#drinking my morning coffee

[buggachat]

does anyone else form their headcanons of marinette and adrien largely on the basis of "they have to be opposite each other"? like, creation and destruction, yin and yang, etc. like Marinette being late all the time and sleeping through her alarms? so she's probably a deep sleeper? So that means, by the laws of my lovesquare headcanons according to my brain, Adrien has to be a light sleeper. Marinette is a chaotic creative person and I can imagine her just having so much STUFF all around and living in organized chaos. so therefore Adrien likes his spaces neat and clear. (also something something creation and clutter vs destruction and emptiness) you know??? ???? ? adrien and marinette headcanons just cant be independent of each other in my brain. they are always intrinsically linked

[stopthatfool]

Consistently shocked by the idea that people think Bradley Rooster Bradshaw is chill and laid back. He’s actually shockingly unchill. He is the opposite of chill. He did not inherent any of his parents chillness. He’s a loser who’s too invested in everything.

Like ya hi I’m Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw and I cut off my remaining family, surrogate father, and support system for 15 years cuz he pulled my naval academy papers because he didn’t want me to die like my biological father and because my mother wanted me to be free of the navy’s confinements and to exist outside of a system that physically uses me for their own power and political gains— gains I will never experience and feel for myself. A system that sees me as no more than a number, a soldier, something easily replaceable, as a body to be sacrificed in a war that i did not start nor will i finish.

“Bradley's chill.” No he’s not. He’s a beast. He’s a 30 something year old man whose entire purpose revolves around holding a grudge and proving his surrogate father wrong. This beast who literally said this to his surrogate father— "No wife. No kids. Nobody to mourn when you burn in." Beastly. Ghastly thing to say. 15 years and he still hates the guy who's been there for him since day one. He’s a guy who refuses to even begin to understand where Mav was coming from or to even think of what his mother wanted. He’s evil. And I love him.

Hi I’m Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw and when someone brings up a well known, easily accessible fact that my father and surrogate father used to fly together I will try to cause physical harm against them and my friends will have to physically hold me back. I’m Bradley Bradshaw and I was willing to put my entire career on the line (the one in which I put my family aside for) so I can attack and beat this guy up.

I love his big ol’ Bambi eyes… he’s evil and fucked up and he’s not chill. Yes he wears jorts and tropical shirts, but that just means he’s gay and a fucking liar. Just cuz he looks like some surfer dude does not mean that he’s actually laid back like one. He’s lying to himself— trying to convince himself he is something that he is not and never will be. He is unchill. He’s lame. He has undiagnosed anxiety and it physically expresses itself through anger and loserly-ness. He cares so much to the point of self sabotage. He will always be unchill, no matter how much he tries to change that fact.

Y’all ever want to cradle a grown man in your arms? (graphic design is my passion)

[oh-lordy-lord-save-me]

jei sketches :)

[the-brucest-fan]

There's nothing better than a nice cup of coffee (or tea) in the morning ☕💕

Do you have a favorite morning drink?

[halcyone-of-the-sea]

M...m...m...Mandalorian!Ghost AU

Brb I gotta write this down

[isaut]

rex tries, he really does.

it’s easier to form commentary about things he’s seen in real life— landscapes come easy. the sunlight and nightbreak are always accompanied by animals he’s never had the pleasure of seeing (animals flee during war).

his comments are filled with “really pretty” and “good lighting” and you hum and giggle and hold his hand.

it’s enough.

the hardest thing is abstract art. he’ll stand by your side in front of these pieces for hours, looking at shapes and canvases of only one color. he supposes it’s a feat that the brushstrokes are invisible (“remember how defined they were when we were looking at the impressionist paintings?”). he guesses it’s something like picasso even though you’ve told him time and again it’s not.

he doesn’t understand how you can spend so much time in front of a plain, red canvas. even after he’s read the little plaque to the side.

surely there are more landscapes to look at.

but rex is quiet. he stands next to you.

“mosset thought life had no meaning after he watched his planet fall into a war,” you say. you sound almost like you’re giving a tour, but softer. “he was a refugee to naboo— and ended up working for a painter stretching canvas. he didn’t understand why he had survived. art had no meaning to him anymore.”

rex doesn’t chime in that he doesn’t think this counts as art.

“anyways, when he set out to paint this it was as a meditative process. the paint is actually layers thick in different colors, and the canvas has been restretched multiple times. it’s rewoven in certain places to make it longer.”

rex supposes that’s interesting.

“either way. the end goal of the painting was to do what mosset thought he couldn’t do anymore: take up space.”

rex mulls over your explanation. he looks over the red canvas again, and can’t see any imperfections. there’s no clump of dried paint, no sew of canvas.

“what happened to mosset?” rex asks.

“he killed himself shortly after finishing the piece.”

“do you tell the patrons that?”

“absolutely. the painting carries on and takes up space for him even though he left this world believing he couldn’t. most patrons don’t care about this painting, though.”

“did you know him?”

you pause. “yeah. i met him once.”

rex nods. he does what you often do: tilt his head to side as he reexamines the painting. the context tugs on something deeper than his heartstrings.

“i think i get it,” rex murmurs.

you squeeze his hand and rest your head on his shoulder. “i thought you might.”

[ouatsqincorrect]

Not me thinking about writing a fanfic where after Regina said in the underworld "Pleasey you're to good for Hook" Emma asks her "Am I good enough for you?"

Because the potential that scene had!! I am dying for them😭

WHAT. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME ANON????

[nukihowlter]

dnp pizza mukbang is stronger than any party drug u could ever give me

[downfalldestiny]

Morning routine ☕ !.

[coffeviews]

Cute cafe from today ☕🛥️

[scatteredpiecesofme]

I woke up this morning with a random thought in my mind.

In S3 I want a Wilmon intimate scene in Wille's room, in Wille's bed, but with the boys positioned with their heads towards the window (I'm going to elaborate, give me a minute).

We know that Wilhelm sleeps with his head on the window's side. But each time he is with Simon, both in S1 and S2, they lie in bed in the opposite way (their heads towards the door of the room). In S1 I thought it was just for logistic/cinematic purposes: August wouldn't be able to see and film Simon's face if they were lying on the regular side: from outside the window he would only see their feet. In order to shoot that scene they needed to lie the other way round. But then they repeated this in S2 and it started to feel like a pattern.

I remember some analysis posts where a symbolic/metaphorical meaning was suggested. Something about them breaking the rules. In pursuing a queer relationship Wille does the exact opposite of what is expected from him, of what his role would impose him to do. Just by being in love with a guy and acting on his feelings, he defies the whole system on which monarchy and tradition are based. The two boys being positioned in a reversed way, then, could be the visual representation of their actual circumstances.

We don't know for sure if this was the authors' intention or it's just us, the fandom, reading too much into it, but I loved this interpretation and sticked to it. Given the level of attention to details in yr, however, chances are that the choice was intentional.

In that perspective, in S3 I would really like Wilmon to be intimate and happy together lying in the 'regular' position, as a metaphorical statement about their relationship being equal to and having the same validity and dignity as any other (and by 'other' I mean straight), as well as the representation that something has shifted in their dynamics (as it actually has, with them now being together and out).

That said, I will gladly take any intimacy scene they give me, in whatever context, place, and position. Just let them be happy and carefree for a split moment!

[blood-injections]

Something something um Ghouls scar being made by Kobra because they fucking hated eachother for a while not for any particular reason. and one day no one was around to stop them from going too far and one of their fights evolved and they hated eachother but theyre crew so despite it all, they know eacother, and they both say some horrible things that hit where it hurts, and theres a knife, and then ghouls on the floor, cheek slashed open, and kobras probably concussed and his nose is broken, the break that made it so crooked, the one he could never set right, and it hits them both at once, that theyve taken this too far. And they hate eachother but again, they're fucking crew, so Kobra runs inside for the first aid kid and stitches up the wound he made, and they talk, for the first time, and theyve both left marks on eachothers faces that will stay with them for the rest of their lives and theres something kind of meaningful in that. And thats the day they stop hating eachother.

[abirddogmoment]

The dog chairs through the years.

[ihopeucomehomesoon]

i won’t hold people to the same standards i have on myself in terms of friendship bc everyone shows they care in different ways

[thebirthofvenusfly]

finished In Stars And Time about 10 minutes ago and i am definitely going to be normal and okay and sane and not emotional at all whatsoever about this game

[natjennie]

wait hold on the fact that the gummies I take aren't illegal. like you can just buy them from a store. but can be the reason for not getting a job doesn't make any fucking sense. it would be like if they did a urine test and saw that you've eaten dark chocolate recently and you couldn't have the job. you're fired for taking tylenol 3 days ago. like what the fuck do you mean ingesting a completely legal substance in my free time is a problem. why is it any of your fucking business. they give people smoke breaks. what are you talking about.