#small town people

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[boag]

[stil-lindigo]

the fields.

a comic about sheep.

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[jazbell]

ive said it before and ill say it again: not nearly enough fanworks talk about THIS part of the souyo dynamic, the weird savior complex and trust yu has w adachi directly breaching the trust that yosuke has put on him. not only here, but in the game too, when yu chooses to meet with adachi in the tv world by himself without telling the others, yosuke waits for him outside anyways bc he knew something was up. yosuke feels betrayed by the fact that yu trusts adachi not to kill him right then and there more than he trusts the team to help him, but he still welcomes him back with a smile. because yu is the leader and yosuke will trust in him no matter what, even if it means watching him walk into the mouth of the man who killed the girl he liked, knowing full well it could snap shut at any moment and break his heart all over again.

basically too many souyo fics about internalized homophobia and not enough about all the other weird shit they have going on.

[ana-cantskywalker]

People who say the U.S. has no culture clearly have never had the experience of chasing your cousin around the yard with a sparkler at a cookout, lips stained from cherry kool-aid and your grandmothers strawberry shortcake as the sun turns the sky gold and the air smells of woodsmoke and grass, or sang take me out to the ballpark with thousands of strangers, ballcap on your head and an overpriced hotdog in your hand as you root for a team for no reason other than hometown pride, or felt sheer terror as the rickety ferris wheel shifts under you as you reach the top, already sick from eating something that definitely shouldn't have been deep fried, and then the thrill of seeing the entire fairgrounds from up there turned pink as the sun sets, or driven down a backroad with all the windows down as the leaves turn bright orange with George Strait on the radio, or felt the hum of excitement from the crowd as the air fills with red dirt and the announcer calls out the name of the next bull rider, or sat on a blanket on a dark hillside somewhere surrounded by a few dozen other families as the town shoots off fireworks for the 4th,

but maybe that's just me

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sorry for not having a Year of the Dragon MDZS artwork; Unfortunately, I can only picture Dragon LWJ in this particular flavour.

[shazos]

some more of my spooky town au🎃

[housecow]

do you get hit on?

WHO would hit on me. the drive thru ppl?? do you really think i go out often my name is literally housecow

“damn girl you order so much food every time you’re here, that’s hot”

[visionaryparacosmos]

Its kinda cool how Jade lives on an island in the middle of the ocean and Kanaya lives in an oasis in the middle of a desert. They both live in the middle of nowhere and maybe that says something about space players but maybe it also says something about the internet connecting people from bumfuck nowheresville to insufferable pricks who live in the city and to really cool alternative girls who like cats and to weird suburban kids with bad tastes in movies

[starrysharks]

trixie!

[peninsulaisms]

so take me down to the river, and bathe me clean

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.

[craigularory-joe]

Day 9

[sergle]

got flagged down today on my walk to get hit on

[notbecauseofvictories]

I swear I tried so hard to listen to a standard, talking heads podcast while I was working on my latest project---but it is just not my medium. I can do fiction! If it's an audiobook with some production values? A play staged by my imagination? Great, amazing. I love a soundscape.

But anytime they venture even slightly from that, I want to murder them and their tinny laughter.

[gothictravelguide]

The ponies ignore me every time I walk by