#ignore this if you wish

[whereianonymouslypostfics]

Rainbow Bridge

Summary: Dog Day Afternoon

Warnings: fluff, angst if you squint, dog-centric (no people in sight)

Word Count: ~500

A/N: inspired by something someone mentioned at work 😭 a self-indulgent piece of fluff that lets me imagine  what my own dogs are doing in the afterlife.

Boone’s sharp eyes take in the subtle movements of the waves in the distance, and the occasional shifting of sand as critters move beneath it at his feet. As he sits waiting for his prey to show up, he sees his brother out of the corner of his eye sit up before promptly flopping over onto his other side. He’s off in the grass basking in the sun as he had been for the past hour.

Despite how much Boone enjoyed spending time with his brother, their interests differed in many ways. While Rogue was content to sleep the day away in the sunny spot with a pile of treats nearby, Boone liked to be active. He stiffens as he watches a flock of seagulls return from their trip to the water. He patiently waits until the entire group has landed and started to fight over the few scraps that they’d managed to bring back. Boone stays lows as he creeps toward where the gulls are cawing near the edge of the waves. He pulls to a stop when he thinks one of them spots him, but as the gull resumes flapping his wings and arguing with another bird, Boone becomes braver.

He's at his full height by the time he’s within a few feet of the flock and his excitement temporarily overwhelms his stealth. He darts toward the nearest bird and turns suddenly as they all begin to flee. He chases them for a good 50 feet before the last one has taken to the sky to get away from him. Boone had never intended to catch one of them, he didn’t really like the taste of seagull. He just wanted to enjoy a chase, and since there was no tennis ball or frisbee in sight, this was his last resort.

He's still panting as he watches the birds land about 100 yards away from him down the beach. He sits back down before watching the group again and beginning the entire game again.

Rogue releases a high-pitched yawn as he stretches his legs out beneath him. He is too comfortable to move, and he lets out a huff as he continued to lie in the sun. He doesn’t know how long he’s been here, but he has no desire to move anytime soon. Even the small pile of treats nearby isn’t enough to get him to abandon the comfortable spot he’s found in the middle of the grass just beyond the sand dunes of the beach. The sun has warmed him up to optimal napping temperature, and the only reason he’s stirred at all is because the sound of screeching gulls had reached him.

He ignored his brother who was expending entirely too much energy, and decided to see how much longer he had the sun in the perfect spot for. He can’t remember being this relaxed before. Sure there’s the gulls, but otherwise the distractions were non-existent and he was living his best life.

Maybe if the sun went in, he’d see how successful his brother has been, but for now he’ll return to his dreamless sleep.

Masterlist

[cherryblossom-nightscape]

Ivan talking

We looked up pluralkit and went into the images for some reason or another i do not quite remember and the images past the first two rows are people from reddit mocking systems for wanting pluralkit added into servers and even accusing them of faking!!! This deeply upsets me, is it really that toxic over there??? Can you not have good faith for people??? They just want a way to easily communicate it does not mean they are faking!!!

[hootyhoowoo]

Craning just a little, Shen Qingqiu looked past the lord’s shoulder.

Luo Binghe stared down one of the most powerful cultivators in the human world, and scoffed. His lips twisted into a smile that was anything but happy. Shen Qingqiu’s heart stuttered - though maturity had given his former apprentice’s features grace and refinement, they were of course still familiar to him. But he hadn’t ever seen such an expression on them before. It was the kind of look that taunted the person across from it, as if to say ‘come pick a fight with me - I’ll enjoy watching you lose’.

The bolt of heat it shot right through him was entirely inappropriate, and he immediately decided to pretend that it never happened.

-

‘I Wish You Were My Husband’ -by Feynite Chapter 4

[evercelle]

divorce era for today's warm up :)c

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[maxanor]

i'm not saying this to be callous or rude, but i think what's hitting a lot of buckt*mmys hard is that they're truly just unable to admit that they aren't very good at media analysis. the term 'media literacy' has become so overused in fandom that i genuinely think people forget what it means- it's a learned skill, something you have to study, something you can educate yourself on by reading papers and books and watching all sorts of movies and tv. they're all so convinced that the breakup came out of nowhere when it could not have been written more clearly; tommy has consistently been shown as an outsider in buck's life.

to claim that "everything was perfect" in 8x05 is so ridiculous i almost don't even know where to start. they had two scenes without eddie: in the first, tommy was incredibly condescending towards buck and and his interests (it's time to put away the screen, you already had your five minutes, lights out evan), and in the second scene buck literally says "my boyfriend won't even kiss me" and tommy responds with "that's not true" but they pointedly do NOT show them kissing. if the audience is meant to believe that buckt*mmy are endgame, it would have made perfect narrative sense to have them kiss right then to show (not just tell) us that tommy cares about buck, boils and all, and they did not do that.

moving onto 8x06, the only clue needed to show us they were going to break up was tommy buying buck lakers tickets. that's all it took. in 7x04 it's made so clear that buck does not like basketball. if tommy genuinely knew buck, he would not have bought him tickets to a sport the show dedicated an entire episode to telling us buck does not like! if their relationship was meant to last, tommy could have bought buck tickets to a fight in vegas like he did with eddie. this would have been a great callback, because it's supposedly the first moment buck got jealous of tommy and eddie hanging out. it would remind the audience that even though buck was jealous, he got tommy in the end and they're now doing the activities he wanted to do with tommy before.

once again, media analysis is a skill. no one is perfect at it, and ofc shows can throw away the book and make decisions that don't make sense. but to claim this came out of nowhere shows a severe lack of knowledge and understanding of how stories are written. the shippers were seeing what they wanted to see and they missed all the signs the show was sending them, and now they're claiming the rug was pulled out from under them.

[cubbihue]

So, a changeling is sort of like a p-zombie?

(For the unaware, “p-zombie” stands for “philosophical zombie”. It’s a thought experiment in philosophy that describes a being that’s outwardly identical to a human, but does not have a consciousness; that is, a p-zombie does not think whatsoever, although it looks like it thinks to an outsider observer. There’s a whole wikipedia article on it that explains the concept better than I can!)

They don't exactly think, as in "I dont want this" "I like that". But, Changelings do have a form of "Consciousness". It's just that their consciousness is more like a series of commands or tasks than actual formulated thoughts.

Timmy's Changeling has a very advanced "consciousness". It can predict future actions and reroute its tasks to pick only the best options for its situation.

We fill their heads with static to ensure that the Changeling does not form thoughts about anything. Thoughts leads to opinions, and opinions leads to incorrect actions. A proper Changeling should have more static in their mind than a TV screen on a defunct channel!

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[marasschino]

Finished oniisama e and will now launch myself off a cliff

[locksox]

i’ve taken to drawing hermits on the little ‘thank you’ cards i send with my hctcg card trades

[linolinoing]

Happy Birthday Siân @haenglixie 💚

[joyfulhottubfuntik]

Forever thinking about the period of time before Stan fully regained his memory. Especially from Ford's perspective. Because, like, that's the brother he has just now almost lost and he is so immensely grateful that he hasn't. But here he is, watching their grand niblings and Soos tell Stan all kinds of stories about the time they spent together. And Ford realises that, aside from their childhood, he doesn't have anything to add. Because of course he mattered to Stan SO much. He knows that now, even if he failed to recognise that before. But his role in Stan's life has been mostly defined by his absence and the pain that it caused. So here Ford is, absolutely refusing to leave his brother's side but also being... well, not unable, just not ready to help. Because helping would mean having to tell Stan that they had been apart for most of their lives for reasons that were partly Ford's fault. And of course this won't last long and Ford will eventually tell his brother what happened between them and they will get over it. But for a short but painful while Ford sees a Stan who only remembers Soos and the kids, a Stan who is for once genuinely carefree and happy and wonders, whether maybe it's better this way, maybe that's his punishment for all of his wrongdoings. That maybe he deserves to have one of the very few people who have ever mattered to him remember everyone but him. That maybe Stan deserves to have his family back, but Ford does not.

[what-the-fuck-khr]

new artwork for the newest KHR x Sanrio collab and merch that’ll be held via lottery!

[doveywovy]

canon au where izunas burial stone is one he personally pre-engraved. madara just has to put red ink on the half with tobirama's name...

[lotus-pear]

rewatched madoka magica again today bc i fucking hate myself and to absolutely no one’s surprise i went through all five stages of grief in a single evening

[chiscribbs]

"That has to mean something, right? It can't just be a coincidence that it happened twice! Oh, sweet, sweet confirmation!"

Don has chanced upon an exciting revelation at the TMNT AU Competition! (feat. @beannary's The Little Prince AU)

Grown Apart AU: [Premise/Concept Art] [General tag]

***Note: This takes place sometime after the fight (which is still currently going on). Also, yes - Donnie "lost" his name tag at some point...and April.***

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