#(some of which are from last spring.....)

[icewindandboringhorror]

Just curious what the average level of personal investment in these sorts of things is. Like, how much do people usually get into silly stuff like this their friends ask of them? etc. etc. Which I know, only surveying a small sample on a very specific website means I'm not getting an exact average idea lol, but.. curious nonetheless .. Maybe reblog for bigger sample size but also this is not very serious at all/not worth a call to action gbhjbhjb

[incomingalbatross]

Happy Easter, friends in my computer!!

[walker-lister]

I just have to remind myself sometimes that no matter what anyone else says, the way a piece of media makes me feel and the positive impact it has had on my queer identity is valid, and that tearing myself apart thinking I have to defend it or questioning my own place within queer communities is not at all important when compared to the almost tangible sense of 'rightness' that piece of media helped me to feel about myself.

[todaysromano]

03.10.2024

Today, Romano went grocery shopping to get his favorite food, pasta!

arab.com link

[highfantasy-soul]

A change I loved in NATLA is having Gyatzo's memory calm Aang out of the Avatar state in the first episode and moving Katara talking him down to the end of the season.

It doubles down on the themes of Aang needing to change and come to terms with the past and look to the future. Gyatzo is the past - of course he has a stronger connection to him than a girl he just met like, a day ago. But by the end of the season, her claim that 'we're your family now' is actually true - they've had time to build a relationship and Aang is finally ready to stop clinging to the past and take real, purposeful steps into the future.

Book 1 is the book of change - and they've perfectly set the foundation for him to take up the role of Avatar himself rather than trying to get the past to do the job for him. He's learned about and helped the world in his journey north, now it's time for him to take those lessons into his training and get to work.

[veronicathegoddess]

i hate when someone invites me to like do something or go somewhere but they also invite someone i dislike, that they know i dislike and when i say i don't want to come because that person is there they're like it's fine, just ignore them...because i want to spend money i barely even have to spend time around people that have hurt me????? like if i don't like the person, idc who else is there and if i can ignore them, i'm not gonna put myself into a situation like that and idk why that's so hard for people to get

[theflyingfeeling]

...💩

[carcarrot]

anyway a different sneaky plan worked out in that i was able to find old listing photos of my dream house and ough..... i need her .....

[siena-sevenwits]

:-)

[lightblueminecraftorchid]

brain is screaming and running around like a toddler this week bc of all the changes happening

If I can make it through the end of exams without crying it will be a miracle

[tchaikovskym]

My 2023 was wild, not in a way that anyone would use the term "wild" except me

[chika-nyan]

Lies down. So it looks like my job is actively trying to moorder me so I’ll probably be mostly ded for a while. Honestly at a breaking point, can you believe vacation was just last month? :) Gonna keep doing my best to hold on for that mid-late spring exit/quitting time with next vacation but it’s going to be a trial forsure.

[medicinemane]

"DIY tiny home you can build in weeks", ok... now lets see the cost

...seven and a half minutes later, the answer is $75k... so when you include land and all the rest of it, so basically nothing right?

This is my problem with tiny homes stuff, it's for rich people

[letisnotonfire]

I feel like every month there's some brazilian I know going to portugal

[rosie-b]

Are you planning more Ladrien fics?

Kind of? Ladrien is my favorite side of the lovesquare, and I do have a couple ideas for Ladrien fics in my head, but no really concrete plans for them yet. Eventually, there’ll be an accidental confession fic, a Goddess/Priest AU, and I keep thinking about doing a Ladrien time travel fic, since there are so many like that for the other sides of the square. But I have a lot of WIPs right now, so who knows when I’ll get the chance to finish my next Ladrien story!

[aesethewitch]

When I was a kid, we moved into a house that had a huge lilac tree out front. It was mostly rotten, and it needed to be taken down before it fell. It took a while, but eventually, it was gone.

Mostly. A couple years later, little lilac babies popped out of the ground in its place. My mom was determined to get rid of them, because she'd planted a beautiful flower garden there, and the lilac trees would overshadow and kill the whole garden. I insisted on saving at least a few saplings. She said fine, but I had to dig them out and put them in pots myself.

So, I did. I spent days digging little lilac bushes out of the ground and putting them into pots. Some couldn't be saved, but some could. When all was said and done, I had five brand-new lilac saplings. Seven or eight years old, and it was my absolute pride and joy.

Three died due to sun scorching, severe drought that no amount of watering could save, and perhaps just being moved from their place in the ground. But two survived, and I was awfully proud of them! I'd go out and talk to them every single day. I watered them by hand and made sure they were fertilized properly. I learned all about their favored environments, and I was determined to make sure they lived.

One of my mom's friends saw what I was doing with the lilacs. She asked if she could have one to put in her backyard, and I agreed on the condition that she take very, very good care of it.

It's now fucking enormous. I'm talking ten feet tall and bursting with beautiful purple flowers every spring. My mom still gets updates each year as they start to bloom, which she forwards to me. And all I can think is, "That's my friend! Thriving some twenty years on, there it is."

The other tree nearly died, too. It lived in a pot for far, far too long. I wanted to plant it somewhere in my parents' yard, but my mom was reluctant. Eventually, we agreed to put it in the far back garden. It grew okay for many years, despite the shade, but in all these years, it's never bloomed.

Last year, the massive tree casting massive shadows over the lilac and the garden cracked in half and fell. It tumbled into the garden, crushing part of the nearby shed and destroying a few plants beneath it.

It missed my lilac by inches.

The clean-up is long done. The rest of the tree has been cut down, and my lilac has full sunlight for the first time in fifteen years. It won't bloom this year, I know. But it's got new shoots up. It's taller than ever. I spent half an hour a few weeks ago praising it for surviving all this time, dreaming about its future and telling it how I believe it'll become the tall beauty it's always been meant to be.

I think next year, I'll see flowers.