#I'm just... on the couch

[pridoo]

coming home to this wyd

[sensitiveheartless]

this was a result of me reading this post/conversation between @originalaccountname and @iwritenarrativesandstuff (hope you guys don't mind the tagging skjfksdjf) and getting really sad about Chuuya — and I had been rewatching the Dark Era episodes for the billionth time and was thinking about Oda and Dazai hugging Ango while they're all smelly to make him go with them, and so I thought "ok what if Dazai did that to Chuuya but in the process they both accidentally discovered how touch-starved Chuuya is"

[scificrows]

i like to make fun of murderbot for being all "i hate everyone, i don't care about anything or anyone, fuck off" while simultaneously caring very much about the people around it and the situations it finds itself in. i love how it "accidentally" ends up caring quite a lot about the friends it makes along the way. but i think something that i tend to forget is that murderbot actively decides to care - at least at some point in its story.

idk, as a person that struggles with depression, this paragraph from artificial condition really resonates with me. prior to all systems red, murderbot had contracts. it had routine and it had protocols. it knew what it had to do to just get by, how to perform so no one would notice it had disabled its governor module. it was deeply depressed, yes, but it was functioning (for lack of a better word). in artificial condition, murderbot's routine is gone. it cannot go on in that state of numbly going-from-contract-to-contract, putting in as little effort as possible, consuming media to cope. that option is gone because it escaped (and note that escaping the company was not an active choice, it kinda happened to it). murderbot has two options now: it can either gather all its energy; actively do something new and difficult and distressing; change something in its life and try. or it can let the numbness and the emptiness take over and stop trying. if murderbot wants to survive as a rogue secunit, it has to try. no matter how difficult that is. the wording in that paragraph really hits home for me. the way the non-caring sees an opportunity to slip in and to take over. does murderbot even care? does anything really matter? is anything really worth the hassle? wouldn't it be so much easier to just let your mind slip away a little, to go numb, to be passive, to watch media and wait for things to happen to you? wouldn't it be nice to stop thinking and struggling and feeling complicated things? to stop making an effort? you've been dealing with a lot lately and maybe it's time to just shut down. maybe you'll just take a little break. just slip deeper into this chair and start the show. time flies when you're not paying attention. trying is exhausting. who cares if you don't do the things you wanted to do, you were supposed to do. it'll be fine. let's just ignore those things for now. just let the non-caring take over. just stop thinking. you can deal with the aftermath later. just watch your shows. who cares. but murderbot cares. it decides to care. it decides to fight with all it has and i think that is so brave. and i think in the later books caring is less of an active decision for murderbot. once you start caring, it's easier to keep going than to stop; and murderbot, for all its "i'm a grumpy rogue secunit, leave me alone" behavior, knows just how important caring is. so it's not that it doesn't know what's happening; rather, it lets itself care. tl;dr: caring is not the default for murderbot, it's just the more difficult of two options. and it decides not to take the soft option. it decides to struggle. it decides to care. and so it does.

[princessamericachavez]

like yes yes eddie needs to choose and buck needs to be chosen but also 

Eddie needs to get over the very big trauma of losing his wife. Last time he dated someone he had literal panic attacks at the thought of her being mistaken for Chris’s mother and as much as we saw him work through in therapy we never?? really?? talked?? about?? that?? So, yeah, Eddie needs to realize that he’s at a point where he’s ready to risk his heart and give love a second chance 

(and maybe realize he already did becase there already is a partner in his life who gets consistently confused for Chris’s guardian and it feels natural to him?? but he still needs to realize he’s ready for love)

And Buck needs to be ready to be in a relationship where he’s loved for who he is, where he doesn’t bend and twist to fit someone else’s expectations. And for that Buck needed to die, and needed to come back, and now he needs to process that trauma and steady himself. 

(and Buck loves so quickly, so openly, so loudly, and he gives so much of himself and he wants to be loved that way, and maybe he’ll realize that he already?? is?? loved?? but he needs to let himself accept it)

so basically, it’s not only a matter of choice... eddie needs to be ready to love and buck needs to accept that he is loved if they are ever going to find each other properly together

and that, my funny little friends, is the point of their arcs were we are at right now

[pollyna]

More than once, when Bradley comes back from school, and later from the Academy and from deployment, to find his dads still wearing their uniform, cuddling on the couch, more asleep than awake. Most of the times dad is cuddling against the pops' side and pops arms around dad, but one, spectacular weirdo time (and he has the photos to prove that) pops was half lying on dad and half of his body was on precarious balance and a moment away from falling down, while dad was occupying half of the couch, a satisfied smile on his face and one hand between pops' hair.

[ellsey]

I just wanted to say that we have proof that Yor can actually touch her husband without freaking out anyway love that journey for her

[jtl-fics]

Man there is nothing worse than just wanting to read a fic that doesn't exist but also not having the will to write it.

I just want to read an Andrew who has a hard time keeping his hands off of Neil and always wanting to be like massaging him. Not even like in a spicy way just like he has Neil sit between his legs during movie night so that he can give Neil scalp massages and Neil has yet to make it through a movie when Andrew's hands are on him like this. Andrew sees Neil's shoulders all tense after he gets in his head about something and Andrew coming over and his fingers are digging into knots and rubbing Neil's neck. Neil ran a bit too far during his run and Andrew's got Neil's gross ass foot in his lap and looking at a reflexology notebook. Neil having a nightmare and Andrew's just rubbing his back.

I just desire Andrew being given blanket permission to touch Neil and using that permission to bring comfort.

[revenantghost]

It's not just at you, but all of us. But why, why are we always finding new reasons to cry because of Wolfwood's death ? I swear, even if I'm not someone that into fandoms, that this fandom can NOT get over this, I've never seen this happen anywhere else ! Even in One Piece ! We cried for a boat and still do, but we can BREATHE between cry sessions

Like, I swear volume 10 is cursed, there's no other way that a fandom can be traumatized by a couch

Honestly, Wolfwood may haunt the rest of the narrative of Trimax, but he's also haunting the narrative of my life. I thought that I was going to be normal about Trigun. I haven't had any story hold my interest more than three months, much less have I really gotten into any fandoms. And then. That damn (beloved) manga.

I hate the couch, I admire the couch, I loathe the couch, I cry upon seeing the couch

What sort of drug did Nightow put in that fucking couch???

(Grief. That's the drug he put in it. A grief far too deep and far too real.)

[miramelindamusings]

The moment there is a bit of cool weather where I live, all I can think about is rumbelle. I've been thinking alot about Lacey too so here are a few of the sketches I've done :)

[sergle]

are you still thinking of getting a second dog?

ACTIVELY?????? god, no-- I was seriously considering that black dog because she was so beautiful, but I'm not looking to start the Dog Process anew just yet. Hugo is plenty, and he's only just grown up!!

Nebulously, in The Future, I'm still holding onto the idea tho! a friend of ours recently got a puppy (smaller breed than Hugo, one of those aerodynamic herding mixes), so Hugo got to spend the day with her when they came around, and it v much confirms my pre-held belief that he is very careful!! and perfectly capable of watching a puppy. of course, I already kinda knew that, because he's never had trouble with smaller creatures before.

[elfcollector]

You can assume I’m generally aware there’s a war on, Commander!

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Are you still active on tumblr?

YES I am!! Sorry friends for dropping off the face of the earth, I got a job and I had to move and it was a lot. But I am less stressed now and I hope I can get back to posting more regularly!! I really missed it (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

I will never leave tumblr because there is no other place on the internet where I can tell people that 80% of the time when I try to introduce myself to someone in the office that I haven’t met yet I get so focused on smiling and holding eye contact that I forget the part where I actually have to introduce myself (°□°)

[blaithnne]

if I had a nickel for every time Hilda became teary eyed because a close family member was forced to chose between staying with her, or returning to live with their parents in the magical otherworld they're native to, and came THIS close to leaving her only to come around at the last minute, condemning themselves to potentially never see their parents again because the life they've built with Hilda is more important to them, their bond is unbreakable and their love eternal, and they'd move mountains to make her happy, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.

[yourlocalcorviddad]

Saw a post about Danny calling Dani his little Comet, this one, and then I had an idea to and mix it with a favourite Hozier song, Work Song. Feel free to add or whatever if it strikes you!

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"Ah, shh, shh little Comet, it's ok, I've got you."

The attempt at keeping his voice steady didn't really work, but he was sure he was keeping a good hold on his emotions at least, since Ellie was calming down in his hold. It didn't mean he wasn't panicking inside at the situation but he was managing. He only had to make it a few more weeks before the others could come, then everything would be safe.

He got her settled in his bed, sleeping and calm now. He had a crib for her, and Jordan too eventually, but he couldn't really stand the thought of them to far. So bed it was.

Both clone and future self had been deaged due to the damage taken, done at Frostbite's direction to heal and better stabilise both. Jordan's injuries had come in defence of both him and Ellie, and, like a weird mirror, Ellie's from defending him and the injured Jordan when he was to weakened from injuries to fight. Ellie had just been deaged from it Dan, who he decided was going to be called Jordan too give himself some separateness, was reverted to his core. In an effort to protect and give him time to heal, he has him inside himself, next to his own core. He'd been warned it meant that Dan would likely take on more of being like his child than his future self, but he just wanted him alive, not like he didn't have the risk of it anyway, at least this time it was under his control.

There was no hope of returning to his dimension, it had been clear at that point, but they had been trying to free all the ghosts they could and get all liminal people and their family rounded up to safety before the GIW got to them. Danny, as the heir prince-until he was of age for the throne at 100-was sent ahead to bridge trust with another dimension, this one in fact, to see it they could bring their people, his people, there.

Clockwork and the Ancients and Observants worked with his parents and the others from town, and other liminality touched people, to get everyone into the ghost zone, which he had leaned also got called the Infinite Realms, safely and cut off that dimension from it.

Apparently that's what most magical creatures had done to that one anyway, long ago. He'd even met the descendents of the witches that had been hunted by, and thus placed the curse on, his family back when Amity was a village.

They'd lifted the, severely weakened by then but still present, curse after apologies were made and explanations done. It was a relief, even though it is likely what had even held him tethered to life enough to become a halfa at all, but he felt more at ease now without it.

All in all, it led him to where he was now though. A new world, a new set of rules, similar but still so different, and two kids that were essentially his.

The sudden crash outside his window on the alley side had him rushing over, ready to defend as best he could, still healing from the injuries in the last fight with the GIW, in case it was a villain attacking.

Only to pause at the sight of the, now likely unconscious, blue and black clad vigilante in the dumpster below.

"Fuck... Well can't leave him, who knows who'd find him there."

It took a bit of work, and mild use of his weak but still present powers, but he got him up stairs and into his apartment onto the, comfortable if he said so himself, couch.

Once there, he checked him over for injuries, careful not to take the domino off and keeping him as clothed as possible, but tending to his wounds as best possible. Doing so, he realised the other was probably only about 20-21, close to his age at least. It made him wonder how long the other had been a hero, and made a thought to ask later.

For now he settled in to make some food -that hopefully wouldn't accidentally come alive again-and keep an eye on his daughter and the hero.

[buckleydiazmp4]

not to get all "actually☝️" about it but. the whole point of this is the fact that it isn't at all eddie's fault and buck just doesn't know how to properly process or recognize his feelings and know what he's missing *until* he gets presented with a specific situation. in truth buck has no right to be mad at eddie for building bonds with other ppl and it's why he has to do some introspection. this is not a "oh no poor buck eddie apologize to him!!!" thing, it's about buck getting, for lack of a better term, a good emotional humbling. eddie deserves good friendships and relationships, full stop. and if he likes the way he feels when he hangs out with tommy then great!! he's his own person and not a tool to further buck's character. but you also can't expect buck to immediately recognize that because, again, and for the millionth time, the whole POINT is that he doesn't. so if it has to get ugly and uncomfortable and embarrassing for him to do so then that is what will happen and that doesn't make either of them bad people. this is not a blame to be passing around. it's just them being human beings

[ozzgin]

I think I must be a different breed of women, cause I think I actually find having a dick thrusted into my cervix to be a pleasurable feeling 🙈

Other evidence of my reasoning as to why I could handle strong monster dick…When I got my IUD, it felt like a bit of an inconvenience, rather than the death sentence pain a lot of other women tend to report. No numbing, drugs, or anything for the procedure. I just raw dogged it, and I was quite underwhelmed by the entire experience. I was fine walking back home from the medical place, and only got very light cramping a few days afterward 😋

Also I forgot to mention, but I found the bratty reader x politician yandere story to be especially hilarious to me personally because I actually performed something similar to one of the scenes 🤫

-👘

Somehow the dots are starting to connect. Do tell me more. Make yourself comfortable.

Everyone else is invited to drop by in the comments and share their own reasoning of why monster fucking would work out for them. Today I'm hearing y'all out.