#eurika moment

[hesitant-yet-hopeful]

I just realized the Cats The Musical and Ride The Cyclone have a similar musical style:

starts with some establishing songs saying this is the world. This event is the catalyst of the show. This is who we are as a group.

very powerful being says that he'll pick one of the characters to have a special fate

the tragic character is somewhat ostracized from the rest of the group, and is continually treated as lesser, different, and is insulted subtly and not so subtly

a bunch of people(/cats) singing "I am" songs to try and convince the magic guy and their companions that they deserve to get this new chance at life

a very tragic character laments the loss of their former self in what is probably the biggest ballad of the musical. This starts to lead the others into thinking, "Oh dang the tragic character is kinda tragic. we should dial down our malice" the malice is not fully gone, as that character is still other-ed, but it isn't as extreme as the begining

a few more "I am" songs, but the underlying mood has shifted to more be contemplative and somber

the declination starts with a younger female character realizing that there was only ever one person who qualified to be reborn, the person who was always going to be picked by the magic guy, and has everyone relize this as well

musical ends somewhat bittersweet with the tragic chosen one moving on and the rest of the cast singing something close to a reprise of the opening, ending with a message like "such is life, se la vie, thats how it goes"

and you walk away a changed person, but not fully sure of what the lesson or moral was or if there even was one

(this format kinda applies to Six The Musical as well, but Six is a bit too different to be included in the category)

[metaphysicae]

when she manifests my metaphor

[twistedpink]

Who’s your valentine? @/cafekitsune banner

And the spinner says….

Floyd + love languages + forced proximity

This is why you hate roommates, it’s always something with them. Poor Thumper, the love of your life’s been absconded with, and it’s all thanks to that beer-ponging-fridge-vacumming knucklehead that Thumpy’s late to the vet. In fact, you hope he doesn’t graduate. He doesn’t deserve a degree! And,

creaaakkkkkkkkkkkk

“Shrimpyyyy,, you tweetin’ about me again?”

It’s always something with your roommates.

Floyd Leech’s the last in a longgggggg line of roommates your college’s set up for you, and at this point it’d just be easier to take the loss and get a rental. All of your housemates have been just terrible- That Ace who stole the communal router and tried to sell it back to you, or Kalim who (despite being one of the nicest guys you know) is your landlord. Whenever he wracked up a noise complaint, you were the one to pay it, “on principle” he said. None of them are as bad as Floyd!

You’ve been flashed SO many times because the idiot can’t use doors, you’re basically forced to tail him with a wet cloth whenever he loiters, and the clinging! You have never met someone who can just stick to people like that!

Your life flashes before your eyes when Floyd hangs lazily in his bedroom doorway, instead of lurking in the shadows of his room,, It’s like a blindbox reveal- He’s shirtless and wearing your Hawaiian basketball shorts. The way he gravitates towards you when he’s sleepy is almost.. Sweet? It’s very distracting to your mission. Stupid washboard abs.

“I asked if you’re puttin’ me on your tweeter.”

“And I’m telling you no!”

“So you’re lyin?”

“Yes. NO. WAIT!”

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And that’s how you ended up here, in his bed, getting spooned by your evil roommate. It was only a routine checkup for Thumper anyways, but it would’ve been so cute if you snagged a valentines headband :( Atleast Thumpy looks happy. You abided Floyd when he begged for a “bunny base” in his room for “enrichment”, and it’s been a massive help.

Floyd’s watching magicam above your head, and you’re slowly resigning ever standing up again. His legs are SO strong! Anytime you struggle they just yank you closer to his body, (or shake you like a chewtoy) and Floyd is unbothered to the max.

“Why’re you so clingy today?”

“Jus’ work. Jade wants me to come in on our holiday! Can you believe it?”

Instead of asking about the implications of that, like a normal person, you rub shapes into calf. Maybe if you’ve placated him enough, you can still get that headband! The only difficult bit of leaning into Floyd’s antics, is there’s no way to tell who’s enjoying it more. It’s a terrifying thought that maybe, just a little bit, you actually like the brute. But that might just be him worming his way into your brain- it’s pretty hard to tell where Floyd starts and you begin right now.

The worst part of Floyd is that he’s just a little bit good for you. He can be kind! And motivating, and so pretty that it’s only human nature to be drawn in by him. That childish, needy voice in your head hopes he feels the same about you.

When he brings you closer (with all his limbs this time, phone long forgotten), and nuzzles against your neck with the tip of his nose, there’s nothing you want more than for him to kiss it instead. It’s loving, and spontaneous, and so Floyd- That it makes your head fuzzy with alllllllll the good thoughts. He’s warm. In that sudden, horror flick esque eurika! moment you realize there’s nowhere else you’d rather be than right here, right now. There’s always something with your roommates.

“Yup, can’t. Jade’s just jealous he’s alone on valentines.”

“Foshow. OOOO! I forgot about the earrings I made ya’!”

[cannot-be-cyn]

remember kim dokja's bully song minwoo? yeah, that guy... must be wild for kim dokja to find out that his bully from more than ten years ago had resorted to cannibalism in the apocalypse to exert his alpha male dominance and unleash his inner furry when the society as they knew it collapsed. if i was in kim dokja's shoes, the moment i found out that my former bully did just what song minwoo did, i would have had a eurika moment and would scream my word vomit- because that must've have explained a lot of things. my tormentor, you must have a lot of confusion in you, huh? instead of terrorizing 4chan and tumblr in the ye ole year of '06 & '07 with your fursona, you terrorized me instead. and then, punch him in the face.

[tomatobasill]

I'd imagine that Remus (or Reg, you choose) would be very coffee dependent. And not like the cutesy Starbucks (we're boycotting anyways) but at the same time not 'I can't live without coffee ahaha' but at the same time, that's exactly them.

Because they've gotten into the routine of making coffee envery morning, so they don't realise how bad it is until they sleep in or just forget. Fast forwards to dinner time and they have a mirgrane, they're miserable and short with EVERYONE, until they eye their coffee machine and it's a eurika moment, because "right, i'm experiencing withdrawl"

This did just happen to me, and when I suffer, I have to make my favourite characters suffer too. It's 5pm for me rn and I've just realised that I didn't have my morning americano and I truly did think that today as the day I meet my maker with the migrane I had. No. I'm just experiencing caffeine withdrawl.

It could be any of them really. I hc Sirius as a pretty big coffee drinker, but I think James is one of those people that need to be within 5 steps of a bathroom whenever he has coffee lol

[cityzenshark]

Security Protocols slight fix-it excerpt

Firsts to Grow Up: Family, 16 - Race for Safety

Author's note:

Without any mention of the incident with Tarantulas, Twitch's behaviour in that episode feels out of place. Aside from that, we never saw Bee train the Terrans for the rest of part B, everyone is chill despite the fact that they almost become orphans, and most importantly, GHOST's reason for hunting down Bee is very loose a reason. Show writers' attempt to make them Cemetery Wind 2.0 does not work at all. And no, GHOST in this AU won't be like Cemetery Wind, but more as NEST 2.0.

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One week after the incident with Tarantulas, Twitch grows frustrated that she and her Terran siblings hadn’t had combat training in a while. All they’ve done is education and Bumblebee keeps testing their top speeds with his.

Thrash tells Twitch to relax and have fun as he, Hashtag and Bee lined up at the starting line. Nightshade is in the air with a camera on the three while Jawbreaker manages the timer. The moment their teacher speeds off, Twitch attacks Thrash in hopes he would spar with her. He repels her attacks in surprise, yelling at her to stop. Twitch doesn’t listen then takes her energy blades out. Bumblebee intervenes in time before she could charge at her twin. The triplets freeze in shock as they feel fury boiling from Twitch that overwhelms Thrash’s fear in the link.

       Twitch insists she’s spar training. Bumblebee tells her she’s assaulting because Thrash didn’t agree to fight her. He orders her to cool off in the bunker. Twitch storms off, muttering angrily, ticking Thrash off. He follows her to talk some sense into her. Hashtag and Nightshade follow suit, worried that their things might get damaged by Twitch. Jawbreaker wants to race with ‘Bee but the latter says it won’t be fair. In truth, JB doesn’t want to be near Twitch & Thrash when they quarrel. Bumblebee coaxes him when rain clouds form and the two collect the equipment and return to the barn together.

Once Jawbreaker enters the bunker, an alarm blares and a heavy reinforced door suddenly shuts behind him, leaving Bumblebee outside.

Nightshade cries out in celebration, “Eurika!”, and checks the security cameras.

Thrash asks when did the farm had cameras.

Hashtag and Nightshade reply together, “Last night.”

Schloder arrives at the farmhouse. Robby and Mo are at the living room doing homework while their parents are napping upstairs. A loud transformation noise catches the vice warden’s attention. He doesn’t wait for their parents as he heads towards the barn.

Bumblebee sees Schloder approaching through the cracks in the barn’s walls. He tries to open the bunker door, but it doesn’t budge, then he frantically climbs up to the hay shelf right before Schloder arrives at the open entrance. The wood creaks under Bee’s weight. Schloder is about to look up when Dorothy calls out his name, saying he’s intruding as she closes the barn door. Bee carefully climbs down and heads for the still shut bunker door.

“Kids, let me in! Now!” he whispers at the Cybertronian-sized doorbell urgently. The Terrans doesn’t hear him because the speaker on the other side hasn’t been installed yet.

       Schloder apologises for intruding then informs the family about Bumblebee being on GHOST’s wanted list for running away during the events of the Autobot friendly fire. It was recently added after their agents found new evidence about Bumblebee’s status at racing tracks across the nation – confirming that he didn’t die in the war’s final battle. Schloder searches for Bee himself to hopefully converse with him because Warden Croft will throw Bee into a cell without a second thought. He thinks “Alex’s” sports car had been scanned by Bumblebee and intends to bring him to the office for questioning. To play along, Alex agrees to follow Schloder. After watching Alex leave with Schloder, Dorothy marches to the barn with the teenagers behind her.

       “Bumblebee! We need to talk about your pastime activities. And why aren’t you in the bunker?”

       “The door won’t open.”

       Dot calls the bunker with its old connecting phone in the barn. Nightshade gleefully picks it up and boasts about the newly installed security systems he and Hashtag had installed by themselves. Dorothy asks if either of them had asked Wheeljack for guidance to which they didn’t. Nightshade confidently says the door will open in ten minutes only for Thrash to point out the timer actually reads ten hours.

Nightshade tries to unlock the door manually, but the codes are rejected. Hashtag mentions a second entryway they haven’t finish digging up yet, to which Dot tells her to stop digging because it would end up right under the house, scolding them both for not informing her or their father about the systems. The tall triplets look at each other sheepishly.

Dot tells Robby to use her old military laptop to decode the systems then tells Mo to contact Wheeljack while she presses Bee to explain himself.

Bumblebee is searching for a Decepticon friend after he was told by Arcee a few weeks back that the friend likely spends time racing at small racing tracks. Bee found him at the track GHOST is observing. Dot worries Bee might get caught or have to be nomadic again, leaving the Terrans’ without their mentor. Bee insists now that GHOST is tracking him, he has to, or else suspicion will fall to the Maltos – risking the Terrans’ existence being exposed. He apologizes to Dot for breaking his promise. Dot contemplates for a moment then gets an idea.

       In the bunker, Twitch rambles angrily how her Terran siblings might be able to help Bumblebee if they hadn’t gotten stuck. Thrash finds her words unbelievable as Twitch have been rebelling their teacher ever since he scolded her for nearly shooting at a cow a few days back. Twitch rolls her eyes in response, stunning the triplets and further angers Thrash.

“You don’t care that you almost killed a cow or that you attacked me? What is with you today?!”

“Me? What’s wrong with you? – the four of you! Don’t you guys want to be stronger after what happened with Tarantulas? We could’ve saved Mom and Dad from him faster. I could’ve saved Mom and Dad faster! I’m the swiftest, I have weapons on me, but I still couldn’t stop him from almost taking Mom and Dad away! You guys have been playing and doing quizzes over and over as if Tarantulas never happened. I can’t even sleep it off! I can’t believe you guys are over it so quickly!!”

Feeling guilty and hurt, Nightshade feigns ignorance of Twitch’s outburst by pretending to be busy with decoding; Jawbreaker and Hashtag look down in shame. Thrash calmly tells Twitch that none of them are “over” the incident. They’re just distracting themselves from the uneasiness. Plus, Wheeljack and Bee were told by their parents to take things easy because they know the children are shaken up. He sits down beside Twitch, puts an arm around her shoulders. Her rigid body loosens a little at her twin’s touch, yet the anger lingers.

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[graciegoeskrazy]

WAIT

EURIKA MOMENT

teen reader who is a musician. maybe signed to dirty hit or something? and she has to fill in for someone on tour? and starts touring with them?

THOUGHTS???

[bigfan-fanfic]

Totally a Damian and Tim thing but love the sound of them helping their bf with school stuff or work but they do indirectly/subtly it by asking those big questions that get him to come to the conclusion by himself. Figure both love those eurika moments and realizations.

I mean, both of them likely had tutors or mentors who used a very similar method, so it makes sense they would prefer that teaching style.

[khar1a]

I've just had a philosophical opening in my dream

I just remembered, that in my dream today i've discovered a very simple yet very "eurika" thought, but i can't seem to remember what was it. The dream goes as written: I am in some kind of grassy mountain/hills and talking to two other people (who are behind me). Then there were 3 sentences. The first was (if i remember properly) pretty depressing. Then there was a second, which was a catalyst for the third, eurika moment. It had filled me with joy and lifted a mountain off my shoulders. And yet i can't remember it

[museofscale]

This is for the drive...

A chubby, soft-looking lady stares in awe of the vehicle-long cock in front of her, stuck through a wall. She pokes around it, thinking of the best way to approach, when suddenly she has a 'eurika' moment and knows exactly what to do. First, she crawls under the shaft and hugs the balls, gently caressing them. the giant penis above her starts to twitch and she hears small moans from the other side of the wall. next, she runs her fingers and tongue up and down it, basically hugging it to keep it in reach. Once she reaches the tip she undresses, climbs atop it, and starts rubbing her massive soft breasts up and down the cock. gallon-large drops of pre drip out of the titanic mysterious green stamen as she slicks her way up and down it. Finally she hops off and places her mouth on as much of the tip as she can and tongues it, rubbing her hands and arms on the side of the cock to stroke it. after a few minutes of pre ing and strokes the cock erupts like a volcano. The lady gulps and slurps as much of the thousands of gallons of cum pumping out of the mega cock. By the time the cock finishes, the lady practically has to roll out from how much she drank. She may just come back later to try out another method...

(you didn't roll so I'm gonna go ahead and do that for you on the next reblog!)

[rviner]

"There's two big lokums in this car right now." Ines retorts, making a quick gesture to Zeyna's chest before her hand grips the wheel again as she laughs. But the noise becomes one of amused disbelief as Zey begins to lean out of the window, Ines only watching the moment between quick glances. "Oh, watch out. Hereditary." she quips through a laugh, playfully swaying the car as if she's about to swerve but the vehicle is straightened again within the next second. "That doesn't even count anyways, the wind carried that. You're a liar and a cheat." Ines teases, her laughter lingering.

For a moment, anyways. When their amusement subsides, Ines is left with the reality of the upcoming day. She knows she won't hate Carina, this isn't about that. Ines simply knows all she'll be able to think of is how, really, they should never have to meet. Because her mother would be there at the cookout, laughing, making jokes, getting everyone dancing. But, Ines offers Zeyna a quick, grateful smile. "Yeah. Thanks. I mean, I didn't even know we had a signal but I'll make sure to make it." she adds levity to the moment, another thing that's short lived.

Ines doesn't look to Zeyna as her friend has a eurika moment, the shame still lingering through her. And embarrassment. "There's nowhere to pullover." she chuckles weakly, doing a double take to Zeyna from the road and back again. "No, no. He didn't. I kinda did." Ines clarifies quickly, but she only rushed away because she knew what was going to happen next. An awkward 'So ummm...this won't make it weird, right?' She was just dodging the punch before it landed. "It's just...yeah. He's not gonna be texting me." another weak chuckle as she fumbles to blast the AC. "So, let's just pretend like Jakob Ranstrom doesn't exist and have a nice day at the beach with giant dogs that can bite people on command. Because that sounds fun to me." she grins, giving her trademark nod of acceptance and her trademark skill of swerving around the twist she can feel in her chest.

"that's because you're putting something down that's impossible to pick up. show me a giant lokum and i will listen." zeyna laughs, her head shaking adamantly as she gives a bossy point to ines. but the laughter grows suddenly, the two of them cackling together, zeyna never thinking she'd have to defend her spitting habits. "that's not true!" she sits up straighter as if genuinely offended. but she knows it is, all the years of pretending to spit in frustration or to ward off an evil eye means the real deal doesn't get very far.

"no, look. i'm not having this, i'm a good spitter." not only can zey not hear their conversation fully, but she's also adamant, pressing the button so her window slides down. she gathers saliva in her mouth, angling herself so she can spit out of the window. nevermind that she has to lean out of it completely to ensure it doesn't fly back in her face. "see!" but all of the levity fades and quickly, zeyna sinking back in her seat as she closes the window again.

a sympathetic frown moves over her lips as she glances to ines, never knowing what to say. because she knows if it was her, her mother gone and her father having a child with someone new, she'd feel her heart break. but ines seems to handle everything with a cool demeanor, even if zey thinks it's only a matter of time before she has no choice to face it all properly. "plus, i'm there. so if it gets weird you can do the signal and i'll rush over, pretend something needs your attention." she nods, hand reaching out to pat ines on the head.

and, they know one another too well now that zey can't ignore how there's obviously something else on ines's mind. she listens, expecting clarity but all she can see is how her friend dodges the details. zeyna frowns as she listens, slowly, pieces clicking into place that make her head tilt. her eyes widen, mouth falling open suddenly. "you...slept with him?" she checks she's understood right, her voice lowering as if someone might hear. "oh my god, nes! at the gala!?" zeyna's voice lifts slightly, a gasp leaving her as she sits up, turning as much as she can in her seat. "oh my god pullover! is that what happened!? and he just humped and dumped at a party!?"

[arl-the-beloved]

Thinking about a genshin fic or comic where the characters "know" of this other wordly presence following the traveler (us basically) and suddenly they can get buffed or they wake up in fucking stormterror's liar when they were doing the laundry just seconds ago, but theyre not really there, they just zone out for a bit but still have the memories of when they were "there"

Characters with skins going on with their day and suddenly theyre outfit just changed

Ngl i think the archons and Adepti would know what the "presence" is but not too much other than that

Also for those who skip dialouge, when characters talk to the traveler, sometimes its a normal convo, other times are like the convo is going in a pace that no one is fast enough to understand, and yet by the end you remember what happened and the actual convo is a blur

[fwhite-photography]

Who are you? Why choose photography? Eureka Moment.

My name is Fiona White, I come from a small town central scotland called wishaw, quite a small and deprived area, when i'm not at college thriving in a photography based environment, I am our working one of my 3 jobs, in my spare time I enjoy going out with my friends and socialising, I enjoy going on spontaneous trips out to get pictures on nice days. The thing that got me insterested in photography was initially my hair dresser, he had used the model Kate Moss to style her hair and at the bottom of the page on the magazine his name was on it, having this in the back of my mind I was very interested in being able to produce a similar image one day, we had went on a family holiday later that year to Egypt and I had just to a few snaps but when i started to look at them I was really enjoying it and decided to take it up and a hobby from there, however I am wanting to further this skill and hopefully make it my career. The above images were taken between 2011-2013 just on an ipod, however having said this, these are the images that made me realise i did enjoy taking pictures and using the likes of composition.

[prodigal-sons]

Eve breaking it off with Malcolm to get with Jessica:

(to the tune of Stacy's Mom)

And I know that you think it's a fantasy, but since your dad's the worst your mom could use a gal like me

Malcolm's mom has got it goin' on, she's all I want and I've waited so long. Malcolm, can't you see? You're just not the guy for me. I know it might be wrong, but I'm in love with Malcolm's mom

[professor-petty]

GUYS, YOU'RE NOT GONNA BELIEVE WHAT I'VE FOUND

I was just scrolling, right? And then I come across this ad from a guy in Adaleide who's looking for a significant other

I Think 'Haha lol there's no way this is legit' but I click on it just to see and

THE BITCH IS LEGIT

How crazy is that?! I search for this actual legit website directly and I come across all sorts of gems on it! The first one and my personal favourite

HE'S A SCRABBLE CHAMPION!

Of all of the things I thought this guy would be, Scrabble Champion is not one of them but I am glad to know that he is because it just makes sense for me. But that's not it, my fellow Tumblr Goblins, not by a long shot!

As I keep scrolling, this just keeps getting better and better! He lists out his personality

His negative attributes

What he's looking for in a partner

His fricking experience as a partner

And another thing that just makes sense about him: His age

I am sitting here in slack jawed awe at this absolutely amazing little gem I've found on the Internet. Here's the link to Danny-boy's website if you wanna do a gander on it. I'm just gonna sit in a corner for a while and laugh in amazement

[elysianluv]

summary: certain words have yet to be exchanged between yuno and you, words that weigh in on the silences you share, lodge themselves in your throat, and are ultimately replaced by an entirely different phrase

content warning/s: an emotionally stunted fool 💔

1:35AM —

there is magic in the air tonight.

it is strangely familiar, though unrelated to the element he has such mastery over. it's in the round moon hanging low in the sky or the silence of the forest, perhaps. or maybe it's simply you.

   "oh, but–" your voice sounds over the communication device in his hand, "–but you're alright, yeah?"

ah.

yuno hums in response, light so as to not wake the squad members he's keeping watch over. "i am, promise."

he hears your laugh on the other end, most likely in relief after the group's communication cut off for a couple of days. "as long as you're fine," you sigh softly, and yuno can imagine you leaning backwards to stretch sleepily.

   "are you tired, angel?"

he smiles in the dark; you're probably shaking your head right now, and in a minute you'll remember he can only hear your voice, and— "oh, no, 'm fine babe."

it's cute, he thinks. you are.

he'd also wager you're sleepy as hell, and stubborn enough to fight it off in favour of a few minutes with him. and sure enough, your light breathing pleasantly fills up the silence even at his end, slowly evening out.

you'll fall asleep in a matter of second despite your firm insistence otherwise, and yuno guesses he might finish this mission and return to you sometime around this time tomorrow— a heavy sigh escapes him at the thought of another whole day of this. he's not even really sure what 'this' is, to be honest, aside from the dull ache of your absence. it's biting, suffocating, creeping up during moments when he remembers the way your arms would wrap around him, his back to your chest and a lazily whispered 'morning' in greeting.

when you tell him, "i miss you," he wonders who came up with those words, and whether they were meant to encompass even a longing this strong, this bitter sting that accompanies the mere thought of being away from you.

there's a separate set of three words to express that, some part of him knows.

you mumble something in your sleep, breaking away his train of thought. yuno lifts the communication device closer to his ear when you whisper a few incoherent words once more — it's useless, trying to understand what you're saying, he's spent hours trying to make sense of your sleepy murmurs with little to no avail before.

he could laugh, really — that's so on brand for you. the kisses you always press to his hairline and his immediately relaxing shoulders don't make sense, the sudden urge to reach for your hand when you walk down the street together doesn't, his heart stuttering at your smile — none of it does, it never has.

how do you do it? and does he have a similar effect on you?

it didn't happen all at once, either, so yuno thinks you've pulled a fast one on him with the way he's always catching himself mirroring your smiles — there had been no 'click', no eurika moment like he'd been expecting — instead it lingered in the way your touch always seemed to last a few moments longer than necessary, in his eyes that searched for yours whenever someone made a joke, staring at your lips until klaus or mimosa nudged him back to his senses, you were gradual and inevitable, your presence cementing itself until he's left drowning in his mind without it.

you're selfish, leaving him to figure all this out himself.

   "...yuno?"

there's playful mirth lacing his tone, the slight smirk you can almost hear sending a shiver down your spine. "sleep well, angel?"

your pout is just as visible in your murmured, "sorry, babe, i just–"

   "–it's alright," he interrupts softly, "you should get more rest."

   "i will," you promise, and yuno raises the device once more, eyes closing to focus on your voice. "what were you doing?"

   "thinking," he answers after a beat of silence.

in your room, you stare at the second glass of water you've accidently poured water into. "...yeah? about what?"

   "not telling."

he bites back a grin at the sound of your laughter, a whine spilling past your lips, "yuno! you can't just— tell me, please, babe?"

seriously selfish, yuno decides with a sigh. "i just—" and what exactly was there to admit? how could he make enough sense of the mess that is his mind to explain it? "—missed you."

[masterlist]