#like it all went by in a blur

[mochapanda]

finished my reread of dungeon meshi. it felt so weird reading all the later chapters collectively and not like. 6 months apart.

[lunarharp]

What led to this (orufrey comic, cw an uncomfortable/creepy scene)

[faunandfloraas]

Nothing funnier to me than a fansite that horrifically white washes pics of the guys until they genuinely look like walking corpses but then will have DO NOT EDIT in all their captions like baby.... if there's anyone here who should have the editing software taken away, it's you...

[icewindandboringhorror]

examining a seemingly normal image only to slowly realize the clear signs of AI generated art.... i know what you are... you cannot hide your true nature from me... go back where you came from... out of my sight with haste, wretched and vile husk

[jules-and-company]

one thing about me is that i’m an orestes-electra-pylades defender. if you don’t hear them being defended anymore that means i am deceased

[averlym]

whshdfhfjf.,,,

[felsdumpsterfire]

Not me looking for refs of the monsters in Fear and Hunger just to he hit with this thing

Was genuinely flabbergasted- terrified even, like, what the FUCK are you doing, big bro Night Lurch *read: terrified*

[sentencemix]

who up struggling to find motivation to do the things they like

[asurrogateblog]

all in all it was all just ducks on the wall

[lovely-blue-galaxy]

Just some blushing boys~

[tele-mesmerism]

is it like unfathomable to ppl on here that not everyone was taught the same things in school or were barely taught them or not in ways they could use or understand. like sorry i went to the alt school and was barely taught reading comprehension and we didnt like. finish books and a lot of where we shouldve learned to use skills was like. ok write an essay on this im not gonna teach you what ur spsd to be doing

[goldenjuniper]

omg sorry about going inactive for so long !!!!!! school kept me BUSY busy

hopefully have time to start drawing the sillies again during holiday break!! i missed sun n moon ueueueue

[ratatatastic]

its such a gem thing to think about taking someones idea for yourself but never going through with it until theyve personally pissed you off so bad and you want to twist the knife in a bit more

its a june gem thing to do think about it, rationalise it, realise they havent pissed you off and doing it anyways

ergo june gems are genuine maniacs and a hazard to society

[aziraphale-protection-squad]

right. so. i'm taking the angel and i'm wrapping him in a soft blanket and i'm telling him that NO ONE has the right to touch him without his consent.

no matter how well they know each other and got along previously.

or how angsty the person feels about possibly never seeing him again.

or how much Aziraphale might even possibly WANT to be intimate with that person on some level, someday, when they're okay again.

there are no ways around this:

if he's not READY for it, or if he's not in the MOOD for a kiss, then NO ONE SHOULD BE KISSING HIM. PERIOD.

[songtwo]

like being a good artist is SO easy like mexicans are sick and tired of gringos and white ppl and musicians treating latam like shit but we adore interpol bc they know we’re the country that listens to them the most and they don’t take that for granted instead they take every chance to show their gratefulness and take the time to learn the language and culture like! it really is that easy!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Legend, moving past grief, living in the hopeful bittersweetness of repair. He chose to go on another adventure, to be a hero again.

The ocean hummed in the distance, loud, crashing waves beating into his skull. The sun was beginning to dip under the horizon, hidden by the endless sea, painting the sky golden and dyeing the water with iridescent qualities. Sea foam bounced cheerily across the beach, blown by the constant breeze, carrying a taste of salt into his mouth.

Link stared at the foam as it skidded to a halt at his feet.

He'd gotten to the mainland two days ago, but he hadn't moved since. He was almost out of water. He hadn't eaten in nearly an entire day.

But he couldn't get himself to leave.

What had been the point of any of that? Had it been real? He knew it had been real, it had to be, she had to be--

Link squeezed his eyes shut, burying his face into his knees, tucked into his chest.

He'd had to choose. He'd had to choose between living in a dream forever or accepting reality.

Why did reality have to be so damn awful?

Link squeezed his legs even tighter. It had seemed to simple in the heat of the moment. Why wouldn't he want to return to reality? The dream was wonderful, but it was a dream. It was beyond foolish to think remaining there was okay. He woke up on driftwood for heaven's sake, he would have died if he hadn't woken up.

Then why did it hurt so much?

Dreams weren't normally so real, they weren't normally so immersive. The Wind Fish was a spirit for goddess' sake! Magic was clearly involved - what if there had been a way to--to--

To what? Transfer fiction to reality? Make Koholint real?

Make Marin real?

He hadn't slept in two days. What if he went back to Koholint when he closed his eyes? What if this was all still a dream? What if Koholint had been the reality?

Link shook his head. He knew that wasn't the case. He knew it.

Had they been conscious, real people at some point? Had they been lost at sea as he had? Had he just destroyed their chance at escape, destroyed their only remaining existence? Had he freed them from their spiritual captivity? Was he a murderer or a savior?

Did any of it even matter?

Link tasted bitterness in his mouth. He didn't want to move. He couldn't leave. He felt heavy and dizzy and sick.

But sitting here didn't change anything. Being lost in his thoughts wouldn't bring them back, it would only destroy the justifications he made for the decision in the first place.

Because he couldn't live in a dream. He wouldn't just let himself drift in the ocean and die to hide from reality. That wasn't who he was.

He was a Hero of Courage. And no matter how awful reality could be, no matter how terrifying or lonely or cruel, it could be beautiful and amazing and an adventure. He just had to seek it out.

Marin wouldn't want me to be sitting here dying slowly.

Swallowing thickly, Link slowly rose to his feet, feeling dizzy at the sudden change in position after staying there so long. It was growing dark, but the moon was rising, shining brightly on his face. It was cold, but he felt warmth in his heart. It was quiet but his mind was screaming.

One step. Then another. You have to keep moving forward.

And so he did.