#past that is adjustable i mean

[altrxisme]

/cracks knuckles/ time to readjust the muses' hero verse specifically to adjust to having watched AT.SV

[ddeck]

you know. just like with specific terms and nicknames like clanker or shinie, clones must've come up with unique meanings for their armor paint. like with different meanings assigned to colors of mandalorian armor except since the choice of color is out of their control, all the importance lies in shapes and placement

[fromtheseventhhell]

"Ned doesn't know how to talk with Sansa" Okay but like…where though? Where is it actually anywhere in the books that Ned has trouble speaking with Sansa? Or that he doesn't know how to handle her or "what to do" with her? The conflict people try and invent between them is just so...forced. I wish people would just let it go and stop trying.

[mamawasatesttube]

i like the name "supernova" for adult kon for a lot of reasons (stellar metaphors and imagery are just so good) but one of the chief ones is... something something the violently bright, explosive death of a star. the intent to die brilliantly. to go out with a bang. to never go gentle into that good night. ough kon you have issues <3

[lindsaymendzs]

i fucking love wicked

[sidetongue]

In this story I threw a rope toy which harold got to first. Wylie decided it was highly valuable, and when he missed out, he redirected on harold and bit him out of frustration. Not hard enough to injure, but harder than a play bite, and hard enough to trigger a reaction from harold. Haz gave a BIG snarl, told him to back off, and Wylie snapped out of it. Haz then gave him a warning stare with some lip licks, reinforcing that it was not an appropriate interaction, and Wylie stood back and reflected on his actions.  side characters include Moby strategically ignoring the squabble to sneak away with the prize, budgie appearing out of nowhere to offer appeasement behaviours to Daz, Russell trying to figure out if Wylie has nipples, and Miller sitting back and watching like it’s just another friday 

[sunlightfeeling]

no reason for why Tsuyoshi should have had his aura on here, but it’s extremely welcome

[goldkirk]

oh man, owning a body is way scarier than being in one while not owning it is

[primowishes]

//With Lynette by default I treat her knowledge of the Harbingers outside of Arlecchino basically the same way I know the upper-level supervisors that I work under. She knows who they are (of course) and if someone refers to them by name or title, it's not really a question. But if she hasn't seen them in person, she's not going to necessarily recognize them by appearance.

[nohkalikai]

every time i talk w my parents i have to remind myself not to get swayed by their doting affectionate act.

[lunaetis]

[ damn, i haven't written anything non-eden for a WHOLE MONTH here, i'm rusty af hjlkhkhjlk ]

[mythosar]

mandalorians are so stupid actually…….. axe and the fleet refusing to follow bo-katan because she didn’t have the darksaber yet at the same time…. also refusing to follow din because he has the darksaber……. pick a fucking lane guys!

[theheadlessgroom]

https://www.tumblr.com/beatingheart-bride/708949395923763200/theheadlessgroom-beatingheart-bride

@beatingheart-bride

At her compliment, an uncharacteristically strangled-sounding squeak came out of Randall’s throat, and he resisted the urge to throw his hands up over his masked face and curl up into a ball, reminding himself that his bright red face was still hidden from her-yet still, he felt the urge to hide his flustered reaction, instead casting his eyes down at the attic floor to avoid looking at her.

Really? he thought to himself in silent amazement. She really thinks that I would be good company? That any woman would be lucky to have me for a date? It was extremely hard for him to fathom, and there was that angry, bitter little part of himself that doubted it, angrily even, that voice lashing out in his head, yelling in his mind Don’t you lie to me! No woman in her right mind would want to be seen out in public with me! Who on Earth would want to be seen with someone like me?

But Randal quelled this voice as best he could, trying not to let those nagging insecurities eat him up from the inside out (at least, anymore than they already were) and instead trust in Emily’s words. She wouldn’t lie to him, no, he knew in his heart of hearts that she was being honest when she said this-just as he was! He consoled himself with this fact, as he managed to smile for her, saying, in a tiny voice, “Th-Thank you, E-Emily...I-I really do mean it when I say anyone would b-be lucky to go out o-on the town with you!”

And they would! She was a charming conversationalist, she was polite to all she met, she had the sweetest laugh he’d ever heard, she made you feel as if you were the only person in the world when you were with her...all of this Randall himself could attest to, thanks to the time spent together, and so he felt very confident in telling her this-she would be wonderful company, because, to him, she was wonderful.

[wizardyke]

ive seen many a post that says something like "when youre an adult, theres no one to yell at you when u break plates! or being late or messing up :D!! rejoice!!!" amd while i understand where theyre coming from and more power to them i guess i cant fucking relate because qhen my abusive brother moved out when i was 16 it genuinely broke me having abuse abuse abuse then fucking nothing. im not happy when i expect to be abused and im not. it makes me mad that i expect and brace for it because DUH. conditioning 101!!!! and it makes you so fucking bizarre because youll start believing in the most insane things that will make you good, like how i believed that being completely invisible and costing very little financially to take care of would make me "good" and now im around new people at a new school and they told me all of their creatuve endeavours (one girl made film and sings in a band, another makes jungle) and i got so unfathomably jealous because ive always wanted to get into music but its much more visible and makes me so much more of a target then more silent things like visual arts and writing. and i see people with all this outward and visible passion and talent and skills theyve been showing off since they were very young and it makes me suiiiicidal suiiicidal cause it shouldve been me! whatever sufjan said. the only reason why i continue at all faith in reason ive wasted my life playing dumb and also it strikes me far too late again.

[redskysailor]

good lird

[franeridan]

was watching a process video of an artist i really like trying a style he doesn't usually go for and he's usually got this very flowy, free style but for this one he was doing lineart and he was obviously struggling with it and said something like he really doesn't know how people can comfortably work with solid lineart and that genuinely shocked me into stopping the video and looking at nothing for a little while ngl