#so im going for somewhere in between

[twopercentboy]

Have you ever hand once hand over one eye and had them both open?

Because of course I can still see forqard, but you're there too

Hazy and unfocused but still ever-present

and if I don't want to see the world

I can see you instead

and that's a world I can see with my eyes wide shut

PoetAnon

this is so cute 🥺 I do find it a little funny bc I read the first line and all I could think of was going to the optometrist bc of having glasses since I was 3 or 4 😭 "put ur hand over ur left eye and read the smallest line, okay now switch 😁"

anyway very relatable I do a similar thing at night when I'm trying to sleep giggle

also this is much more side tangent but I do this thing when I'm reading in bed where one eye ends up blocked (sometimes accidentally by a pillow sometimes intentionally covered) so my other does all the work to read (it's usually easier to read w just that eye too) and I recently realized that the eye that ends up covered is my weaker eye and that my eyesight in that eye has gotten worse the last couple years (and the other has gotten better) so now I'm very aware of that habit and the way it affects my vision (it also makes those eye patches they made me wear as a kid make a lot more sense)

point is (I don't think I had an actual point) a world that I can see clearly with my eyes wide anything is so foreign, it's always hazy and unfocused 🤭

[sunbloomdew]

the way to the moon is about holding on (to the promise you don't even remember making, to the person you loved, to the life you never got to live but refuse to give up). it's johnny choosing to be with river time and time again, it's johnny holding on to all the paper rabbits river made even if he didn't know their significance, it's river keep trying to remind johnny of their shared past, it's river giving up her treatment so a place that means the world to her is protected, it's eva and neil trying their hardest to send johnny to the moon, it's eva taking the risk in hopes of making it

the way finding paradise is about letting go (of your mistakes, of the unrealistically perfect life you never lived, of the person who helped you through your darkest times but who now keeps you stuck in the past). it's colin letting go of faye despite being afraid, it's colin keep replacing pages in his book with new ones, it's faye knowing that colin never needed sigmund's help, it's faye telling colin he has to let go of her if he wants to live fully, it's neil and eva trusting faye despite what it means for them, it's neil taking the risk in hopes of making it

[sluckythewizard]

'I wont cry for you, I wont crucify the things you do. I wont cry for you, see, when you're gone, I'll still be BLOODY MARY'

[completeoveranalysis]

[5]

“A guy”.

Sorry Doumeki you are just some guy now.

Though actually since this is Watanuki we're talking about, "A guy" is probably the kinder version of of how he phrased it when he was practicing this speech to himself.

Oho it’s all starting to click into place. She hates the taste of her own food because she hates something about herself that she can taste through her own cooking. Still debating whether it's something truly horrible or if she really just doesn't like herself.

[posallys]

posally number 4?

your wish is my command!!!! i love them SOOSOO much <3 this is set towards the very beginning of their relationship before they've realized how fucked they are <3333 Send me a prompt!

4. "Warn me next time!"

“Warn me next time!” she says, throwing a pillow across the room at him. 

In the dim lamplight of the small cabin living room, he looks every bit the god he is; tall, imposing, regal. His sharp features stand out but are softened by the gentle light and the smile that creeps onto his face as he bends down to pick the pillow up. 

Sally’s heart races in her chest. 

(She tells herself it’s because he scared the shit out of her by just popping in unannounced, but it speeds up even more when his eyes meet hers from across the room.)

“I’m sorry,” he says as he walks over to her, floorboards creaking faintly below him. 

This isn’t an uncommon occurrence these days, him meeting her here. It’s a routine they’ve fallen into—sunny mornings and blistering afternoons spent down on the sand before he disappears to do whatever it is the god of the sea has to do, only for him to sneak back to her under the cover of night. 

She doesn’t mind.

He sits down beside her, leaning over her to put the pillow on the other side of the couch, his hand ghosting along her side as he sits back up. A blush heats her skin as a smirk plays on his lips. 

“I couldn’t help myself,” he says, and it takes Sally a moment to realize he’s continuing his earlier statement. “I needed to see you again.”

Sally looks at him, wondering how much sincerity lies under the guise of his jests. His dark eyes don’t often give much away, but they’re soft when they look at her, and she thinks that somewhere along the line, their game was rendered little more than a scapegoat they could point to when things inevitably get complicated.

But for now, she basks in the knowledge that his eyes glisten when she searches them, and that his skin flushes beneath her touch, and that his lips are blazingly trailing along her jaw. 

Her fingers thread through his hair, and a whisper of her name falls from his lips to grace her ears.

She doesn't answer, instead gasping slightly at his touch.

Whatever this is, whatever they are, she knows it will linger on her skin long after it’s ended.

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Every time I rewatch S1E2 Guess Who's Coming To The Wedding?, Dorothy's behaviour hits me harder. Not just how she acts around Stan (that final speech, oh my god Bea Arthur you magnificent actress), but how she acts around Kate and the whole premise. She's so excited about the wedding!! She's always wanted to give Kate a great wedding!! She says "Your wedding day should be the most beautiful day of your life" and you know she's been dreaming about her baby's wedding day ever since her own. You know she's desperately trying not to think of how anxious she felt, how trapped, how terrified, how chocked she was when she herself walked down the aisle. She says "And I just hope that you and Kate have all the happiness in the world!" and you can just see the memories of those 38 years of her life shoot through her mind, you can see her hold on to all the happy moments she can and pray that Kate's marriage is nothing but good years and happy Christmases. And the way her voice chokes up when she says goodbye to Kate?? "Now, listen, you be a good wife, you hear? Be his friend, be his lover. Don't be his slave!" Do you think these are the things she told herself during her marriage? Do you think these are the things people told her and she desperately tried to be all that -- to be the perfect friend, to be the perfect lover, so her marriage would work? Do you think that don't be his slave! was a desperate plea -- don't accept it all, don't stay no matter what he does, don't be like me? Listen this is just a rant and I am going nowhere with this but the truth is Dorothy is the strongest woman who ever lived on television and I love her so much and I want to bundle her up in a nice blanket and go beat up Stanley Zbornak with a baseball bat!!!! God!!!!!!

[leminaus]

ik it's been pointed a ton that ash is way more physically affectionate with goh in journeys and he goes back to visit people a lot more often than he did compared to previous series which i think is such a nice development after sun and moon.. like ok i rewatched the final s/m episodes so many times and cried but the little details of ash going quiet when mao asks lilie if she will come back after finding her father, and kaki pointing out that ash's journey won't just be for the vacation.. when professor burnet and kukui hug him goodbye ash doesn't lift his arms to hug them back and idk. i just love these little details. i think alola taught him more to be more openly affectionate with his loved ones

[good-beanswrites]

hii!! can we get some platonic fuuta amane interactions please? thabks !!!

Ahh yes, thank you so much for the request! I love them so much ;--; They've been making my brain go brrrr lately with T3 possibilities, though I decided to stay away from the drama for now. Here something sweet after T1 verdicts but before the attacks -- they're just hanging out :3

Yuno smiled down at Amane, finding her hunched over a table of craft supplies with Fuuta. The guilty verdict had hit them hard, so it was good to see them in better spirits. She tried to peer over her shoulder to see what they were working on. “Aw, what are you two up to?”

Amane returned her smile. “Fuuta is teaching me to misbehave.”

His face twitched in horror. “Oi, you can’t just go around saying that!” He looked frantically at Yuno. “We’re just folding paper planes.”

Amane lifted her chin. “You said in middle school, you made them to throw in class.”

“I said my friends made them to throw in class. And it’s not like I’m telling you to throw them. I was just making them because there’s nothing better to do in this damned place. You were the one that said it looked fun and sat down to annoy me!”

Fuuta huffed at the accusation as Yuno walked away, laughing. He returned to the design he was folding. He hadn’t been giving an explicit step-by-step for each, but Amane was keeping up just fine. They each had a small pile of various plane designs they were adding to. 

Running a finger along a new crease, he gave Amane a sideways look. “Though, you could stand to misbehave a little bit.”

“I did.” She reached forward to mimic the fold on her own plane. “That is why I’m here.”

“Eh? I don’t mean you should commit crimes!” He scowled. “I’m talking about normal kid stuff, nothing against the law. Like staying out too late, driving your teacher crazy, funny vandalism–”

“--Vandalism is against the law.”

“Oh come on, it’s harmless! Don’t even try to argue that a little graffiti is comparable to what got you here.” He rolled his eyes. “So? What about that other stuff?”

She shook her head. With neither disappointment nor pride, she said, “I never left my home at night. And my teachers were far too strict.” 

“Aw, it’s the strict ones that are the most fun to prank!” He pointed to Amane, adopting the most persuasive voice he could manage. “You gotta do some of these things, or you’ll turn out with a stick up your ass. Like Kotoko, or Mikoto. Or a weirdo like Kazui and Mahiru. Shidou’s more or less normal, and he’s the type of guy to break some rules now and then.”

“And you?” She raised her eyebrows at him, feigning innocence. “I take it you turned out perfectly because you misbehaved as a child?”

“Hey, I never said I was a shining role model or anything. But I mean it. If you stay like this, you’ll grow up to be a boring loser, another cog in the wheel.”

“It is an honor to be a part of something bigger than yourself, to find belonging, and purpose.”

“Tch, don’t be such a pain!”

“I wasn’t.”

“You know that’s not what I was talking about!”

“What were you talking about, then?” She gave him the same expression as before, and wondered if could hide her genuine confusion. 

“Don’t play dumb. I know working in a group is a good thing, but you don’t want to kill yourself for leaders that don’t give a shit about you. That’s a major issue in this country, you know? In government, and corporations, and all that. That’s not belonging, that’s just exploitation.”

Amane stayed silent.

Oblivious to the emotions flashing across her lowered eyes, he nudged her in annoyance. “And the best way to break from that is to loosen up a bit. So have a little fun now and then, jeez!”

She picked her creation off the table. She turned it over in her hands. It had come out perfectly sharp and clean. “I’m having fun now.”

Fuuta, preparing to argue with whatever she said, blinked. “O-oh.” 

“At school, my favorite activities included choir practice and the arts. It has been difficult to sing here without accompaniment, so I am grateful to have the opportunity for crafts.” She looked at him earnestly. “Despite your past of disobedience,” she smirked, “I always enjoy your company.”

His expression twisted up, but he couldn’t hide the reddening of his ears. “What do I care if a brat like you likes my company?”

She smiled. “I’m not a brat. As established, I am very well-behaved.”

“That’s even worse!”

“Tell me about this plane, Fuuta.”

After sufficiently rolling his eyes and sighing, he agreed. He started explaining what made these planes different from the last: how they compared on speed, accuracy, and length of flight. It didn’t really matter if they were just going to toss them around here or the panopticon later, he thought it would be helpful to teach her anyway. Maybe if she ever was inclined, she’d remember which ones were best for pinpointing a teacher’s back, or a warden’s…

[trans-formers-n-stuff]

OPTIMUS PRIME!!!

i love them so much im so excited to finish my orion pax design i love them

the scarring on her mouth is inspired by @squidthesquidd 's au !! i love its stuff :3

[penisbutterjellytime]

Some BG3 Tav's (+ a Durge) cause I looove fucking with Character Customization in video games

[good-wine-and-cheese]

Heavily inspired by @ssserf's fic here. It got my brain gears brring

Summary: After a harrowing incident, Ochanomizu's survival is dependent on Tenma constructing him an artificial body. He'll do it; but there is something darkly ironic in transforming the most "human" of them all into a machine. Though perhaps humanity isn't so narrowly defined.

Relationship: Tenma/Ochanomizu

Characters: Dr. Tenma, Professor Ochanomizu, Atom, Uran, Inspector Tawashi

Warnings: Near Death Experiences, Terrorism, Medical Procedures, PTSD

[thekats]

Me @ a piece of media: Yay, something new I can latch onto! It stimulates the brain juices just right! This is my newest special interest!

Me when it ends: who am i. what is existence. empty. cry. yes cry. give me back my safety.

[ayyponine]

not to be a milennial but harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban really is that bitch....

[foccaccia]

does anyone have recommendations for fictional media that has like. actual lesbians in it. not like supergirl Two White Skinny Girls, One Blonde and One Brunette Kiss media, or "its implied lesbianism!!!" but just regular fucking lesbians

[salemoleander]

Inside you are two wolves.

One thinks that gently admonishing people to be supportive of creators regardless of whether they make [preferred choice] or not is fine. This strikes it as possibly helpful, or at worst neutral.

The other wolf thinks that scolding random people as if they were small children who missed socialization in Kindergarten is frustrating and pointless. It did not miss Kindergarten, but it is starting to think maybe toddlers had a point about biting.

The two wolves are, to be fair, small! But boy are they active right now

[milliebugydementia]

i love nonverbal eleven so much like yessss girl say nothing. it's always like "what did you see?" "who's going to die?" "what did you do?" my mysterious autistic angel. my beautiful cryptic princess tell them NOTHING