#seasonal affective

[passionfruitmango]

Tis the season for crafting with the therapy light

[vickifarmer]

I noticed yesterday that there was still some daylight at quarter to six in the evening.

hey, we’ll be ok

[nicolesqueloquence]

Self Affective.

Tear streaks, cheek wetness. Joan Crawford eyebrows. Once again; send in the clowns. I clench a jaw through the day as time overtakes me with the latest implosion. I do not question it anymore. But I anguish over the right thing, the correct feeling, the appropriate response. I ignore the same prevailing question, was it me again? This time? Am I turning into him? Why am I so allergic to…

[666jevil]

🤨!?

[inkskinned]

i am an admitted summer girly but i have to say. winter food??? .... i have no arguments. divine. otherworldly. an absolute lineup of treasure. stew. mac & cheese. soups. hot cocoa. roast beast and who-hash. girl i quake. i feel like a mouse in a redwall book. fuckken rubbing my hands together with glee. my friend offered me a second snickerdoodle and my gay ass chuckled, "don't mind if i do." not a hint of fuckken irony. and you know what ???? DONT MIND IF I DO!!!!!!!!!!!

[prokopetz]

The existence of the winter solstice is a great thing in principle because misery really is easier to bear when you know for a fact that it won't last forever, but the fact that it's on a precise timetable makes it weird. Knowing that it's going to keep on getting steadily worse for exactly nine days and fourteen hours and not a moment longer creates some strange behavioural incentives, is what I mean to say.

[tormva]

Viktor's plotline during act 3 in a nutshell

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

(Not) an approved use of the Power Of Friendship

[raevenswritingdesk]

Wanting to leave the council (and Mel) at the drop of a hat because he realised his place is in the lab (and with Viktor), but realising just too late and loosing him in the process due to the repercussions of not choosing him earlier (what happened with Skye and his night with Mel). Jayce Talis the bisexual disaster you are.

[rika-mortis]

Headcanon: Deep down they both want to be their fairy godparent/godkid again after losing them, but don't believe they deserve each other and feel like they aren't worthy to be their companion anymore

They both need counseling and therapy as a whole package

[crowlion]

Hand practice with the gfs

Inspired by @thyinum's lovely Avatar's hands series

[wenzie76aster]

I asked one of the writers of rise this question in the recent rise Q&A, and I’m crying😭😭

[consultingfujoshi]

I'm starting to think that maybe outie irving sees his innie in a similar way that helena does, ie. a tool he can use to further his own ends. he's clearly got a plan, and he chose to become severed to advance that plan somehow. is he going to be shocked or even angry to find out his innie has spent the last 3 years worshipping the company he's been trying to infiltrate from the outside? he literally created his innie for the purpose of bringing down lumon, and you're telling him he's actually the MDR hall monitor and lumon's biggest cheerleader?? will he freak out if he finds out he's been down there falling in love and getting his heart broken and wanting to LEAVE because of it instead of trying to find the testing floor hallway? innie irv's reaction to breaking out is like the total opposite of what his outie would have wanted if you ask me based on how he immediately goes to tell whoever he's working with that his innie got the "message" (saw the paintings) and that probably means to expect forward movement in whatever their plans are, and instead of pursuing it innie irv wants to leave the severed floor forever. what would outie irv's reaction be if dylan had let him walk out into that stairwell. would he have walked right back in like helena did on her first day?

[daynascullys]

how to say "I love you" in x-files [55/?] ⤷ 7.06 — “The Goldberg Variation”

Agent Scully is already in love.

[disordercinema]

Men will have a whole conversation about how they belong together, how they did the unspeakable to keep the other alive, have a big emotional break up and then say they were just "best friends"

[inkskinned]

we were drunk off mezcal and my dog had his paws crossed like he was fancy and we were giggling about it and i told you that with the sun coming back i can feel my fingers again and you grabbed my wrist and jokingly shook my limp hands while saying i have you i got you and i wanted to tell you i love you in that moment but it's actually just that it's spring and love actually seems like something that i can afford once in a while so long as i'm not overwhelmed by the crushing weight of having to do my laundry

i don't get so sad on sundays anymore and part of that is you but also part of it is that i've been watching a bird melodrama in the tree outside my window - first the robins had the run of it, then the doves. most recently a family of sparrows came through. the sky was pink today like a kiss, and i felt the pastel wrap in a warm piebald snake around my chest and hum herself into my bones

thank god for every person that forgives me for the depressive spirals i go on every winter without-fail like i swear there are absolutes in this world and it's stuff like. stoats go white in winter. the sun comes over the east. when it gets cold all parts of my soul go numb and the light can't pass through my iris without a tattoo gun. how many times can i tell a friend i'm sorry i wasn't talking to you, i truly wasn't talking to anyone

thank god i can feel my skin right now and you hold my weak little hand in your hand and then you flip it over so you can read my palm and you're smiling while you run fingertips over lines and read out my fate like it says here you like a good grillcheese sandwich and admit it you make salads by buying the pre-made spring mix and i have all your astrology shit memorized and i read your horoscope first when i'm checking my own even-though-i-don't-believe-in-it (but just in case) and i want to kiss you just to watch the blush spread in a tulip from under your freckles in that way it does, how you pull back and wrinkle your nose in laughter

thank god but today for the first time in a month i finally texted my friends back and actually made plans to hang out (how's that! barring disaster!) and i let my dog put his big muddy paws on my nice sweater and yeah actually when it's bad i always think i can't do that again. i can't crawl back up that mountain

but the sun touched me on the face this morning and we had a nice long talk about it and i said i gotta go the long way again huh and she nodded and shook back her solarflare hair and looked over to her moon girlfriend and she said you can do it. better things on the horizon.