#the coffee not settling

[keylimeart]

yapping about my little xmen au 🫶

[ninjas-and-coffee]

Destiny is officially her problem now.

Been calling the au Silent Switch in my jpegs until i think of a smarter one

[meganechan05]

"While we're here, why don't we have tea?"

"I'm impartial."

"Would your impartiality really be skewed with just one cup of tea?"

"...I suppose just one wouldn't hurt..."

(A bubble tea place had this photo op area so I snapped a photo and plopped HimeRita onto the couch as sitting pose practice)

[brenna]

my wife and I are having an argument a discussion about the perfect time to eat a banana. so, help me out here. when is a banana most delicious? shown these bananas, which would you choose?

[cranberrymoons]

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[lizzybeanbutt]

HI!!!!!! so. you saw the tv glow... what was your favorite part

Hii!! I sure did!! Man ok! I think this was definitely a moment that really grabbed me:

Owen watching the pink opaque finale when Mr Melancholy talks to Isabel and explains trapping her in the midnight realm. The two realities switching their respective video qualities. Mr melancholy becoming clearer, the video widening. The aspect ratio closing on Owen's face and taking on that vhs fuzz. The pink opaques is real, your best friend was right. its on the other side. The falseness of this realm closing in. And the that striking moment after. Desperate visceral acting. I'm such a sucker for the mediums formatting being manipulated and used as an active tool. A different favorite part is two scenes. When owen's mum stands in the hallway when shes about to ask her husband if owen can watch the Pink Opaques. She steps from the front door to the doorway of the living room and is bathed in blue light. The exact same shot happens with Owen later on. Something about owen rejecting his father after the finale situation but crying for his mother near the end of the film.

idk how good i am at conveying my thoughts and there's more stuff i could probably mention like the lighting but fuck man. good film

[deacblues]

Peter Parker and his amazing friends

[satans-knitwear]

Someone is sat in the seat i booked on this packed train but i dont want to fight a little old lady. 😭

My links

[dionysus-complex]

once again feeling like it's about time to move somewhere else but (a) that would require moving this summer and (b) anywhere we go would mean a longer commute and I'm ABD but will still be teaching for another 1-2 years

[cloudplpnt]

the next day

(more like evening)

[blorboo]

Idk who this will reach but to everyone who's ever read "Order's Up" by @DeerandWalnuts on A03 (aka the lovely @curry-and-gunpowder on tumblr) I went ahead and ordered ✨le drink✨

by that I mean Dazai's infamous "One coffee with lots of milk, decaf, double sugar, cooled down but no ice" that he orders in the fic.

SHSHSHS overall experience: 9/10!

mainly cause a.) i punched my social anxiety by doing this 🤭 and b.) the drink actually didn't taste that bad! (i love sweets and milk though so.. 🤷

yipee~ [disclaimers in the tag btw]

**** for those who don't know

the fic is quick one shot about dazai's strange coffee orders told from the perspective of the cafe waitress (who actually has a personality btw!). it's inspired by chapter 1 of the Dark Era LN, where Dazai asks hirotsu for a drink.

If you haven't read the fic yet, i suggest you do! It's only 1 chapter, a very quick and EASY read, it's light hearted and the writing is engaging. <3 link is here:

[gayleafpool]

I NEED A SEDATIVE

[maxlarens]

coffee did something weird to me this morning now im super anxious

[trainingdummyrabbit]

thinks really hard about Joy Of Remembrance - Celeste [Farewell] OST bc. it opens with such a flourish, in an almost feathery soundfont not quite like what you'd heard leading into it, the violin setting up the primary melody... and then the backing track kicks in and its almost discordant. not quite, but its enough to be Jarring. like some sort of stumble. and it keeps that dissonance, keeps that feeling as though its hastily pushing several different discolored pieces into the same track, struggling to make them fit, harmonize-- through pretty much the entire track.

the clashing of the high violin and the more chiptune-esque lead, each one almost trying to overwhelm the other parts all at once. but then when it quiets down just before the loop, the more somber strings feel almost like some sort of parting in the clouds-- not a mark of clarity, but one of something that lies underneath the hastily spilled coats of paint.

its trying desperately to be a declaration of openness and understanding, but that Cant be what it is (re: madeline's denial and stubbornness pushing forward). a loud, beautiful piece that Wants to be something it isnt-- actively pushing down the realization of what it Actually stands for. the dawning understanding something is terribly wrong, but simply excusing it as something else, overwriting it with a reality you can more easily swallow.

pushing for the answer she Wants rather than the answer she Needs.

gotta catch that bird.

[r3medialch8os]

will someone tell @troybarnesbabygirlconfirmed that a caramel iced latte with like 60% milk 30% sugar and 10% espresso can't be considered coffee?

[sunless-not-sinless]

one thing i love about tumblr is the queue. i have it so five reblogs a day will go up cone rain or shine.

but the queue has a max size of 1_000, so that could mean 200 days between me seeing a post and reblogging it. 200 days. even at ~30 days ive forgotten most of the posts and theyre fresh to me when i see them on my dash.

200 days. thats a pretty long time.

posts ive made have been dead for months and then suddenly someones queue came around and theres a new spark

whenever i see current political posts i fast reblog and queue. sure pretty much no one sees my posts but i see them! i get to be reminded of important events the collective consciousness stops talking about them!

if im ever too ill for screens my blog remains the same.

its my memories that i chose to share with my future self. its something there even when im not. its a reminder its nothing its jokes its memes

yknow what? its comforting