#era: clap

[ishikawayukis]

I just want to cherish what it is we have now

[b33tlejules]

maybe time's a movie where the actors forgot the plot // and we all decay in tempo // like an audience applauding god

here's my initial sketch just cuz :)

[eurydice-khthonios]

Now kiss

Wonder who he's thinking about?

[dreamaze]

YONGHOON ⟡ Twenty-five, twenty-one (orig. Jaurim)

[royjamieism]

please consider reading my hypersexual jamie fic. it starts uncomfortably (on purpose/by necessity) but is a fic about carrying trauma and the messy nonlinear nature of healing. the far reaching consequences of amsterdam. how jamie spent his time on lust conquers all. also royjamie slowburn. thank u 🙌

[deadmegumi]

[leikeliscomet]

Really tired of the weaponisation of the ace and/or aro spectrums to defend Ten's treatment of Martha. Apart from the reasons that had nothing to do with him not reciprocating romantic feelings for her, being aspec =/= not understanding sex and romance. Yh, we joke about "not getting the allos" but Ten is 900 years old he knows what Earth understandings of romance and sex are by this point, plus him and Rose playfully flirt throughout s2 so he knows clearly? It's in his character. He dismisses Martha's concern about sharing a bed, sharing jokes about Martha and Frank kissing him and holds Martha's knickers when they get to her flat. This isn't a compulsory sexuality case of Martha forcing Ten into a relationship which is a trash take in itself. Martha knows from Smith and Jones that he doesn't feel the same way and actively avoids trying to make the situation more awkward. Ten on the other hand flip flops from wanting to fly solo and giving her one trip to changing his mind and giving her more. And again, are we gonna hold every other allo companion "responsible" for crushing on the Doctor or is it just Martha? Are you confused by allo characters or is it just Martha?

[texashippiecowboy]

you guys i have spent the past hour on this it’s the smallest man who ever lived from every angle i can find

I present to you, paris night 1, the smallest man who ever lived

[rubbish78]

Dougie Poynter after performing 'I'm Fine' on 13/06/2023 (x)

[snootflake]

Here’s a lil tasty taste of my HUGE illustration for @ineffableeraszine ! I’m so insanely lucky to have been included in this zine, and I’m really proud of my contribution.

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[pollenallergie]

joseph’s shaved head makes me think of giving billy knight a 2020/2021 quarantine at-home haircut. he’s just sat on a chair you’ve pulled into the bathroom, sitting as still as he possibly can (which isn’t that still, but cut him some slack, he’s fidgety by nature), unintentionally distracting you by looking at you as if you are quite literally a deity (like he’s soooo in love) with those big brown eyes of his while you shave his head, and you’re just like, “…. yeah, okay, i’m gonna need you to shut your beautiful eyes or else this is simply never getting done. i love you so much, angel, but i cannot focus when you look at me like that.” and he just blushes and giggles (we’ve already been over this, that man giggles) like “okay, my love 🥰😊”

[shinelikethunder]

i know that the most convenient shared reference point for splitting SPN into eras is by showrunner, but subjectively, the instinctive way my brain wants to divide it up is into just two shows: six seasons and change of a show powered by whatever the fuck is wrong with kripke and gamble, and then eight or nine seasons of a show powered by whatever the fuck is wrong with dabb and buckleming.

yeah carver was showrunner for some of those and gamble was hanging on by her fingernails in one, but there's... idk, a derailment that happens in s7. where the show's coherence, its plausibility as a continuation that's at least trying to build seamlessly on what came before, kinda falls down and never gets back up again. and this seems driven, not primarily by showrunner agenda (in fact the hallucifer arc is IMO the last shambling remnant of SPN v1), but by dabb/loflin and buckner/ross-leming stepping up as the meat-and-potatoes midseason episode writers + both duos getting bolder (or less tightly edited) about their worst tendencies.

(tbh i'm curious what carver's tenure would've looked like with a different set of writers taking point on the anchor episodes that weren't openers/finales, because haphazard execution of intriguing concepts was like theeee hallmark of s8-11. but all the same. carver and dabb eras and late gamble era feel grouped, to me, by similar implementation issues dragging down distinct overall approaches. aka "whatever the fuck is wrong with dabb and buckleming," which also includes more and more of their personal narrative kinks as the seasons go on.)

anyway none of this has any objective backstop to it that i can point to, beyond "gosh look at where the Writing Crimes Georg duos started getting handed entire mini-arcs." mostly it's just this vibe that s6 and some of s7 were still cooking in s1-5's kitchen? an attachment to the continuity there, which beats out the conceptual tidiness of "kripke era" as a line to draw between "classic" SPN and everything else. or, to be petty and specific, a sense that 7x03 and the dumbshit subplot it instigated were the shark-jump that SPN never even tried to recover from, after which it functionally became a different show that was far more loosely held together than its predecessor.

[fastcardotmp3]

“Nancy Wheeler, twenty-one years old. Nancy— Wheeler—” a pained sound, clawing from the back of her throat, “Nancy Wheeler, twenty-one, from Hawkins, Indiana. Wrongfully imp–imprisoned. For whistleblowing— illegal acts of— human— experimentation—” » Ronance // Rated M // Hurt/Comfort // 2.2k » Febuwhump #1: Helpless & Solitary Confinement » Febuwhump Masterlist

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The fog so filled to the brim with hopeless want that she can sometimes hear their voices echoing off of the walls, sometimes hear Steve’s optimism or Jonathan’s caution; sometimes hear her brother’s ferocity or Max Mayfield’s determination. 

Sometimes, most of the time, she hears Robin. 

“You have to be more careful about this, Nance. If they find out how much you have on them–” “They’re going to find out. That’s the point.” “The point is moot if you end up dead along the way!” “The point is that too many people already are!”

She hears Robin. 

“Please come back to bed. It’s colder without you.”  “I’ll be there in just a minute. I had this thought…” “It’s three in the morning.” “I know, just–” “Nancy. C’mere. Come back to me, yeah?” “...Yeah. Yeah, okay.”

She hears Robin.

“You are strong but you are not invincible.” “I’m whatever I need to be to get this done.” “You are not invincible, Nancy Wheeler. Come back to me.”

And it’s echoing and it’s loud and it’s hard, it’s so fucking hard to hear her voice but not feel the warmth of her calloused hands, to not feel her wrap Nancy up in her arms from behind, those dry lips pressing to the spot just behind her ear. 

[igotthecinema]

Mean (with the claps) -Speak Now Tampa Night 3

[beatrixshifts]

i just watched nowhere boy with my parents and they just can't understand why i was smiling the entire movie

[carcarrot]

vacation starts tomorrow