#in the ache in your hands

[tourmaline-dream]

this whole show is about how the body keeps the score, huh

[scribble-pillar]

FINISHED!! my versions of the sillays and AAUUUGHHHH im very proud of these designs very much!!

[aka-indulgence]

I’m a very city girl and now I’m imagining going to the country side and meeting farmtale Sans…

You moved there for some reason and need a place to stay, Sans was kind enough to give you somewhere to stay with some chores to do to lower your rent. You’re not experienced and you’re not that good with the chores- sometimes farm animals freak you out (cows are big, theres so many chickens, what iS THAT GIANT SPIDER?!), you can’t move heavy stuff around, even the tools are heavy for you.

And… Sans thinks you’re cute. He can do the work you do much faster than you could, but he likes your company. Every time you drop a stack of hay and panic he can’t help but chuckle and throw it on top of the pile in his arms. He likes how you’re impressed by his skill with tools and the fact that he can drive tractors. You may not be good at your job, but he likes that you want to learn anyway. You like the animals when he teaches you how to read their behavior better.

He really likes it when he saves you from a giant bug and you give him “my hero” eyes…

“those darn eyes are gonna be the death of me.”

[bolly--quinn]

The craziest part of the episode to me is the ice cream table exchange about Beth tbh like Morty truthfully believes that Rick would say

“This may as well be our real daughter because she’s just as real as you.”

and

“Put it this way. You’re all basically NPCs. Only Morty and I are real, so your side quests don’t matter. The main quest is us.” (referring to he and Diane exclusively)

And when Diane, rightfully, combats him for his thinking with

“You’re disgusting. You’re talking about our baby girl like she’s theoretical?”

Beth throws in “Welcome to the family.”

Which might be one of the most heartbreaking lines in the whole thing to me because Morty has observed Rick enough to believe that this line of thinking is entirely in character for not only Rick but for the rest of the family too. Like Morty truly believes that Rick doesn’t care about them in anyway and that when faced with this, even Beth would just respond with the belief that this is the norm, at least from Rick anyway. So much so, that he uses an outside character in Diane to call out how insane it is.

Morty believes that Rick only cares about Diane and literally everyone else doesn’t matter and that’s just so sad to me, especially when we have seen otherwise but he can’t be faulted for thinking that when Rick carries that facade with him almost always, and especially to Morty directly.

[baeglbites]

(What’s making Shoko smoke again?)

[defiledtomb]

tell me something. put your heart on the table and let it stain. I won't tell what body it came from

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

505 live at bbc studios, 2010 (x)

[mo-ok]

happy pride month to the giark ot3

[amasiusblog]

absolutely hate how much i love every version of sun and moon and how much i want to kiss every version of sun and moon absolutely hate the tunnel vision i get when im supposed to be doing something else and and and EEERRRUGGGHHHHHH WHAT IS IT W THESE MFS

[bread-wizards]

If the Hells really want to stop Ludinus, they should just try unionising the workers against him

[bloodsbane]

me: i should buy a screen tablet because ive only ever used the worlds smallest drawing tablets and im sure that's not good for my hand in the long run. if i draw on a bigger tablet/screen then i won't be doing as many small, tense gestures with my wrist!

me, guy who has been drawing on the world's smallest tablet for 10+ years and is now drawing on a ~7x12 inch screen: Why Do I Have To Move My Stupid Fucking Hand So Far To Draw One Line

[encryptedlunacy]

Found some fern sporangia, since everybody's been talking about them recently and I wanted to go see the fern spores too

[jimmyspades]

Alan Shore: It's the night before the Supreme Court and I'm tired. Denny Crane: It's always the night before something. Alan Shore: Yes, well the something tomorrow is the highest court, and a man's life is at stake... A man is facing death! Shut up! You said you wanted to be part of this case. Well, be part of it, dammit! It's the Supreme Court! BOSTON LEGAL 4.17 "The Court Supreme"

[vasiliquemort]

My gentle dome, my aching tone of string

By someone's worry it could be - long-partied absence that went sudden o/////o By that it went of such - our city we've been settled upon since previous year (as, some may also yet remember - of passed year, when things went into worry and all-ache and loss, we've moved from outskirts of city - then towards, to able be to live and dwell and work upon), Kharkiv, went into raids that shuttered variety of parties within our infrastructure, over the times, again and more - now till it's toll unspeakable, unsoothed out, and hard to bite.

By lack within an electricity - of planned (by nature of a replenishing, within provides of small supply and yet unwavering demand) or rabid-toned (as a results of gotten heavier shellings, that never satiated since day first), along there was a lack of a connection outwards (by major our providers worked for some hours by powers of supplies that own, then - not), and such went days, sometimes within a weeks onward, and such were toll - kind of a dwell and ache and worry that planned no ease, or way to out.

By that went straying, worried and hard - within my tarnished yet dispositions, went dragged down, and without nature of your tenderness - that is to me a rapture, ache of all, - and help, those days - and months, and years of life would be unspeakable by dark, unshed by kind of toll that is by heart. There is no tears enough, and not enough of thank-you's - for patience and gentleness and tender hand onward.

Without you - there couldn't be such way now out, the one that spoken went within the passed month. We've moved, struggled onward to settle outre of city's mound - now on a land, and now by lone, sufficed and replenished and worked by strength of household's that's own. My hopes, my ache of heart - is that the future year, onward, shall be more gentle, mellowed out by passed harsh, and that by it - my yet adore, my gratefulness and worry could come to rapture, into fruit, into a tone of something new, and offered with love, and taken by it.

My gentlest thank-you's, the gratefulness of rabid - for you, as is, for every that previous and what's onward! I'll hope to come, along, with spring-renewed heart and mind, my aching coils and binds, turned to slim and round and toned complex and right!<ззззз

[ratatatastic]

not a single braincell to be found amongst them not a single damn one

[araneitela]

I'm so cold, I'm going to play through some more Penacony beyond the reception area. It's time.