#I actually cannot be normal about them

[stillwithmeisonlyyou]

Got this idea from @caloak888

My fav boygenius lyrics (solo careers- also some phoebe covers included) in no particular order:

"I'm 27 and I don't know who I am but I know what I want"

"I can't love you how you want me to"

"Here's the best part distilled for you"

"I'll bite the hand that feeds/ needs me"

"Know it's for the better" (obviously)

"and when broken bodies are washed to shore, who am I to ask for more?"

"If I breathe you will it kill me? Will you have me or watch me fall? If I fix you will you hate me? Would you fuck this and let us fall? "

"anyway, don't be a stranger"

"yes you're evil but you're not that bad,/ you put out your palm more than the back of your hand"

I know claw machine is a sloppy jane song and phoebe is featured in it but that song made me question my existence for a month so it's too good not to put on here :

"I paint my ceiling black so I don't notice when my eyes are open"

"I think I was born bored/ I think I was born blue/ I think I was born wanting more/ I think I was born already missing you"

"But my heart is like a claw machine/ Its only function is to reach/ It can't hold on to anything/ No I can't hold on to anything"

"You know it's a mistake when it's me who was making it/ It's always the wrong thing when it's me who's saying it"

"Watch the world from the sidelines/ Had nothing to prove/ Till you came into my life/ Gave me something to lose/ Now I know what it feels like to wanna go outside/ Like the shape of my outline"

"And I used to think you could hear the ocean in a seashell, what a childish thing"

"and it feels good to be known so well/ I can't hide from you like I hide from myself/ I remember who I am when I'm with you/ your love is tough, your love is tried and true blue"

"the harder I swim the faster I sink" (classic I know)

"But I shouldn't have built a house in the middle of your chest/ plywood boards joined at your breast/ splinter in my arm where you rest your head"

"I don't wanna be that man on the train/ On a grey commute, imagining fame/ Sweet relief, I will never be complete/ I will never be complete, I'll never know everything"

"Everybody else, everybody else looks like they've figured it out"

"I'm just as good as anybody, I'm just as bad as anybody"

the entirety of stay down that song is just too good

"you thought I'd never leave and I let you believe you were right"

"I don't wanna die, that's a lie"

"I wanna be emaciated/ I wanna hear one song without thinking of you"

"I wanna be happy/ I'm ready/ To walk into my room without looking for you/ I'll go up to the top of our building/ And remember my dog when I see the full moon/I can't feel it yet/ But I am waiting all morning..."

See how it comes back full circle

" If nothing can be known then stupidity is holy / if the void becomes a bore, we'll treat ourselves to some self belief"

"I wish that I drank because of you and not only because of me/ Then I could blame something painful enough not to make me look any more weak"

"I'd say "Give me no sympathy" it's the mercy I can't take"

"Tell me what snuffed out the wick in your eye"

The outro of I know the end you know what im talking about

"I want to believe/ instead I look at the sky and I feel nothing/ you know I hate to be alone/ I want to belong"

"You pulled a moth out from the grill of your truck saying "It's a shame"/ How come it's so much easier with anything less than human?/ Letting yourself be tender/ Well, you couldn't make me do it"

"Cause if I didn't have a mean bone in my body/ I'd find some other way to cause you pain/ I won't bother telling you I'm sorry/ For something that I'm gonna do again"

"Do I get callous or do I stay tender?"

"you want love/ This is as close as you're gonna get/ Not enough/ Just as much as you think you can live with/ Hurt 'til it's all gone, baby/ It's all gone, baby"

The gold- I know it's technically not phoebe but can't really exclude that

"I'm gnashing my teeth like a child of Cain/ If this is a prison, I'm willing to buy my own chain"

"I feel crazy in ways I never say/ Will you still love me if it turns out I'm insane?/ I know what you'll say/ But it helps to hear you say it, anyway"

"If you rewrite your life, may I still play a part/ In the next one, will you find me?/ I'll be the boy with the pink carnation pinned to my lapel who looks like hell and asks for help/ And if you do, I'll know it's you"

"If you cut a whole into my skull,do you hate what you see? Like I do"

Like there are so many more but if this didn't convince you to listen to my babies then I don't know what will

[clumsypuppy]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[zenwinter]

More silly in-game doodling 🌻

[chalkrub]

been doodling some bri'ish wildlife - love seeing these guys. because they are the classics aren't they?

[edelgards]

there are just so many ways to say "i love you"

[selsdraws]

i feel totally fine after watching The Star...

[icewindandboringhorror]

I know this is just a silly bad quality random screencap of a screencap that I found on facebook lol, BUT it's a succinct enough image to easily describe the concept in a quick/accessible way hopefully :

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(and of course, feel free to elaborate in tags, etc.! (especially elaborating about other senses as well.. can you "hear" in your mind just as well as you can "see"? taste? etc.) It's an interesting topic to me, as someone who's like a 4.5 at MOST lol. I'm curious what option will be the most common :0c )

[maflufla]

I just finished rereading LN 3 of the apothecary diaries and I need to ramble for a bit

One of the things that is clear and emphasized a lot in the these initial volumes is how much maomao is scared of accidentally committing an infraction unknowingly and been punished (killed) because of this. That is her reasoning behind wanting clear limits and direct orders, as in her narration she mentions multiple times that that makes her life easier.

Even in situations where the people in higher station are clearly showing signs of affection towards her (I'm thinking about when the emperor pats her head in the labyrinth-shrine), she has her guard up and is still very aware of the image she presents as to not "accidentally offend a noble and get killed".

And then we get at the end of volume 3, where the hunting trip offers more proof than ever that Jinshi is much more important and high up in the chain than she had previously thought, and that the whole situation is VERY messy. And she is obviously resentful and stressed for being dragged into this, because the undeniable truth is that she is the one that stands to lose the most. But still, when Jinshi offers her the ox bezoar she then SHUTS THE DOOR IN HIS FACE and it's such a funny and very maomao way of showing that she is a little bit closer to him and can let her guard down enough to let her excitement for pharmaceutical ingredients consume her necessity to maintain propriety (lest she gets beheaded for being accidentally rude as she always thinks????).

She knows that her own feelings about people are not something she is very in tune with (she knows how she feels about her dad and maybe her sistersand thats about how much she recognizes), so we the readers are not going to get a direct declaration from maomao about how she feels about jinshi. I like then that we get progressive and subtle glimpses of how she starts to let her guard down and feel more at ease in jinshis presence, that she becomes a little bit more rude, outspoken, direct with her observations and conclusions in her investigations. We get to see her talk more and narrate less, and I find it such clever and subtle way to show that she is warming up to him.

[all-the-gae-things]

Tödliche Tarnung (2009)

[anghraine]

It's honestly kind of funny to me that catapulting into Kirk/Spock shipping has launched my usual "meh, not into jealousy as a metric of romantic love" shipping tendency out the window and instead I'm genuinely charmed by the extent to which they reflect the same unhealthy seething jealousy.

This is most obvious with Spock, but you'll get McCoy joking about Spock falling in love with a computer (not an android, a stationary computer) and McCoy being A Normal Guy Joking About His Friend Having a Hobby is immediately contrasted with Kirk's barely repressed jealousy (you can all but see him thinking "time to talk another computer to death" while McCoy just laughs at his own joke about it). Kirk gets more and more generally insecure until Spock publicly declares that, while he does like an efficient computer, Kirk is irreplaceable and he doesn't want to serve anyone or anything else, and Kirk looks like he's about to kiss him on the bridge.

(Kirk still talks the computer to death, btw, for plot reasons. But big "Edith Keeler must die" energy.)

I also enjoy Kirk's horror/outrage at Leila Kalomi and her obvious gloating over "taking" Spock from him in the docility sex pollen episode and Kirk's willingness to do or say anything to get Spock back vs Spock bleeding intensity throughout "Requiem for Methuselah" as Kirk falls in love with Rayna, then Spock numbly listening to McCoy's speech about how he can never understand the glories or agonies of romantic love triangles or passionate love before waiting for him to leave and then wiping Rayna from Kirk's mind. Just two bros who are totally normal about each other!

[vaguely-concerned]

ingellvar must have so many strange off-putting little personal habits in their day to day life that they don't even realize come across as weird, especially if they haven't ever dated outside of the watchers much. in rye's specific case I think lucanis has a capacity for such immaculate 'sure my life is already so fucking weird this might as well happen' energy that I believe he'd be able to roll with the punches admirably given the time, but it really would be a situation like

(what was going on there was that rook was placing down some experimental wards, by the way, it's what he does to calm down before bed and if he wakes during the night. what with the necropolis itself being a liminal space of lf sorts on a cosmic scale, watchers take the additional liminal space between wakefulness and dreaming extremely seriously b/c they know there are things drifting through that would just love to get their foot/tentacle/conceptual spores in that particular half-ajar door that should not be allowed inside. or outside, I suppose, depending on your point of view. rook and lucanis are also experimenting with whether solid wards can help any with lucanis' weird post-spite dreams even if they can't do anything for the more mundane ptsd ones. third reason because in my worldstate they still live in the lighthouse after the game: unless gently dissuaded wisps will sometimes drift by while you're asleep and hover over your face curiously as they sense your mind doing stuff in the fade, and no one likes waking up on an eldritch sneeze with a well-meaning yet terrified wisp zooming about the room. important watcher novice 101 lessons.

blessed mental image of rye cross-legged on the floor, barefoot in his PJs with his hair down and no makeup, peaceably tracing out elaborate geometric shapes that somehow make your eyes scared when you look at them* while lucanis sits on the bed and reads out loud to both him and spite and occasionally sneaks some carnal looks at rook's fully unleashed curly hair and bare wrists & throat...... okay I think I've found the thing that will help me through the day thank you for coming on this journey with me)

*what is the paint he's using made out of and why is it such a deeply unsettling colour? don't worry about it! :) patented mostly well-meaning yet also borderline condescending mortalitasi hand wave of 'don't worry your sweet little non-nevarran head about it we both know you don't actually want to know. do not ask questions lest you learn the answers, especially if you're going to be annoying at me and freak out about it. let the things man was not meant to know stay unknown. unknown by you I mean I'm built different'

[trashcanwithsprinkles]

How do you go about finding/reading fics?

Personally, when I get into something, I'll go through a list of fanfic sites and read all the summaries and pick what sounds interesting, then every few weeks I observed the tag again if I'm still interested. Sometimes I stumble upon them on tumblr, iirc thats how I found yours. Art -> Fic.

Now, while I haven't finished the new Mond murder quest, lack of voices and the weird ost for the trial put me off a tad, I don't have a decent idea of Dahlia but still shouldn't really be all that surprised at the Dahlia/Venti but there are so many in so little time, god speed.

it depends on my investment in the ship. when i first start i just go to the ao3 ship tag and scroll down in order of most recent. if the chronological order is too slow to get new interesting fics for my rate of reading, then i sort by bookmarks in a separate tab and go down the list, checking back in on the chronological order every once in a while

i don't touch any other sites nowadays unless i'm really desperate. i just know that if i go to wattpad i'm gonna end up both frustrated and just reading can't eat love again for the like. nth time.

[gifti3]

the goverment is definitely figuring out this alien situation asap right?? cause whats happening currently is not feasible in the long run is it not??

im sure they are trying to maybe figure it out...probably, but part of me feels like it is not being treated with the seriousness it should be by them, which ig is in character LOL

pretty much relying on one guy (who doesnt even wanna be doing this) is actually scary

and the mc still has to like 'encourage' him to do it, tho its much easier in the 'ray ending' for sure. that man just wants to live a regular life with mc (unfortunately for him that means continuing to be binary star and dealing with aliens)

and if i was a citizen and knew this id be panicking

like yea u have these other heroes helping and stuff which im sure looks comforting from an outside point of view! but like the actuality is that its ray keeping things afloat

AND ON THE TOPIC OF THE MC, i was definitely in my head like....wouldnt rays superiors (managers??) get like curious about them? like no way theyre not being nosy about it after a certain amount of time passes. it really feels like something that could be leveraged against him,,, (if there is fic about this pls send it to me lol)

honestly i feel like mc and rays relationship would have moments of high stress. like there will be good times but also the bad times will also be there and its sometimes gonna be because of outside factors they cant control

[shinnyshining]

Nothing to see here, just two mad scientists in the same room

I kept my promise

[javierduffy]

“uh … it’s a bit girly … no?” javier examines himself in the reflection of his knife’s blade, looking this-a way and that, the dark blue of a large silken bow now peeking sheepishly around his neck as it sits gently in his hair. next to him, kieran clams up a smidge, hands still held close to his chest nearby his completed ribbon project on javier’s head. he finds it in himself to wring his hands a time or two rather than immediately undo his work as javier seems to continue to formulate his final opinion. “you … think so? look at me?” kieran asks, politely as a mouse. javier easily complies, turns at his hips and looks behind, up at kieran where he sits on the stump above him.

kieran, as he peers over, can’t help the meadow of flush that blooms over his neck, then his ears, then his nose and his cheeks. he can tell javier is deep in thought by the look on his face, mouth twisted just a might sideways, cocking his mustache awry, and the deep wrinkle sat between his brows. the ribbon he used matches javier’s vest perfectly, and the shine of the silk warms bright in the sun, just like every piece of jewelry and metal javier has adorned himself with. with this ribbon, javier’s hair sits lower on his head, ponytail draped down his nape and more hair framing his face in his bangs. kieran resists an urge to tuck one side back behind his ear.

kieran thinks that he looks like a painting, a muse, a love letter so heartbreakingly full of adoration that the only language it could be written in is bright swipes of pigment on a canvas. as he makes eye contact with the silk squinting around the red of a necktie, he thinks that javier may be right, if ‘girly’ could sum up ’poetry written in effeminate reverence’.

kieran always did think women made better art, wrote better books- found a better way to love. softer. warmer. prettier. like javier.

the world sounds like it’s underwater.

“i think … it’s very pretty. it suits you real well.”

earnest to a fault, the look in kieran’s eye dances gingerly with javier’s internal voice. it dips and sways him, and javier, despite his instinct, finds himself charmed by its rhythm.

“-b-but! i could take it out! if you don’t-“ javier looks down at himself in his knife again, the sunlight filtered through the leaves glinting a yellow green around his dark features, and kieran hands him patience on a silver platter. a rich blue makes friends with bright green quite easy, javier thinks. this is how he must look through kieran’s mossy lens.

“pretty … yes. you know, i think you may be right. i’ll keep it. gracias.”

[aliusfrater]

for the life of me i cannot figure out why people are so desperate to apply a version of dean's facade to sam