncommon in Shonen these days

- the amount of theorizing that leads to the desire to attach a tin foil hat directly to my brain 🧠

- Endo being a phenomenal writer and the fact he probably has to go on hiatus some weeks so he can REREAD his past chapters to influence the newest one (TIGHT KNIT STORYTELLING Y'ALL)

- the overwhelming need to write 100 analysis at once when the new chapter comes out

- the FANART the FANFICTION the CORE of this community being WHOLESOME and INTUITIVE

- JUST EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SERIES what a beautiful masterclass of manga 🤧🥹

Please feel free to add moreeeee

[aweirdbugcreature]

Blue flag basically

[luck-of-the-drawings]

so REVENGE, HUH? or justice, if that makes you feel better. it tastes the same when cooked just right. 'I REALLY WANTED A BROTHER.' such a shame to burn a bridge you so desperately wanted to keep, especially when it wasnt even you who started the fire. especially when you hope that not a single fragment of that bridge ever washes ashore.[MAY IT ROT FAR FROM MY SIGHTS] an unfortunate loss! atleast he has his friends.

[t-u-i-t-c]

"You'll triumph someday, as long as you never yield. I'll take you on any time." "You never fail to piss me off, Geats."

[javierduffy]

but when they're out on that river bank alone, what javier should be loyal to doesn't feel as confusing anymore

[cosmosnout]

They had to nuke Sasha bc she would have solved everything in like a week. Fly high queen