#yes. no. maybe. shush

[jewish-anime]

check out my warrior of li--i mean, my character in granblue fantasy!!

the upcoming rabbit zodiac unit looks a lot like aoife, so i.........

[boinky-spoinky]

I can’t take anything serious with this show

[orangesand-lemons-234]

Ace and Steve - Nostalgia + Siblings Themed

Images sources from Pinterest, character icons from X and X

[evocatiio]

if chibnall was the one writing this season you lot would be talking VERY differently

[hotasfahrenheit]

GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

how to make me sob: this entire perfomance

it's so insanely good to see them on stage together, to see GD absolutely light up when Taeyang comes out, to see them bouncing across the stage together, to see that all exploding more with Daesung joining them, to see how joyful they are when all three of them are together. they all look so happy. to be on stage, to be together.

Bigbang was my first kpop group and i have a lot of emotions about them and just

a;lkfja;slkjaf;oew;iajagshdfkjasfhajkshf

i refused to believe it or acknowledge it, but Still Life felt like a goodbye when it came out in 2022.

Home Sweet Home, and this performance, feel like a promise. they feel like triumph. they feel like a door opening.

they feel like another beginning, and i'm so ready.

[catastrxblues]

why is weekend only two days??? it's not enough. saturday is for being unproductive and letting a day drag on without doing absolutely nothing as an effect from the weekdays burnt out. whereas sunday is for actually for being productive and preparing for the week ahead with vigor. and there should be a secret third thing standing in between these two where you can be unproductive but also have enough energy to do what you actually want, like reading or watching or going outside or whatever!!

thank you for coming to my really super well thought out ted talk

[x-noirangel-x]

Blackwell is so photogenic… ( u ͜ u )

I thought I’d scan and share some shots I took around campus!

[spilledmilkfkdies]

They're actually so lucky he didn't start melting into their couch??

[vypridae]

OKYA SO TO ME, ITD BE OIKE- take sun for example ! (Trans sun enthusiast here , TEHE)

His original design/ai was meant to be more motherly. So he , instead of pants it might’ve been poofy shorts with the skirt thingy being longer! Eyes might’ve been different ect. Due to ai changing they just gave him a spare repainted model of moons!

FIRST OFF YESSS TRANS SUN IS SO REAL !!!!!! trans dca in general is >>>>>>>>>>>>> YES

anyway secondly YES YES YES just little minor design changes to go along with the gender change AOUGHAOG yesssS

[mukuberry]

i need to get a new milgram plushie because ive been neglecting my kazu plush since i feel bad for my shidou plush everytime i give kaz attention and not him.... if i had another plush then I'd feel less bad. then shidou would have company whilr i ignore him. the question is which character to get....

[innytoes]

My roommate is sick and all they could talk about was how much they miss that one soup you always made them so I drove four hours to come and get some + OT3 of your choosing

When Ray opened the door at 11PM on a Thursday night, he was a little surprised.

"Hi, Mister Molina?" the young man said, fidgeting his fingers together. "We spoke on the phone?"

Because yes, he had spoken with Julie's boyfriend on the phone. It was just that he was pretty sure Julie's boyfriend was Luke. He had been since they got together in high school. She'd been so excited to join Luke to get her music degree at the same top-notch university. (And yes, they had a long conversation about picking the best university for her, not just the one her boyfriend was at.)

But this young man was not Luke. He'd thought he sounded different on the phone, and strangely formal, but he thought it was just because they hadn't spoken as much since Luke went away to school.

His poor little nena, first she broke up with her high school sweetheart and now she had the flu? Why hadn't she told them about Luke? Was she worried they'd be disappointed?

"Yes, of course, come in," he said, waving the boy inside. He had messy hair, ripped jeans and a leather jacket, but Ray knew that looks didn't say anything. Any boy who was willing to drive four hours just to pick up soup for his sick girlfriend had to be a good egg.

"The soup is just about done, Rose was just letting it simmer until you got here," he explained as he lead him to the kitchen. The way the young man was trying to subtly sniff the air was rather endearing. "Would you like to try some?"

"Oh, I couldn't," the boy said, but he looked longingly at the big pot simmering on the stove. "It's Julie's soup."

"There's more than enough," Rose said, already grabbing a bowl and ladling some soup into it. If she was surprised at this Not Luke Boyfriend, she didn't show it. Behind the boy's back, he made a confused shrugging motion at his wife, and she just quirked an eyebrow at him. I don't know what's going on either, it said.

"Oh, well, if it's no trouble," the young man said, all but collapsing into one of the stools at the kitchen island. Rose handed him the bowl and a spoon, and when he took a deep whiff, his eyes fell closed in what appeared to be bliss. When he took a bite, he actually whimpered a little. When was the last time this poor kid had some homemade food? Ray remembered his own college years, and if he were to guess, that boy lived off ramen and grilled cheeses.

"This is really good, Mrs Molina," the boy said earnestly in between big bites. "No wonder Julie was craving it. This would make anyone feel better."

"How is she?" Rose asked.

"She was feeling pretty crummy when I left," the boy said. "But her fever was down and she was craving food again, so that's a good sign." He looked up, concerned. "I didn't just leave her alone! Luke's with her, and Alex and Willie are on standby to drive them to the emergency room if either of their fevers spike."

So Luke was still with her? Was the break-up amicable?

"I just felt so bad, I mean, I was the one who got sick first, and then I gave it to Luke, and Luke gave it to Julie, and they were both so miserable, and when she said she wanted her Mami's special soup I just thought, if that would make her feel better..." He trailed off when he realised he was rambling, flushing.

"You were sick too?" Rose asked, concerned. "You poor thing."

"I'm fine now," the boy reassured her, even though on closer inspection, he did still look kind of exhausted. He had dark circles under his eyes, and the way he was slumped over the bowl of soup told Ray he wasn't exactly fit as a fiddle yet. Maybe the soup would help, though. "And I can be out of your hair as soon as we pack the soup up. I'm so sorry to spring this on you."

"Anything for our Julie," Ray said, and the boy whirled around, eyes wide, like he'd forgotten Ray was there. Yeah, definitely not one hundred per cent yet. "You look tired, though. Are you sure you're okay to drive all the way back?"

"Yeah, totally," the boy said, before knocking back the last of the soup, holding the bowl up to his face to get it all. "I don't want to be a bother."

"You're not," Rose insisted. "And Ray's right, you look tired. If you just got over the flu yourself, you shouldn't be driving eight hours straight. Why don't you go take a nap for a few hours?"

"But Julie..."

"Won't want to be woken up at three in the morning anyway," Rose pointed out. The boy's face turned into a thoughtful pout. "Just sleep for a few hours, and you can get up bright and early tomorrow and bring her the soup. It'll do none of you any good if you fall asleep behind the wheel."

"I guess," he finally acquiesced.

"Great!" Rose said, beaming. "Do you want some more soup?"

Of course he did, and she gave him another bowl, sending Ray upstairs to prep the guest room and find Reggie something he could sleep in. Ray just let it happen. He knew better than to get in Rose's way when she'd made up her mind, and just watched on in amusement as she ushered a confused young punk in a leather jackets up the stairs and off to bed.

When she came back down, Ray had finished putting most of the soup into tupperware (and maybe stealing a few bites for himself. It was really good soup).

"Julie never told me she and Luke broke up," he said. "Had she told you?"

"No," Rose said, thoughtfully, even as she wrapped herself around him, on her toes so she could hook her chin over his shoulder. "Maybe they haven't."

Ray turned as far as he could, catching a glimpse of her face.

"Reggie said he gave his flu to Luke," Rose pointed out. "And on the phone he said he was Julie's boyfriend. I think they're both dating him."

Oh, so his name was Reggie? That was good to know. Ray tried to wrap his head around it. He was just glad his daughter hadn't gotten her heart broken.

"He seems like a good kid," he said finally. "Driving all this way just to get Julie's comfort food."

Rose hummed in agreement. "Well," she said. "We'll have plenty of time to get to know him tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" He would have thought Reggie would be anxious to get back home to his... partners, he guessed.

"Well, of course we're driving him back!" Rose said. "He's in no shape to drive!"

And Ray just nodded, and smiled, because when Rose made up her mind, it was best to just go along with it.

[samsloves]

this still a trend?

anyway i firmly believe five secretly loves animals (he does have a dog in the comics). so he just accepts all 7 of my cats 🐈‍⬛💕

[synthshenanigans]

Continuing from my last post bout Mind, we also need to talk more about how paranoid & untrusting/second-guessing your mind can be cause i think its very interesting

[beelzeballing]

looking up how to bind books rn. for heterosexual reasons

[heffrondriving]

soooo. that new big time rush album huh

[off-brand-likes]

Zeb had been looking for Kallus among the celebrating rebels on Endor for hours. Even Rex, who'd agreed to keep track of him if he could, hadn't seen him since the final battle began. He'd resorted to walking around the last place Rex saw Kallus in an ever-widening spiral as darkness fell over the forest with his bo-rifle's electrified tip lit, listening and sniffing for any sign--

There. Kallus's signature scent wafted to him under a much stronger smell of human blood. Zeb turned toward it and pushed through the undergrowth as fast as he could. "Kal?  Where are you?" Birds screeched in the trees and small creatures scattered around Zeb's feet, but he didn't hear anything from Kal.

He burst into a circular patch of crushed plants. Zeb raised his lit bo-rifle higher. More patches like this one formed a trail toward the shield generator bunker. Walker tracks.

Kallus lay near the edge of one of them, watching Zeb. One too-pale cheek pressed against the forest floor. Tear tracks shone on the other one, through a layer of dirt. His legs, in the walker's path, were a gory mess.

Zeb ran to him, jammed the bo-rifle's unlit end into the earth, and knelt beside him. He reached for him, but what if Kallus's spine was broken? Zeb couldn't bear the thought of making such awful injuries worse. "Kal..."

Kallus reached to take one of Zeb's hands in his own. The effort made him wince, but his grip was still strong. "Zeb." His voice was hoarse, like he'd been calling for help for hours and nobody heard him. "Did we win?"

"Yeah, we won, we did it, Kal." The strain in Kallus's face eased at that.

Zeb forced himself to look at the mess of Kallus's legs. The walker's foot must've hit the back of Kallus's thigh first, tearing his pantleg there and knocking him down before... "Karabast." Every bone and muscle in his legs was ruined. Zeb had to look back to Kallus's face to quell a wave of nausea.

"Don't... Just... Lie here with me, for..." Kallus swallowed audibly. "For however long I have left."

Zeb squeezed Kallus's hand. "You've lasted this long." His voice was surprisingly steady, for how hard his heart was pounding in panic. "You'll be fine until I come back with help." Please, please be fine.

Kallus rolled his eyes, though he was smiling while he did it. "I feel lucky to have lasted long enough to see you."

The tube of bacta gel in Zeb's pocket wouldn't even make a dent in all the damage to Kallus's legs. He hadn't even brought any water. After losing so much blood, Kallus must be desperately thirsty. As hard as it would be to leave him alone like this, if Zeb stayed, he couldn't do anything to save him.

"Kal, I have to go get help. And you're gonna wait until I come back with it. You'll be right here when I come back." It was supposed to be an order. Zeb wished gathering tears hadn't cracked his voice in the middle of it.

Kallus's nod dragged the side of his face against the dirt. He still hadn't managed to lift his head. One more tear rolled over his nose and onto the ground, but his expression showed the determination to do right that drew Zeb to him every time, since Bahryn. "I'll be here," Kallus said.

It hurt Zeb's heart to turn his back. But that was the only hard part. Once he did it, he ran faster than he'd run in years. He would bring Kallus help in time. He'd do it, or run his heart down trying.