#this is a stunning observation

[speakofcompersion]

[wildlifegermany]

Nordlichter in Deutschland Es begann gegen 22:00 Uhr. am 10. Mai 2024 bis zum Morgengrauen am 11. Mai 2024 gegen 6:00 Uhr Wenn ich Freunde in Norwegen besuchte, sah ich die wunderschönen Nordlichter ab September. Das Nordlichter im Mai in Deutschland zu sehen sind ist ein Wunder. Northern lights in Germany It started around 10:00 p.m. on May 10, 2024 until dawn on May 11, 2024 at approximately 6:00 a.m When I visited friends in Norway, I saw the beautiful Northern Lights starting in September. To see Northern Lights in May over Germany is a miracle.

[karouvas]

The way the very first paragraph of Adam’s first pov ever goes:

—sentence one: immediately brings up Gansey, establishes Gansey’s friendship as so vital to him and one he would do a lot to keep.

—sentence two: listing these things out as methodically as one would list out what to do to keep a job or achieve an academic goal.

—sentence three: first mention of Ronan, established as getting under his skin.

Says so much xd.

[nagisaspolyeden]

okay i need to get really obnoxious about the new nagisa and hiyori solos for a second

(before i go further i adore them, obviously. they are absolutely perfect for them and their character growth, all four of edens solos are, i am blown away by what theyve done with these and i could go on and on about how much i love them individually but in this post i want to go on about something very specific)

seeing hiyoris solo name, Accept My Love, i had some expectations for this song- namely that i expected this to be an overwhelmingly hiyojun song (in the way that other solos have obvious nods to important characters in their lives without being Explicitly About Them (Wandering Clown and Crystal Pleasure being obvious examples of this)) which i was excited for! and i think you can absolutely see it that way!

however!

there are also some nods in Accept My Love that feel more explicitly nagihiyo that have me absolutely struck- both in the references that seem to be links between both of their solos, and the links in Accept My Love that feel like theyre referencing back to some of the kiseki stories from ! era

i just want to pluck the examples i can think of, starting with just the solos (and also with the caveat that this is from one particular person's translations so there may be different interpretations, this is just me drawing conclusions from the ones ive found)

first, from nagisas:

and hiyoris:

poking at this, i can draw a parallel at the very least visually- nagisa finally stepping out into the world where the wind blows, and hiyori standing behind him calling to him to remind him hey, im right here, pay attention to me too...!

but then, going a little further

nagisa:

and then, hiyori:

now this i dont feel i even have to say anything about. the obvious parallels between nagisa struggling with the concept that trying to connect with others being a sin while hiyori just lightly dismisses it as not even something worth considering. loving sigh

and then!

nagisa:

hiyori:

again, a very easy to make comparison. hiyori has always been light-coded, and light in the darkness is a very easy metaphor to make for human connection and love, but i like drawing the parallel regardless as its used in both of their solos

and now... i also want to bring attention to something else.

in kiseki revenge match, thats when hiyori talks about nagisas backstory, and in the midst of it all, he says this

thats how he describes nagisa. and i truly believe that it came from anxiety, and a sense of inadequacy. hiyori poured all of his love into nagisa, and it helped- it undeniably helped, and nagisa has stated as much time and again, that hiyori brought him to life, that hiyoris light saved him, that hiyori is his sun. but hiyori alone couldnt be his whole world (no one person can, even if theyre soulmates (which they are (to me))) and so hiyori, whos sense of self worth is tied to his ability to love and to be loved and to heal, felt insecure over it and started to see nagisa as hopeless. as a bottomless hole.

however

this now brings me back to Accept My Love

do you think there is a limit on how sunlight radiates?

this is so, so stunning to me- because hiyori has come so far, because he believes that his love is endless and healing, because- reading it the way that i am- he can see his love as enough, that his love and giving it isnt hopeless anymore. and he wants to give it! he wants it to be received! accept my love!

and, the final piece that really tops all of this off for me

again, from hiyoris solo

in this journey with no destination.

I REST MY CASE.

NAGIHIYO INVENTED LOVE

[morimatea]

Keep an eye out for the beautiful, observe the unusual, and catch sight of the surprising.

[kindahoping4forever]

Ashton @ The 5SOS Show Tour LA - 14 September 2023

[antiqua-lugar]

while I am still annoyed at how da:i (doesn't) handle queer-on-queer solidarity when making a big deal out of dorian's queerness it's still super funny that the only way to come out to him without romancing him is to tell him that you also fuck men in front of his dad

[thexfridax]

Gillian Anderson, The Observer, March 2024

[strawberrymilkshakeearrings]

insane timeline

[someawkwardnerd]

just finished watching Scavengers Reign and am all kinds of stressed and fucked up please watch this show if you have the chance

[swordmaid]

ittosara to me is like one of those comedy slice of life anime like if they ever get together I can imagine sara just saying yes he’s my boyfriend 😐 with a very straight face and itto is like ofc she’s with ME I’m like a complete 10 after all LIKE why wouldn’t she be?? have you seen ME? 🤪😜 sara initiates the hand holding bc yes that’s what boyfriengirlfriends do shes going down the check list and ticking every box but itto gets all shy and flustered and he’s like o-omg h-hold on aren’t we going a bit fast …. 😳😳🫣… i haven’t done this sort of thing before… 😳😳 pls be kind to me …. 😳😳😳🫣🫣😭😵‍💫🫠

[xcziel]

^^^ credit to this 💙gorgeous💙 pic from @moonlovingvampire for driving me back to the palettes because i love everything about it (including the moon lamp *eyes it enviously*)

under the cut, the original suggested colors -

i know it looks for "accent" shades but COME ON

all those soft subtle organic hues and it grabs ... black, and the yellow of the one light in the background? for sure they are contrasts i guess

when i see a glowing moon at twilight it definitely evokes images of ... bees??? warning signs? crime scene tape? lol

[its-spooky-bitch]

😬

[liminalpsych]

Content warning: References to the the Elaine of Corbenic incident. Which means: Discussion of rape, date rape / drugging, bed trick as rape, trauma, trauma recovery, various symptoms of trauma, self-blame.

15. Trust me now

After the measured steps of court and the poised performance of regality, after the thousand different demands on attention and time, the king and queen at last retired to their private rooms.

It was the first private moment they’d found since Arthur’s return from Joyous Gard, visiting the long-abroad Lancelot. Gwenhwyfar sensed something weighing on her husband’s shoulders since first he gave her formal greeting in the great hall, something more than the usual weight of crown and kingship.

Yet she was skilled in patience. She poured them each a cup of wine whilst he sank into a cushioned seat. The mask of court drained away from his expression, leaving behind a deep weariness and something… haunted.

She joined him in silence. The wordlessness stretched on between them. She gazed upon him, and he stared into the middle distance.

“Lancelot… his body is hale and whole,” Arthur spoke at long last. “His spirit, though… Gwen, he is not well.”

Her hand found his. “What ails him?”

The king hesitated, groping for words. “He…” A deep breath, and the story stumbled out of him all at once. “He rescued the daughter of the Fisher King of Corbenic from dire circumstances. And in return, she caused his wine to be drugged, and she came to him wearing your face.”

A sharp involuntary gasp. Her heart sank nigh to her stomach, like a stone into a quagmire.

“She claims a child arose from that… union,” and his mouth twisted on the word, “such as it was. He…” Arthur swallowed down the rest. His hand clenched tight in her grip.

“Arther, beloved.” She knew her face was moonlight-pale in the dimness of the room. “Do not veil the whole of it from me, I implore you. I would know, even if it sickens the heart.”

“Some of it is Lancelot’s to tell, not mine, and I would not betray him so. Yet he told me he would wed her, should I wish it.” The muscles in his jaw jumped visibly with gritting teeth. Gwen kissed him there to soothe the tension.

“I told him I would rather command him to never wed her, nor to see her again.” A sigh. “It is a great wound of his spirit and his mind. He is overcome with shame and an unearned guilt. Terrible dreams disturb his sleep in a way I have never seen before.” Arthur’s voice was so low and quiet that Gwen had to strain to hear. “He is very unwell, and I know not how to aid him. He fears we might spurn him. He longs to see you, yet fears how he will feel if he sees your face, after being so ill-used by another in your guise.”

“Oh, my loves.” Her throat tightened with sorrow. “Call him home to us, Arthur. Let him be by our side to be reminded of the truth of our love for him. Send him not on another quest, but let him rest.”

“He begged me to send him far away,” Arther said hollowly. “Our proud knight fell to his knees and begged. How can I call him here after that?”

“Then we visit him together at Joyous Gard, and leave Kay and Bedwyr and the Myrddin to hold court in our absence.”

“Gwen!” It was almost a laugh, so shocked was he at her suggestion.

She felt half mad, half wild. “We cannot leave him alone, my king. We cannot.”

“We cannot have my sharp-tongued cousin represent Caerleon to any visiting dignitary either. Imagine!”

Her laugh was high and frantic. “No, I dare not imagine such a travesty.” Softening, she met his gaze with all somberness. “You will call him home to us, then?”

“...Indeed, my queen. As you wish.”

Lancelot did return, hollow and haunted, a shade in pale armor. And over the months to come, he settled back into the rhythm of their care for one another. If he blanched and startled at Gwenhwyfar’s presence from time to time, she mentioned it not. She merely gave reassurances of her legitimacy as she could, and let him make his slow way back to her, as one might earn the trust of a flighty steed or a starving hound.

In time, they found ease in one another again.

And years later, when the young Galahad stood before King Arthur’s court, pious and self-righteous, Lancelot did not flinch away or flee from the presence of his unasked-for son.

If that night he quaked like a leaf in an autumn storm as his lovers held him close, if he shed tears or cried fury, that has no bearing upon his honor and courage, and is not for anyone else to know or judge.

So trust me now

I'll never weigh you like an anchor

I hope you'll always see me there inside your sail...

[teafiend]

[mailperson]

DD2 gets really fun once you’ve upgraded the altar of hope enough times to regularly have standing chance and also pretend that most of the confession bosses or leviathan don’t exist