#it's so nice to talk to you!!

[bookwyrminspiration]

Response to an ask from Ophelia:

Ophelia! Hello! I'm so glad to see you and my response got long, so it's under the cut! (There are also stellarlune spoilers under the cut)

No need to apologize at all! I don't mind the times between talking and completely understand the social energy thing. I missed hearing from you as well, so yes! Let's commence with the talking!

I'm truly sorry about your sibling; it absolutely sucks that you have to deal with them and listen to the things they say. You can absolutely ask for my thoughts, and my opinion on the matter is that you are absolutely not required to disclose any information to them. They're not entitled to it, it's not their diagnosis. The unfair thing would be you being expected to shoulder this burden of trying to "fix" them and make them change their mind. It's not your responsibility, it's your parents' responsibility to be a parent and correct their behavior.

You do not need to tell anyone you don't want to, that's for you to chose who you want to disclose it to. Not your parents. It also sounds like disclosing that information is something that would put you directly in the line of fire, and if that's not something you want or are prepared to handle, then you do not have to do it. Your parents didn't tell your sibling about their own diagnosis (that was also un-diagnosed if I'm remembering right), so you could even say it's hypocritical for them to expect you to share your own.

That's how I see it, at least. You don't want to, then don't! It's your diagnosis.

And yes! I finished Stellarlune! My final thoughts so far are that I'm going to need to process this book for a hot minute. There were some elements I expected--I've talked about the "friends shocked and surprised and uncomfortable with storehouse fire" thing before along with the "sophie being more separate and reckless" aspect.

I think what it really comes down to is that, for me, there was a lot that felt out of left-field. Like these conclusions and culminations of things from the series were not at all what I was expecting and so it threw me off. Like Elysian being a person in a place that turns out to be super important to the whole entire series they spend so much time focusing on? I didn't feel like there was enough leading into that in previous books for that to really hit me the way Shannon probably wanted it to.

instead I was like...how, exactly, did we get here?? I noticed that especially as well with "stellarlune" as a concept. It was super important in this book and like the whole focus, but the whole time I was still trying to figure out what it was. Like what are we actually talking about right now that's so crucial? Same with the whole power source thing; it felt like it was explained once and then we were supposed to just accept and rely on that for the rest of the book, which left me a little confused.

So I'm really curious to read through the series whenever I do my next reread with the information I have now and see if things line up in a way that makes it click better in my head.

That's not to say I didn't have fun reading it, because I definitely did! Absolutely loved the connection to Biana's hair combs that'd been mentioned of her getting them from Cyrah's shops so many books ago, love when things tie together like that :).

Jensi! Yeah, he made a brief return, though it looks like he may have more importance in the next book as well. I wasn't sure how it would happen, but I 100% expected that part. I've talked about it before so I won't go into detail (unless you want me to!), but it was nice to have him around. I think I know what his role in the story will be, so I'm curious to watch it play out

Whether or not the book ends up being a Lodestar in terms of its memorability I think depends on if you're looking at plot or characters! In terms of plot, I could definitely see that. It feels like a transition to the big final thing of book 10 (and possibly book 11), so it doesn't feel like it has it's own concrete arc aside from moving the story to where it needs to be.

But...if you're an avid sokeefe fan (i'm not really a ship person), then I don't think you're forgetting this book anytime soon. I won't get into that here because that can be it's own post, but I think this book will be dear to many readers for a certain chapter and that chapter alone.

And I did enjoy the event! I love learning behind the scenes information about the series, so it's super fun to attend. Since it's virtual, it's a relatively easy thing to do energy wise, and then I can make notes of everything and share it all. One downside is I don't get to ask Shannon any questions and have to wait for my book to be shipped, but otherwise 10/10 love it.

I've missed speaking to you, too! It's not at all creepy to say, it's normal :). Was thinking about you recently since I was compiling that playlist I sent you, so it's lovely to hear from you! And yes, you can refer to me as a friend! We are friends!

As for twilight, I think one of my favorite things to look at is the plot itself. There are certain characters I adore (Emmett and Alice), and worldbuilding things that fascinate me (Alice's ability, the Volturi's history), but at the end of the day the delightful absurdity of the plot just does it for me! I'm not 100% sure why, but the plot just has something about it I can't look away from. Love thinking about it, talking about it, laughing about it, analyzing it, etc.

Then for my name, you nailed it! It's not too personal and not too many questions at all. I've engaged with Sander Sides a fair amount in the past and always watch a new episode when it comes out (you know, every three years or so /j), and I am 99% confident that I did, in fact, steal the name from Thomas' friend Quil. I say 99% because I can't actually remember when I did that or why, but like. Timelines match up and that was my introduction to the name, so I'm pretty certain that's where it came from. My partner actually also stole a name from the Sanders universes, so we've got that in common :)

Don't worry, you're not annoying me at all! Sometimes hyper-brain just wants to ramble, and you're more than welcome to talk in my inbox at any time! And hell yeah cake recipes!! I don't actually remember the last time I had cake now that I think about it. I should make one.

OH, that reminds me I should make another keeper recipe to celebrate stellarlune! Emotionally, I'm making some sort of sugar atrocity from keeper with you :)

[3rdsday]

Tommy basically said "the DSMP was good because it was, and still is, loved" and that basically sums up my feelings on the matter too.

[ceniwen]

zhongli please stop cosplaying as a human your adeptus has social anxiety and can't cope

[chloesimaginationthings]

Those were Vanessa's friends too in the FNAF movie

[slfcare]

be critical of yourself in a way that lifts you up, which means: catch yourself when you're thinking mean things about yourself / correct yourself when you're imagining what negative opinions others might have about you / encourage yourself to do better next time in a gentler and more optimistic way / never strive for more without acknowledging how far you have already come. it's okay to be nice to yourself.

[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[egophiliac]

I have SO many thoughts about everything and they are in no kind of order yet, so here's just some quick little bits in the meantime!

I am not normal about any of these characters!

[sysig]

Permission to headbutt: Granted (Patreon)

[remxedmoon]

save me bonnie isat… bonnie isat… save me…

woah what!!! isat fanart with color??? preposterous. greyscaled versions under the cut!! (and also the last doodle without the crusty old drawing next to it!! incase you want to use it for anything)

anyways. uh. scampers away like a little rat

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[ducktracy]

there are a lot of evil people in the world and a lot of darkness in the world and so it’s very important for me to stress that now more than ever is the time to spread kindness and compassion. combat the evil by not only not partaking in it, but actively refuting it. destroy the notion that being compassionate or generous or kind to someone is uncool or embarrassing or even scary. be the change you want to see. start a chain reaction. positivity only breeds more positivity. do an act of kindness for someone so that that person who is too afraid to do it themselves can see you, realize that they’re not alone, and perhaps sheepishly follow your example. and then the next person who is too afraid but sees that person can do the same. when bad news comes out about bad people or horrible atrocities in the world it’s such an easy impulse to despair, and obviously it’s important to feel what you need to feel. grieve. be angry. be sorrowful. be empathetic. but dust off your pants and get up and be a part of a chain reaction that, no matter how small the scale, and spread compassion and love and care. all the reasons why you might not—“it’s hard! it’s scary! people will make fun of me! it’s useless because there’s too much evil!” are all grade A arguments as to why you should. you have no idea how many people you could inspire to do the same. even if it doesn’t get you anyway far, you can at least say you have the nobility of trying. please choose love and please choose life. you are worth loving and you are worth inspiring others to love

[secondbeatsongs]

hey, don't cry

tumblr is the new pdf! ok?

[literaila]

I seriously love the relationship between Megumi and reader. He is in fact, a mama's boy lol

But Dadgojo and Megumi moments are cute as hell too

So herw you go a small oneshot: Little Megs would always go to reader's or Tsumiki's bedroom when he has nightmares. He already trusts you enough to see him vulnerable and goes to seek for your protection, and of course you never complain and comfort him.

But this time is different. He had a nightmare and you were on a mission and Tsumiki is staying at a friend's house.

There is only one person left in the house: Gojo.

So, with the greatest shame and irritation in the world at having to depend on his annoying and childish dad, he goes to Gojo's room because at moments like these he can't stand being alone. So he eats his shame and goes to seek for him.

You can imagine reader's surprise when she comes back home in the morning and finds Satoru and your son cuddling together on the bed, Megumi's hold on Gojo's shirt tight as both sleep peacefully.

You swear you are not like Satoru, but you can't help it but to pick up the phone and take thousands of pictures of this rare moment, knowing it wont happen again (because Megumi won't do it twice after Satoru didn't stop mocking him about it.)

honestly you might as well just write the series for me. like do you wanna look in my inbox? you can write all of the one shots currently rotting away (i’m not asking im pleading)

this is so correct though.

megumi’s just not used to not having you home. when this arrangement first began you took some time off, let satoru handle everything (as per usual) so you could take care of the kids. adapt.

when you resume your former busy schedule, both of the kids are slightly thrown off. and satoru too—because he misses you. he’s known the caress of your absence and isn’t fond of the feeling.

and now it’s megumi’s turn.

but the boy doesn’t start having serious nightmares till around seven or eight (despite the…lack of an upbringing, the rotting apartment and cuddling with tsumiki in bed so neither of them froze in their sleep).

when it happens the first time, he sits there, waiting for some answer to come. he’s a quiet, stoic kid—and he doesn’t get scared. he’s not like his soft, kind sister. he doesn’t even flinch when others would jump.

he lays there until he falls asleep again. and he won’t mention it. megumi doesn’t need to worry you or satoru (mostly you) with this.

then it happens a second time.

this time he’s woken up on the verge of tears—already passed that breaking point—and he can’t stay in bed. he can’t lay there and recall images of monsters no child should understand.

so he gets out of bed—but just for a glass of water. he’s still not scared.

though it just so happens that you’re already in the kitchen when he gets there, and it just so happens that you know things about him—just because you know—so there’s nothing he can do to hide any of it.

still, you’ll only tilt your head at him, giving him a half-sleepy smile. ��hey, megs. you okay?”

“i’m thirsty.”

so you get him his glass of water and you watch while he takes tentative sips.

again, somehow you just know. the same way that megumi knows that you know.

“are you having a hard time sleeping?” you ask him, after a minute of silence.

megumi shakes his head on instinct.

you’re still smiling. “bad dreams?”

and he could lie—he’s so very used to lying about things like this. megumi doesn’t want people to see him as this little boy who needs their help. he wants an equal playing field, and he doesn’t want to be scared.

but he is.

and when it comes to you, and only you, megumi is a terrible liar.

so he nods, and your smile remains—sure as always.

“i get ‘em too,” you whisper to him. “even when i was a kid. especially then.”

“you do?”

“yup. all the time.”

“what…” megumi furrows his brows. “what do you do?”

“hmm…” you go and stand beside him at the counter, leaning your chin on a hand. “well, it depends on the dream. sometimes they’re… smaller. and i can usually sleep through those ones, but i always remember them in the morning.”

megumi nods; he has all sorts of dreams.

dreams of running around with tsumiki, of going on missions with gojo. he dreams of you in the kitchen, you telling him to keep going. and he dreams of the dark. of a house that could never be a home.

he dreams of being all alone, and when he wakes up, it feels so real that he can’t help it.

he begins to believe that it’s true.

“when i have bigger ones, though, that i can’t sleep though… well, usually i just wake satoru up.”

megumi frowns. “why?”

“he’s so irritating that i forget all about the dream.”

“oh. yeah.”

you laugh. “or i just ask him for a hug. he always says yes. or i wake him up and we steal a car and drive around for a bit,” you add, almost absentmindedly.

megumi blinks, about to interrupt, but you continue.

“sometimes i just lay in bed until i fall back asleep. or i get up and do something else—get some water,” you give him a pointed look, “so that it feels less real.”

“does it work?”

“most of the time,” you answer, so softly. and you’re right there next to him, still smiling. “wanna watch a movie or something? i’ll let you pick.”

megumi frowns. you don’t like to let them stay up late (despite satoru’s many attempts to go out for gas station ice cream at three in the morning). “really?”

“sure.”

and you sit with him on the couch, not cuddling, but close enough.

megumi listens to you laugh at the random movie he put on—something tsumiki likes—and it feels a little bit better. he feels a little less alone.

and later on, just when he’s falling back to sleep, almost slumping on you, you’ll whisper to him: “the thing about nightmares, megumi,” your hand is in his hair and your voice is almost a lullaby. “is that you can always wake up.”

so megumi gets in the habit of looking for you when he’s had a nightmare—the bad ones, like you mentioned. he doesn’t ask you for a hug, or ask you to sit with him, but you do anyway.

and somehow the two of you will end up on the couch, or in his bed, so close together that megumi can’t have another bad dream (because he’s suffocating).

but on this night—the one night where you’re not home—megumi isn’t sure what to do.

because he doesn’t want to be alone. he doesn’t want to feel trapped in his room, and there’s no way he’s falling back asleep now, and why did he forget that you weren’t going to be home tonight, and—

“psst,” a voice says, a little bit amused. “why are you awake, kid?”

almost immediately megumi straightens. his arms cross like it’s a habit. and when he looks to gojo, he’s already expecting the grin. “why are you?”

“i was calling y/n. or she was calling me. it’s hard to be away from me, you know,” gojo is sprawled out on the couch, taking megumi’s spot.

“it can’t be that hard.”

gojo shakes his head, pouting. “are you awake because the guilt from all of the cruel things you say is keeping you up?”

megumi rolls his eyes. says a curt: “no,” and then pauses.

if you’re not here then what…

“what else could it be?”

“nothing,” megumi answers, immediately defensive.

gojo purses his lips, considering megumi. “why do you look weird?”

“why do you?”

“is that the only insult you’ve got?”

and finally, the boy gives in. he steps over to the couch, sitting down next to gojo (ten feet away) with his arms still crossed. “it’s late.”

“that’s no excuse, young fushiguro.”

they both sit there for a moment, staring off.

then gojo speaks up: “you know y/n would kill you if she knew you were awake, right?”

“no. she would kill you.”

“that’s…” gojo huffs. “true.”

at this, megumi lets out a grunt—it could be a laugh, could be a cough.

he doesn’t want to tell gojo about the dreams, he decides. because he doesn’t want to be ridiculed, and he doesn’t want gojo to tell you and then—

he’s not even scared. you’re gone, tsumiki is sleeping, and gojo is… staring at him.

“are you going to answer my question?”

megumi merely grunts again.

“c’mon, don’t make this awkward.”

“can’t. you already have.”

gojo scoffs, leaning back again, crossing his arms in a poor mimic. “we’ve been letting nanami watch you too much,” he says, but continues. “fine. don’t tell me. i can call y/n back right now and you can talk to—“

“no,” megumi looks over to him, wide eyes.

“then speak, kid.”

he sighs, annoyed. at least you’re right about one thing. it takes a moment, but megumi relents because he has to. “i had a bad dream.”

gojo’s face goes slack. “oh.”

megumi feels like crawling into himself, for just a moment, and then: “do you want to talk about it?”

blue eyes meet blue, and megumi frowns. “what?”

“do you want to talk about it?” gojo repeats, but… weirdly, this time. awkwardly.

“um..” is all the boy says, feeling like he should move away. like to his room away. like he should probably find someone else to live with, a random stranger, even, because that would be easier.

“i don’t know, okay?” gojo blurts out, like it was killing him not to. “that’s just what y/n asks me when i have a nightmare.”

“you have nightmares?”

gojo is running his hands through his hair, looking like he’s about to go on a tangent. but when megumi asks his question, gojo pauses. he gives megumi a look. “doesn’t everyone?”

megumi scowls. “i don’t know.”

“huh. well, i have them. sometimes.”

“and you tell y/n?”

gojo snorts, shaking his head. “there’s no telling y/n anything. she just—“

“knows.”

gojo nods, giving megumi a small wink that makes the little boy want to throw up.

“so…” gojo taps his fingers on the couch. “do you want to talk about it?”

“why would i want to talk about it with you?”

“well you came out into the living room looking all… surly.”

“surly?” megumi repeats, with a face.

“down. upset. sad.”

“i’m not sad.”

“people who aren’t sad don’t need to deny that they’re sad.”

“y/n isn’t here,” megumi says, shaking his head. “i could hit you and be fine.”

gojo laughs, again, relaxing once more. because the man cannot be serious for any longer than three minutes. it’s biologically impossible. “i’d like to see you try,” he whispers, and it’s just enough.

megumi falls asleep on the couch that night. he spends another half hour arguing with gojo about whatever he says—forgetting about his dream, the reason for coming into the living room in the first place.

and when you get home, you open the door to the sight of two boys, both drooling.

megumi has his head pressed against satoru’s shoulder, hair smushed against his face. satoru is crossing his arms, face tilted towards the ceiling as he snores.

…it’s pretty obvious what happens next.

[22ndnervousbreakdown]

"the man we idolised turned out to be a bad person, but it's okay, this other man hasn't fucked up yet so we can just idolise him twice as hard!"

Do you people not see the problem

[sciderman]

avenging spider-man #13

[lazycranberrydoodles]

i think the barbie movie would have a profound psychological impact on hua cheng

prev comic / next comic / follow for still more hualian barbie movie content because i am not done

bonus angsty version 🎉 i hate love expressions just a couple tiny lines on the mouth and eyebrows and it goes from silly to sad

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