#we only met once

[thatsfuckedcorbin]

farewell.

boy with the easy laugh tossed out through white teeth. boy with the fluffy curly hair like wind-strewn bird's nests. boy with the blue grey eyes where the sea meets the sky like he loves so dearly. to the artist's hands, the bartender's hands, strong and sure. to pow! finger guns and the fierce and the wild and the no such thing as too far or too fast. this world was not good enough to hold you contained.

rest easy.

forever somewhere is the long night. the sky is black and the stars are bright. we laugh together: you, your best friend, her boyfriend, their dog, my boyfriend, and i. lost in the jokes and the drinks, crashing my mario kart into hopeless ditches, i know from across the room that you are a good man from the way your eyes light up and your words pass across your tongue. like molten gold, like sunsets, you hold them and taste them and know their worth. your best friend, she tells me you might move down here, from canada to california. maybe we can see each other agin; maybe we can do this again in the future. i give you the name of my favorite bartender youtube channel. it is the first and last time i meet you.

shine bright.

the bottle in your hands as you pour that night. tequila in ice. juiced lemon. shaken. i watch you make it just right. you can barely taste the alcohol. i will tell anyone who listens that it was the best drink i've ever had. i will wish when i see the news that i had a bottle to pour for you. i will mourn the loss of what could've been but is not. for now i just laugh, a happy haze descending on another simple, fun night.

you will be missed.

though i did not know you well, i still feel your loss intimately. you are an absence where once there was solid, immovable rock, an altercation in the familiar places. sometimes i still fail to resign imagination to reality. when i click on your instagram profile, i almost start to message you. i wish i'd done more, reached out, tried to know you before i would never be able to know you again. i hope you are at peace. i hope this, whatever this is, means something. i wanted to give you something so i write the words for you. i want you to know that it mattered, no matter how briefly. i hope you know how deeply you are loved and how beautiful your mark on the world is.

goodbye.

[backpackingspace]

Okay so with the line "the olive tree where we first met" we have two equal hilarious options.

When penelope was sassily like oh I'll marry you if you make a living bed out of this tree right here! Cue penelope stumbling over odysseus very very carefully digging up the tree "because how else is he going to get it to itacha we can't have a wedding bed out in the open in sparta duh"

Or

2. Penelope, knowing that Helen's suitors would soon be arriving to take over her home for a while. Snuck out and went on her own wacky shenanigan filled journey where she scoped out all the major players. Odysseus caught her spying in an olive tree. And when she got back she told Helen she had dibs on the cutie from itacha.

[faaun]

last night i got home kind of tipsy and very much in tears and my mother told me the force you exert to keep someone in your life is proportional to the force with which they will leave your life. if you have to fight tooth and claw to keep them, their leaving will be just as hard, just as harsh, and just as definite.

[3-aem]

wonderful tiny interactions.

The guy at the post office couldn’t care less about proof of residence he was openly shouting ‘mam do you have anything to prove you live at this address’, before whispering ‘i don’t actually care’

and as i was scrolling trying to find an energy bill he just looked over my phone went: OKAY GREAT and handed me my package with a quiet don’t tell my boss

[purplecelestial-buddy]

There's many little details in Harusono's works that tend to take space in my mind (like the background gag of the boys piling up bottles) but one of them is this picture:

There's cake, there's a ton of people and there's someone being thrown???

Idk I just think that they Kagiuras are probably great pary guests.

Full panel for more context:

[aroaceleovaldez]

non-exhaustive list of canon powers Nico di Angelo either has shown or is heavily implied to have:

Shadow-travel

Manipulation of shadows/darkness (also possibly use of shadows as a pocket-dimension a la Magicians using the Duat in The Kane Chronicles)

Becoming intangible/shadows

Complete control over skeletons/bones (dead or alive, including summoning, reanimation, and/or changing shape of them) and being able to sense their presence

Summoning, reanimating, commanding, and dispelling the dead/undead (Skeletons, zombies, ghosts, etc & varieties) and being able to sense their presence

Ability to understand/communicate with the dead/undead and potentially other beings of the Underworld

Inherent complete comprehension of Latin

Ability to perceive the usually unperceivable/possibly look upon a deity’s true form without repercussion (at least moreso than the average demigod, though possibly is restricted to chthonic beings) (ex: Tartarus, potentially also interacting with his parents, etc)

Interacting tangibly with ghosts (implied to be a Ghost King thing rather than a Hades/Pluto thing)

Partial or complete immunity to different effects of the Underworld/things within (can consume food/drink of or in the Underworld without repercussions, effects from the Lethe wear off over time instead of being permanent like usual for mortals, etc)

Astral projection/”Walking in dreams”

Dream manipulation and projection (Sending dreams to others, etc.) (presumably includes sharing/projecting dreams with others) alongside inflicting sleep upon others even from a distance.

Illusions

Manipulation of emotions/aura that inflicts specific emotions on others (ex.: radiating fear/death onto enemies)

Projection of emotions and memories onto others (can be so forceful it causes physical damage like a shockwave)

Geokinesis (all forms but also specifically generating black marble) (presumably also specialized control over precious gemstones & non-paper currency)

Temperature manipulation (seemingly only lowering temperature)/creating frost)

Control/manipulation of souls, including living beings (ex: ripping out Bryce Lawrence’s soul)

Perceiving/reading/judging of souls (most likely also a Ghost King thing over Hades/Pluto thing, but possibly both)

Converting living into dead/undead, aka instakill (ex: disintegrating monsters to bone with one touch)

Lowering or manipulation of own vitals (breathing, heart rate, etc)

Death Trance/pseudo-hibernation (possibly also general control over states of consciousness at least for self, in combo with control over vitals & dreams)

Sensing death (impending or when it occurs, sometimes receiving dreams/visions of it occurring)

Able to sense other children of Hades/Pluto (potentially also other chthonic beings in general/able to identify based on sense alone) and also just living beings in general, such as mortals (possibly via souls).

Improved navigation underground/in the Underworld and ability to traverse restricted or normally unnavigable parts of the Underworld

Enhanced strength/abilities when in the Underworld

Inherently unnaturally quiet (possibly able to silence sound on a designated target)

Hiding/shielding self from being perceived (seemingly related to shadows/silence)

[charlieswebb]

plz i need more positive aroallo representation im losing it

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Obsessed with Fyodor’s as yet unknown backstory today. And not just in the ‘I need to know’ way but… idk there’s something about the way he seems to wholeheartedly believe that what he is doing will result in the removal of sin. Thinking about how he doesn’t have a god complex but is instead a follower of what he believes to be god’s will. Thinking about how he places himself as above others anyways by taking their free will from them. I think about how his ability didn’t attack him and instead seems to be working with him. The gem is in his hand, the hands he kills with, the righteous hand? I think about that gakuen profile that I can’t find anymore but I know I saw where his likes are generally good and selfless things like peace, and about how, if this is true, he’s been an extreme idealist all along. I think about how senseless violence, the people who can’t stop killing each other, seem to disgust him. That he wants to cleanse it. That he repeatedly uses the very thing he wants to cleanse as a weapon regardless. I think about him and Dazai being foils and wonder if his plan to remove the sin of ability users includes his own self-destruction. I wonder where his self-assurance in the necessity of his cruelty and the perfection of God’s intentions comes from. I wonder how old he actually is.

As funny as the idea is to me that he’s just like that… is it kind of weird that I hope whatever his deal is ends up being a gut-punch?

[songofsaraneth]

happy international women's day only to this dude i met for 10 minutes at a train station in germany who's spent the 8 months since trying to get me to engage via gmail and is making one last desperate attempt

[butwhatifidothis]

(regarding the Fort Merceus scene)

"Claude doesn't know as much about the Seiros faith because he's an outsider" thanks for ignoring the entire point of Claude's route just to insist he doesn't grow as a character

Ohhh wait, no, it's not that he's not knowledgeable, it's just him definitely lying! Because disagreements? Regarding tenets of a religion? Impossible! Claude must be feigning ignorance and lying because that's all he does as a character! He's tricking the diligent Lorenz into thinking things that aren't true, because Church Bad and Claude would never tell the truth!

[kairithemang0]

No because you just know that neither of them could contain their excitement about seeing each other on a mission again you just know Curt got the news, left the room, went to the nearest bathroom and squealed like a child like “AHHHHH I get to see that British bastard again” and Owen’s is more quiet but he’s thinking a similar thing and then when they actually see each other it’s a very normal “hey”but in their brains they’re picking each other up and twirling each other around bcs omfg it’s been too long (probably only a few months but still that’s too long)

[stuffdalpaca]

walking home together (og under the cut)

higher quality version

[jewfrogs]

not much patience or sympathy anymore for jews without a direct connection to the state of israel (mostly usamericans) who complain when we get asked about our opinions on palestine and the israeli occupation. obviously that can be done with antisemitic intent (bad) and i know we are not in control of or responsible for the israeli government and it is easy to feel that we are being unfairly blamed for actions that are not ours but 1) everyone should support palestinian liberation as a moral baseline; 2) wont speak for everyone but i personally do not want or need genocide apologists for friends comrades etc.; 3) there is meaning and power in jews specifically actively loudly and openly being pro-palestine. when atrocities are carried out in our name (literally using the name of our people; opening their arms to us through birthright while removing palestinians violently from their homes and denying them the right of reentry and free movement) it is our responsibility to stand against that as much as we are able.

[july-19th-club]

our least honorable regulars tend to come and go, and it depends on their age or how many disruptive children they have or if they're just passing through. Map Lady only stayed a few months but she gave us years worth of annoyances. but our MOST honorable regular is easy. he is a man named geoffrey who is sixty years old and deeply deeply deeply autistic and when he comes in the building i know i'm going to have a pleasant interaction and even when i am incredibly grouchy and bitchy i can see geoffrey and its like yippee a real patron has arrived. i love geoffrey. so does everybody else. he doesn't do anything in particular to be beloved but he is the mildest mannered man on the planet with only one flaw which is an unfortunate disdain for kleenexes, although for all the sniffling i WILL say he is a ready hand with the sanitizer. he reads largely music biographies and has a set of about twelve sentences for regular conversation, some of which are just echolalia material. when you chat with geoffrey you know exactly what you're going to get, which is one of the most refreshing parts of having him come in on a busy or unsettling day. the exception to his catalogue of stock phrases is when he is sharing actor/musician birthday and death day trivia. he always brings his books back on time and he always says "i always bring them back on time" and we say thank you we love that about you. and he says "sorry to keep coming in like this" and we say please do not apologize for being the best part of our day every day. we love you. geoffrey <3

[edierone]

dialogue-only: Idle Chatter

“So no, nothin really goin on there at the moment. How about you?”

“Oh — single. Recently, in fact.” 

“Yeah? What happened? … I mean — you don’t have to tell me, I’m just —”

“No, it’s ok — it’s just, it kind of involves you. Tangentially.” 

“What, like how?”

“Well — remember how long our flight was delayed from Oregon? I didn’t get back to my place till eleven. The light on my answering machine was on — he’d left a dozen messages, sounded upset, so I called him even though all I wanted was a bath and to get to bed, you know? Apparently he’d made this elaborate dinner, celebrating my first case …”

“Eesh, I’m really sorry —”

“No, it wasn’t your fault! Mine either, for that matter. He didn’t even tell me he was planning it, he’s a — he likes a grand gesture. I mean — I used to kind of think it was sweet, but.” 

“Hm.” 

“Yeah. So he forgave me, and wanted me to come over anyway, but I begged off — I was exhausted, I had work the next day, but he just wouldn’t let it go. Anyway, yada yada yada, we got into a fight, he accused me of fucking you, I broke up with him.” 

“Oh … uh. Wow. That’s — um — I’m sorry?”

“Ha! Don’t be — I don’t think it was gonna work anyway. He said he supported me being in the field, but, I mean — it only took one case for that to fall apart. So … anyway. Where do you want to get lunch? I think there’s a Chili’s off the next exit.”

[noonbeam17]

CAN ANYONE HEAR MEEEEEE