#something to work toward

[isfjmel-phleg]

The DNA test also proceeded to totally roast me. I am, apparently, likely to get motion sickness, less naturally athletic, unlikely to enjoy dancing, unlikely to be a goal setter, unlikely to be a high jumper, less likely to take the lead, unlikely to be an optimist, unlikely to be persistent, less agile, less flexible, less naturally strong, slower in my reflexes, an avoider of taking risks, less speedy when playing sports, and likely to find it more difficult to develop good technique in sports--among many other things.

Not everything on the list was the case, and of course I'm not bound by whatever it is my genes are doing, thank goodness, but I am very amused that they just...came for my entire existence like that.

[inkskinned]

i wrote an interactive poem for my girlfriend in 3 parts. she said you need to read it.

go here: take only the final quiz or take all 3. i don't mind. it's sad, though. this is a poem about choice. about fate and mental illness and how love fits inside of all of it. this is a poem about a long dark hallway. mostly this is a poem about mango sushi rolls.

good luck. i love you. despite it all, i'm hopeful.

[doriana-gray-games]

A Courting of Curses

🌟 3D Third-Person RPG 🥳

💖 Romance Options (Men & Women) 💕

👩🏽 Play as a villainess FeMC Protagonist 💃

🏰 Magical Academy Setting 🌹

🖤 Gothic Romance Vibe 🥀

💬 Character-Driven Choices 😈👼

👗 Dress Up (with Flowing Dresses!) ✨

[astearisms]

fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started

[faerunquest]

(disclaimer that i haven’t actually played ea, my impression of it is only based on what i’ve read/seen online) but i actually don’t think ea wyll would have been a more compelling character. we frankly did not need another brash character, or one that’s treading the line of power hungry. wyll did not need to be darker or more morally gray to be more interesting.

it may be because i actually find his kindness to be the most compelling aspect about him. he is a man that’s been stripped of his home, of his name, of his appearance and he’s clinging to that kindness and goodness as the last aspects of himself. he wants people to see him as the blade, because wyll is a memory of a memory (his lines). good or kind doesn’t mean easy and we see first hand what kind of punishments he faces for choosing to do the right thing but he’ll do it to keep his soul with whatever he has left. the very same soul that’s been given to a devil.

and he’s not above violence quite the opposite. he approves of going after the duergars when he hears they murdered the myconoid’s children. he says they should bathe gortash in his own blood. he has no mercy for vile individuals but he forgives like it’s breathing.

that’s not to say his writing wouldn’t have benefitted from care and attention that frankly was not given. or a few additional scenes that allow you to see behind the high charisma, the memory of a memory that’s struggling to carry it all.

but i don’t know i think that wyll, who might’ve once been naive but he hasn’t been for many many years. who saw the injustice of the world and got angry at everyone (mortal and gods) who wouldn’t help. who chooses to be kind exactly because the world isn’t. who keeps that choice, the only agency he has with a bloodied grip, and that’s something no one could take from him. it is that conscious choice to act despite the terrible situation he found himself in at only 17, that is the beating heart of his character.

good and moral or honourable is not necessarily boring. you may personally not wish to engage with it or find yourself gravitating towards, but it doesn’t make it less compelling by default.

i think one of the lines in the beginning about how he doesn’t remember much of the battle, but he remembers drying that boy’s tears, is the essence of all that above, and the kind of man wyll wishes to be (& actually is)

[collegeoflore]

okay sorry to be a hater this morning but every time i think about how interesting and compelling and deep lucanis and spite’s relationship could have been i lose my mind. but this game was written like marvel’s avengers lived in a portland queer house where everyone is required to use therapyspeak in every interaction. so they’re nothing. remember when justice learned about love and loss and oppression? when he was angry and lashed out and felt so so deeply? and spite learns about eating candles and gets sent to “play with the wisps” when his host wants to fuck. there’s so much potential there but it just falls short.

[oceanwithouthermoon]

saiteru is so misunderstood and its so sad because its genuinely one of the best implied ships ive ever seen

girl who thinks she can only be loved for her appearance and when she sacrifices her own happiness and privacy for the sake of others............ guy who doesnt care about her appearance and grows to care about her despite knowing all her secrets, and insists that she doesnt need to sacrifice anything but still admires her for it......... u guys only hate them cuz u hate to see a girlboss winning

[creating-by-starlight]

Me, every time anyone says anything about "waiting for The One God has for you"/romantic soulmates/etc: Stop, stop, stop! Why are we implying that everyone has a soulmate when everyone does not have a soulmate? God's going to get nasty letters saying "Where's my soulmate? Why haven't I found my soulmate?" and do you want Him to have to deal with that? I don't think so! Stop spouting heresy being so silly!

[ryescapades-archived]

sfw, slight angst, ~ 400 wc, narumi and his military dogtag ^^

a/n: it’s been so long i forgot how to write for him so this could be a hit or miss

the metal feels cool on your fingertips when you pick it up, the ball chain attached to it flowing and swaying easily with the movement. your thumb slowly brushes over the name engraved on it as a particular sense of longing roots deep inside your bones.

“whatcha lookin’ at?”

you turn at the voice, pleasantly greeted by the sight of narumi strutting over to where you stand by the vanity. seemingly fresh out of the shower, his chest glistens and cheeks flushed from the bathroom’s steam as a towel wrapped itself around his tapered waist– a view that never gets old in your honest opinion.

your eyes drift down to his neck– his bare neck, the lack of a chain looping around it catching your attention. “did you lose your tag again?” you ask, an eyebrow raised as you gesture to the object in your hand.

narumi takes note of your subtly accusing gaze and brings his palms up in surrender. “not my fault that the kaijus love going for my neck,” he defends with a slight pout, though his eyes hold no guilt.

you hum jokingly, watching in amusement as his expression rapidly shifts, “and here i thought the strongest soldier around always returns unscathed in all shapes and forms.”

“well, i do!” he counters, snatching the tag from you as he grips on his towel with his other hand. he looks seconds away from adding more but he pauses before contemplating, “…most of the time.”

a snort slips out as you fully turn to him, taking the piece of metal back into your hands. narumi settles down then, noticing the faraway look in your eyes. he bends his neck, head bowing and rosy eyes lowering as he lets you place the chain over the mess of his damp hair.

the military tag settles around his neck, the flat, engraved steel comfortably resting beside where you’d rested a palm on the surface where his heart steadily beats beneath the warm skin.

narumi’s hands slowly caress the soft give of your waist, up and down, up and down, before he gently knocks his forehead against yours and murmurs low, “i’m here.”

you exhale, shaky and soft. the continuous rhythm underneath your touch brings a sense of peace to your own being, battling the constant reminder that is the brand new chain looped around his neck; a reminder that he’s still human. the possibilities of losing him to mortality almost had you heaving in despair.

but right now, he’s here, right in front of your very eyes, alive and well. and that’s all that matters.

art inspo

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[playerkingsley]

the throughline of “little lies are ok” and “lying is ok if it helps your friends and family, but you’ve got to tell the truth about lying” and the shared domain of trickery between the main instigator and adversary of the calamity, asmodeus, and the moonweaver, who takes the first steps to define (and weave, if you will) the new relationship between divinity and those left behind on the material plane, all culminating to sehanine then wielding this aspect of illusion and untruths they share and literally slapping her brother back to the pit of the hells? perfection, absolutely no notes

[httpiastri]

i'm actually so pissed that i don't even know where to start..... i've been trying to ignore this for hours but i just can't ☹️

dear everyone on f1blr, i kindly ask you to take franco's name out of your mouth if you don't know him. do not talk about his story if you don't know it. do not call him a pay driver, do not compare him to drivers whose dads are the owners of an f1 team. do not talk shit about him if it's all going to be made-up rumors.

you may hate james vowles as much as you wish to, i don't give a fuck. williams are doing some real random and stupid shit. but is any of this franco's fault? no!! if you'd actually seen him and taken more than 5 minutes trying to learn about him, you'd see how sweet of a person he is and how much he deserves this opportunity, so don't go around spreading lies about it.

[rimatsu]

setting pessimism aside to daydream about my ideal bucktommy makeup scenario and i just... keep oscillating between buck extending an olive branch and tommy reaching out first. there's merit in both. yes i'd love for buck to discard passivity and fight for this salvageable relationship — for buck to look tommy straight in the eyes and tell him that his sharp edges and his vulnerable insides don't make him any less deserving of love. that he's not blinded by the excitement of novelty or misguided admiration — even without the full picture, buck has seen enough pieces of the puzzle that makes up tommy's whole to know that he loves the entirety of him, unspoken faults and past sins included. that buck can't guarantee forever but he sure as hell can try to build the sturdy foundation of a shared life based on the hope for more. that sometimes you just luck out on the first draw and there's nothing wrong with good fortune.

but it would also be extremely healing if tommy knocked on buck's door to chase after his own second chance. to say "i want you more than i'm scared of hurting" when buck asks him what's changed in 4 months — because tommy would rather live with scars than be haunted by regrets and what-ifs. because buck is worth the risk of never recovering from having loved him

[uncanny-tranny]

I think it would really benefit people to internalize that mental illnesses are often chronic and not acute. Some of us will never be able to jump the hurdle of managing illness, much less sustaining a sense of normalcy. Many of us will never "recover," will never manage symptoms, will never even come close to appearing normal - and this is for any condition, even the ones labeled as "simple" disorders or "easy-to-manage" disorders.

It isn't a failure if you cannot manage your symptoms. It isn't a moral failure, and you aren't an awful person. You are human. There's only so much you can do before recognizing that you cannot lift the world. Give yourself the space to be ill because, functionally, you are.

[donttalkmeangy]

someone give me one-sided Aotsumi. Takumi who developed feelings for the kind and reliable Eito, only to find out the latter saw him as a disgusting creature. Takumi who tried so hard to hate Eito and suppress his feelings but had his resolve crumble more and more as he goes through the second scenario. Takumi who can't bring himself to kill Eito because as much as he hates him, he still has a semblance of care for the traitor.

Takumi who finds out his feelings are reciprocated only when Eito dies and uses his final words to confess.

They make me sick and I WANT THEM TO SUFFER.

[en-chi-la-da]

hinadam week 2025 DAY FIVE - gift giving/touch/words of affirmation

i did all of them. bc i'm insane <3

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Happy Valentine's Day! (and this blog's first post anniversary!)