#so that's good :)

[avalonlights]

For @harringrovewinterbingo | C2: “Flirt dial turned to 'stun'”

[drippinonabuffet]

The Wilson show.

(Doing many digital works lately to get better.)

[cowcowwow]

I accidentally washed my pokemon cards :(( I am SAD

[poppyandlilysblog]

Quarantine complete.

Time for Calla to join the Crew.

[l0ganberry]

Here's Wally Darling!!

[caterjunes]

woke up too early to take my morning meds so i just went downstairs, and i was like ok i'll go ahead and feed the rats and have breakfast and then deal w/ my meds in a couple hours. but i can't. bc they're gone.

[teddybeartoji]

okok so i need everybody to keep me in their thoughts bc i'm going to a movie premiere and i think i'm gonna see a lot of ppl i know (aka my old classmates) aand it's going to suck bc they're doing things and i'm not so i do not want to speak to any of them lmao

[unashamedly-enthusiastic]

Headache so bad I genuinely checked my life insurance would take care of my husband and child

[lettucefather]

merry christmas have a 460p edit

intro audio: kwite

song: kordhell

[scrapimmortal]

i might be starting to feel more at peace, creatively speaking. i think i've been wrapped up in anxiety over finishing a longfic that was rather well-received and following that up with another longfic. it's possible that i underestimated how that would make me feel, this being the first time i'm having to deal with this and all

idk how to put this, hmm. the truth is, crimson wings is crimson wings, and paid in blood is paid in blood. and all my other stories are what they are too. i don't have to be in competition with myself

[oxb16b00b5]

I beat Disco Elysium

Good game :]

[abby-the-druid]

Technicolor 6

In which Sakura discovers a supernova.

read on ao3 and ff.net.

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Preview:

Then.

Sakura, Sasuke found as the days blended into weeks, did indeed share smiles with strangers as if it was as easy for her as breathing. Small talk came to her as though it were second nature, effortlessly offering feedback to their fellow classmates about their art, providing analysis linking past and current events in their history class, and asking clarifying questions during calculus. It made Sasuke’s head spin, thinking about how many words she shared with people she didn’t know, how often she slipped into a smile and offered support to someone she only recognized as an acquaintance.

He understood that he fell into this latter category, though reflecting on that fact made his stomach twist uncomfortably and a bleak pit to bloom under his navel.

He found himself sitting in front of her in their history class, contained in another musty room with subpar lighting. But with the way the professor valued active learning, their desks were often pushed together and he sat across from her radiation green eyes as she smiled and shared her ideas with the other two members of their four-person squad. He refused to admit that a flicker of jealousy licked at his gut every time she blessed their idiot classmates with a smile or her attention. The boy who was partial to wearing green jumpsuits with a severe bowl cut and thick eyebrows had the ability to make her laugh, a sharp yet pleasant sound that bubbled from her chest, and Sasuke felt himself drowning in the noise, desperately wishing he had the ability to share that part of himself so freely or the skill to draw such mirth from the elf girl.

Their calculus class was bursting at the seams with students, so many were crammed into the small space that as Sasuke sat beside Sakura, their shoulders brushed, which seemed to regularly catch the quiet attention of their silver haired, navy masked professor. The first forty-five-minute period she apologized softly every time she bumped into him, a light pink color dusting her cheeks as her green eyes fluttered between Dr. Hatake, Sasuke, and her notebook. The second-class period she lost some of this embarrassment, simply sent him a lopsided smile as an apology. By the third class, she nudged closer to his side to avoid the sharp elbows of the student to her right.

Sasuke did not take this as a small victory.

He assumed Sakura just didn’t want to be constantly jostled by her other seat mate.

Telling himself this did not stifle the warmth that tinged his ears when she pressed softly against his side, smelling like daisies and coffee.

[agendratum]

oh they came out with a bbokari plush 🥹🥹🥹

[pixlerelish]

Movie scenes that make me INSANE: 4 of -

[kindlythevoid]

Me, upon receiving one (1) SORTA mean, maybe-off comment out of hundreds of super nice comments that I love, now staring for even MORE hours at the draft of the next chapter I need to write: Well, fuck. Now what? Also Me, .02 seconds later, gritting my teeth and strategizing: Well, I write this fanfic for me. This is my fanfic. People can think what they like. I will take this comment and use it to think of new ways to improve my writing, but I will not internalize it. I write this fanfic for me. This is my fanfic. People can think what they like. I will take this comment and use it to think of new ways to improve my writing, but I will not internalize it. I write this fanfic for ME. This is MY fanfic. People can think what they like--