#it’s absolutely *not hay*

[autisticslp]

Me, playing Stardew Valley:

[mamawasatesttube]

ok i wasnt planning on saying anything about the tim drake valentines day bullshit horrors but then i saw how that damn writer was talking about it on bsky and i need to commit an act of exploding someone violently.

screencaps courtesy of @ghostiiest; thanks gray i need to egg this man's house.

"i justified it with off-panel scenes in my head" you are a writer. you are supposed to fucking write.

the idea that the secret identity guy (tim) from the secret identity subsection (batman) of the secret identity genre (superheroes) jsut casually told someone his identity in an entirely off panel conversation because you needed to turn his first gf into a yaoi cheerleader on page is FUCKING INSANE.

also sorry but propping up timari only to shit on tim's regard for zoanne and tam, i.e. saying he would feel guilty for lying to the white girl but not so much for heroism and lies ruining his relationships with two black girls, is not a good look brendan. jesus god

[n1ghteeea]

from worst to best how do you think all of them act when they get sick or injured?

Worst: Egon. Hates being unproductive, literally goes crazy if he has to stay in bed and not work even for a day, so whenever he gets sick or injured he hides it the best he can until he’s literally delirious and almost shoots one of the guys during a bust. Ray and Janine get very mad with him every time for pushing himself and making his condition worse, but can’t stay angry for too long, and end up near him almost all the time, reading to him or discussing some scientific ideas (he speaks utter nonsense, but as long as he’s not bored it’s okay).

Second worst: Peter. Just an annoying ass. Hates being vulnerable, so whenever he gets injured and others get worried he shooes them away with “I’m a big boy, guys, I’m fine and I can deal with it myself!!” though most of the time he still ends up asking someone for help if the injury is too annoying. Overall, whenever he’s sick he makes it everyone else’s problem: whines and groans and asks for special treatment just because he’s an asshole like that. The guys enable him sometimes, Janine does NOT let him slide.

Second best: Ray. Cares about his health and is responsible, but sometimes ignores his condition due to how much he loves his job and thinks that he’ll just walk whatever he has off. Sometimes he does, sometimes he doesn’t, but overall he does not mind being bedridden THAT much, he just reads his comics or watches TV, even though he wishes to get well as soon as possible and return to the streets on New York.

Best: Winston. He feels odd - he takes medicine. He feels worse - he stays home. He doesn’t like staying home and maybe tries to go on a few busts even when he’s feeling unwell, but if by the end of the day his condition doesn’t get better he lets himself rest until he’s okay. He also hogs the couch to watch TV or read books and the others always get annoyed by it, but he gets sick so rarely it’s barely an issue.

THE best: Janine. She feels a little odd - she calls off work and stays at home. One more day without the guys and their shenanigans.

[kryptonbabe]

*record scratch* *freeze frame* Yup, that's me. You're probably wondering how I got here...

(The way she looks at the reader... why does it feel like she's in an episode of The Office)

From Wonder Woman #37 (1949)

[daphnebowen]

she is me. I am her. we are one, and we are soulmates.

(aka rapunzel icons, if you squint)

credits: pinterest

[celestialecho]

🌦️&💤

on childhood best friends.

via ill give you the sun by jandy nelson // via the art of ponyo by hayao miyazaki // jack johnson, we're going to be friends // a message from my childhood best friend // mitski, i guess // via a little life by hanya yanagihara // adventure time, island song (come along with me) // via unknown // abba, chiquitita

[spaced-out-muses]

Spaced-Out-Muses — An Indie, Multimultimuse, Semi-selective rp blog featuring canon and (mostly) original muses from Tezuka’s Black Jack, Honkai: Star Rail and Persona. Penned by Kitt. (she/they | 21+)

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Pinned | Muses

[pyaari-naari]

DO NOT WORRY,

YOU HAVE SHRI HARI

[a-polite-melody]

Absolutely lost in the sauce

[hideyseek]

stumbled across clips of huang jingyu in "addicted" and now im like that image of charlie day like ... hjy's character is named GU HAI ... there's apparently a joke that he and the guy he's with in the show have names that sound like the chinese word for "heroin" when put together ... coming from the first shot fandom im like What Does It Mean ... What Does It All Mean????

[shadowthestoryteller]

Rastopopolus: Yes, I do in fact ride horses and am a suave, rugged cowboy

Shadow, who has been riding horses off and on since 2 years old and has competed for both western and English styles and spent summers in middle/early high school working on the farm for her school team and therefore knows damn well if you actually ride horses (and don’t just sit there) you don’t look like you just stepped off the department store show floor with boots so shiny they can be seen from space three galaxies away:

[enrapture]

I love my corpse plush sm.

[solveroftheabsolutefabric-cyn]

if i'm a different type of robot, can i still get possesed. THIS IS IMPORTANT.

@ask-vase-akavee-kin

"Thinking. I do not, know. Shall we find, out?"

[you-shiny-thing]

When Leveret first awoke from stasis, they were disoriented, confused. The world had changed much since their time, and the familiar people and places were gone. Their search for answers led them to Cetus. There they ended up talking with a local fisher, but the two of them got along like oil and water, every word aggravating the both of them. And so the fisher dropped them off like a kavat holding a kitten by the metaphorical scruff at an elderly basket weaver, Ayalena, known for her patience.

Ayalena proved to be worthy of her reputation. She was kind and warm, taking her time with Leveret. Like taming a wild animal. She sat Leveret down and taught them how to weave baskets. Leveret quickly grew annoyed at this, failing to see the point. They were impatient, and vented out their frustrations both on their poor basket and verbally. They talked about whatever came to mind: their frustrations, their anxieties, and their questions. Ayalena responded, calmly, to each and every question, and emphatised with their struggles, letting them talk freely. All the while the both of them kept weaving, sometimes talking, sometimes in silence. And it let Leveret think, and Ayalena in turn to explain. Having something to do and someone to listen while they tried to reorient themselves felt... calming. Grounding.

Not only did it give them time and space to reflect, it also gave them ideas. The act of creating instead of destroying was something new, something novel almost, but it felt pleasant. And the craft itself was actually quite fun, once you got past the first stages. Leveret thought on their new skill, and their past. More out of curiosity than practicality, with a bit of modifying of the technique they found they could braid their long hair into a decent braid. Before... everything, back when they were younger, their older sibling Ray used to braid their hair for them. But after their relations soured, Leveret had stopped asking for them to, and Ray had stopped offering. Leveret's new technique looked quite different from how Ray had done it, but there was something comforting about that. Something new to replace the old memories. A new path to walk.

[vellhighbandi]

Sharmaji (Not Namkeen)

Naam to suna hi hoga (a million apologies for any of the self entitled Sharma's you might have encountered...) Technically speaking intro dena humko aata nahi kyunki hum hai distracted ultra pro max insaan. Bakte bakte kab kahan kis tangent pe nikal jate humko khudko pata nhi hota. The thing is don't be surprised if you randomly find words that don't make sense (they do, just not to you) cause I'm a multilingual insaan with a few words of lotsa languages thrown into my vocabulary making a right khichdi of words and feelings up there. But then again sometimes I don't even understand what's going on up there myself so we can drink to that. (I don't drink. We'll be getting high on jaljeera and air)

As for this blog, it's a metaphysical (is that the right word?) representation of me (I guess?) Not really sure. Definitely this insanity is a part of me. But is not all of me. I mean agar khudko utna accha se jaan hi liya hota to phir zindagi me confusion thori hota. Chale gye hote hum bhi kahin pahado me zindagi ke sach ki khoj me. As for the people I have met here. They are downright amazing. Maane kya hi bataye. Simp karna ho, ya laash thikane lagane ke upaay dhundna ho, they will have my back. (Oh and don't even think of hurting them, you won't just regret it but regret your entire existence. And that's a fucking promise)

Wanna read me turn Lilac's brain children into psychologists horror?

Compromised . Chapters : One, Two, Three.

To coming to the reason why me actually went ahead made this intro post... My tags:-

[inertia-writes]

dehradun days

you meet them for the first time,

knowing it's probably the last.

might as well make the most of this time,

since life comes at you fast.

you find the strangest of signals

in the no-network zones.

cross-tent communication with folks,

just rambling about the unknown.

there's the warmth of shared laughter,

that carries you through freezing nights,

and you look up at the flickering stars,

to finally see things in a different light.

and at 11,000 ft above sea level

you finally reach the peak,

just to realise the joy was in the journey,

and the friends you made that week.

you'll visit caves & splendid cafes,

and remember the city in mere parts,

but years later, you'll still tell everyone,

how dehradun captured your heart.