#genuinely inspiring

[parallelogramsarefun]

thisisnotawebsitedotcom.com spoilers!

if you input booberry, as in the flavor on the bill cipher popsicle, into thisisnotawebsitedotcom.com you get this

[octavianacidicbreastmilk]

i love spanish because sometimes there a clear i dont give a FUCK about your english word you can physically hear

[fallout-lou-begas]

the sexless lesbians who say every horny thought makes them "no better than a man" might kill me for this but regarding chappell roan's ass in the tight chainmail and thigh-high plate armor forming a pseudo-garterbelt situation, it needs to be said: AWOOGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HUBBA HUBBA WOWEEEEEEEEEEEEE HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[ktempestbradford]

[image description: A quote tweet. Original from Academic Chatter: What one tip would you give new-starting PhD students?

On top of that, a Jonathan Fine tweet that says: Best advice I got in grad school was not to be angry when someone got something they didn't deserve but instead to be hopeful that I would get something better that I also didn't deserve]

I need this advice poured into every author--especially SFF authors--just when they are starting to get published and have friends who are published and maybe around the same place in their careers or slightly ahead. Because that's when the "They don't deserve to write for X!" and other similar thoughts start to float in.

[clownowo]

i hope they do actually announce a new ace attorney game but instead of anything anyone actually expects or wants its just a rhythm game where the characters dance around crime scenes.

[andstuffsketches]

finally watched Reign of the Supermen

[qoldenskies]

i think its so funny when people take the way donnie acts at face value even though its a horrible lie because he's a horrible liar, while understanding leo is bullshitting very well despite him actually being GOOD at bullshitting. many such cases

[sadagios]

brainrotting on life series designs, so first: double life desert duo

[ryssbelle]

Drew a bunch of Marinettes in a bunch of different artists styles it was a lot of fun!!

Artists who's styles I mimicked: @buggachat @hamsternamedmarinette @ladybeug @sabertoothwalrus and @anna-scribbles all epic artists 🤟😎

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Making and Remaking Memories

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[francixoxoxo]

MILLIE IM GNAWING AT THE WALLS THIA IS SO GOOD IDK HOW YOU WRITE HIM SO WELL BUT IT GENUINELY FEELS LIKE IM READING THE BOOK ESP WITH THIA DIALOGUE

I know everyone is freaking over “you get to feel safe and I get to not feel guilty about you suffering in silence” but I raise you “This is us, baby. We help eachother” bc WHAT DO HOU MEAN THEY ARE A UNIT

love that your mind went there and loved yours for billy - yes plz alex with a girl who gets panic attacks

⋆౨ৎ𝓪𝓵𝓮𝔁 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓯𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓬 𝓪𝓽𝓽��𝓬𝓴⋆౨ৎ 𝓯𝓮𝓶 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝔁 𝓪𝓵𝓮𝔁 𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓼𝓮𝓷 (tw- description of a panic attack)

The car ride was lengthy, only adding to your anxieties piling up on each other. Your knee bounced where you sat in the passenger seat, and every sense in your being became as blurry as the scenery whipping by.

Reasoning unknown, drives, especially long ones, had always put you on edge. You had a childhood history of panic attacks both great and small, your family determining the root of the cause rather quickly.

Traffic, though lengthy, hadn't been as great a burden as Alex had predicted, and now the two of you were sailing down the highway. He'd turned the radio back on, switching to a station you liked. It was touching he knew such a little detail about you since your relationship was newly minted. But right now you could hardly focus on the sweetness of the gesture. The music was only adding to your panic, flowing through your ears as noise rather than melody.

It seemed as though you'd tried everything. Clenching and unclenching your fists, breathing in and out, counting to a hundred. None of it was working, your frenzied mind only working itself up more over the fact that you weren't feeling better.

Alex reached over, settling a hand on your thigh and keeping one hand on the wheel, his eyes flickering from the empty highway briefly to look at you. "Everything okay, baby? You're quiet."

"Mhm." You were hardly capable of words, mind too preoccupied with your internal struggle. It felt as though there were walls closing in around you, the air draining from an invisible oxygen tank.

Besides your inability to express yourself, you didn't want Alex to know of your struggle. It felt like too big a thing to thrust on him so soon into this. Even though you'd known him for years before kissing for the first time, never once had you needed to breach the subject. Your little quirk remained just that, and your pain was silent. But now it was being tested.

It was as though the tension in your body was radiating outwards, energy grabbing hold of everything surrounding you. Your heart thrummed mercilessly in the chamber of your chest, only serving as a reminder of your panic. You took in a shaky breath through your nose, releasing it from your barely parted lips. It was fruitless, just like the last hundred intakes you'd attempted.

When the car hit a slight bump in the pavement, every facet of self control went out the window. Your hand flew to his on your thigh, squeezing, nails biting his knuckles, a single word escaping in a whimper you immediately regretted. "Alex."

He fully took his eyes from the road, going round as twin full moons as he took in the state of you. In a smooth movement, he turned the wheel, swerving to the side of the road. You were already letting go of his hand, pushing the car door open and stumbling out, hands finding their way around your waist as you heaved for breath. It felt like emerging to the surface after drowning.

Your hair fell over your face like two curtains as you bent your neck, breaths gaining tone at their severity. Tears stung your eyes, not only from your distress, but from the shock of embarrassment that radiated through your body like a heat wave. All this fuss over a little car ride? You were reminded painfully that you didn't even know why.

Footsteps pattered behind you, and then the steady comfort of your boyfriend was right at your side, taking one of your hands in his. "Hey...it's okay. What do you need?"

You let out a choked cry, turning suddenly into his arms and burying your face in his chest. His arms immediately slid around you, holding your shaky body gently, as if he wasn't sure what to do. Alex pressed a kiss to your hair, rubbing your back carefully. "Shh, I've got you. I've got you."

An unidentified amount of time passed with him simply holding you, whispering something sweet into your hair every so often. You sniffled, lifting your head. He was looking right at you, eyes filled to the brim with concern. You flushed, remembering your humiliation.

"Hey-" Alex settled his hand on your crown when you rested your face back into his chest. "It's okay. You know that, right?"

"I'm sorry-" you started, but he shook his head, cutting you off.

"Don't. Please." He stroked your hair soothingly. "You can't control it." Alex pressed a hand to your spine, rubbing without moving his hand. "Do you know why it happened?"

"Car rides," you mumbled. "I always get anxious during car rides. Long ones."

He drew back to look at you. "Why didn't you say anything? Baby-" The look on your face told him everything he needed to know. "What will help you? How can it be better?"

You sniffled, swiping a hand under your eye to catch a fallen tear. "Breaks help. So I can stretch my legs. Really I would have been fine but..."

"The traffic," Alex concluded, exhaling softly. "Oh, baby..." His fingers lightly trailed from side to side, gracing your shoulder blades. Resting your head on his shoulders, you let the remnants of your hiccups fade away. He pressed his lips to your hair, nose nudging your part. "How about we make a deal?"

You lifted your chin. "A deal?"

"Mhm." His fingers are tracing your jaw, thumb rubbing the bone. "You tell me when you're not feeling safe, and I'll help you."

"That's not really a deal." You furrowed your brow. "That's-"

He raised his eyebrows at you, a skeptical look on his face. "It's a deal. You get to feel safe and I get to not feel guilty about you suffering in silence."

You pursed your lips, moved by his point. "Fine. Deal."

"Yeah? Good?" Alex held your head to his lips, kissing your forehead firmly. "You put up with my anxiety enough, so I'll help you with yours. That's what boyfriends do."

"I'm not putting up with anything," you shook your head. "I love you, it's not-" you cut yourself off, realizing what he was saying. "Oh."

"Uh huh." He was smiling now, swaying you back and forth. "This is us, baby. We help each other."

Your worries had such an effect on you that it was hard to believe that anyone would bear your burdens alongside you. But here Alex was, cupping your cheeks in his big hands, searching your eyes and asking if you'd be okay driving a few more miles and then he'd stop and get you something to eat. That he'd make sure to drive slower, and would it make your anxiety worse if he drove with only one hand so he could hold yours?

Shaking your head, you leaned into him, taking a deep breath and letting his scent wash over you. In his arms you forgot your panic for the first time in the longest while. In his arms, all was well.

[yeoldenews]

A selection of strange and cryptic personal ads from The New York Herald, 1860s to 1890s. 15/?

[jollymalt]

kim yoosung, the man of 1000 hobbies

[lucabyte]

i feel like people are sleeping on the occam's razor situation of how buckwild it is to outright accuse a guy of being a clone of your friend even if you DO have a lot of circumstantial evidence. there's other options is what im saying. they could just be like. a guy. that's a sensible deduction. you should explore that deduction. ignore my shirt that reads I <3 RED HERRINGS.

i still think odile has the correct theory on lock but she's smart enough to know it needs like... a real smoking gun to be able to bring it up without sounding insane.

anyway. (mirabelle voice) i know its rude to speculate but has anyone else noticed the grieving? they seem to be grieving. does anyone have any thoughts on the grieving? i have some thoughts on the grieving.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Marvel's Squirrel Girl: The Unbeatable Radio Show! | All of Erik Lehnsherr's Call-In's

Episodes featured: The Fate of My Universe The Sinister Six Are No More Who Would Win In A Fight? Unbeatable

Full Podcast Playlist (Spotify)

Credits below:

Written by: Ryan North

Directed by: Giovanna Sardelli

Voice Cast: Milana Vayntrub - Squirrel Girl/Doreen Green Crystal Lucas Perry - Nancy Whitehead Leo Sheng - Koi Boi/Ken Shiga Davied Morales - Chipmunk Hunk/Tomas Lara-Perez Erica Schroeder - Tippy T. Squirrel Rob Nagle - Erik Lehnsherr

Key Art: "Squirrel Girl Infinity Comic (2022)" by Derek Charm - Doreen, Nancy, Ken, Tomas, Tippy "Magneto (2023)" by Todd Nauck - Erik

[sartorially]

what iiiiiis your fav canon ship tori? from homestuck

Always gonna be the Meowrails. Forever, forever, forever. Throughout time & space, they will be silly.