#repetitive letters

[un-pearable]

in which zane did not know before he died

remembered this very old au concept i’ve had since i was tiny watching ninjago for the first time… it completely unravels everything i enjoy about zane in the early seasons and i refuse to think of the necessary rewrites atm but i needed to make at least this one scene exist. can an au be naught but a single panel that makes me Sad?

[gay-strawberry]

i bought one of those personalized stamps things

[dathen]

She was one of those girls you’re always meeting on the stairs and in passages. I couldn’t go into a room without seeing her drift in a minute later. And if I walked in the garden, she was sure to leap out at me from a laurel bush or the onion bed or something. By about the tenth day I had begun to feel absolutely haunted.

“Jeeves,” I said, “I have begun to feel absolutely haunted.”

Oh no the morosexuality seems to run in the family….

But then again he has shown he is dearly loved by cats, and scientifically speaking there is no better way to show you’ll be a better husband, so can we truly blame her

[vickyvicarious]

I hove a shoe, and Bingo sat up, gurgling. “ ’s matter? ’s matter?” said young Bingo. “What the deuce are you doing in my bed?” I said. “Oh, hallo, Bertie! So there you are!” “Yes, here I am. What are you doing in my bed?” “I came up to town for the night on business.” “Yes, but what are you doing in my bed?” “Dash it all, Bertie,” said young Bingo querulously, “don’t keep harping on your beastly bed.

He's so tired and grumpy bless him.

GIVE HIM HIS BED BACK, BINGO 😡

[gay-victorian-astronomer]

last exam of my undergrad career is shaping up to be long & annoying contour integral hell times

(granted the entire course has been long and annoying integral hell, so... I suppose that's fitting for the final? still doesn't make me want to do it any more)

[festivalfoxes]

part of the problem with writing is that i have often used writing as a way to hold my issues with the real world at enough of a distance that i can spin them around and play with them and vent some of the emotional distress that experiencing them has caused. however now when i am writing i have maybe 5 minutes before my hands start screeching at me and given as the major limitations imposed on me by physical disability is one of the Worst real-word problems i'm dealing with rn the distance evaporates and i'm just stressed and angry and tapped into emotions that i can't effectively vent or ignore. which sucks balls.

meanwhile i've primarily used visual art to enter a trance state where i have no thoughts beyond color and shape so while my hands still feel fuckedupbad after i've been holding a brush or tablet pen for hours i don't experience that pain while i'm creating and creating doesn't open the cap on my big bottle of feelings. so it doesn't make me have breakdowns to attempt.

also cause keyboarding is repetitive impacts on my fingertips that travel really well up my nerves and holding a brush/pen is just freezing my hand into a dreadful claw. hurts less overall.

[minakoaiinos]

I feel like I don't talk enough about how much I love Key but things like this especially make me love him so much more. I really really love how matter of fact and real he is about Jonghyun and his own grief

[tecchan]

Got both boyfriends!!!

[lexa-griffins]

How about the opening paragraphs of The act of falling in love?

They are betrothed to one another at age fifteen. Neither laments it.  Lexa has loved Clarke for as long as she has been breathing air. The alpha is sweet and gentle, the owner of a bright smile and joyful laugh, her expected presentation at the tender age of eleven doing nothing to change her kind nature. Loving Clarke is easy for the omega; natural, innate. Reserved as she is, heart guarded and fragile, Lexa does not reveal it, although she suspects it is known by all from the moment they met, both pups of not yet six years of age. Her love for Clarke naturally grows for all the ways they are different; Clarke’s reckless nature that makes Lexa’s cautious and wary way of living seem dull; her defiance of instituted rules has Lexa question why she follows them so rigorously. The alpha’s love for savory treats and the way she still always carries candy with her wherever they go purely because she knows Lexa loves the sweetness of them. Similarly, it grows for all the ways they are alike; the acceptance of duty, the stubbornness they share. Their love for literature, for the arts and the hours they can spend talking about both subjects without ever feeling bored. For all her love, however, there is something Lexa knows to be true. Clarke does not love her.  And Lexa does not care.

Okay, so to start, I really wanted to show that Lexa and Clarke are young. Fifteen years old, barely teenagers. They're kids. Clarke has known she was an alpha since she was eleven years old, hinting that Lexa has had her presentation as an omega revealed more recently. And the moment Lexa presented, they knew it was only a matter of time until their parents arranged their engaged and they were both content with it. There is no resentment between childhood friends who know they are to marry one another. There's even excitement, not just on Lexa's part but Clarke's, too. One thing is that Clarke is never fake in the true feelings towards Lexa from the very beginning, but she does care greatly for this friend of hers and knowing just how Lexa can be guarded with herself, she really never wants to hurt Lexa's feelings despite wanting to be allowed her freedom while it is allowed.

They still have their entire teen years ahead to learn how to love and be who they are. Clarke does get that more or less as we see later. She learns to fall in love with Finn and working at a clinic she has instruction in the medical field. Lexa, however, needs none of that. She has loved Clarke from the moment they meet, both still so young. But she knows Clarke did not feel the same, she was so small yet, both not even sure of their presentations, although Clarke was always expected to present as an alpha and when she did, Lexa hoped she'd present as an omega as she seemed to hint at it but showed this very put together way of presenting herself that some suspected she'd might surprise everyone with an alpha presentation. So Lexa kept her heart well guarded, loving her from afar.

Given that the fic is written from Lexa's pov, it's easy to see the love a young Lexa feels for Clarke, in their shared interests and in their differences, this admiration Lexa has for who Clarke is, the reasons that justify her live to a girl who does not love her back. Lexa trusts Clarke so entirely with her heart, she has known her for most of her life.

But because Clarke has never lied to her about her feelings and is more than pleased with their engagement, happy, delighted even, Lexa doesn't feel a need to hide that love for her. Even later on, when she learns of Clarke's fling, that trust Lexa has (although later shaken by her own insecurities) never changes. She allows Clarke that love for the beta boy while knowing Clarke will still marry her and take her as a wife and mate with opened arms because that's what Clarke /wants/ not because it's something she has to do.

And that's why Lexa does not care that Clarke doesn't love her. And why "Clarke does not love her. Lexa doesn't care" keeps being repeated throughout the fic. I wanted it to be this repetition that no, Clarke is not in love with Lexa. But Lexa is happy this way. She is not setting, she is no resentful. She accepts it. Because Clarke knows Lexa loves her. And she cherishes and cares for Lexa's heart with as much gentleness as she can until the moment Clarke can give her heart to Lexa too. Lexa's is a fragile and guarded heart but she trusts it with Clarke better than with herself.

[msburgundy]

remind me to finally start studying hangul tomorrow...

빨리 배워라!

변명은 없어 😤

[and-his-hands-were-24-crows]

URL Playlist - Tag Game!

Y'know what, @santacoppelia? Challenge. Accepted.

The assignment: Post a playlist with a song for each letter in your URL...

Which in my case means get ready for the most mismatched assault on your ears you can conceive of.

As an additional challenge that I set for myself--this was absolutely not a rule--I made a point of not repeating any artists. YouTube links for everything because that's easiest for me.

READY??

Are You Out There - Dar Williams Night We Met, The - Lord Huron Down By the River - The Ballroom Thieves

Hunger - Of Monsters and Men I Am - Jamie Bower Supernova - Within Temptation

Holding Out For a Hero - Adam Lambert (cover) Aberdeen - Avi Kaplan New Divide - Linkin Park Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult Say Amen - Panic! At the Disco

Wolf, The - Phildel Esmerelda - Ben Howard Read Your Diary - Maneskin Evolution - Ayumi Hamasaki

True Faith - New Order Walking in Memphis - Cher (cover) Eclipse - Apoptygma Berzerk Nowhere Fast - Meat Loaf Temptation - VAST Yes, Anastasia - Tori Amos Final Days of Rome - Two Steps From Hell Old Number 7 - The Devil Makes Three Under Your Spell - The Birthday Massacre Run Boy Run - Woodkid

Chemicals Between Us, The - Bush Rise - Yoko Kanno Ophiliac - Emilie Autumn When It All Falls Down - Audiomachine Snake Eyes - Mumford and Sons

Want to play? Inviting--with the least possible amount of pressure--@commonmexicanname, @semi-fictionalized-cookbooks (I am SO sorry), @abocode, and honestly anybody else who wants to create a monstrosity like this.

[arthyritis]

They're just doing their job, they're just doing their job, they're just doing their job.

[charlidrawz]

Oh ya btw I've been playing Star Rail 👍

I'll drop the uid if anyone wants to friend me on there or smth 💥

[toziers]

spent my lunch hour at work cutting up our stickers and making new, better valentine’s day versions

[devildevotee]

i'm in deep lads

[aesrot]

i will not declare my undying love for my friends again i will not declare my undying love for my friends again i will not declare my undying love for my friends again <- trying to control themselves