#its very beautiful to me

[moonlightseve]

Viktor asks Yuuri what he wants if he wins Onsen on Ice and Yuuri says “to eat with you.” Viktor goes to Hasetsu to serve someone, to be the best coach he can be for a struggling skater who inspired him, and Yuuri turns to him and demands his companionship before anything else.

The vulnerability of eating with someone, the very act of taking food into your bodies and letting your guard down. The intimacy of Yuuri wanting to share his favorite dish with Viktor, presenting a part of himself on a platter and asking him to enjoy it.

The transformative nature of sharing a meal, the way each party exits with something in common with those around them. Viktor and Yuuri come from very different backgrounds and are at very different places in their life, but they are both in Hasetsu, together, and eating katsudon. It is the start of a journey together. It is Viktor’s introduction to Yuuri’s culture and character and Yuuri’s moment to humanize his idol.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I want it back / I drag its dead weight forward.

[rameiixo]

what about your ribbon?

( please no spoilers in tags!! )

[realbeefman]

robert chase one of the characters of all time. hes blonde. he went to seminary school. he purposefully murdered a patient. he’s a vapid slut. allergic to strawberries. was caption of his college bowling team. desperately needs to be on antidepressants. he’s divorced. his ex-wife was/is in love with his dadboss. it’s heavily implied that this is part of why he married her to begin with. he’s been fired multiple times but he keeps coming back like a fucked-up obedient boomerang. he’s the best surgeon in the hospital. all this while having the personality of a sopping wet cardboard box of corn flakes that somebody poured milk into and let mildew.

[maskofnova]

Hi chat, breaking the sonic chain to post a singular homestuck post because ive been thinking about moirail dynamics a lot. Don't follow me for homestuck though probably because this is the only one thats likely to break containment aside from maybe one other WIP in the future. Or do! I'm not your dad :]

[tubbytarchia]

Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light

[appri-dot]

@ballcrusher74 BOO MF!!!!!!😈😈😈😈

[deoidesign]

"I'm the dog they put with cheetahs to keep them from going crazy in captivity" x "I'm the cheetah that is threatening to go crazy" 4 ever

(I make a webcomic about them)

[demadogs]

some of you need to hate ai way more than you currently do

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance - Traverse Town

[wooly-nooly]

Vessels interpretation of trauma is so important to me

“The way that you were”

“You will never be the same”

“No amount of self sought fury will bring back the glory of innocence”

He sees and portrays trauma as a new version of yourself, and it is. He displays the fact that you cant get the old you back, they’re gone. “Innocence” is the previous you because your damaged now, you can heal but the thing about trauma is that it doesn’t ever fully go away

“No matter what i do the scars will never fade”

“They talk me through the damage, consequence and how its a pain they know they don’t understand”

Trauma is such a personal thing, even if you were to go through the traumatizing experience with someone; it was different for them. I could talk forever on this and i might add to this later when i have more time but i cannot begin to express how vessels interpretation of trauma makes me feel.

[crispywizardtale]

[pybun]

🍦🔥Sweet and Twisted 🔥🍦

[posletsvet]

Blue skies smiling at me

Nothing but blue skies, all I see...

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Although it does not depict a scene from the fic, this piece was greatly inspired by @fushiglow's glorious work Over the Threshold (is anyone surprised by it anymore, lol?). The part of Glo's story that sees Suguru rising to prominence and stardom even before Satoru's first ventures in the music industry isn't (yet? 👀) covered in the fic, but my mind tapped into it and ran with it — and this came to me as a result!

Hope y'all will enjoy this as much as I did drawing it!! Literally had the time of my life with Satoru's jacket and Suguru's hair, teehee!

[of-the-eventide]

...who else could I love but you, my brave little spark...?

auraugust 2024 - myth truth

[gingermintpepper]

One of my biggest pet peeves is the assumption that something has to be sad for it to be tragic.

I've always been a big believer of the 'Apollo has an awful love life'/'Apollo is plain unlucky with love' line of thinking but it does bother me that the general reasoning for that statement is given to the concept of 'Apollo is somehow undesireable and thus rejected' (Cassandra/Daphne/Marpessa) or 'his lovers die young and thus their love is unfulfilled' (Cyparissus/Hyacinthus/Coronis). I personally think that's a very unfortunate way of looking at things - not only because it neglects the many perfectly cordial entanglements and affairs Apollo has had, both mortal and divine - but because it presents a very shallow interpretation of the concepts of love and loss and how loss affects people.

Apollo can still grieve lovers that have a long, healthy life. The inherent tragedy of an immortal who knows his lovers and children will die and cannot stop it does not stop being tragic simply because those lovers and children live long, fulfilled lives. The inherent tragedy of loss does not stop being tragic simply because someone knows better than to mourn something that was always going to end.

What is tragic is not that Apollo loves and loses but that loss itself follows him. Apollo does not love with the distance of an immortal, he does not have affairs and then leaves never to listen to their prayers again. He does not have offspring and then abandon them to their trials only to appear when it is time to lead them to their destinies. He raises his young, he protects the mothers of his children, he blesses the households that have his favour and multiplies their flocks that they may never go hungry. He educates his sons, he adorns his daughters and even in wrath he is quick to come to his senses and regret the punishments he doles out.

Apollo loves. And like mortals, there will always be some part of him that wishes to protect the objects of his affections. Apollo, however, is also an emissary of Fate. He knows that the fate of all mortal things is death. He knows that to love a mortal is to accept that eventually he will have to bury them. There is no illusion of forever, there is no fantasy where he fights against the nature of living things and shields his beloveds from death. Apollo loves and because of that love, he also accepts.

And that, while beautiful, is also tragic.