#waiting in line for the swing

[2000beanies]

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

the things rizz does to a man's sense of humor

[slyandthefamilybook]

I think we need to have a serious re-evaluation of what "leftist" means bc there ain't no fuckin way authcoms are on the same left as me lmao

[doing-something-unholy]

Im gonna drop this post and run bec i hate making super personal posts but also just in case: my brain is doing its best to convince me i am the worst and most annoying person alive right now so if im not particularly social for a bit, thats why. Talking to people helps so I'll try not to disappear but just in case i dont have the energy for it i didn't want to leave people hanging ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[theladyfae]

i don't think i can watch anymore maqbool tonight but i reached this scene and god. tabu the woman that you are

[leofrith]

yeaaaaah so i think i have pmdd

[hmsmilkbone]

I am sorry. I have so much work, and I am very pregnant so I just don't have time to respond to stuff on here as much (or draw, really.) Hoping I can get into a schedule soon which allows me to paint and chat more :(

[xbraveheartx]

Someone: What's your favorite (insert thing here)? Me: Oh, well it depends! I have multiple categories for (insert thing here)! I just like a lot of stuff haha! Me: Man I'm thirsty, I should get something to drink Brain: Coffee. No, lavender milk tea. Actually I want apple soda. Uh no, coconut soda. Ew no, water. No no, sparkling water. Uhhh can I just get milk? Beer. Ew no, wine. White wine. No red wine. Can we not do wine again??? Juice. Me: ...... -SWEATS NERVOUSLY-

Me: I'm hungry, lemme grab something to eat! Brain: I want rice and beans. No I want soup, we got so much soup. Ew but burgers though. Okay but how about sushi? No, I really want pasta. Beef stew please! Chili just straight up chili man. Okay no, ramen. SPICY RAMEN. No please savory ramen. SEAFOOD RAMEN. Still spicy. I don't want spicy. I want spicy. Actually I want sweet-- Me: -SWEATS NERVOUSLY-

Me, after 20 minutes straight of disassociating, blinking into existence as I realize how much time flew by without my realization: ... what was I doing? -squints at notebook- ... To Do list, got it.

Each and every time, me @ me: I'm so silly and indecisive haha! I'm so quirky and forgetful!

... All of this... makes so much more sense now... oh my god

[athousandmorningss]

I have a big fat crush 🤩

[diamondnokouzai]

the mroe i think about it the less i like seveneves...like besides the lack of internal character consistency, besides the constant stopping dead in its tracks to plagiarize some physics major’s test notes, besides the frankly annoying way stephenson writes (if he doesnt stop dead in his tracks to thoroughly explain a new plot element to you, its because he thinks hes oh so very clever and you will also think he is oh so very clever when he finally REVEALS it) the cincher is the fact that despite him saying outright that dinah wasnt a natural leader (and constantly showing that), by the time we get to her descendants, anyone with dinah’s dna IS a natural leader. and the main character in that part of the book who has her dna? is a man (of course). theres also the fact that the povs of the characters never felt distinguished from each other, and all the characters with personality traits never got their own pov chapters. worst of all i think is the racial baggage involved in the story: stephenson claims that the world of the spacers is devoid of racism, despite characters constantly pointing out how certain races are just Innately Like That (and these are “races” that are descended from actual women of distinct ethnicities, so you get the race descended from a chinese woman who are all just naturally smart, the race descended from a west asian woman who are all naturally subservient (and this race is also characteristically genderless! which does not stop characters from exclusively using he or she pronouns)) and any pov characters from this time frame of the book are constantly calling mixed-race people “hybrids”. he even did the Exotic Alien Babe trope. none of the interesting questions are answered, but every other question is. oh, and he added another ethnostate descended from people who were left on the apocalyptic earth. because why not.

[lover-of-mine]

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[ghoul-haunted]

ngl this whole marriage negotiation scene is truly. huh. you know what mean.

[sorrellegiance]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUNI

[evendrierguys]

you know you've truly become an adult when you get an update on some Adult Matter so infuriating all you want to do is go home early and scream about it. which is exactly what i just did

[snekdood]

people always gotta lot to say about comic artists and about how they need to be "posting more frequently" but you sit them down and tell them to do the same shit and suddenly they're "unprepared", etc. 🙄 yknow this shit doesnt get shat out over night, right? find a hobby in the meantime while you wait, goddamn.

[augustinewrites]

your apartment fills with the mouthwatering scents of buckwheat and dashi as you begin to unpack the takeout that's just been delivered. but even with your stomach already growling, you pause, confused.

“kento?” you call to where he’s is leaning against the counter.

“yes, love?”

you count the boxes again, frowning. “why did you order three? is one for your other girlfriend?”

“of course not,” he replies, unfazed by your teasing accusation as he continues to scroll through his tablet. “she doesn't like soba.”

you throw a napkin in his direction when your see the small smirk curling on his lips, shutting off his tablet to look over at you.

you wait, watching him expectantly.

"it's…for yuuji.”

“ah,” you realize, unable to keep from smiling. “your protégé.”

“he’s more like my intern,” he corrects, taking two plates from the cabinet.

you grab a third, following him to the dining table to help him set up. “you fired your last intern because you didn’t like how he organized your files. yet this one is sukuna’s vessel, and you’re bringing him soba.”

nanami pulls out your chair, kissing the top of your head before settling in his own seat. "you don't approve."

"it's not about that. if you say he's not dangerous, of course i believe you.”

he looks at you for a moment, and you can practically see the gears turning in his head as he figures out what to say.

“i just…don’t want him to feel so alone,” he says softly. “you heard about what happened at the detention center. gojo’s trying to hide him from the higher-ups right now, but we don’t know how long that’ll last. he’s just a kid, and gojo’s has a lot going on. so i— i want to look out for him.”

he glances over at the takeout bag, where the third box is sitting. “i may not be able to protect him like gojo can, but i can at least make sure he’s eating.”

you know he’s been exhausted lately. you can see it in the lines on his face and the slight sag of his shoulders when he trudges home at the end of the day.

yet he still finds time to care for a student that’s not his own.

and oh, if that did not make your heart skip a beat, knowing you were loved by a man capable of such care. you can’t help but watch him, almost unable to wrap your head around how lucky you are.

“you’re staring, dear.”

you sigh loudly, rising from your seat to wrap your arms around his shoulders, kissing his cheek. “i think my heart might burst if i find another reason to love you more than i already do.”

he takes your hand, pressing his lips to your engagement ring.

“you love me plenty already. which is why you’ve already set a third plate out to invite yuuji to eat with us, correct?”

_____

“and then nanamin charged in and chopped it up just like this—”

nanami watches you watch yuuji swing a single chopstick menacingly as he recounts their last mission.

“he just charged in, hm?” you ask calmly. “yuuji, you’ll tell me if my fiancé is being reckless, won’t you?”

“yes ma’am!”

the blond sits up, clearing his throat. “surely that’s not necessary.”

“he’s so stubborn, isn’t he?” you ask the boy sitting across from you, even rolling your eyes.

“sure is! he’s pretty bossy too.”

nanami’s scoffs as if he’s annoyed, but secretly…secretly he couldn’t be more pleased.

he’s always wanted to be a lot of things in his life. a good sorcerer, a good employee. a good man.

but all of those things he thought he needed to be to live a full life are irrelevant.

because nothing is more fufilling than being needed and being loved.