#determination of love

[akanemnon]

We didn't even get an answer, and we never will (at least it's not determination)

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[yeoldenews]

The title of a short story about a French girl who sprays a man with a garden hose.

(source: The Philadelphia Times, April 12, 1891)

[tragedykery]

the best characters are ones that suffer from a chronic case of Dramatic Cunt Syndrome

[scurvyboy]

relativity falls but fidd is a member of the losers club or something

[chuthulhu-reads]

[ID: A panel from Dungeon Meshi. It shows the corpses of Senshi, Chilchuck, Izutsumi and Laois all propped up against fancy paintings sitting on the ground against the wall. Marcille is alive but has a reddened, tear-streaked face and a dead-eyed expression as she leans her head against Laios' shoulder, reached out a hand, and says, "Did you give even a moment's thought to how I'd feel surrounded by your corpses...?" End ID.]

God this panel took me right the fuck out. On the one hand, what else can they do? Marcille's the only member of the party skilled enough in magic to do resurrection spells. Laois straight up tells her he's giving her the neck armour because she's the healer, the one they can't afford to lose; she can rez the rest but if she dies, they're all doomed. And it's a uniquely cruel position for Marcille to be in because of her deep, aching fear of outliving everyone she loves, a fear that Laios has to be aware of on some level, even if he doesn't clearly remember the nightmare he rescued Marcille from... but even if he was fully aware of it, that doesn't change the fact that she's the only one of them who can rez. It's inescapable that she has to be in this position, just as, in the end, it's inescapable that she will outlive everyone in this panel even if they live to ripe old ages. Marcille being forced to microdose her inevitable looming grief is a great setup for her making the decision she does when they meet the Winged Lion--how can she go through this again, for real?

[veryluckyclovers]

based on true events. thankful for my loved ones

[whatohitsonfirewelp]

You know what? I don’t WANT an awkward double date. I don’t WANT buck coming out and people having the ‘I know’ reaction or the ‘is it Eddie’ reaction.

You know what I do want?

I want Buck panicking over what to wear for the date. I want Buck flopping on his bed like very teenager after their first kiss all giggly and happy and touching his lips because he kissed a boy

I want Buck smiling every time he says Tommy’s name because maybe it isn’t forever and maybe he’s not even looking for forever anymore but he’s so happy and he’s so light and being with Tommy feels good

I want Tommy to keep calling him Evan, because before Buck was Buck he was Evan and Evan deserves to be happy to be treated so softly and lovingly and Evan deserves to be free.

I want Buck to be happy. To be happy and free and queer in the way we all deserve.

[hualian]

saviours Hualian + Hua Cheng being relatable (head empty only Gege touching him) 🦋 | Heaven Official’s Blessing S2 Ep8

[pavus]

Suri. 🖤

[silvykinesis]

I recently got sucked back down the kingdom hearts rabbit hole whoops ^-^;;

So I’m healing 2008 me by learning how to draw my two favourite boys! ❤️

[ratxiety]

He has a really good arm

[taohs]

we love one (1) respectful boy

[notbecauseofvictories]

completely and entirely forgot that Vetinari and Carrot get together to gleefully "reward" Samuel Vimes and also ruin his blood pressure forever.

[dameronalone]

thinking about how percy jackson is seen as intimidating because of his godly powers from his father but the thing that makes him the most dangerous is his humanity from his mother

[chiquilines]

Public garden study date!!

[hedgehog-moss]

Me this morning: Oh it's snowing! so that's why Pirlouit woke me up braying harder than usual, he finds no twigs to nibble on as he waits for breakfast

Me doing a quick head count of animals in the pasture: ... Ah. No. He was snitching

I have no explanations this time. Just, nothing. Usually when Pampe escapes I can quickly form a solid hypothesis, but all the gates are closed, I found no holes in the fence, and more importantly, no llama footprints except in front of the greenhouse where I found her ominously inspecting my baby cherry tree.

No tell-tale traces in the snow that would be evidence of jumping—it's like she materialised on the other side of the fence with the power of her mind. So I guess she can do that now.

I feel like Poldine is trying to give me a hint but I don't understand it. She can't have escaped here, Poldine! There are no holes and no traces! I even cleared this square metre of snow with my boot and there were no footprints in the mud below, either. (I don't know if Pampérigouste's new mind powers extend to predicting the weather so she can escape just before a snowfall, knowing it will cover her tracks.) (Maybe.)

Or maybe Poldine wasn't trying to help me solve the mystery, just telling her mum "hurry up, she won't give us breakfast as long as you're out." (It's true. No one gets to eat while Pampe is out, and I hope the other animals understand this and blame her for the delay.)

Pampe resents this psychological pressure and now plans to focus her llama mind powers on controlling me like a hay-carrying puppet.