#nahhhh

[inkskinned]

"the curtains weren't blue on purpose. why should we care?"

my love! let me ask you this - did you eat breakfast today? this tiny moment in your life. just think about it. did you?

for some of you, the answer is yes and for some of you it is technically and for some of you it is does coffee count. some of you reached for cereal or gmo-free overnight oats or frozen waffles or 3-day-old pizza. sometimes we eat the same thing, every day, for weeks. i get tired of eggs randomly, only to go back to craving them desperately. i'm cuban; i take my coffee like my father showed me, very milky and sweet.

some of us ate in a hurry. some of us hate eating breakfast but if we don't we will get nauseous later. some of us took our meds first or took our meds after. some of us have a kitchen 5 feet wide and sometimes it's the biggest room in the house. some of us are confident there will be food in the pantry and some of us flinch and say well, the paycheck is coming. some of us turn on a podcast while we eat or we scroll our phones or write in our diaries.

some of us are choosing, specifically, not to eat breakfast. some of us are too busy. some of us are pretending we "just forgot," but we are ignoring the warning signs that everything feels too-heavy. some of us are so consumed with anxiety or grief that we can't eat. some of us can't stand up long enough to make our coffee. some of us have no table to sit down and eat.

i cannot tell you what an artist "meant" by their choices. but they did have to make a choice, conscious or otherwise, to give you information. to give you a little bit more light. each of these choices are little stars of data; connecting speckles for you to weave through, drawing a line.

you cannot use a mirror in a dark room. for some of us; we will not care that the curtains are blue, because that will just be a data point and not enough light to see by. for some of us, the blue curtains will be the same as our childhood bedroom. it will make us seasick. for some of us, blue will be the color of frostbite. it might look like a pixel up close; but from a distance, oh! the picture blooms.

i cannot tell you what will stick out for you. what will carry meaning. some of you will read the sentence "i didn't have breakfast today" and say "this means nothing." some of you will read that and say "oh, me neither." some of you will say "this means the character is probably a little grouchy." some of you will say "oh, i wonder if they're okay. why didn't they eat anything?" ... art is a mirror. i am holding hands with you, over space and time, and asking you to feel something with me.

i want you to read my work and find a blue pair of curtains. i want you to read my work and find things in it that i never imagined placing. i have no way of knowing what will resonate with you, that's true. and maybe i just was hungry while i wrote this, and thinking about the eggs in my fridge. but if you found meaning, that meaning is yours. it cannot be erased just because i didn't "intend" it. you created a different world by interpreting my work. it's collaborative! that's beautiful! that's stunning!

just! imagine looking at the night sky and saying - it's stupid to have a favorite constellation or a favorite star. they're just there.

because here's the thing - across centuries and cultures, we look up. we still find meaning in the stars. these beautiful, lovely scattered accidents. are you looking? they call. and we look back and say oh! of course we are!

[zeecringez]

secret santa🦈💙

bonus shdwpch winter date (not romatic at all)

[ashchoo]

Tw! for loud audio lmao

bruh it’s 1am and I stayed up making this shit 💪💪 the grind never stops

(( @thelone-copper @clownsuu ))

[easilyentertained99]

bro if that bitch wins we need to bring defenestration back

[argumentativeantitheticaldrmgirl]

'Cause you're my religion

You're how I'm living

[fandomwe1rd0]

Rick and Morty analysis because this show is destroying me

I'm still thinking about the fact that Morty is afraid that Rick doesn't care about him when the truth is Rick adores Morty so so so much but would never say it.

He'll constantly insult Morty, but Morty is the only thing keeping Rick stable, I would even say the only reason for Rick to live.

He was straight up willing to let himself die in Solaricks, but only chose not to after hearing that Morty sees him as his grandpa, despite him not even being Morty's original Rick. He's the one who saves and protects him constantly, the one who could get a replacement at any time, but chooses not to.

Rick is just afraid of loving someone, thinking they'll die and he'll relive the trauma with Diane and Beth all over again.

Rick even sacrificed himself for Morty, proving that he loves and cares about Morty more than himself, his only request was that Morty be a better person than him.

Rick adores Morty, and is terrified that he does, so he keeps thinking if he ignores the emotions and constantly insults Morty, he'll start believing the insults, but the opposite happened. Morty believed those insults, and Rick just kept caring about Morty more and more.

I might be over anaylzing this but I made this instead of doing something productive so I hope you enjoyed it <:

[pixlokita]

Coworker: so… y’all got discord?

Me:

Me:

[snapdragons-nest]

Rewatched Gift of the Nightfury I forgot how adorable Astrid is in that short I'm going to eat her alive!!!!!

[grimlin-gromlin]

[pokeficdaily]

[daisybeewrites]

my friend, who has just started watching aos, describing the characters:

daisy:

may:

jemma:

fitz:

(+bonus skye from later in the conversation):

[yaopi]

i can't- i just posted this but i never knew them side by side in male version would be a-attractive... e-especially when they're both s-serious??? 🥲

l-look at THEM having that side profile and not smiling and how they show they're moon and sun and dark and light.

[arwensundomiels]

📸 dk_is_dokyeom instagram, 231115

[sophsicle]

im curious, is regulus gonna start trying to recover in the next chapter or are things still gonna get worse before they get better?

or maybe both….

[skeleton-magic-guy]

i might delete this later

feedback is welcomeeee

Title: It's okay...

Transformers Au: Hand in hand together forever.

Blitzwing and Bumblebee are standing on the edge of a small cliff at the end of a forest. On Dinobot Island.

They overlook Detroit at night, the full moon letting light dance across the water... the city in the distance is glowing brightly.

Bumblebee throws a few glaces towards Blitzwing, who is standing motioless beside him. He seemed spaced out he had been like this since they arrived here a few hours ago.

Bumblebee knew the Decepticon was a silent type when his facial plate was blue and normally, he himself would fill the silence with chatter but... today, something felt different.

Blitzwing wasn't just silent. His battlemask was hiding his lower face and his armor was tightly pressed to his frame like he was stressed... his wings lowered like he was concerned about something...

he had stopped hiding his face around Bumblebee long ago just a couple months after they started meeting in secret.

So seeing the mask now back in place felt almost alien...

A few more minutes past with nothing happening between them, a gentle breeze rustling the forests' leafs.

Bumblebee couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey...Blitz" he asked quietly, now turning towards him.

Blitzwing seemed to unfreeze at the motion and looked down towards Bumblebee, but he stayed silent.

Bumblebee gave him a small smile. "Could you maybe kneel down for a minute"

The tripple changer tilted his head but kneeled, placing one servo on his left knee joint while leaning closer, bringing them almost face to face.

Bumblebees face lit up at that and he reached his servos out slowly, seeing that Blitzwings optics were still distant. He placed his servos on either side of the battlemask.

That seemed to do the trick.

Blitzwings wings flinched upwards his optics focused on Bee, his unoccupied servo twitched like he wanted to reach out for the servos placed on his armor.

Bee smilled warmly, seeing the recognition return to Blitzwings optics

"Hey..." Bee spoke quietly, seeing the others' optics become warm... but there was also a certain saddness there.

Bumblebee had seen it before...

"It's okay..." He continued speaking softly, hopping that all the warmth he felt would be audible in his voice.

"You are here... with me in our little safety bubble. " At that Blitzwing seem to perk up again this time his optic twitched probably a small smile beneath the masks brownish metall.

"and im not going anywhere...ok? We are here right now right here, im here for you...and" he looked of to the side fake pouting "its boring to talk to myself when i know you are driffting of" a small chuckle escaped Blitzwing muffled by the mask.

Slowly, two black and purple servos reached up, taking the yellow once into his. They were warm and comforting in the chili autumn air.

Blitzwing pulled Bees servos away from his face, letting the mask retract back beneath his chin, revealing the blue faceplate beneath. the sharp denta that made up his lips pulled up slightly, making Bees spark jump he probably turned blue blushing.

"Thank you, love..." he hummed, intertwing their servos even with the size difference they seem to perfectly fit into each other.

Bumblebee smiled, reveling his denta. before he let it turn into a soft smile as well.

"You dont have to tell me what's wrong Blitz..." he said, looking lovingly at the triple changer. "...just know that everything will be alright as long as we are together... ok?"

Blitzwing nodded. "How could i ever forget... with you at my side..."

They leaned they'r forheads togheter "... everything will 'bee' alright..."

Bumblebee gasped. " Was that-" he snorted, pulling back slightly, staring at the now black face plate. " That was terrible!"

Blitzwings random persona giggled " but honey beeee"

And so they laughed together... till sunrise...

Unown time

location battlefield: earth

Explosions and laser fier can be heard in the distance, a giant spacecraft above.

the grass is burned the forest in ashes....

Detroit is burning in the distance...

and in the far corners near a mountain, on dino bot illand...energon is spilled all over a cliff....at the end of a Forest.. a soft breeze fuels the fier as trees fall... and animal skater...

Two servos, one yellow broken twisted beyond recognition and one Black and purple almost pink from the amount of energon on it, dryed and crusted... they were intwined as the grass and ashes settled around them... forgotten and left to rust...

togheter forever...

[dem0nguy]

I was messing around with stuff and made this:

It’s pretty cool ngl

Some other stuff:

Thas all I got :p