#and a cup of hot cocoa

[batbrainrot]

r.i.p. jason todd you would've loved i bet on losing dogs by mitski 🕊️

The Boy Wonder #2 by Juni Ba

[mcdennis]

i feel so awful. just mentally so tired. moving my body and doing my stupid little tasks is so hard. i just want to lay in bed and hide. i hate this feeling so much. maybe today i will stand in the sun for a while maybe it'll fix me

[gina025]

Snow days

[majima-smoocher]

Y0 was my intro to the series & this poor, exhausted, babyface grows more relatable with each year that goes on

[thoselovelythings]

[pomegranatepip]

sometimes I think about sylus and want to cry and chew on him simultaneously

he is the prettiest boy ever and and i just wanna

yk?

[daily-snufkin]

🌿 DAY 15

Season's Greason's

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VARIOUS HOT DRINKS --315

[pillow-fish]

i had some thoughts and my muse is a sopping wet blond cat so - sanji (and a little bit of luffy) thinkpiece that ran away from me at full speed (whole thing under the cut!)

you have starved all your life-

hungry for love, desperate for affection, grief a gnawing pit in your stomach. you fill the hole as best you can, cooking behind backs and the pounding of fists. silent, never imposing, tense shoulders drawn up to little ears, you tend to the flame in your gut until you are out of tinder, embers settling on the cold stone floor. the emptiness burns, a rumbling growl that echoes around the bars of a barren cell, dead to the world for the crime of wanting. still, that hunger never fades, and when you step on shaking limbs into the sunlight, you begin to find a way to feed the flame, the way you used to.

again, you are starving-

cold, hard rock under your bottom, with that old pirate at your back and the yawning, endless sea ahead of you. days, weeks, months scratched into stone, fingers too weak to clutch at sustenance. the agony in your insides drives you mad, stumbling over to the other side of the rock, knife in your feeble grasp, to find the remnants of a sacrifice. a torn pant leg, flesh gone below the knee. jewels spilling from a sack, the way a lie spilled from the old man’s lips to keep you satiated. now, you both are left wanting, the aching pit of shared dreams dashed forcing you to your knees, and when the ship comes in salvation the thought that eats away at you is why, why, why.

you don’t know you’re still starving-

convinced you have everything you need here. sure, the old man is harsh, and every word that comes out of your mouth is rewarded with a knot on your head, but kindness lies beneath his kicks. that old geezer teaches you everything he knows - how to fight, how to fawn, and most importantly, how to feed. it is among crocks of soup and cigarette smoke that you finally feel full, the warm weight of care filling the gaping maw of your hunger. but it isn’t until you meet him, the boy who bends like rubber, that you realize just how hungry you really are. that your dreams - discarded for the sake of your craft, your debt - are waiting to be dished up.

the boy is starving, too-

jaw unhinging to fill his bottomless stomach as messily as possible. when he trains his beady eyes on you, levels a grin that stretches wide, and declares you a member of his crew, the pang of hunger that wracks your gut is disarming. you want so badly, like you’ve wanted your entire life, to feel free enough to go with him. to sate his endless hunger and yours in turn, to chop and slice and stew and serve and find that sparkling ocean that seemed so real when you were curled against your mother’s breast. but she is gone, and in her place is this loudmouthed, spindly, unbreakable boy in a straw hat who smiles at you like you hung the moon or something, and all of a sudden the old man is nudging you into going with him and your forehead is pressed to the wet deck of the ship and you cry out all the thanks you couldn’t bring yourself to say for ten years and you pick yourself up and the boy grabs your hand and drags you into a new life, and your dream finally begins to simmer on the stove.

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[sunlit-chrysalis]

Current WIP, I apologize for how bad this is, I am not a very good artist.

[lakevalorr]

Had an idea I want to share with the class.

Whenever Twisted Glisten finds a poster or one of those introductory cards of himself somewhere, he tears it to shreds and just has a violent meltdown because he knows that's him and he doesn't look like that anymore (and also because, in the case of that poster, he's alone now, and he knows this).

And he'd get dead quiet if someone were to ask him about it.

[thedaywillcome]

Okay okay HOLD UP!

In season 1, last episode, Nancy gives Johnathan a camera for Christmas. Cuts to Steve asking “Did you give it to him?”

Am I the last to know? Am I the last to like, give this a really hard thought and, well, connect the dots?

Was it Steve who actually gave him the camera?

I feel like this has already been widely acknowledged and I’m just making a fool of myself, but I don’t really give a damn because Steve is now second on the list of best character development (Zuko continues to hold first place but he had more time).

I mean, listen, this young boy, who was raised in a shitty family with no affection and so he learned that the only way to be loved is to be generally likable, and so he learned that he’s of no worth unless people tell him he’s popular and cool, this young boy decided HIMSELF to grow. This young boy, who cares about his friends so much that he gives them his food when they mess up theirs, treated another boy in a way that didn’t sit right with him and said: “I have to make this right immediately.”

He acknowledged his mistakes, he apologized for them, and he did his best to prove to himself and others that he can do better. On his own. Because he wanted to.

Now, I’m a firm believer that Johnathan taking pictures of Nancy and Steve while they were both clothes down was horrible and actually deserved to be called out, but this just makes it even more powerful. Steve thought: “I went too far. Even if it hurt me, I shouldn’t ever hurt back.”

We see this in season 2, 3, and 4 as his thing later. Nancy hurts him and he goes to apologize, eventually letting her gently go. Robin turns him down and he tries to make it easier for her. (Sure, Billy got punched, but in this case Steve was protecting children. And again, these children were kind of mean to him, still he went to bleed for them.)

In season 4, he goes to the Upside Down first, putting his life on the line for others.

He remembers when he used to do things he would regret, and now he would rather die than have to sit with these regrets again.

I love him. Please let him have a nice life. Please let him and Robin get an apartment and laugh while watching Full House and Friends and make margaritas on Friday evenings.

[destructionfang]

i think i just made the perfect coffee, i say as i made hot chocolate that happens to have coffee in it

[a-host-of-dancing-daffodils]

Poirot says life is good. and Hastings response!! Is!!! ‘Yes, it is! Because I’m always near you’!!! !!!!!!

!!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also if ‘viel’ means what I think it means, that’s actually a kind of hilarious typo. Although I think the grammatical gender would have to be different. Anyway

ANNOUNCEMENT: CAPTAIN ARTHUR HASTINGS LOVES LIFE BECAUSE HE GETS TO BE NEAR HERCULE POIROT!!!!!!!! AND HE’S NOT AFRAID TO SAY IT RIGHT TO HIS FACE!!!!!!!!!

[itsalwayscoffeeoclock]