#more poetic ramblings

[ebitenpura]

Jadus lost his flesh long ago. He can take any form he so chooses, as long as it is warped by the Dark Side; shadow oozes out of the holes in his mask, his limbs elongating, his body a crack in the void. Fear changes him, and fear makes him different than he appears both before mortal eyes and in lasting memory. Fear makes him larger than life-- there is no corner of the psyche he cannot fill, no shape too terrifying he cannot become. He is fear itself, nebulous, changing, twisted, sticky and stinking as oil, a rot in the hive. Jadus is the man who walks among us. Jadus is the thing that walks among men. Jadus is Jadus.

[sainz100]

2024 Abu Dhabi GP

[kwillow]

Started this back in February when it was more topical but... I suppose no time is a good time for romance as far as Theo is concerned.

[obae-me]

He looks at you like artistry. A contemporary piece he's never seen before. Taking in every detail with calculating eyes. Wondering what intentions the skillful hands of the cosmos had in mind when making you.

He wishes to know your story, the happiness that makes the music of your voice, the experiences settled in the sculpt of your frame, the tragedies brushed into the strokes of your irises.

The complexities of your being astound him, mesmerize him. Every new fact he learns about you adds another stanza to your sonnet.

To him, you are art in its purest form. Not one part can exist without the other. The greatest of symphonies would not be complete without their rests. He adores all of you.

How foolish he was at first, to think you were just a simple creature. Oh, the things he has taken for granted. When did he become so blind? Was it his Pride? Or had he simply been breathing for so long, that the sweet orchestra of life became dull to his ears? How long had it been since he stopped to watch people commune in the streets? Or sat a while to watch the trees sway from his window? Or pondered on the meaning of a wonderful word?

Excitement. How many centuries since he's felt like that? Filled with a rather humiliating child-like giddiness. But it's...invigorating. Everything stands out to him fresh, avant-garde. You remind him that there's still so much for him to discover.

A change in the wind, the turning of a page to a whole new chapter, a swelling crescendo, you are enticing. Every second spent with you leaves him craving more.

All he desires is to be in your presence. To see your colors. To hear your melody. To bask in the opus of your existence. It was only a matter of time before you would manage to become his everything, his obsession, his passion. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

For Lucifer is a connoisseur, and to him, you are nothing less than the crown of luxury.

[iztea]

finally watched hannibal in the year of our lord 2025. a life altering experience. it's everything to me. top 2 fav tv shows

[beartitled]

The bear creatüre has a bachelor degree now

Yea I graduated uni today 🐻‍❄️🎓🎉

Feels weird tbh 💥

My brain did not register this information yet

Diploma comic reveal when? 👀

[akemiiya]

i think in a celebrity au isabeau/mirabelle could be a singer duo while sif ghostwrites the lyrics for their songs

[matchbet-allofthetime]

God, my favourite thing ever is that when he's younger, at the beginning of S1, Marcus is SUCHHH a brat!

He's this bratty guy who is also a spitfire, he likes talking back, and he always acts like he wants control.

He acts out of line because he knows he can get away with it, he brats and snips words and acts like an all-around ass, but it's bratty. It's so distinct.

But later, when he gets that control he thought he wanted, when he becomes sheriff and then starts dealing with Silco, he gets so exhausted so quickly.

He's rougher, gruffer, more steadfast and sharp in his mannerisms and words, but that brattiness is less than half what it was when he was younger.

In, what was it? Nine years? He went from this brash, loud-mouthed, fiery young adult who wanted control to a salt-n-pepper dilf who has all the power one could want— and yet, he only has that through Grayson dying, and Marcus himself dealing with Silco, pretending to keep the— relative— peace.

I love seeing the differences, because he both changes so damn much, and also doesn't change at all.

[kindaorangey]

dude assad zaman is a good actor. did u guys know this

[jaydovekj]

I miss roleplaying terribly 😭😭 ace attorney nation, should I come back?

[lifenconcepts]

hey! Foreigner! I love you!

[lost-romantique]

Just a thought...

Sometimes I wish I could enjoy Helluva Boss like any normal person, without the need to talk and communicate with others about it.

Sometimes, I just want to enjoy the show for the sake of enjoyment.

Because seeing the characters interact:

Seeing Blitzø trying his damndest for his company and for the people he loves, despite his self-hatred seething out at every opportunity.

Seeing Stolas love so hard despite living a privileged and sheltered life devoid of the very love he rightfully deserves.

Seeing Moxxie finally have the guts to stand up to his abusive father, who tried to raise him as a ruthless leader.

Seeing Millie fiercely protect the love of her life, because the very thought of losing that special someone would destroy her.

Seeing Loona learn to love and appreciate her dad, and fit in as a young adult who was raised in the system.

Seeing Octavia try her best to go through and navigate her mother and father's tumultuous divorce, and learn how to cope.

Seeing Fizz stand up and escape his toxic and horrible boss that treated him like ass.

I just genuinely have such a strong love for the show, and I want to share it with people.

Of course, I have a favorite (as if it wasn't obvious), and yeah I like to yap, but I simply like to yap about the things I love, and I simply want to discuss it with people that genuinely love the show with all their heart.

~~~

It's scary how quickly a Fandom can grow toxic, how people look at a piece of media and enjoy it just as much as you do, but in a different way.

Those differences breed hatred and twist your words like a knife, but such is life.

Our thoughts and feelings are weapons, and in someone else's story, we are the enemy for simply sharing a difference of opinion.

At the same time...

Our thoughts and feelings are words of affirmation, signs that we're not alone in this way of thinking.

Sometimes just having people agree with you, is comforting. And by finding people that think the way you think, validates your thoughts in ways you don't expect.

Therefore, our thoughts and feelings can also save people.

In conclusion, I love this show a lot, and I just want to talk to people about it.

~~~

Also, like look at this red lizard.

I love him. I hope you do too.

He's so misunderstood.

But I love him.

He's an asshole.

But I adore him.

He's an idiot.

But I want to give him a hug.

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

okay they deserve their own post (that isn’t a meme) 🩵🩷💚🧡

(from the Overmorrow series)

[cupidskissx]

i was revisiting the instagram tributes that other drivers posted for seb and it got me thinking about what they would post for max when he inevitably retires in 2028. i think lando and daniels would be funny, pierre and alexs too. not sure who would be on the grid by then but maybe liam or yuki is his teammate and they would post something too. but what has me in a chokehold is what charles’ post could be like. would he post a picture from the karting days? would he have won a championship by then and post one of the two of them from the fia gala? what would his caption be?

Hi Anon, quick question, are you trying to induce a mental breakdown? 🫠😘

As much as I love to live in my delusion-bubble and transform every measly crumb into a three course meal, I’m gonna be real here for a second, I can’t see their posts being as heartfelt as we want them to be 💔

However, I’m a Lestappie through and through so here are a few of my scenarios/opinions (delusion included)

If Max retires first

Charles’ post — logical edition:

Charles’ post would likely be some shot of them driving, maybe Silverstone ‘19, or Jeddah ‘22 with a boring caption along the lines of:

Congratulations on a stellar career.

Charles’ post — Lestappen edition:

My heart screams that he’d pick a post-race embrace (hopefully one day we’ll have a proper one):

Fighting you was some of the best fun I’ve ever had.

The track won’t be the same without you there to push the limits and push me wide.

Enjoy this next chapter, you’ve earned the rest.

If Charles retires first

Max’s post — logical edition:

Max is a big softy, okay. HE would be the one to post them in their karting years, because he is the first to remind everyone they grew up racing each other (to combat the nostalgia of course he’d pick a photo from when he won his CIK-FIA World KZ Championship).

Together from the start until the end.

Well done on all your achievements over the years, mate 👍🏻

Max’s post — Lestappen edition:

It has to be the Austria ‘22 Podium, could it be anything else? Even with his rudimentary (and sometimes obliviously innocent) understanding of social media, in my mind even Max is aware how iconic this moment was.

It pays to never give up on a dream.

Congrats on winning your maiden championship and ending your career on a high. You deserve it.

I hate to admit a piece of me might miss seeing #16 in my mirrors, but thanks for not sticking around to wear my #1.

- Your biggest fan

If anyone else has any takes on this, or wants to share some thoughts, I’m all ears ❤️

📸 Credit to all the photographers, without them we’d wither away.

[adolins-heart]

I wanna be adolin themed again :( I love him :( I miss him

On one hand I wanna finish wind and truth (265 pages left!) and pick an adolin url based on something from the book. On the other hand. Adolin url rn.

[imaginethezeldaverse]

What do you think of midzel?

Two ethereal sides of the same coin.

And I'm sure they felt that magnetism towards one another. But where Zelda is more diplomatic and calculating, Midna is a little more brash and free-thinking. I imagine Zelda watched on as the impish form of her beloved faded into her full-figured state - fiery locks and crimson eyes a blaze of beauty against the deeper hues of her skin and garb. There was her princess.

I imagine Midna, now renewed in her true form, feels the warmth of Zelda's light and smiles. Her time on the side of light, no matter how brief, always leaves her feeling whole; she basks in the gentle glow of the goddess' chosen, a comfort the realm of Twilight could never give her.

She loved Zelda's honesty. Her ability to never lose hope. The fact that for all of Zelda's poise and perfectionist demeanor, when it came to Midna, there was softness. Zelda adored Midna's mysterious aura. How Twilight gleamed and shimmered even in the shadows. How her laughter held life and love in every note that passed her lips. They complimented each other. They loved each other. The light and shadow exist to keep each other whole.