#five things i've been thinking about

[welcometololaland]

Thanks for the self-rec asks! I'm feeling very...not into my own ao3 right now so INSTEAD i'm going to send the asks on and tell you five things (in no particular order) that i've been thinking about this week <3

ONE: Swimming - I NEED TO FINISH THE SWIM FIC AKA THIS AMAZING WORK BY @carlos-in-glasses. I started reading and then I went overseas and I felt like I didn't have the time to go through and scream line by line and I'm so excited to dive back in (hehe see what I did there) now that it's finished!

TWO: State parks and secret service agents - not necessarily together, but I've been lowkey dreaming of obtaining my own slightly insane-looking garden gnome and a stock tank for a while thanks to the beautiful fic created by @iboatedhere (I don't have a pool and a stock tank seems like a good option right now). Also the secret service AU snippets are life giving (recent one here).

THREE: Guaranteeing nothing - screamed (literally) my way through the first fourteen chapters of Never a Guarantee and now I need to finish it!!!! @clottedcreamfudge and her writing make me so fucking feral in the best way and this fic is no exception. I had much fear about my sanity going into this because I knew it was going to drive me wild but my crops have been watered and I eagerly await completion of the arcs.

FOUR: Mythical things (aka. a dearly beloved universe) - to be fair, I'm not sure I ever stopped thinking about Jen's masterpiece - as if you were a mythical thing - because it lives rent free in my head (genuinely one of my favourite fics ever). I'm thinking about it a lot more now that @strandnreyes has put the idea of writing a sequel in my head (snippet is here). A re read is in my sights and I'm very excited about it! If you haven't read it, you absolutely have to.

FIVE: TK and Carlos getting unprofessional - @rmd-writes and I have been playing around in this document for ages, co-writing something so silly it borders on crack and it's the most fun I've had writing fic in ages (thank you to @celeritas2997 for putting up with us lol). Everything I do by myself seems so hard right now but this feels so easy and (I think it's fair to say) it's almost done? 1 and a little bit more chapters? I'm EXCITE. You can read the most recent snippets of the fic colloquially known as "(un)profesh" here (rmd) and here (me).

ALSO to anyone who has shared a doc link with me - I promise I am also thinking very hard about those and will give them the time and attention they deserve when I get home! I never know whether people like me specifically mentioning those types of things so I'll just like...sit down but please know i'm thinking of you and sorry that I haven't been around much!

[couch-collector]

穿过漫长的岁月/终于站在你面前 无论健康与否富贵贫贱/我会永远在你身边

After so many years, I finally stand before you No matter through sickness or health, prosperity or poverty, I will always be by your side

执子之手/Hold your Hand by 宝石Gem & 哩哩

[sharkneto]

I've been rereading Joining Together and I just thought about Number being there when Claire is born! Not there as in there-there but there as in not in the future.

And now I can't stop thinking about it: how does Five find out about Claire? Did he even know that Allison was pregnant? I can see him finding out he became an uncle because of celebrity gossip, or because one of his siblings found out and someone tells him. Does he get to meet her when she's a baby, or does that only happen after Allison's divorce (and the apocalypse)? I'm so invested, I can't stop thinking about this. Anyway, all I know is that Five would be a great uncle!

...would you believe me if I said I've never actually thought about Number and Claire? What a crazy oversight on my part, how has this not come up in my brain in the five (!?) years I've been thinking about him

The thing is, anon... Five I think is bringing the energy and drive to be a great uncle. Number? He... hmm... Critically he did not spend four decades of his life missing his family and dreaming of this little niece he missed getting to meet, that little fantasy has not lived rent free in his crinkling psyche as a carrot at the end of a very long, brutal stick.

The energy Number is bringing is, upon learning Allison is pregnant, is "On purpose? Why?" He and his Allison are not close, he was not invited to her wedding (nor were any of the siblings), he's met Patrick maybe once before or after the marriage and was not nice to him. He very aware they're all fucked up why the hell would any of them be having a kid, does Allison even know what you're supposed to do with a kid, have fun fucking them up (he rants at talks to Viktor about this over drinks after finding out. He'll also blurt this to Allison, when he gets the announcement, which does not endear him to her and being more involved in baby planning/visits).

He'll go through the most basic uncle motions - send Allison something for the baby shower he did not get an invite to (partly motivated by spite for not getting an invitation), congratulate her when he gets a text from Ben about Claire's birth and sees the announcement in the tabloids (he lost his Personal Birth Announcement privilege with his bad response to the pregnancy announcement). But despite them being on the same coast (Allison in Hollywood, Five in Seattle for grad school), they aren't making casual visits to see each other. Allison is busy making movies and she doesn't need Five around being a dick about her perfect family (and doesn't need him to make her feel guilty about the Rumors she is in denial about). Five is busy doing physics and not worrying about the end of the world and what do you do with kids anyway? If they see each other at all it's because one is in the other's town and they feel obligated to see each other. You have to remember this family is still a disaster and estranged, and they will not all get together except for weddings and funerals (and the only wedding that's happened in the family they were not invited to).

Like Five, Number isn't going to really meet Claire until after Apocalypse Week, and even then he's not going to be as involved an uncle as Five will be to his Claire. He'll love her, he'll include her in his People I Must Keep Safe circle, but it'll be a more casual Uncle-Niece relationship, more driven by Allison being in better contact with the family than Number's want to uncle. Number isn't as tied to his siblings as Five is - he does have his own life going on outside of them, he's not going to stay hanging around the Academy when everything finally settles. This is actually one of the most critical spots in which they are different people. Does he feel bad about the estrangement? Yes, but it's easy enough to tamp down and keep with this other mixed, guilty feelings about his messy relationships with his siblings.

[camellcat]

just recently rewatched the end of time specials, and I can't stop thinking about the way the master caught the doctor only to let him drop anyway. hey guys. what the fuck? I like had a visceral reaction to that and I don't even know why. that's. what. why'd he do that. do it again

[vargaslovinghours]

And never let you go ♥

Bonus without the overspill lighting:

[cookinguptales]

I was trying to learn more about Japan's parapsychology craze in the 80s and 90s and was having a surprisingly difficult time finding good sources on Google. So I kept trying different search terms and finally this comes up

cia??? freedom of information act???

Anyway!! I clicked on it and the page is "down for maintenance" and I have never been more consumed with curiosity lmao.

I had no idea that Google would search through FOIA documents...

[danikatze]

Out of the Five Leaves Otake is the worst at sharing things about herself. People think they know her because she seems so outgoing and open, but when they think about it, they don't know a thing about her.

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

Guysssssssuuhhhhhggghughhf I'm soooooooooo so sorry I'm gonna be very cringe on this blog for a minuteeeeee

Runs away fast enough that I disintegrate everyone look away close your eyes I don't exist and neither does this art piece

[longagoitwastuesday]

Every day I am haunted by the fact JJK could be amazing but it will be just idk Bleach or something

[doerot]

Many such cases of adding a third fucked up guy into the mix to make me actually interested in a ship

[thevegetablewhichnoonedaresname]

i unraveled half a dishcloth about 3 times because i was having a toxic man-refusing-to-ask-for-directions moment and kept telling myself "nah you've knit stacks of these and it's literally the easiest pattern" and ignoring the fact that i've been crocheting for 3-4 years and could really spare 5 seconds to google a pattern as a refresher

[leaflingsound]

thinking about genderfluid/trans fem steve again (happens at least once every six months for the past seven years, now) and how much I need him to have a total breakdown pre-realization where he just absolutely fucks up his hair. I'm talkin dull scissors in the shower at 3am levels of fucking it up. and then he sits there on the cold tile floor in his big empty house with wet tufts of hair clinging to his skin and cries for 45 minutes straight like a little kid who wants their parents, because he can't tell which way is up anymore and doesn't know what to do.

[pigeonclaw]

I've got a weird habit in recent times where whenever I play an open world game, eventually I just start wandering around the map thinking "if the Clans in Warriors lived here, how would the territories be divided up? where would their camps be? where would they hold gatherings and commune with their ancestors?" and thinking about this in a fantasy-esque game lately has really made me long for a version of Warriors that does take place in a weirder, more fantastical world. obviously not to say there's anything wrong with the canon setting, but it is certainly a fun AU to ponder.

[codycodybobody]

late night/early morning thought is that there are many things i dislike about fanon obi wan, but the biggest thing people seem to miss is that uh. he's a kind of a jerk.

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — 24-hour scientific services.

SEPTEMBER 15, 1983

“Listen, Mrs. Springer, I’m fine. Promise.”

He knows his English teacher probably isn’t going to appreciate the ‘cross my heart’ gesture, but he feels it’s necessary to really convey how totally, completely, one hundred percent fine he is. 

“We’re almost to the office,” is all she says in response. Her expression is gentle, so’s her voice, but by her tone Marty recognizes that she means business. She almost looks… angry?

“Are you… mad at me?” he asks, eyes squinting to try to get a better look at her.

“What? Oh, honey, no,” she’s quick to reassure, and he feels so shitty that he almost doesn’t mind how she’s talking to him like he’s still in elementary school. “No, of course I’m not mad at you. You’re sick!”

That, he’s not going to argue with. 

“But, y’know, I-I can stay, really–” he tries to protest. He’s totally okay to just sit and listen to everyone talk about… whatever book they were reading. To Kill A Mockingbird, probably? Or Inherit the Wind. Something about some trial or whatever. Yeah, he was totally getting it, even if he did kind of almost fall trying to get up and use the pencil sharpener. But it was no big deal.  

“No, you’re going home to bed,” Mrs. Springer says definitively, sitting him down on a chair that’s in the hallway for some reason? No, they’re in the office now, he recognizes the big desk and the lady behind it. Mrs. Springer puts her hands on his shoulders. “Now, I have to go back to class, but Marjorie’s here and she’ll take good care of you. She’ll get someone to come and pick you up, okay? And if you need a ride, I can take you back home after school, but I don’t want you waiting that–”

“No, it’s… it’s okay, Mrs. S. Thanks.” He offers a half smile her way. It’s nice that she cares so much, but he’d be okay just to skate home, really. He didn’t want anybody to bother Mom and Dad or Dave but he also didn’t want them to freak out if he climbed into bed and didn’t climb back out for a solid two weeks.

Mrs. Springer and the desk lady– Marjorie, he guesses– exchange a look before Mrs. Springer goes back down the hall. Marjorie smiles at him. 

“Hang tight, Marty,” she assures, cheerfully, “let me just call home for you, okay?”

He nods, letting his eyes shut for just a second–

“--Hi, sweetheart.”

Marty starts. Since when was Marjorie right in front of him? 

“Nobody’s picking up at home,” she continues, “is there someone else we could try?”

He nods. 

“Can I do it?” he asks.

“Sure, honey, go ahead.”

He stands, scuffing his shoes on the floor the way Mom always hates. He doesn’t mean to do it, but he’s pretty sure somebody tied weights around his legs while he wasn’t looking. 

He squints again, trying to make sense of the jumble of letters, numbers, and squares. Eventually, he manages to punch in the right number, hearing @doctorbrown ‘s voice at the other end. 

“Yo, Doc,” Marty begins. “Wait… you’re not your answering machine, right?... You’re you?... ‘Cause I, um, I kinda need a favor…” He rubs the back of his neck, his hair damp, fighting for words to describe his situation that just aren’t coming. “... I don’t feel good,” he eventually settles on, barely registering a wince at how babyish it sounds.  “They’re sendin’ me home but Mom and Dad aren’t, uh, aren’t home, so is it okay if you pick me up?... I keep telling ‘em I’m cool and I’ll be good to skate back but…”