#okay back to bed

[9w1ft]

woke up in the middle of the night and i’ve had my head in the sand so i am very sorry as i have the feeling this is something that’s been pointed out but have people talked at all about how taylor’s famous 1989 beach photoshoot

is from this rolling stone article?

you know,

this rolling stone article?

[randomly--accessed--memories]

random thought th at bubbled up as i was in the process of waking up: is ram!vox true neutral or chaotic neutral

[one-winged-dreams]

I'm not actually considering it because f/o marriages are very important to me but

Being called "The Marshal's wife" 👉👈

[87foxeninaboxen]

I'm starting to wonder if the outcome of this trail was predetermined and it was just a show of power over Aventurine. Opal seems cunning enough to determine what the other stonehearts answers will be beforehand

[125storejuice]

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[miraculousbohemian]

random ass post: "teenage girl does something cool"

me: aha! that one version of Wanda that's emo from that Natasha fic that's literally canon haha what do you mean Steve went back in time haha liar liar pants on fireeeee

[asks-n-trolls]

I love filter system in things sm

Whoever came up with them is so sexy

I no wanna look at something and they gave me the tools I dont gotta look at it no more

[breadandbloodybutter]

your pfp is so good omg 😳

Raphael is are very saxy men

[tamaharu]

there is something really interesting about children in orv. too early for me to make any real analysis but theres a sort of deliberateness in sys, lgy, and ljhs maturity. they are clearly very mature for their ages, but some of that maturity is spurned on by the scenarios. they have to grow up in order to more adequately grapple with their circumstances. and yet, while the rest of kcom clearly respects them, theres also this sense of protectiveness that at sort of the same time pushes the kids to act like kids. for ljh, for example, shes a lot more serious when she and knw are companions (and neither lgy nor sys are around) while in the 3rd round shes willing to get more silly with it; an intentional difference in a maturity due to her party members. not to mention the city where lgy and sys, as "children" are not allowed to participate, so ljh must protect them all... and then it gets even stranger when you factor in the group regression. as they point out in the epilogue, with the group regression having turned back their ages, they are both mentally adults within drinking age, but they still have a marked sense of childishness about them as well, which i find a pretty interesting conclusion when you factor in their own mentalities vs the way kcom treats them.

[ponds-of-ink]

This is a big if, but

If Monster Magical Girls makes into.. I dunno, a series? An fake anime test pilot?.. I want to pull some dumb English dub stuff. I’m talking a random off-camera voice making quips like “And that’s why Patty hasn’t been able to ride a horse in this series” as the audience sees her ride a horse sideways at a ranch. While being in her hero form.

Snarky/Having fun narrator nobody else can hear, you know?

[jovalencia]

people talk all this shit about microplastics but still nobody's explained why they're bad. like personally I fuck with microplastics

[nanaminokanojo]

I want new tats. 🙄

[gluttonygirls]

[penofsteele]

If you have this dynamic, you're my favourite fictional character ship. There are requirements:

You have to have a dramatic breakup. (Necessary)

You have to sword fight (swords optional but preferred)

You have to be queer (listen, there's just something about the homoeroticism of sword fighting and rivalry)

You have to make me think you could be happy together if you'd JUST TELL EACH OTHER--

I am a simple man.

[shalomniscient]

thinking about mornings w arle mmmmm…….. she used to wake up before dawn, back when she was a harbinger. it was a discipline quite literally beaten into her as a child, her body waking on autopilot an exact half-hour before the sun rose every morning. but now she lets the sun rise fully, then hang in the sky for a while, before she slowly opens her eyes and returns to the waking world.

the first thing she does, of course, is turn to look at you. the tenderness of your sleep-touched expression, the delicate part of your lips as you roam in that blissful land of dreams. archons above, it has to be one of her favourite sights in the world.

yet funnily enough, despite also being from the house under that woman, you’ve always had a tendency to sleep in. she remembers having to roughly shake you awake so your entire dorm doesn’t get punished on your account. and even before her retirement, she’d be the one to rouse you from your sleep, regardless of how guilty she felt. you always looked so peaceful, and she loathed having to see the way the lightness of your expression harden as you wake up and shoulder the weight of both your responsibilities once more.

(she tried, once, to let you sleep in while she got a little headstart in her paperwork. she had slipped out of your arms and your shared bed with a soft kiss to your temple, fixing the sheets and her pillows before she headed to the kitchen to fix herself some coffee. not nearly fifteen minutes later, as she’s adding the milk to her coffee, you stumble into the kitchen, and arlecchino has never seen you so distressed before. her coffee is immediately forgotten as she spreads her arms wide and lets you fall into them, and the thing in her chest that she once thought could no longer feel aches as she listens to the sleep-slurred admission you breathe into her shoulder.

i thought i lost you, you had said, your voice so small and distraught in a way arlecchino never wanted to hear again. in response, she had held you tighter, and abandoned both her work and coffee to lead you back to bed and hold you until the warmth of her embrace burned away any of your fears.

i’m staying, she had whispered against your hair, as you slowly drifted off back to sleep. for as long as stars do shine.)

but now, retired as you both are, late mornings are a luxury you can both indulge in. well, most of the time. and mostly you, as a tiny smile starts to tug at her lips as she hears the tell-tale pitter patter of footsteps down the hall. she braces herself just in time before a tiny figure crashes onto her body in a fit of giggles. arlecchino lets out a faux groan as her daughter clambers all over her, a small mess of limbs, but catches the little girl just in time with a single arm before she can topple onto you and jolt you out of your sleep.

“let’s not wake your mother, hm?” she hums as she tucks the child against her, resting her chin on the her small head, feeling her chest warm at the sound of that childlike, delighted laughter. and when her daughter looks at her, it’s with your eyes, and it’s like she’s seeing all the reasons she fell in love with you all over again.

and for all her former discipline, if the universe asked her if she would like to stay here in this moment forever, the only answer she could ever give is yes.

[iwantmochisoup]

aaaand also, some matching dazai warm-up sketches!! :3c