#where have the years gone
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i’ll be 25 a week from today and it doesn’t seem right or real
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Happy birthday to me
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this seonghwa oneshot is costing me years of my life i've been writing for four hours since i got off work and i hear birds chirping outside perhaps it's time to sleep 🤠
#pirateprincessthoughts [🪐]#it's only 3 am why are these mf birds singing outside#i've never written anything more slowly in my life#i miss when i used to whip out a full ass fanfic chapter in a single night before school#where have the years gone
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a sora!!
my first time seeing one, and it was so casual that everyone who saw it was astonished—for such a notoriously shy bird it spent a lot of time out in the open, even getting so close my camera couldn't focus on it anymore! it was a lifer for quite a few people last morning ( ˙꒳˙ )
I really enjoyed watching it hop around looking for bugs and flicking its tail, and watching it disappear into the grass only to pop out instantly much further than I would have expected. it's also a lot smaller than I expected, only about the size of the red-winged blackbirds!
#my photography!#bird photography#birding#birds#sora#it was such a fun morning#though one of the birders there kept using recorded calls to try and lure it out which I'm not a huge fan of#it was admittedly very cool to hear it respond#even though I missed the bird I had actually gone to see (seems like they've migrated through already)#I'm super happy and I got tips on where to find the other bird year round to boot!#I have so many more photos brace yourself
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touched up one of the other sketches ( ´ ꒳ ` )
#captive prince#caprisun#laurent of vere#damen of akielos#lamen#damen x laurent#is he sitting in his lap?? probably#crawling there at the speed matched only by a mold settling on the unrefrigerated raspberries on my kitchen counter#damen looks blissed out in a funny way in this pic. and frankly? i too react to white bread this way on occasion#you ever enter a bread phase where you're obsessed with bread with a little bit of butter on top and nothing else#happens about twice a year for me. gone in like a day or two but comes back like halleys comet#<< coincidentally something Damen would have said about sex with Laurent in book 3
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N'Sync
The Adverts.
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#song lan#a-qing#xiao xingchen#xue yang#The scene where Song lan sees Xue Yang is supposed to be dark and dramatic but there's something about the whiplash of emotions-#-that makes me lose my mind!! That's *HIS* bestie!!! Back off bitch!!#Poor guy wandering around for years looking for his amiguito only to find him with the guy that split you apart in the first place#XY wasn't even trying to flaunt it on purpose. He was just vibing with XXC at the wrong time.#I also love A-qing for being quick on the uptake that these two are so similar its practically like a mirror image.#This also mirrors song lan's first/last appearance with the bff sundae. XY finally gets his revenge (having a domestic life with a bff).#((XXC has no idea what the t-shirt says. He just needed a spare. I like to think XY sewed and embroidered it personally))#I will get into my xue yang thoughts more later but...man I will always wonder how things would have gone if song lan never showed up#xxc never should have run away (out of shame for causing SL harm). It was always going to cause more harm...#Dont worry SL. XXC still misses you. Some bonds cannot be broken even if time and distance pull you apart.
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rewatching World Trigger. I forgot how gay it was. Osamu straight up says "hey Yuma. I know that we've only known you for like five days, but I can't help but notice that you aren't doing anything with your life right now. Mind if I borrow it for a bit?"
And then Yuma responds with "while its true that we've only know each other for like five days, your kind yet stubborn nature has compelled me. Sure. Why not? From this moment on my life is yours to do whatever you want with. One condition, though. You have to be my boss" and then throughout the story he occasionally makes these little remarks like "I'd do anything my captain (osamu) asked me to."
Like bro what? I really don't think that Osamu fully realizes the weight of the loyalty he somehow managed to earn from Yuma. I don't think he could realize it. From his perspective he cringefailed his way into b rank while Yuma did all the work. "And now Yuma would kill or die for me" is just not a conclusion that would ever occur to Osamu based on the avaliable evidence.
And like, what's going on here from Yuma's perspective? I get that he was a man on the brink when the story started, pursuing a sincerely suicidal plan, and then said plan failed and he was left with absolutely nothing, but I still feel like there has to be more going on here. He decided that he would follow Osamu through hell and back the very same minute that Osamu asked anything of him at all.
It's like, combat is all Yuma has ever known. He doesn't see any future for himself at all, but he especially can't imagine a peaceful one. But he's not a bad kid. He doesn't go out of his way to hurt people. Osamu has proven to be a pretty decent person, willing to sacrifice himself to save the lives of relative strangers. Maybe, the way Yuma sees it, yeah he's a weapon, but if he follows Osamu at least he'll be a weapon pointed in the right direction. He'll fight because it's all he knows how to do, but osamu would only ever ask him to fight for worthy causes. Y'know?
Anyway. The point is that Yuma accepted helping Osamu as his new purpose in life after knowing him for less than a week, and that's A Lot, no matter how you look at it.
#world trigger#yuma kuga#osamu mikumo#my rambles#so happy for them though#world trigger is weird about kids in a completely different way that anime tends to be#with this show its mostly “why is no one blinking at the idea of sending a 14 year old into an active war zone”#i get the defense missions being entirely safe because of bail out#but for the away missions where are their parents?? who is allowing this? bro you are an actual child#but border. where yuma can hone his skills in combat outside of life and death circumstances#and build a broad suppot network of folks that care for him and enjoy his company#is probably the best place he could have gone to start to heal from being a child soldier
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Ok maybe I’ll finish this
Lofi girl but it’s Rung <3
#still no promises tho xbhxhxhhx#*looks with reminisce at my younger self that was finishing 3-4 full artworks every day*#ah where have u gone younger me#where have the years gone#art isn’t as easy as it used to be for me#but that’s ok#ano cooks#anothers reblog
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The thing that gets me about history and humanity is that you never know what is immortalized, and the things that will be immortalized are things you would never think.
I saw a person sharing a new tattoo, and it was one of Onfim's drawings. A boy who lived so long ago he is barely a blip now, but his drawings meant so much to people that somebody is now permanently marked in their skin with one of those drawings. Do you ever look at the things you make and just sit there and wonder if this is the thing that future people look at? Do you ever look at your art, your writing, your schoolwork, or anything that is yours and just wonder who will find it, who will fall in love with a piece of your humanity and become overwhelmed with emotion over? It's not unlikely. It's not totally unlikely that somebody will find a piece of you in the distant future and devoid of any other context of who you were will still love you because you were here. You were here, and you are still here, even hundreds or thousands of years later. Treat yourself with the same love that so many have for dear Onfim.
#positivity#gentle reminders#if anybody has ancient children's drawings beside onfim let me know they melt my heart#i have always wanted a tattoo of that kind of thing too and i want ideas#see if archeologists dig me up or whomever else they won't find significant tattoos or other things. they will see i have loss.jpeg on me#and i think that's just as important. these people must know that people are silly and weird and don't make sense and that's IMPORTANT#i'm just. so obsessed with this because it's instantly humanizing#what little child hasn't drawn humans with twelve fingers per hand#or those kids drawings where it's only a torso/head conglomerate with stick legs and hands#i just really lived seeing how their tattoo turned out because i wasn't sure if it would look good in ink and skin#i feel the same way about archiving the internet. i was looking for the written crochet pattern for something#and the person who wrote and created it passed away and their blog has been scrubbed#their blog only exists on the archives. their pattern is only accessible on youtube because somebody made a video tutorial with the pattern#it's an eerie feeling. they've been gone for two years but their blog has been tethered by the wayback machine
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Space, the final frontier.
That is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to explore
The strange new worlds of our outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a five-year mission
And, by opposing, end it. To go—to seek,
Once more; and by “to seek” to say we find
The new life and new civilizations
Where man has gone not: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To go, to seek;
To seek, perchance to find—ay, there's the rub:
For in these voyages what dreams may come,
When we have boldly gone whence we have not,
Must give us pause—there's the respect
That makes a mission of so long a life.
For who would bear the Enterprise of time,
The starship’s wrong, admirals’ contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy treks,
When he himself might make his voyage on
With a bare warp core? Who would tribbles bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the hope of something to be found,
The undiscover'd country, from whose bourn
We travel and return, puzzling our will,
And makes us wish to solve those ills we have
And fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience makes explorers of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is glistened o'er with the stars of thought,
And Enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents warp ahead
And seize the name of action.
#star trek#star trek tos#where no man has gone before#hamlet#to be or not to be#five year mission#space the final frontier#this is the sort of shit that goes on in my brain a good 70% of the time#i'm carpooling home from a choir rehearsal and talking to my friends and suddenly just#space the final frontier that is the question#pops into my head and just keeps going#i have two articles to write and 100 papers to grade
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the coolest kids in forgotten valley!!☆
(…it seems there may have been a stretch of time where rock and lumina were the only kids in forgotten valley…🥲)
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#in the remake hugh and the player’s kid are the same number of years apart#so i can see them having very similar conversations n friendship#surely these two kids will grow up well adjusted and they will have no lasting effects from this kind of isolation. they will be fine#i have been thinking a lot about what their childhoods were like. i want to protect both of them#everyone who has anything to say about them as kids says that both of them were not well behaved children at all#tei says rock was rambunctious and energetic and hard to handle. sebastian says lumina was less than amenable#rock says he was bored to death when he first came here and lumina asks you not to tell romana that she’s lonely#lumina also hated wearing dresses so. she is very mad and ready to bite people maybe#sos awl#bokumono#my art#rock tumbling (sos)#harvest moon#story of seasons#story of seasons a wonderful life#bokujou monogatari#i like to imagine a au where pony and cecilia come to visit their family’s respective farms#so these two can have more friends ;w;#i am always thinking about how they were both severed from their families and taken in by someone else at a young age to live in nowhere#and they are both not exactly enthused about following the path laid out for them#headcanon ⚠️ i wonder if rock’s moving out on his own happened when he was a teenager. he was extremely confident everything would work out#anyway he got fired from every job ever and after many years came crawling back. and he came crawling back blond#at the time of chapter 1 lumina is baffled by the state of the guy she grew up with. why is he using dated slang and wearing disco costume#she is also kind of mad at him for having been gone for so long#hc rock probably had more freedom as a kid than lumina did which probably annoyed her#once again takakura retrieves a small rock from the goddess pond and he’s covered in poison ivy bee stings etc. no remorse#lumina from her window on the hill feels somehow jealous of these misadventures#lumina mentions in her heart event that she doesn’t often visit the beach because her skin burns easily#meanwhile rock was probably playing outside always. if his kid is any indication#idk i like thinking about the history of this extremely small village
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this site is so unlike anything else in all the best ways and they've tried for years to make it profitable but couldn't because a user-friendly and user-driven experience and profit simply cannot coexist but stagnating/dropping profits aren't an option in today's climate. that being said i highly doubt tumblr is going down it feels too unkillable but if it is im not going to instagram or twitter or mastofort or whatever i will simply walk into a forest and become moss. god bless
#pro tip you can massively lower server costs by getting rid of tumblr live‚ a feature noone wants and noone uses#literally just stop trying to become other sites and instead capitalise on being unlike any other site#in a world where every app is the same app owned by the same people tumblr is invaluable#but it's not profitable which is the only thing they care about#but like. I'm literally not moving anywhere else#not only coz tumblr in general is the best site but also bc my blog is really important to me#it's a record and archive of everything I've liked in the past 7 years meticulously catalogued#even if i went on another site. all that would just be gone. i cant have that#I'll be downloading my blog but that's just part of it yk#barking#tumblr
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A conversation about mcdonalds and the green lake cast, starring sonetto's thoughts on mcspaghetti. partially born out of me seeing this art
#reverse 1999#certified storm moments#jessica#tooth fairy#horropedia#blonney#vertin#sonetto#madam z#i don't know where the mcflurry and fries came from i just though horropedia would do that for fun#also i have not eaten nor gone in a mcdonalds in more than 5 years. i also have never tasted a mcflurry in my life so there's that#i wonder what do italians think of filipino spaghetti#the italian is google translated. please do not come after my ass
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kicking my feet like a schoolgirl. wouldn't it be fucked up if the Architect found the HoF when they went to the deep roads on their Calling. wouldn't it be fucked up if they fought their way as deep as they could go until they're too blighted and injured to go on and the Architect picked them up on the verge of death and kept them alive and experimented on them with darkspawn & archdemon & his own blood until they're corrupted and immortal like him
#dragon age#dragon age awakening#the architect#hero of ferelden#wouldn't it be fucked up if they were also a mage so now you have a mad corrupted blighted hero with obscene amounts of power#i see the architect in his lab with amell laid out on the table using blood magic to keep the lungs and heart pumping#slooowly taking some of their blood and replacing it with his own (amells blood will be used to 'free' more darkspawn)#so very carefully like he's sewing with spider silk#their skin has gone grey and mottled. red tendrils snaking out from the mouth where the skin has split from old injuries#tattoo black#nails cracked and jagged#and they JOLT in place. then LURCH forward. and twitch again. the architect pulls them to a standing position#their voice dry and cracked they ask 'where...'#'the Deep Roads' 'who...' 'you are the Commander. I am the Architect.' 'when...' '[years later]'#and the amell-thing coughs some blood from its lungs. sloowly raises an arm. and an explosion of magic sends the architect flying
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