#notion my beloved

[muchadoaboutlearning]

revamping my notion and feeling like I AM GOD

I am finally in my final year of my undergraduate honours literature and arts joint major degree with a history minor. It's been quite a wild ride and today is the last day of my summer break and sadly, i was away the whole last trimester from the studyblr.

so this trimester with my capstone thesis underway I have decided to build a consistent routine, which is super super difficult for someone like me who shitposts about having a nonexistent sleep schedule on her main.

but I am here with my revamped notion that screams me and I just hope I live a healthy lifestyle the upcoming three months with a healthy emotional and mental headspace.

THERE'S STUDIO GHIBLI AND BTS REFERENCES IN IT!! the dashboard actually has those eating gifs, I made it like a cafe inspired from a YouTube vlogger called christine and look at my pretty uni page setup too, ugh pastels my love

i worked super hard on these pages, thematically. AND I AM SO PROUD. I am taking really cool courses in my next trimester:

1. literary canon (do you the ao3 tag as a header I love my brain aah)

2. long form journalism (really excited for this one because I wanna write freelance stuff on some stuff as a personal side project)

3. concepts in aesthetics ii (art history babyyy, and with less modules on dead white people this time hopefully)

4. maritime history (please tell me the stories of the ocean cause I am in love with the siren of history, ugh ew)

5. modern indian history (by fave prof, good class numbers like less people yayy more attention)

okkiee bii for now

[rehide]

just barely started my reread but. i think one of simultaneously both the most interesting and devastating aspects of rize, whose entire character is about her stolen autonomy, is that we never really get to know her outside of other characters perceptions of her. we know her through kaneki's brief meeting with her and his once hallucinated version of her, through furuta's idealized memories of her in the garden and the twisted perception he has of her now, through tsukiyamas run-ins with her, briefly through shachi's ideas he got of her as she was growing up, but we still rarely get to hear from her. and despite this, she's still overwhelmingly present in the narrative, though more as a concept than anything. we do briefly get that scene in re where she talks to kaneki about the garden, but it still cycles back around to what he has to accomplish going forward. a lot of the information we know about her comes from the people fighting so hard to control her and take the autonomy her entire arc is about in the first place. just something i've been thinking about. how we know rize is so overwhelmingly present in the narrative but the people who she's tried to escape from her entire life are primarily who we've learnt about her from.

[lamentofspring]

my precious mimi, my sweet sacrificial lamb ♡ / ophelia, friedrich heyser / tell me when it hurts, flower face / call me by your name (2017) / paper doll, flower face / the carnivorous lamb, agustín gómez-arcos / there sleeps titania, john simmons / viviane, renée vivien / mythological beauty, big thief / greek anthology; epigrams, antipater of sidon / in a week, hozier & karen cowly / my love mine all mine, mitski / venus verticordia, rossetti / nathan, flower face / cornflower blue, flower face / @tendermimi ♡

[baeshijima]

once again… thinking thoughts of time travel au but it’s like. different periods/eras/aus after each traversal…

like one moment you (or the character, depending on which pov) are in the “canon”-verse and wake up the next moment in a european royalty era. you shakily try and adapt to the lifestyle you now occupy. many of the faces you see are familar to you, and yet they’re not the people you remember them to be. some are far colder than you remember, others are much more cordial than the versions you know of, and some seem to be the same on the surface.

and then you see him, and the world blurs and spirals and slips out of your control, the last thing you see being an outstretched hand.

you wake up to a new environment, one filled to the brim with futuristic modern technology and sky-high buildings and hovering vehicles. it’s a little overwhelming but, much like with the previous world you just barely left, you manage to find some ground to adapt on. it’s the same process; everyone is familiar but different, and you’ve never felt more like a stranger.

you see him once more, a glimpse of him speeding towards your general vicinity with deep-set eyes honed in on your direction. this time you manage to stay lucid for a little longer — a day or two more — but it is more than enough when stops in front of you, your name uttered with a confused familiarity. as it turns out, this version has dreamed of you; he has dreamed of you to the point of knowing things a stranger would not be privy to, but of things the he of the original world (of your world) would only know of.

you get to know him over the course of two days before it strikes once more. the world spins and blurs and sends you tumbling into the abyss. while the last thing you see yet again is an outstetched arm, the frantic call of your name is but a lingering whisper echoing amidst the chaos.

and then you get transported to another era. and then another. and another. and another. and… another.

each one lasts a bit longer after your fateful meeting, but you’ve begun to grow numb from the repetitive motions, from the forgetting to remembering. the hope to return back to your timeline slowly diminishes with each new world, with each new do-over you wish to be rid of, with each variation of him that grows more obsessive at the prospect of you leaving, for he has witnessed it aplenty through these wretched dreams of you disappearing while he is left to chase after your ghost again, and again, and again.

[michyeosseo]

This pain will help you remember.

Zeng Li as SHEN MUYUE

THE LEGEND OF SHEN LI (2024)

[wildsaltair]

I could write an entire thesis on how Maximus is so husband-coded and how different he is from other action heroes of, before, and after his day. he is so timeless because his qualities go so far beyond the generic, and I want to stand on a mountaintop to explain this in painstaking detail to the whole world

[vogelmeister]

when maisie peters said "hear my lyrics/taste my venom/you are still my great obsession" and olivia rodrigo said "you'll see my face in every place but you can't catch me now" and taylor swift said "when you realised im harder to forget than i was to leave/and i bet you think about me" and when froukje said "ik hoop dat je kijkt, ik hoop dat het je spijt/ook nu ik niet meer over je schrijf" and when and when and when -

[draagu]

ascension

[ellebells]

I will never fucking get bored of writing these two LMFAO

[mainfaggot]

i just need some space. I just need some space space space . complicated im losing controllll

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

beginning to think I like fictional relationships to start off wildly contentious because then the characters know each other’s flaws right off the bat and don’t have to undergo the painful process of learning your beloved (platonic or otherwise) is sometimes quite unpleasant, and that the process goes both ways.

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nah. it’s the catharsis of a temporary fight.

[luvxiem]

also. winter theme? yes? no?

[ourlovelines]

meet my ocs - 8/? — quinn kwan (cityscape) ah yes, my train of thought, or as i like to call it: The Anxiety Express™.

[sharkdays]

i love pokemon

[cornsobsessions]

i can tell i am not having a great time rn by the overwhelming urge to make lists about everything but at least i know notion’s got my back

[fandom-with-no-hope]

Me and my friend had a pokemon rp 2 years ago, where one couple, Sacha and Marisa, ended up as doomed by the narrative, but also they became, like, our favorites. They were basically the trope "I'd die for you" "I'd kill for you."

Two years later. Me and my friend start a sort of dnd rp. Only to have Mith and Areg. And, believe it or not, but they are our newest doomed by the narrative couple.