#very wistful

[kizunarae]

thinking about how Fitz seems so blind to Kettricken's affection towards him in later books. I think he tried so hard in Royal Assassin to block Verity's feelings from overflowing in himself that he just could never consider it afterwards. and it was quickly filed away under Things Too Uncomfortable To Contemplate

[ace-and-ranty]

Everyone talking about Ariana's "I hope you're happy", but to be honest, this was the shot that killed me:

You have the "Unlimited" notes playing behind this. Elphaba is off flying in her big superhero cape into the literal sunset. And then we pan down to Glinda.

In this moment, finally, at last, she's got the whole, undivided attention of Mrs. Morrible. She's got everything she ever wanted. And still she turns back, and she looks absolutely miserable. As Elphaba is soaring the skies, Glinda is getting pulled down the darkened stairs.

Already, the regret is starting to set in.

[ahollowgrave]

"Gotcha!" 📷

[somnimagus]

My page for @destinytriofanzine! I drew something about kids always dreaming of far off places

[id in alt!]

[pizzazz-party]

Day ten! Geishu formal wear.

[thestuffedalligator]

Pushing Daisies would make for a killer stage musical, by the way.

[otaku553]

I’m currently moving out of the dorm room I’ve lived in with 2 friends for 2 years and it’s…. very bittersweet? Unsettling? Kind of jarring? To see the room completely tossed up and deconstructed when there was so much about it that felt lived in before. So I drew some of the views I remember seeing and wrote down some memories about them.

I’ll probably have another comic about this. I don’t know. I’m feeling very sentimental.

[n4rval]

the way his words are so carefully curated, not only for the sake of precision, but so it fits a rhythm that is breathable for a slow speaker.

to say exactly what he means in a short sentence, with recurring pauses and a clear pronounciation. to prefer periods(.) over commas(,).

not to be needlessly verbose – much the opposite; because this vocabulary serves the purpose of clarity, organization and to hold the attention of the listener.

[ahollowgrave]

don't worry @idalenn, she brought options!

[robinmage]

what if i jumped off a bridge. what then

[thegirlwiththecinderblockgarden]

[vimbry-moved]

[prudentfolly]

Day 28: Love

As in first love. As in lost love.

As in it didn't end well.

Ooh, do you wanna know more details? Awfully messy of you!! Here is what I have thus far: Prudence and Hilda grew up together in the Brume. Prudence is one of the first to be won over by The Mongrel, eager to be a hound and prove herself. They are about the same age, making Prudence 21/22 during the events of Heavensward. Here, they are probably 17? 18? I'm not sure. Young'uns. Each other's first real relationship built off a foundation of hormones and anger. Like a lot of Prudence’s relationships, romantic and otherwise, it is a very up, down, up, down kind of thing.

During the assault and rescue attempt at the Vault, Prudence is injured, badly. It is her first brush with death and it scares her. It scares her a lot. The recovery process is a long one and while Hilda visits there is strain on their relationship. Prudence is angry at everyone, at the world, at Hilda. Hilda blames herself, having told Prudence to go with the Vault party.

When she’s finally free of her bed rest Prudence begins the process of leaving the Brume. Prudence doesn’t have friends but she does have favors and she cashes in on a few.  A new apartment in a modest but respectful neighborhood, several letters of recommendation for work, the equipment Stephanivien gifts her and the knowledge he’s shared.

But it’s not just leaving the brume. She is abandoning it and the dreams she built with Hilda. She is abandoning Hilda. This fight, their last, is still spoken of in hushed tones by the Hounds that remember it.

[compher]

how long has it been since we scored on the pp ?

[yuwuta]

cute nurse yuuta but also unhinged nurse yuuta, you see? nurse yuuta with cold fingers and needles. white rooms and white gloved fingers touching you. nurse yuuta who is making mental notes of every detail of your skin, your needs. and of course the short exchanged words. and who is mesmerized by how softly the needle pierces through your skin, by how you trust him. he's done it a thousand times before, it shouldn't be this special. the delicacy in which his body moves as to not make it any more uncomfortable than it already is. he wonders if he could make you drift away slowly, warmly falling deep into unconsciousness without notice. those thoughts trouble him often. it's tempting.

I always liked hospitals and nursers. And blood tests. It's definitely not the usual harmless Yuuta.

oh…….. the more often he has to graze your skin, to draw your blood, to check your temperature, the more he keeps thinking about how he almost wants to keep you under his care forever…. how he kind of wants to be the only person to have to care for you. 

and it’s not that he wants to hurt you to keep you there, he just wants to be the only one to touch you, he wants to be the only one you trust. and he wants to know everything about you, he knows the ins but he wants to see it affect your outside too. he knows your blood is warm in the vials, but how does it feel against your cheeks when you’re flustered? when you’re happy? when you’re scared? does your skin feel cold everywhere—where are you warm? he’s seen the graph of your heart on ECGs, but who does it beat for? can he make it beat for him? if he gave you part of him, would you keep it, would he be able to live inside of you? they’re very tempting thoughts; troublesome, but tempting….

[ahollowgrave]

more of Selenite.