#despairing muses

[gallopinggrasshoppers]

My headspace is a tedium of confusion and despair lately. I hate being alone with my own thoughts. I wouldn’t wish them on my worst enemy, mostly because my worst enemy is myself.

[metamorphesque]

"The Return of the King", J.R.R. Tolkien

[thinwhitedoc]

SHERLOCK | Martin Freeman as John Watson

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Me: Thinking about goodbye despair

My brain: the reason Nekomaru lost his cool and knocked out Komaeda after his big dog little dog speech is because it directly clashes with his backstory and is a deep insult to the person who inspired Nekomaru, who had died from his chronic illness to overwork, to not give up and that even if Nekomaru can't play that doesn't mean he can't still help, and thus to insinuate people are simply born good or theyre not is a direct insult to what a team manager does, his own personal growth as a person, AND to Daisuke's legacy that Nekomaru inherited, you couldn't get a more direct insult to his history then Komaeda's speech before they knocked him out and tied him up

Me: oh shit real?

[aparticularbandit]

i love how we talk about natsumi as fuyuhiko's little sister but like.

they're twins. she's a younger twin. they're the same year in school.

but she's always gonna be bratty little sister energy.

[corallapis]

[sunriseindigo]

happy birthday min 💜

[the-ultimate-muses]

@despairs-memorial liked for a starter uwu (X)

Despite being exactly who he was looking for, Kazuichi looked startled by the sight of the breeder, with him having rounded a corner so fast he'd all but slammed into Gundham's chest. "Fuck!" Stumbling back, the poor mechanic tripped over his own feet, sending himself to the floor.

"Hey! Watch where you're-" Words stop short upon the realization of who he had bumped into, Kaz scrambling back to his feet, a grab being made for Gundham's hand to first pull himself up, and then to inistantly tug his classmate along. "You! You gotta fix this! There's a cat- It's- I-I don't know how it got in there! I tried to get it out, but I can't reach!" Half rambles as he tried to get Gundham to follow him, assumedly towards his garage. "Hurry up!!"

[wheels-of-despair]

Wake-Up Call Pairing: Eddie Munson x You Summary: Eddie doesn't want to get up. Sucks to be him. Contains: Sleepy Eddie, snuggling under false pretenses, drastic measures, a hasty getaway. Word Count: 400ish

Eddie Munson is not a morning person.

He would stay in bed all day if you let him.

Normally, you're happy to indulge him. You love spending a lazy day in bed just as much as he does. But today's schedule is packed, so Not Today, Munson.

You'd already hit snooze on your alarm once, and he'd grumbled and burrowed further into your warmth. You figured you could afford five more minutes. Five more minutes never hurt anybody.

And then the alarm went off again. Reaching over and turning it off this time, you begin the process of trying to wake Eddie up.

"Eds. It's time to get up." You know he hates getting up early, but he'll hate missing out on today's plans even more.

He responds with a muffled something that sounds a lot like a "no."

"C'mon, babe," you say softly as you rock against him.

A groan.

"Places to go. People to see. Up and at 'em."

Silence.

"Edward."

He whines.

"At least let me up?"

"No." He grips you tighter, and you wiggle in retaliation. He's not moving, and neither are you.

You scoff and begin to contemplate more drastic measures, and a wicked thought enters your twisted brain.

"Okay," you exhale in apparent defeat. Pretending to give in, you turn to face him and snake an arm around his back. He's awake enough to smirk like he's won. He really should know better by now. Your hand rubs his back for a moment, making him sigh happily… and then your fingers find the edge of the blanket.

In one firm jerk, the covers are on the floor and the cold air rushes in around you. He squeaks and instinctively curls into a ball.

"Mornin', sunshine," you say cheekily, giving him a peck and rolling out of bed with a smirk.

He's still in shock as you begin grabbing clothes to change into… and once he realizes what you've just done to him, he kicks his feet.

He kicks his feet like an overgrown toddler throwing a tantrum.

It's adorable. And it's also fucking hilarious.

You start laughing, and you can't stop. You laugh so hard, you have to catch yourself on a dresser before you collapse. Tears stream down your face. By the time you've caught your breath and dried your eyes, he's sitting up in bed, seething in your direction with eyes narrowed to the point they're barely slits.

You grab your clothes and make a break for the bathroom before he can get up and get even, cackling the whole way.

originally inspired by gif #3 in this work of art by josephchocolatebuttoneyesquinn (and then I let it sit in my drafts for far too long and remembered it existed when I saw this beauty by userquinn)

[caramialunaestelle]

@despairs-memorial || Liked for a Starter (Aoi & Sayaka)

"Ah, Maizono-chan! Can I ask you a question?" Aoi asked, having stumbled into the idol in the courtyard of their school. She sat down next to her with no hesitation at all, as if she was buddy-buddy with the celeb for years now.

"Is dancing and singing at the same time really hard? I mean I doubt I got a good singing voice so I wouldn't even attempt it, but I figure dancing's like... totally all about coordination and stuff, right? So like... Maybe I'd be good at that considering I'm pretty good at other sporty activities."

She leaned back and kicked her feet back and forth like a child. "I was just curious cause I know you practice a lot. Maybe you'd wanna teach me how to dance sometime. I've always wanted to try it."

[st-just]

Apropos of listening to a bunch of A More Civilized Age as background noise, the Stars Wars AU I actually wanna see is one where Sidious' plot is uncovered late in the war without any actual fixing of the structural rot in the Jedi order, so you just end up with a purged Senate and a pseudo-theocratic deep state where where the mystic warrior-cult/literally entire officer corps take it upon themselves to keep a close watch on the political class for any further signs of Sith corruption.

[jareicanon]

I am once again here to promote joining our server The Archive Of Muse please we have all the good things you could ask for;; deep conversations, clever theories, writers and artists support, cool people, book recommendations, music, frantic fanfic chaos, and uh. umm. uhhh. xantimetres.

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[ultimateplaylistmaker]

Okay I have started down a rabbit hole that is kodaka's blue sky and m'xcuse me?

[aparticularbandit]

you know in undertale, how there are the two mirrors, and when the player character looks in the first mirror, it says, it's you! and then what is said in the second mirror depends on which route you take?

i need ryoko looking into a mirror all happy with it's you! and then a second picture beneath that with jumpscare spooky junko and it's me.

[relicsongmel]

I've seen a lot of people compare Sans to Beanix which is understandable (and extremely hilarious) but the REAL truth is that Sans is extremely Raymond Shields coded and that is the hill I will die on

[themadsonneteer]

Half

By Bud Koenemund (Written: April 2024) Half of my heart is still in love with you; A notion foolish as it is sincere, When that affection’s forever imbued By sadness: growing more and more austere. Half of my mind is still in love with you; Yet condemned to recall happier days, ‘Fore passion incandescent went askew; Leaving intellect and sanity razed. Half of my soul still belongs to you; Though ‘tis now mortal – crushed beyond the repair Time can grant; a solace long overdue – As I stumble about in my despair. I seek a peace I fear I’ll never find, While memory and shadow intertwine.