#who knows what'll happen because of that

[bloodydeanwinchester]

the thing that excites me about an spn revival (god please make it a tv show and not a movie 🤞) is that if they're gonna bring dean and sam back to earth from heaven, they can basically bring whatever other characters that are in heaven back too if they really want to. so like. they could bring real charlie back with them. they could bring kevin back. or mary.

[kiisuuumii]

god i need to fucking live

[harrowscore]

why are you, as an adult in 2024, still hung up on reylo. why are you still mocking the shippers. why do you believe yourself to be superior only because you dislike a stupid ship from a fucking space fairytale. girl (gnc) get a grip

[ribbonknot]

sometimes i feel like rn it's really understated just how bad things could be if trump wins. like, actually. i feel like it's being forgotten that despite how bad things are right now, they would surely get WORSE.

[weirdgrrlgerard]

crawls into yr inbox……..the passenger………they were crazy for that one (gestures to pretty much the entire movie)

I KNOWWWW it's been driving me crazy for about a week now. Like why did Benson do all of that?? At first I thought I was reading into things, only to find out on the director's insta that one of his tags was literally #BENSONANDRANDYFOREVER so. maybe there was intention

[kakusu-shipping]

I can't decide if I should be funny and write Cap as a leering Perv possessive kind of guy or stick closer to his personality and have him be a gentleman/chivalrous kind of guy.

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

i am sooo close to watching the one piece live action exclusively because of the canarian guy

[todayisafridaynight]

in the last supper recreation, kiryu is in the position of james the great, who was the first to die for jesus [ in this case, ichi ] which makes me nervous. peepaw gonna die for real this time??

another possible connection i found is how jo is in the position of thomas, who demanded proof of christ's crucifixion. not sure how it correlates, but it's something!

call me a smooth brain but im not trying to think too much bout the potential symbolism behind The Last Supper pic. the parallels ARE neat and they PROB could be indicative of whats to come (theres also cosniderations for the fact there's two variations of the picture) tho: never say never and all

[improper-integral]

So after reblogging this post about a solar eclipse, with a comment about the 2024 solar eclipse, I started seriously considering traveling to go see it since I have the ability and means to do it.

The path of totality gets really close to some great Eastern coast cities (mostly Canadian, like Toronto and Montreal), but earlier this year I was actually planning a road trip to Texas. but I ended up not going. I wanted to go there primarily because I wanted a road trip, but not one that goes across the entire US. I've done that before taking I-40 to Raleigh, NC from SoCal and would absolutely do it again, but that would take a lot more planning and I'm not sure how much my job will allow me to take off at once (despite "unlimited" PTO). But I know 2 weeks is fine, cause I did that earlier this year. I also already decided that would be sufficient time. Of course staying longer would be nice but I'd have 3-4 days in Dallas, Austin and San Antonio each (probably skipping Houston just because the other 3 cities are more convenient to each other and 4 cities in the same time span might feel a little rushed, but I might change my mind later).

So I basically decided it would be easier to just go to Dallas for the solar eclipse. It's on Monday, April 8, 2024, and I thought if I waited too long the hotels might become really expensive because it's in the path of totality, so I just booked a hotel for 4 days in Dallas lol. I haven't made up my mind about which hotels to book before and after that though, but I think I have plenty of time to think about it lmao

[lollitree]

Professor Sycamore doesn't acknowledge Lysander because he's still angry about their divorce after Lysander tried to end the world that one time

He's giving him the cold shoulder until he changes his ways!

[eskawrites]

sneak peak of how to new part of raise dead will go? im very curious to see :)

this ask had me opening up the raise dead docs for the first time in months and there's still so much weird stuff in there, like lil snippets of robin's pov, and me trying to calculate what el's dnd character level would be lmao

anyway, i think the next thing i want to write for raise dead is them bringing robin home, and it's going to mostly be her adjusting to living again, with a smidge of buckley parent angst and possibly some nightmares/other upside down tension. i have a few thoughts about what's going on with robin now that she's alive again and that's basically what any future parts will revolve around. but at the same time i have zero overarching plot for the series lol so who knows what will happen

i don't really have anything actually written out, but here's a lil glimpse at part of my notes doc:

[allsassnoclass]

yes good hello!!! may i know about 7, 10, 11, 13, and 25! and i love you sm :) xoxo

@clumsyclifford hi bella! thanks for asking love you too <3

7. What’s a topic you would like to explore? truth and trust! and the intersection of those two! and how to trust someone who isn't truthful and how to tell the truth to someone you don't know if you trust and how to trust someone again when you thought you knew the true them and have been proven wrong.

10. Do you always have a clear image before starting a piece? usually kind of! for fics, i have a general vision and it becomes and increasingly and increasingly clear. i usually know the beginning and the end for sure, with a few touchstone moments in the middle. for moodboards i have a pretty clear image, which can be an issue when i can't find the pictures i want and am not sure how to pivot. all of my moodboards end up looking very different from what i intially envision lol

11. What part of the process of creating brings you the most joy? probably brainstorming tbh! letting plots or ideas come to me and figuring out what's happening and getting to the point where i feel confident enough to start. it also kind of stresses me out because i have so many ideas, but i really like creating worlds and coming up with stories or envisioning moodboards.

13. Is there something you’d like to see created but you know you can’t/won’t do yourself? short answer: no <3 if i can envision something enough to want it, i envision it enough to want to make it myself. i always most enjoy other people's creations when it's something i myself would've never thought of or been able to visualize, such as megs's faking the moon landing fic. i never would've come up with that idea myself, so i enjoy reading it so much more! same with all of my moodboard ideas, with the exception of some moodboards for my fics (like the black coffee and sulfur one that maya made <3) because for my own fics i sometimes draw a huge blank on what should go in a mb, which doesn't typically happen when making a mb for someone else's fic or for my pairings as albums series. if i have an idea for something, i typically want to make it myself rather than have someone else make it

25. Tell us a little known fact about something you’ve made uhhhhhhhhhhh omg. what am i going to say. what have i made that i haven't talked extensively about. OH! in pas de deux harry styles was originally supposed to be a character. i had a scene where michael called him on the phone. they were exes. they danced together at abt. however i wrote him out lol he isn't mentioned in the fic anymore. it just didn't fit.

[zorkaya-moved]

𝐒𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐯 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭.

[an-honest-puck]

spotted down under

[nochepsicodelica]

Suggestive

"Tojiii," you squeal when he picks you up, before using his back to shut the car door. You lean forward and take a long whiff of the cologne he spritzed on the collar of his shirt. "Mmm... you smell so good. You trying to seduce me?"

He chuckles at the way you go back and sniff around his neck, like a dog. "Is it working?"

You inhale deeply once more, sighing exaggeratedly before responding. "Uh-huh. Want you to fuck me. Ugh, Toji, baby, i'm ready for you," you say, getting a head start by kissing his neck.

"Nah, pretty girl. Can't do that to you, tonight." He pins you to the door to keep you balanced as he fishes for the keys in his pocket.

"What?" You say, pausing the movement of your lips, your mood quickly deflated.

"What?" Toji repeats, looking at you as he turns the key in the lock. He lifts you off the door before opening it, keeping his eyes on yours.

"Am I not fuckable? You really don't wanna do me?"

"What are you even talking about, ma?" He shuts the door, locking it before carrying you to the bathroom to help you out like he usually does after a night out with plenty of drinks at your disposal.

"You..." your eyes start watering, enormous tears quickly forming and gliding down your cheeks. "You said you don't want me."

"That's not how I meant it, baby. Don't cry."

"What. Ever. I don't care anymore. Just... just put me down," you say, pushing at his chest.

"We gotta get you ready for bed," he says, setting you down on the edge of the sink. He grabs the pack of makeup wipes from the drawer you told him you keep them in and pulls a wipe out. "Close your eyes."

You do as he says, but only because you're stuck there until he moves out of the way. "I'm..." you sigh, heavily. "I'm s-sleeping on the couch, tonight."

"Mm... and why's that?" He asks, while focusing on wiping off the mascara from your eyelashes, and the trail that made its way down your cheeks. He's not concerned for what you said, because he knows for certain that that won't be the case at all.

"'Cause you don't love me. You've made it clear that you don't want to touch me. If we sleep in the same bed, my leg might graze yours." You laugh. "Who knows what'll happen if that happens. I'm surprised you even wanna be this close to me, now."

Toji sighs, throwing out the spent makeup wipe. He rests his hands on the counter, on each side of you, before leaning forward and placing a kiss on your lips. "Just got even closer, mama. What are you gonna do?" He laughs at your widened eyes, and when your expression contorts to one of sadness again, he can't help but maintain the amused grin on his face at how quickly your mood shifted.

"Be sad," you respond, softly. "You don't wanna make love to me? How can you kiss me and not want more?"

The sound of your voice breaking softened him up a little more. That and the insufferable look of hurt in your eyes. "Hey, look at me," he says, cupping your jaw to manually bring your gaze back to his. "It's not like that, at all. Don't cry over this, sweetheart." He runs his thumbs beneath your eyes, brushing away your returning tears. "You know I love you and I want you all the time, but I'm not gonna touch you like that when you're drunk." Your pretty eyes are killing him with how sad they look. Your cheeks are reddened and warm from the mix of the alcohol in your system and your emotions, and your lips are trembling. "Baby, you can't even walk straight. I'm not gonna take advantage of you. Stuff like that is only done by shitty people. You understand?"

"No," you choke out through a sob, breaking open the dam of your emotions.

"Of course you don't," Toji says, a soft smile taking over his features as he picks you up again and carries you to the room. He sets you down on the bed, propping you up against the pillows so you don't fall over. He can hear your sniffling subside as he rummages through your drawers, searching for something to change you into.

"You wanna wear shorts or just one of your really big shirts?" He asks, spotting your favorite oversized t-shirt. You don't answer, keeping your attention on your hands, letting him talk to himself like he's a crazy person. He calls for you, again, nothing more than a "ma", just incase you don't answer again. As he expected, more silence.

"Oh, so you're just not gonna talk to me, anymore?" He asks, turning to look at you, catching the way you shake your head slightly, still not looking at him. He grumbles to himself about your little attitude, before turning back to the dresser. He closes your drawers and opens one of his, fishing out one of the black shirts he always wears, before making his way back to you.

"Arms up," he instructs, grabbing onto the hem of your blouse. You sluggishly roll your eyes and lift your arms, allowing him to pull it off. He unfolds his shirt and scrunches it up so that he can facilitate the process of getting it on you. "Alright, put your arms in," he says, when you just sit there, unmoving. Again, your attitude shows as you follow his instructions, but the second your arms go in the holes and the material of the normally short sleeves extends to your forearms, you gasp.

"Your shirt?" You ask, enthusiastically. "It's your shirt?!" You ask, again, with the most lovestruck look on your face.

Toji snickers. "Yeah, baby. That's my shirt." Your eyes are filled with so much light, it's ridiculous how little it took to get this reaction out of you. You're literally giggling to yourself over a shirt, and he can't see it as anything short of adorable. "Alright, alright. Let's finish up so we can go to sleep."

You're a lot more willing to listen to him, now that your mood is boosted. You unbutton your shorts and lift your hips to slide them off, handing the article to Toji so he can put it in the dirty clothes hamper.

"Gonna go get some stuff from the kitchen. Be right back," he says, glancing at you before leaving the room. Not even two minutes later when he returned, you were already fast asleep, quiet breaths flowing past your lips. You laid on your back, your arms folded above your head. Toji shut the bedroom door before walking over to your nightstand to set a couple of ibuprofen tablets down beside a glass of water. He swiped his thumb over the corner of your lips, collecting the small patch of drool that glistened on your skin and wiping it off on his sweats. He went back to turn off the light, and quickly made his way to his side of the bed.

He turned you onto your side, earning a few irritated whines from you due to the disturbance. "I know, I know," he murmurs, pulling his shirt down to cover your exposed hip. He stayed up a little longer, to keep you from shifting onto your back when you stirred. His hand stayed firm on your waist, preventing you from moving much at all, and occasionally he got to laugh through his nose at your nonsensical sleep ridden mumblings.

[medusas-graveyard]

Damian's...a big brother?

He's been babied by the rest of the Waynes so what'll happen if Danny suddenly show up in the family being ± 2/3 years younger than him... Traumatized kid who thinks Damien's pretty cool yk.... The rest of the Waynes are pretty damn impressed that he hasn't killed Danny yet for being curious about him...Damian doesn't know why he's letting the newest stowaway follow him around either?

Eventually being Danny's favorite sibling (Totally not because he could go all out sparring with Dami. What? Psshh, no...) And the first name he screams when he's in trouble.