#it was quite cathartic in a way

[voilaammayi]

okay okay wait a second

victor trevor interrupting stranger’s conversation just because he heard the name sherlock holmes in it? asking if he has been mentioning him? being the only friend sherlock had in college? remembering that the one kind of pasta he eats is penne and having his own predictions about who sherlock’d be in the future? asking right away if he’d been right? thinking that sherlock of all people was a great laugh? and have I heard being in between boyfriends???

finally, speaking about sherlock with this warm nostalgic tone and always with a bashful laugh hidden behind it? oh my, mister victor trevor, you were in love!

and don’t mind me at all, but I’m having a certain vision - of sherlock and victor in college, victor coming late to their dorm after long evening studying in the library or a night out with friends in a pub, and finding sherlock transfixed on some experiment, of course having gone a whole day without a proper meal. victor complaining loudly about you and your fucked up diet, honestly, sherlock, but at the same time getting ready to go make sherlock some pasta for a late night diner. because did you know this penne with mascarpone and tomato sauce that is the only pasta sherlock eats, is originally a victor’s recipe? and after it’s done, them both sitting on a couch, sherlock eating from a pot - they’re students after all, the dishes are in a big dirty pile in the sink - while victor watches him out of the corner of his eye. then the rest of the evening spend on Sherlock talking about his experiment, some interesting plant or a new deduction, while victor just listens to him with a dreamy expression on his face, because that’s what he has been waiting the whole day for.

and I won’t speculate whether sherlock was in love, too, because the man is a mystery to me, but I do imagine victor calling him after the events of gloria scott, asking if he can come by to baker street to thank properly for solving the case. after sherlock agrees - but invites him over when he knows nor john neither mariana would be home - victor arrives with a shoping bag in hand and, in spite of some attempts at protest close to it’s not necessary, he prepares the penne pasta for sherlock one last time. then all is done and there’s no excuse for him to stay longer, really, so he stands up to say goodbye. quick enough for sherlock to not be able to do anything about it, victor kisses him on the cheek. but he had been watching sherlock during the case and heard enough my dear watson to know that he has lost his chance. so he says simply good luck, sherlock and walks out of baker street.

john would come back to the flat few moments later to find sherlock standing in a doorway, hands holding his cheeks. sherlock being even weirder than usual, john would get worried and trying to pry any information from him, even checking his temperature by a quick touch to the forehead. but as sherlock doesn’t comply, in the end john would just shrug his shoulders and leave him alone, only to become perplexed seconds later, when he enters the kitchen.

because there are leftovers of penne with mascarpone and tomato sauce already on the countertop, while john himself was just about to cook them this same thing for dinner.

[baalzebufo]

SET TO DETONATE AND RESONATE !

[purple-raspberries]

CW(?)// vent art

He isn’t dead, just I case that’s the impression you get

As you get older, and things start changing, your feelings towards your close relationships also change. If you’re the type, you reflect a lot on how you interact and treat each other, how you actually feel about the other people in your life. There’s a grief to be found in such reflections, I think. But that’s enough of that, for now. I am tired.

Maybe I’ll get used to posting more personal things in the coming year. A New Year’s resolution. Perhaps.

[dawnthefluffyduck]

Free time has (sort of) arrived

(cat is katsrkole on instagram)

[bunnyboy-juice]

spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner

[mc-critical]

E24 indeed is a slow ticking clock of panic and devastation, building up to that final moment of Hürrem holding the poisoned desserts and pointing them at herself, full-on weeping due to that impossible situation she's cruelly put in that'll end horribly no matter what she does. Even the 'lighter' scenes during signor Gritti and Monica Teresa's visit and with Sümbül and Gülnihal underline the tension instead of easing it (only Şeker Ağa's frenzy to prepare the dishes perfectly for the dinner in Hatice and Ibrahim's castle is an entirely comedic moment but it gets inevitably lost in the dust). And worst of all, the audience is prepared for the possibility of Hürrem's death for the whole episode, Hürrem herself has been preparing for that possibility for the whole episode (while Leo, as a contrast, has no idea what's going on for so long, he's even given a bit of hope the night before the fateful day and yet...); however, she is served something much, much worse instead. (And the scene itself is this drawn out namely to emphasize this, coming out ahead even in the parallel culminating plot-line with Sadika and Süleiman.)

[kyofsonder]

Me During the Day: Okay. I have daylight. I have time. I have tools for both handwriting and writing on my computer. Do I have inspiration and permission to use it for writing?

My Brain: Let me check... I can give you a few non-commital fragments of inspiration, but not permission to use them. Sorry. Try again later.

Me at Night: I'm out of daylight. I'm out of free time. My writing tools are all put away, and I physically can't access them. Nothing to do but save it for tomorrow.

My Brain: Hey, remember that inspiration you wanted? Here's some mostly fleshed-out ideas and the strongest drive to write them you've felt in weeks. I'm able to give you permission to use them, too. Go ahead and write to your heart's content!

Me, still without tools or lights or a phone app that would sync my writing to my computer: ... You do this on purpose. Why do you do this to me? On purpose?

[relicsongmel]

Currently crying in the club on a Wednesday afternoon over this journal entry from my mom’s camera roll

[lost-at-hacketts-quarry]

Incorrect "The Quarry" 37

[Dylan and Kaitlyn are sitting on Kaitlyn's back porch] Dylan, the brightest Kaitlyn has ever seen him: Yeah, and then he showed me this really nice spot in the park that I didn't even know was there- it was honestly just so...so great being there with him yesterday. We just laid out a blanket and listened to some podcast he liked. I feel bad because I don't remember what was said because I was too busy listening to his soft breathing and-

Kaitlyn, uncharacteristically more quiet than usual: ...

Dylan, noticing: Hey, wait, what's wrong? Am I talking too much? Wait- I am talking too much! But you haven't said a witty quip or even made a jokingly sly comment...you haven't said anything...

Kaitlyn, quietly: Sorry.

Dylan: Ok, now you're scaring me. Kaitlyn, what's wrong?

Kaitlyn: I...I'm not good at talking about feelings, but I think...I think I'm just scared.

Dylan: Of...? Listen, it's been months and no one has accidentally eaten someo-

Kaitlyn: Losing you.

Dylan: Huh?

Kaitlyn: I guess...I guess I'm scared of being replaced. I know it's selfish and I don't even like you like that-

Dylan, being himself: Glad that's mutual-

Kaitlyn: -but...I'm just scared that you'll like hanging with Ryan more and eventually...forget about me. Whether by choice or not.

Dylan, softly lifting her chin: Hey-

Kaitlyn, looking away: Sorry that- that was stupid. Forget I said anyth-

Dylan: Wait! Listen, please? First off, you have nothing to apologize for- both for what initially started this and now. Yes, I'm hanging out with Ryan a lot now, but that doesn't mean I'm going to forget about you. No one could replace you, Kaitlyn. No one. Secrets we've shared, memories we've made- none of that will be disregarded. Ever. Our friendship isn't based on or dictated by the feelings of someone else- feelings like that for someone else. I know it's hard to think otherwise- trust me, I feel expendable a lot- but I promise you I mean it.

Kaitlyn: I...

Dylan: You don't have to say anything if you need some time. I know I said a lot and you're feeling a lot. We can just exist together if you'd like.

Kaitlyn: Yeah...yeah, you're right.

Dylan, rising from his seat on the wooden platform: You mentioned you bought popsicles the other day. I'm going to go get us a twin pop to share.

Kaitlyn, quiet again: Dyl?

Dylan, from the screen door into her house: Hm?

Kaitlyn: Thank you.

Dylan, before walking in: Of course; it's what friends do.

Dylan, peeking his head back out of the doorway: Oh! And Kaitlyn? Thank you. I know that was probably really hard to talk about for you, so thank you for being vulnerable enough to share that. I mean it.

Kaitlyn, slightly rolling her eyes: Alright, cut the cheesy shit. You know I'm lactose intolerant.

Dylan, the brightest Kaitlyn has ever seen him for a second time: There's my Kaitlyn.

[thethingything]

"why do I feel so weird and awful" says man who already made a post half an hour ago that included the reasons he feels weird and awful

[clophie]

finished dungeon meshi manga……

[ninoochat]

yeah sex is good but have you ever bared your soul to your coworker while under a table you're trying to fix while he whispers gently for you to keep talking so he can feel grounded in your presence

i wouldnt want to do this without you

[stoportotouch]

I will get around to writing a proper comment on AO3 for “faith will cover your head,” but I love the story thus far. The smut is great, the aftercare is emotional, the lieutenants are characterized wonderfully (slightly soggy heh), and their relationship is believable. I am in love with the accurate descriptions of the ships, uniforms, etc.

Additionally, I would love to hear more of your thoughts on angry Edward. I don’t think he’s ever truly angry on screen, which leads me to believe he’s the kind of guy who buries it all. I also think he tends towards ‘cold’ anger.

AUGH THANK YOU!!! i am. truly having a great time writing it! (and i am getting ready to use my knowledge of church of england liturgy in a Very Fun Way for me in it. because the lack of warping That is basically my chief complaint with the terror.)

as far as little and like. the capacity to get angry you're definitely right in that he is basically the opposite of crozier in terms of how he is when angry and tends both cold and for want of a better word... focused with it. crozier gets properly explosively and violently angry but a side effect of that is that he burns himself very quickly. little on the other hand is very difficult to get properly angry and even when he is angry he doesn't really raise his voice.

little is uh. i would say more like hickey in terms of ability to hold onto something that pisses him off but about basically the complete opposite sorts of Stuff. he can't bear any sort of mistreatment of anybody else i think and i imagine (in the show) probably gave irving what was for him a particularly vicious dressing-down about threatening to make manson sit in the dead room when that inevitably filtered back to him. (and because irving's main concern is "bad thoughts will get onto me somehow" rather than. like. the actual insubordination, he's already burned himself out about it so he just kind of takes it.)

also. had he instead of jopson been the one to go after hickey before the trial the show would probably have ended rather differently. because at that point he is about as close as he is capable of getting to seeing red, for obvious reasons, and he also has a gun. (that being said in most other ways he is a remarkably lenient officer and would probably be very easy to persuade to let you off duties. in that if somebody casually asked how his day had been he would just crumble to dust.)

[comfymoth]

On that note, what were your thoughts on Coraline? Specially on that scene where the beldam counts down from 3 as she transforms into her true form.

Because to me, it made me realize that I love horror movies and their concepts, and what I didn't like of other specific transformation scenes was that they were... too real to me? Like they made me think about "if people could really be turned into animals how horrible would it be to leave every single thing you know about life behind and never get to do the human things you like and nobody knowing that something unnatural happened to you, they'd just see a weird dog or cow or chicken" and that was too terrifying of a thought to me

that specific scene didn’t really bother me the same way! i thought it was scary, sure, but that’s just because the beldam looks scary. a monster turning into a monster because they’ve always been one didn’t make me queasy the way other stuff did. she’s choosing to change shapes, no one else is making her, and it’s one she seems to like!

like you said, a part of it for me was being so upset at the idea of losing your original life and not being able to go back, being separated from people or just not being recognized at all. i really didn’t like the idea that it might be painful, or embarrassing, or that you could have absolutely no control over what was happening. the loss of control was HUGE for me.

in a weird way that’s probably what drew little kid me to werewolves though. because they do have to go through all of that, but in the end they can change back. and they don’t have to be alone because of it, you know, wolves are such social animals, it doesn’t have to be completely isolating. and also wolves are just fucking cool!!! so it was a way to explore all of that discomfort without it being so horribly overwhelming. it was cathartic!

and now i’m just Like This. so. haha. oops?

[taegularities]

hmm

[a-flickering-soul]

(hi it's me, coming off anon. dramatically sweeping off my cloak hood like all the andor characters do when shit's about to get real)

asdjkladfskljlkjads I have been trying for so long to find someone as feral about bix as I am, I am so SO excited to hear you are still talking about her and love her and are also baffled and annoyed with how they treated her character in the last half of the show

ok so bix theory part 1: she didn't tell dedra shit! this is kinda long but i already wrote it all out in this post here (read this one before going to part 2 bc part 2 depends on it)

bix theory part 2: so I realized after writing that post that there was actually one piece of info dedra could have only gotten from bix and that's that cassian was clean-shaven— bix was the only one to see him. but we know for certain that bix didn't give up any info about luthen's appearance, so it makes absolutely no sense to me that she would give up info on cassian's appearance, who she cares about much more.

but then I remembered that line from episode 12— when bix sees cassian, the first thing she says is "I dreamt you came back. you climbed over a wall." now here's the thing. there are no walls where bix is being held captive for cassian to climb over— she's clearly talking about him climbing over the wall into her scrapyard, as he's done many times. as he did right after aldhani. the incident dedra was talking about. so what if. what if.

what if bix thought that cassian showing up in the middle of the night, leaving money, and then vanishing again was just a dream, and that's the dream she's referring to?

they'd messed with her head a lot by that point, having trouble discerning a dream from an honestly pretty dream-like reality isn't too far-fetched. not to mention that bix was still concussed when cassian showed up that night, it was only 6-7 days after she'd had her head slammed into a wall so hard she was visibly having trouble focusing her eyes or staying steady on her feet. combine that with the torture messing with her head and you've got her remembering cassian's visit as just a dream— something she might deliriously ramble about during interrogation because a dream isn't info you need to protect. dedra, however, would realize by cross-referencing with nurchi saying cassian had left money to pay off his debts that the dream actually happened and would use that info.

I know that this is way too much happening behind the scenes for this to be canon that the writers intended but just didn't bother explaining but. it is canon to me. it's canon-compliant and it makes way more sense than bix just immediately cracking and giving up everything except... anything to do with luthen? also bix is strong bix is protective of her people beyond all else the writers did her so dirty in those last episodes justice for bix

(also why does no one wanna talk about how bold and fuck-around-and-find-out her attitude is most of the time? people seem to insist on seeing her as like this strong but gentle soul but like we have watched bix make a run for it while surrounded by a full squadron of armed imperial soldiers twice just because she saw the slightest chance to make an escape, she does not give a shit about the odds she is a fighter to the end. we have already seen a very well-developed attitude of "I am equally willing to stand tall or go down fighting but nothing you can do will ever make me bow to you" from bix and I'm upset to see them just throw that away as soon as it's slightly inconvenient for cassian's plot)

sorry this was so long but bix is everything to me and she lives rent-free in my brain 24/7 and I am constantly brimming with injustice at how they treated her character (and I am thisss close to writing fanfic for the first time ever just to correct those injustices)

This is incredibly interesting and given how careful the Andor writers are, I do really wonder how much of this holds water because a lot of this clarifies acting directions and plot holes that weren't addressed. I love your take on Bix (and it's incredibly compelling as well as more character-accurate than a lot of fanon takes I've seen on her) and oughhhhh I fully support ficwriting because I genuinely think if anyone deserves it it's Bix.