#i just want clear skies

[shaythempronouns]

anti-astronomer violence tbh

People are like “it’s so beautiful no clouds at all” it could use a little clouds if I had to be honest.

[turtleblogatlast]

I’ve remembered that colors exist

[tornado1992]

“One way dream” but it’s a lullaby Sonic sings or hums for Tails while hugging him whenever there’s a thunderstorm so he doesn’t get too scared.

[ronkeyroo]

I wish i could take everyones pain away, and my own too

[skid-the-mighty-poet]

[dollypopup]

i hope to god the 'penelope rejects colin's marriage proposal' trope isn't in the season. i hate the idea that he would completely break her boundaries after she says no. i hate the idea of penelope telling him something and him disregarding it when their whole thing is that he listens to her. i hate how this trope is a complete misread of his character. i hate the lack of recognition that colin respects penelope too much to go 'nah, she just needs some convincing'.

and i think the 'well??? are you gonna marry me or not????' scene in the carriage when penelope falls flat on her face from shock straight onto the cobblestones is cute, actually, and i will never be sorry for it

[lorephobic]

idk how to even like. put this pain into words and i would normally vent about this shit on twitter, but the person its about follows me on there so like. anybody have skills for coping with the crushing realization that the person u love most in this world and have built ur life around sees ur current situation together as a temporary hurdle that's preventing them from their truest and happiest self which. is separate from u entirely? anyone know how to deal with this?

[cinnamon-bunni]

NOT okay right now im thinking abt pokemon leaving scars on their trainers + everyday, domestic problems.....

[theflyingfeeling]

fictalkfictalkfictalk

[demongirlgarlicbread]

I don't like cities. Just, as a personal thing. I don't like the concrete and the glass and the lack of green. Brick and stone by the sea is the most I'd be able to tolerate in the long term. When it comes to what urban spaces are available nowadays, at least.

Now, this isn't an argument for suburbia. It isn't an argument for decentralized rural living everywhere. My stance on urban vs suburban vs rural is that the higher population density we can get while still maintaining physical and mental health and happiness, the better.

So why complain about the concrete jungle? Because to fulfill that bit about health and happiness, we need to shape the spaces we build to live in to better accommodate that. Solarpunk, to use a vaguely applicable buzzword. Alongside the destruction of car dependency, we need to start a revolution in architecture and aesthetic. Flowers, trees, grasses, shrubs, vines, and of course all manner of food producing plants. All native to the region, providing habitats to little beasties and bugs, as well as greatly increasing the amount of color and life in the city. Color is important. Hang out fiber arts made to weather the outside. Paint murals on the walls. Make the world we live in art. Clean up the air and let it stay clean. Work to reduce light pollution. Let the wild places grow wilder, and bring nature into our homes to rest on the doorstep.

It's a pipe dream today and tomorrow and the day after, especially if you're taking inspiration from solarpunk concept art. There's a lot of infeasible ideas floating around there, ones with far more aesthetic than sense. But as we reduce urban sprawl, and build denser, more environmentally friendly homes for ourselves, they don't have to be ugly. They don't have to be depressing hunks of concrete and steel. That's all I'm saying.

[pirateborn-a]

✧.   some headcanons on Roger after learning about his illness.

     Roger had always believed he would be traveling on the seas with Rayleigh and his crew until he grew old. He was an unstoppable force of energy and life with a lust for adventure, so it’d never really even occurred to him to entertain the thought of retirement. After he found out he was dying, he abandoned those dreams and dedicated his entire attention and energy towards fulfilling his first promise-- to turn the world upside down.

       The first few months after confirmation he was dying, Roger acted incredibly reckless, far more than he had prior. He was insistent on throwing himself into danger as if to say “Look! I’m fine! I’m still fine!”. He wanted to prove that he was still alive, that his crew didn’t need to worry so much about him. He needed for things to be normal, for people to not treat him differently. Eventually, this calmed down though, likely after being scolded a good few times or after accidentally leading his crew into danger and not just himself.

     Although he was incredibly nonchalant about the affair, he was in constant pain. He did his best to hide the worse of his illness from the crew, no matter the pain. Only Crocus and Rayleigh were ever really allowed to see him in any state besides his best. In most cases, he would just lock himself in his cabin -- or whichever room was nearest -- and stay there until the worse had passed.

     Roger did his damn best to be a constant beacon of positivity, he would encourage song and laughter and throw celebrations over any victory-- minor or major. He had to be sure his crew would be okay with his departure before the time actually arrived. He wanted them to celebrate his life, their life as a crew, not mourn it.

     He left the crew at the end because he didn’t want them to have to watch his sickness reach its peak, he thought he was protecting them this way, and keeping it so that they remembered their captain as his best before he died.

[ultravioart]

The masculine urge to Train a Tortoise TTS for Commander Peepers........

[justthatspiffy]

feel like shit. can't sleep, can't stop thinking about her (green comet)

[mbat]

i experienced such a deep body neutrality last night that was more of a feeling than it was of something that could be put into words but i want to try

cause the main words i can think of are... its just a body. a body is just a body, more than it is anything else. and it doesnt matter what other people think of it because its your body, not theirs

fat is just fat, skinny is just skinny. sure, there are ways your body can be unhealthy, and sure there are ways your body can be permanently changed in ways you dont like, but... its still just a body. we put all these words on it but theyre just descriptors, yet we let them define it so much we get lost in it. ive spent my whole life getting caught in the web of 'my body is fat and therefore people think im disgusting' but... thats so mean to something thats doing its best with what it has. and being fat isnt disgusting anyway. and if other people think im disgusting, they can just go find someone else to bother.

and i guess this all comes back, in a way, to something someone on reddit told me years ago that i wish i could find again... 'its just another way of being'. i havent thought about it in a while but it was honestly one of the best things anyones ever said to me. being fat is just another way of being. being queer, being straight, being white or black or brown or anything else, its just another way of being. so many thoughts, feelings, connotations, history, you name it... it tries to change the fact that these things are just another way for people to be. at the end of the day, is it really ever more than that? just another way to be.

[fingertipsmp3]

I think one of my most achievable goals in life is to see a UFO

[heavenly-delusions]

Weathering with you is so disappointing i wish i could take back the time i wasted watching it