#i truly thought i was losing my mind

[strawberrybyers]

just a cute lil reminder that exactly a year ago we all collectively watched will byers look mike wheeler in the eyes and tell him he is the heart of the group and that because of mike he doesn’t feel ashamed to be different and basically gave the most precious, heartfelt love confession i have ever seen in my life even if will was coding it as el’s feelings

and then during and after will speaking mike wheeler was looking at him like this??!!??!!

like the duffers, noah schnapp, and finn wolfhard really said “oh you think pride month is over? SIKE it’s now extended to july 1” because they fucking delivered with this scene

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[rosykims]

im a eurydice = solas truther btw and ill die for my beliefs

be so serious........ and lavellan as orpheus......

[kingprinceleo]

Maybe doing another or a new hobby can help ! Maybe baking could help, even if u are not really good at it from the get go, is a fun thing to try out

i really should try to get into other hobbies but its very hard!! i have really bad perfectionism habits and immediately drop things im not instantly good at jfdgn and the Horrors make it hard for me to squeeze dopamine out of anything </3 tbh if anyone has suggestions for like, cheap things to do im listening fdbhjghjb

[wexhappyxfew]

Okay Shannon, last night I was headed to bed and BAM Kennedy and Bucky thoughts in my brain. Your writing is so good it’s always on my mind.

But anyway, I was thinking about Kennedy and Bucky as the camps start to get to Bucky. Is Kennedy able to keep him grounded? Does she notice it getting to him and help him process? I just feel like having someone there for him in the camps would have really helped. Also having someone to look after would have given him “a job” sort of.

And SECONDLY, I don’t know what you are planning for the forced march or the escape attempt, but I can’t wait to see the girls with them on the March. I just know protective Bucky (and Brady) are going to be full force.

I just had to pop in and share these thoughts lol. Have a beautiful day!

-☀️

HI SUNSHINE ANON!!!!! 🥹🫶 please know i saw this message earlier and was absolutely letting it marinate in my brain and so i am now incredibly excited to respond! 🥰

HONORED TO KNOW THE KENNEDY X BUCKY THOUGHTS LINGERED A BIT BEFORE SLEEP! 🫡🫡🫡🫡 massive massive honor in my eyes haha!!!! thank you for the writing compliments as well omg! 🥺 that means so much to me truly!! :D

under the cut so plz enjoy my rambles <3

To answer your first question - something I ALWAYS think about and ponder on when I have some mindless things and tasks to do - (1) I would definitely say Kennedy does keep Bucky grounded (in an upcoming prompt with Bucky’s POV we explore that aspect a bit more actually yay!). But Kennedy definitely does, and in some ways, Bucky almost doesn’t notice in, it’s so subtle. But from the time she shows up, he realizes that she’s such a calming and equally comforting presence for him. Probably because she’s confident, a loyal and absolutely incredible friend, and someone who can hold her own. And he admires that about her. A. LOT. It also makes him want to protect her.

SO. Having that *want* to care for and protect someone who he cares for (and slowly realizes - oh wow I think I love her like that too???) really keeps him grounded and going at the end of the day. I really like the take you have of just having someone there to care for and protect and love. For me, you can really see how love (all sorts of love, friendship, family, romantic, platonic, etc….) transcends war. Even though war will always be the horror it is, to get through it, people turn to love. And that’s really what we see here with Kennedy and Bucky and I think it’s quite beautiful :)

I think also Bucky having the want and responsibility to care for someone, mainly the boys and Silver Bullets girls, especially Kennedy, makes him want to stay alive. Because we’ve seen Kennedy begin to take notice a bit (and in this upcoming prompt I touch on it a bit more too!), and so Bucky feeling the need to be safe for her and protect her, really plays a big part in grounding him there altogether 😭

AND TO YOUR NEXT PART …… I have absolutely given some thought and time into the march!!! You know me too well haha! Definitely because it is a major and important part and we have a lot of these very human aspects that come out in this specific series of events - the human want to survive and live, caring for your friends and your allies, the want to keep your crew and your people safe. OH THERE IS A TON AT PLAY HERE!!!!!!!

Don’t even get me started on Protective Bucky and Protective Brady !!!!!!!!! LIKE! Those two are about to be so insanely protective towards their crew and the Silver Bullets, I can see it now!!! IM ALREADY SCREAMING PLEASE KNOW!!!!!!!!! 😭

sunshine anon, your thoughts and ideas and takes absolutely brighten my day and i’m always so happy when you and the others want to share! i always welcome it and always always always enjoy it!!!! :) knowing how much people take interest and want to know more and see more with the characters — it just means so much to me and i’m always so grateful!!! <33333 THANK YOU FOR THE KENNEDY AND BUCKY LOVE! THEYLL FIGURE THEMSELVES OUT I PROMISE!!!!!!!!

[apocalypticdemon]

so i'm finally reading through the terror scripts and i think this was designed to cause me physical pain.

crozier was supposed to be drinking to schubert..... god

[celestriix]

the whole 'temenos finds out that partitio has a crush on hikari and won't stop teasing him about it' is hilarious

but

whats equally as hilarious is if partitio's crush gets to the point that it starts to really annoy temenos

imagine if temenos and throné were about to interrogate and ambush someone and partitio stops them like "we can't be attacking the poor folks here guys"

temenos: so its ok for hikari to go and challenge simple townspeople to fights, but i cant interrogate them?

partitio: uh... yeah

or like

hikari: ah... I don't have enough leaves to bribe this person

temenos: not to worry hikari! allow me to be of assistance-

partitio: hey hikari, here!! take some of my leaves!!

temenos (watching them both completely ignore him): are you kidding me. WE DONT NEED TO WASTE OUR FUNDS I CAN JUST INTERROGATE THEM.

and this poor guy has to deal with listening to partitio talk about how pretty hikari is for at least an hour in the tavern

[space-sheep08]

I think you might find the mother-daughter sexual abuse angle in Black Swan of interest if you haven't already delved into that

yesss

I was really taken aback by their relationship when I first watched the film because the incestuous subtext was pretty blatant and I hadn't seen any discussion around it beforehead. The idea of the abusive mother is still pretty hard to register for certain people, so when you add sexual abuse into the mix, plus inflicted on another woman, it mostly disappears from analysis.

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

finished work tonight and flopped onto my bed to just take a few moments to breathe

a few minutes into this i really couldn't ignore a really bad smell that seemed to be just within range

my cat's had some stomach issues lately and honestly it smelt like one of her hazardous shits and i was worried she'd laid a ripe one somewhere she shouldn't have

so i started searching around and it was the weirdest thing, i absolutely could not pinpoint the smell, it didn't get stronger in any direction except MAYBE my room but even that seemed to come and go. honestly started convincing myself i was imagining things because there was just no constant source anywhere, it would just disappear entirely at times. i searched every corner of my room and nothing. but i could've sworn i was still smelling it periodically

then i thought to check under my bed - not really enough room to lay a nugget but well, it was the only place i hadn't looked

my cat. was under. my bed. the whole. time. did she take a shit under there? no. not at all. was she periodically letting rip some of the most toxic foul smelling farts recorded in the history of ever? yeah. i assume so. so i'm laying on top of the bed like far out why does it smell so bad suddenly? why does it keep coming and going? where is it coming from? and my cat's just underneath farting her little heart out with the stink rising rapidly into my nostrils. no wonder i couldn't track it, there was a stinking culprit not a shit pile

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

i don't know how people who write long fics all the time do it because the past month has absolutely lain waste to me

[no-1-rosalind-lang-apologist]

Guess what I found on the internet today

[kit-katsuki]

ohhhb venting...

[recitedemise]

𝗚𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗲𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀. "With my condition as volatile as it is, I fear that any undue… excitement, may tip it over the edge - so to speak." For a year, he has endured the sinking teeth, that aching bite of the Netherese orb. It siphons magic from his body, complicates his ability to draw from the Weave, but even beyond that, all those matters more arcane, it denies him the freedom to boldly feel. To want in excess, indulgent and fierce. Or to anger, too, hot and spiteful. Any emotion, to be frank, that can rile his heart is, with that blight, remarkably paled. Gale's learned to school his reactions, often tempering sudden flashes of both hate and yearning, forced to but skim from the very top. With the orb unrestrained, he doesn't indulge in racy thoughts, is too careful to go for kisses or chase verbal spats, and turns often instead for his humble tent. He loses himself in books, goes down intellectual quandaries, and thoroughly distracts himself with repeated practice. He doesn't let himself revel in feelings. To be fair, he's not allowed to. Whenever Gale dares, his branded chest shimmers like jewel, and all his ribs and his veins start to grow their teeth. As a consequence, unfortunately, it makes the smallest things mountainous. Even the most innocent things can thunder his heart, and even the smallest of hopes can having him running.

Honestly, this is shown no clearer than in any attempt to romance Gale. During the scene where Gale shares in that magical, wonderful moment with the Weave, there is the thought to kiss him madly or, far more innocently, to join him on a walk, hand in hand. Regardless of the option, Gale blusters visibly, and with the color sprouting delightfully up his throat, there, too, springs awe and waves of yearning. It throttles him like a freight train, surprise grappling at his nerves, and he wants to want. He wants to chase. But he has to pull back, his blight singing its fierce disapproval before Gale contents himself with their half-shy smiles. Of course, he, too, didn't think this possible. Having tempered his feelings for so, so long, the idea that someone likes him is remarkably stunning. He almost thinks it a dream, especially after his fall with Mystra, but now with hope, he doesn't know what to do. He tries to distract himself with their journey and books. His orb scolds his heart. It's becoming much harder. And even after Elminster tames his condition, Gale still, for a time, schools his feelings 'knowing' his fate.

[pawphin]

ABSOLUTELY DECIMATED BY THIS PANEL. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH HE SHOULDERED SO MUCH BY HIMSLEF AT SUCH A YOUNG AGE HE DESERVES ALL TH HUGS CRYING FOR A MILLION YEARS

(Im almosy done w the manga!!! Thank you for bearing w me so far :] )

[millionancientbees]

I made a post about my cat needing dental work (I think she has a tooth infection) and was freaking out about how the fuck I was gonna cough up like $600 for it, offered commissions, etc

And my friend messaged me asking if my graphite drawing of 11 hands was still unsold and asked how much

THEIR FRIEND JUST BOUGHT IT FOR $750

I SOLD A GRAPHITE DRAWING. FOR $750.

I am going to literally pass out. I’m going to start frothing at the mouth. I’m going to start ripping my clothing off and barking in the street. That is literally just under my monthly income. I’m. Losing my mind. Oh my god??? Oh my GOD??? Holy fuck?????????? I can get my cat taken care of??? I don’t have to crawl around and hunt for money??? I sold a graphite. Drawing. For $750????????????????????

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

NOBODY READ MY FIC YET I LEFT IN SOME NOTES TO MYSELF BY ACCCIDENT