#i'm obsessed with your icon

[vinnymauro]

sunshine, soup, & why ♡

sHUT UP. YOU'RE COOLER THAN ME. 🥺 you brighten my day too especially with your bomb af edits!!

[iniziare]

How do you guys decide between answering asks, and replying to threads? How does anyone do both? I'm genuinely curious.

[elizabeth-mitchells]

also i'm sorry to every other scene of tv ever but this is suddenly my favorite thing i have ever seen

[despairforme]

New shit??? For the firs time in years??

[uncanny-tranny]

I watched Lily Simpson's analysis of the trans Two-And-A-Half Men episode, and I'm sorry, but it's hilarious and iconic that Bill's old name was Jill... like it sounds so absurd and completely unrealistic if you're trans, but honestly, that's just a power move 😭

[namtanlovesfilm]

me, just learning that I'm not only getting jaylerr back doing queer roles... BUT HIS BF IS GONNA BE TOR THANAPHOB??? WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

[secrettastemakerland]

been drowning in my the chipettes would steal borrow steal the boys' hoodies when they're cold/whenever they don't have a jacket thoughts for weeks on end. someone put me out of my misery and do something with this, pls and thank you

[orchideae]

This struggle will sound so absolutely ridiculous to anyone who isn't insane like me, but one of my biggest struggles is (when I'm working on aesthetics/anything), is nailing down Yelan's color palette. The outfit looks like it could have a decent bit of close-to true blue, right?

Nah, nope. Stupid dark steel mixes, blue/purple mixes, the closest you get to 'true blue' is either a dark midnight blue (which okay, good), or this. Don't get me wrong, everything about her color palette is gorgeous in my opinion, but this concept that she has proper true blues in her 'aesthetic' is a total lie perpetuated by her splash art. It's her background that is very blue, you lying and deceptive liars who lie and work at Hoyo! It isn't her!!

... Granted, I say this, but it's not like it's Hoyoverse that has claimed any of this. But just, you know, let me kick and stomp my feet a la Tinkerbell for just a moment, it makes me happy sometimes. Also, it's Sunday, I always stomp my foot at least once on this day.

[batsplat]

okay what’s up with the good wife out of all the media you reblog this is the most random one ?

it's not RANDOM omg that is a top three rewatch show to me... I love my silly little lawyers.... perfect mix of fun week to week cases, excellent side characters, interpersonal mess between the main cast, plus all the ways they'd imaginatively tackle Current Events. the good fight had a similar appeal - minus the focus on week to week cases and plus far more explicit politics. didn't always work, but it's one of those shows where I just kind of appreciated how willing they were to take a swing at it and get a bit weird about it. even in the good wife, they had so many Good Bits... the nsa agents who were super invested in the main cast's relationships, the liberal judge with all his Causes, the wife killer, LOUIS CANNING!! obviously, the 'in your opinion' lady, the google guy... also this is from the good fight but the federal investigator lady who always had the birds fly against her office window was a+ plus, it's such a dumb bit but it got me every time as a great appreciator of dumb bits. such a corny pair of shows that are very much like,, About Liberalism and a reckoning with that entire era of american life from an unabashedly liberal perspective, with all the inherent pitfalls and shortcomings of that pov... but does consistently manage to do interesting stuff with that starting point. a lawyer show that's also a bit of an autopsy of a mostly dead vision of america, kinda all you need sometimes

and I love alicia and will, my tragic heterosexuals!! the forbidden love of it all!! I love how cruel and selfish alicia was a lot of the time and how she's mostly in control of that relationship even though will SHOULD be the one in the position of power, how she's constantly using him and then pushing him away while will is so obviously besotted, how she simply keeps finding excuses to stop herself from being happy... does she even love him at all or does she just like him in theory, does she just want to be desired... how they always have 'bad timing' and just cannot figure their shit out... "it's romantic because it didn't happen".... "my plan is I love you" the unapologetic melodrama of it all!! the deleted voice message is?? crazy?? (eli goated character btw, the cheese lobby episode is still one of my favourite episodes of anything ever.) that lift scene is peak romance... when she leaves the firm and he feels so betrayed... his tantrum!! "I took you in when nobody wanted you"!! "you were POISON"!! "you're awful and you don't even know how awful you are"!! he's so pathetic and angry for half a season that he's resorting to just arguing with her in his head!!! always with their failed communications via phone and lift doors and loaded gazes across office spaces and delicate finger touches... the romance of it all, how they really could have worked but it's also so glaringly obvious why they kept falling apart... in the end all these repressed losers create their own misery... elite

[paeinovis]

I am constantly impressed with SpongeBob (show) for being able to make iconic lines and gags that don't feel overplayed even if they're repeated

[araneitela]

Me: Talks about the significance and intimacy (not automatically romantic, folks, but also there's an inherent romanticism) of hands, and touch and who you let into that space of comfort. Pinterest: Did you say hands? Here, we've adjusted your home feed you so that you. cannot. possibly. escape. them. you're. welcome. Me: I just wanted— what did I want, again?

... Did I end up rambling about anything but hands in my tags? Yes. Welcome to me, this is what you sign up for. Not my portrayal, not my writing, my tag rambles.

[forseungwan]

babiest

[iniziare]

I know it may be a little early for this, but I'm in need of the RPC's collective memory for some research. All because if I'm going to write Kafka more, I need to come to certain 'low-key' conclusions for when it may be needed. So in light of this, I need some help if you guys can spare it:

Within the entirety of Honkai: Star Rail (side-quests, flashbacks, texts, etc., all of it), who has been shown to conclusively hold a Stellaron directly? By conclusively, I mean actually has and not 'we can make the likely assumption of', and by directly I mean without the use of any sort of tool that separates the person from the Stellaron itself. I'm looking for direct physical interaction.

[leatherbookmark]

ootd features the words "black dress" in its lyrics and people are like oh! this is a reference to another group's song, "black dress"!

i'm unwell.

[countlessrealities]

Send 🫢 for my muse's reaction to yours walking in while they are changing / getting dressed || Accepting !

@mcltiples sent: “oops!” { to Evil Rick from Weird Rick xD }

Despite what you would be pushed to think, Rick had his own bedroom in the bunker he shared with his partner. The place was spotless, in the way furniture on display was, betraying how little it was used. There were no personal items in sight, with the exception of a oddly shaped jar, filled with a fluorescent blue liquid, and a small device that supposedly worked as a projector, but that merelt laid on the nightstand, turned off and unused.

In that moment, there were other signs of life too. A fresh set of clothes on the bed, waiting to be used. A towel on the seatback of the chair. A half drunk glass of scotch on the desk.

And, of course, Rick himself, freshly out of the shower, standing in front of the full length mirror hanging from one of the walls. His body was completely bare, aside from the towel around his waist, and his hair was still damp, the usual spiky locks drooping backwards over his skull. The artificial flesh of his right hand had been removed, exposing the high-tech skeleton that lied underneath it, and he was busy recalibrating the circuits that gave sensitivity to his fingers.

The first thing that caught the eye were the dark countless scars that covered his flesh. A broad set of claw marks across his left shoulder. The slightly hollowed, large line that ran along his sternum, top to bottom. The ugly burn that decorated his left side, from his hip up to the border of his ribcage. The various scars littering his arms, starting from the ones that marked the whole circumference of the upper side of his biceps. A bullet wound, between his shoulder blades. And then so many others, standing out against the too pale flesh of his torso and legs. Rough surgical scars, for the most, but also deep cuts, smaller burns, even a couple of bite marks.

Normally Rick hardly paid them any attention, if not when they itched too much. And, since the start of his and his alternate's intimate relationship, also when their naked bodies were pressed together. He found the contrast between his ruined flesh and the other's flawless skin fascinating.

The sound of the automatic door sliding open briefly distracted him from his task. He didn't need to look over his shoulder to know who had stepped in. After all, there was only another person had access to the bunker.

"I-I'll be with you in a moment, Rick," he spoke up, applying the last fixes to the circuits. "Is there something you need me for?"

He experimentally flexed his fingers a couple of time, before turning on his heels and heading for the desk. He set the tools on it, retrieving a small vial and carefully pouring his contents over the metal. In the matter of a few seconds, the whole surface was once again covered with muscles and skin.

"O-Or is it one of those times when you just like to stand and watch me?" He went on, draining what was left of his scotch as he tugged the towel off.

Not a trace of hesitation or shame touched his blank expression. Nudity was a taboo dictated by most Earthen societies and their mindset, and he couldn't have cared less about them. Besides, his partner had seen him bare plenty of times.

Once he had picked up his trousers and underwear, he finally turned to look at his alternate, head tilted slightly. Gray blue eyes studied those features carefully, trying to read the other's thoughts hidden behind them.

"Do you wish for me to guess?"

[ice-sculptures]

hi! do you have any pets? if you have, can i see them? i want to show you my cats too hehe

they love you! ❤️

hi hi hi!! unfortunately i don't have any pets bc my apartment building doesn't allow them :( but i love cats so so much and desperately want one and yours are So adorable 🥹🥺 what are their names?

sleepover saturday