#it is in fact spring still

[cthulhum]

there r very few things better than a cold beer on a hot summer day

[shushmal]

Steve notices when Eddie disappears from the party, almost immediately. Robin and the others are crossfaded and a little weepy, and Steve knows they're excited—and scared. They're all heading out next week, Robin to Chicago, Nancy to New York, Jonathan to California. So they didn't notice it, when Eddie got up for the bathroom and didn't come back.

Steve did. Steve's pretty good at recognizing stuff like that, especially when it's painfully familiar.

He's pretty loud when he crawls through his own bedroom window out onto the roof, loud enough that Eddie startles and drops his cigarette onto the asphalt shingles.

"H-Hey!" he says, all false cheer despite the croak in his voice and the sniffling—the way he wipes quickly at his face.

"Hey," Steve says, going for softness and compassion. God knows he's spent many a night out here crying by himself. He doesn't want Eddie to think he's being a dick about it. "You okay?"

"Yep!" Eddie says, pitched too high and the words crack between his lips. "Totally fine! I'll come down in a bit so—"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Eddie's teeth clack together when he shuts his mouth, falling into silence as Steve settles down at his side. Neither of them say anything. Faintly, they can hear the murmur of their friends' voices, mixed with the summer night call of forest frogs and bugs. Steve thinks about chasing fireflies in the back yard when he was little, how the dark woods are near impenetrable to Steve now, the boyhood security long stripped from him.

Beside him, Eddie wipes at his face again, his elbow brushing Steve's arm because Steve's sat himself so close. Steve, carefully not thinking about it, leans over—further and further—until his head hits Eddie's shoulder.

The sound Eddie makes is soft and broken, so Steve tucks himself even closer into Eddie's side, arm going around his back, and closes his eyes just so he could overwhelm himself with the warmth radiating from Eddie, the smell of soap and sweat and weed, the feel of Eddie's hair on his head when Eddie bows his head as he cries, hair long and curtaining the two of them—Eddie keeping Steve, pulling him in to witness his private grief.

[itsticklishme23]

top of the morning to ya ☀️🌻

[deus-ex-mona]

hw couples in a shellnut (jk)

[eikichi-supremacy]

and they were singin', bye-bye Miss American Pie // american oldie i think kuwabara unironically listens to

(low effort lyric edit im queueing here in May cos im probably gonna forget it exists otherwise)

[notbecauseofvictories]

I wish there were more restaurants with affordable prix fixe or tasting menus. I would love for nice but not ridiculously fancy restaurants to basically say "here is what we're sure is good today, you can eat that or maybe one or two other things. Otherwise come back in 2-3 days and see if that's more interesting."

[sgdlr]

winter is saur cute

[sprolden]

omg url change?? my brain has unconsciously always thought of you as darcy, this is throwing me off but in a good way, tori and michael r awesome :)

yes!! i used this url a lot in the past, i think i first got it really soon after i first read solitaire in 2017, and then i would switch back and forth between this and a bunch of other ones until 2021. it's kind of funny that darcyolsson was the one that stuck eventually bc i used this a lot more over the years!

i'll go back to darcyolsson in time (not using that url feels weird by now) but after seeing tori & michael in the show i had to..... i love them so dearly still. 4ever sticking with the alice urls though she raised me through the magic of the internet & young adult books and for that this blog must forever remain a shrine to her work (even if it's just in name) 🙏

[mitamicah]

Another great concert although something felt a tiny bit more tense than yesterday...

I blame the venue especially with how the bus was right next to the queue so the guys might have felt that they had no privacy 😅

Lots of good band member interactions on stage tho 👀 plus - but I might be wrong here - I felt like I got even more attention from Bojan today the most obvious being when he got to give my little kris corner fist bumbs but held my hand in his and winked at me 🥹

I still havent told you a lot about Malmö so this may seems a big leap but yeah I promise I will get to it possibly after getting home to a computer and being able to type a diary for myself before making one for tumblr xD

[rosehipsister]

Zone 8 pop up market Day 1: April showers

Fave genre of “technically danger days art but at this point can be whatever” hi @realkilljoyhoursnow

[pragretti]

Low relief with plasticine on matt board. Ghibli inspired with Kiki's cottage.

🌼

[askczernholz]

For Czerny: do you have any audition excerpts you frequently used that you had to stop using because auditioning musicians would focus too much on your usual audition excerpts and neglect fundamentals or sight reading?

C: I would hardly say I have explicitly banned any particular songs...but there are admittedly a few that have been overused of late. Most notably excerpts from a recent Columbian suite, "Appalachian Spring". I had been fond of it at first, but it seems everyone picked up on that and played it nonstop for auditions.

C: Also, the next time I oversee an orchestra...if any trombinists dare play "Bluebells of Tara" at me, I am shoving their trombone down their throat until it comes out their ass.

E: (Czerny, are you allowed to make threats like that...?)

[ripclaudia]

i miss succession and the community it gave me </3

[bonefall]

do you have a lake territory map that's color coded?

I didn't, so I pulled it up into paint and quickly slapped some color on it!

Blue is RiverClan, Purple is ShadowClan, Yellow is ThunderClan, Green is WindClan

And everything in red is contested. And this is BEFORE SkyClan moves in. I tried to wrench out lots of the 'clear' landmark boundaries so the borders are waaaay more arbitrary.

ThunderClan fights WindClan over the dry gorge and the sparse forest beyond it, and fights ShadowClan over the mixed wood to the north.

ShadowClan's territory is quite small, but contained behind the diamond-shaped steam. I wanted to keep the vibe that the streams veer inward and crush the border, causing them to have to throw their weight around when they need hunting space.

WindClan has lots of territory, to the point of not really needing the contested land except in dire situations. That said, Onestar still thinks it's important to assert dominance. They also have access to some highland area, and an alternate path to the Moonpool.

RiverClan's territory is deceptively large but not bountiful. It's mostly barren, with a lot of human settlement (need to add in the next draft). They get most of their food from the central river and lake; but fight for the southern delta and northern islets when they need more.

And speaking of the northern islets? That ball of red just below ShadowClan is contested by THREE clans. Shadow, Thunder, AND River fight over it all the time, it's Sunningrocks times two. And!! More importantly!! Now ProtagonistClan can access ALL of the other clans easily.

No more RiverClan exclusion. The two clans that find it hardest to meet up are WindClan and ShadowClan... and I'm planning on giving them tunnels to use, if I ever need a Shadow/Wind warrior interaction.

[the-broken-beluga-tail]

Is Hades (the place), made from the body of Hades (the god) the same way Tartarus is Tartarus’ body and the sky is Ouranos and all that? Is that why being dead is being “in the arms of hades”? Are the rivers like the Styx his blood too? Thoughts are being thunk

[unsertraumschiff]

I will never have the time and drive to make art that I had in my teenage years ever again and I have to accept that