SQ is trying to read what mr curtain is writing in his journal. it happens what’s written is very egotistical.
i imagine mr curtain would barely realize sq is there, because he’s so used to being held by his wheelchair straps that it’s familiar enough to ignore.
I always love it when I'm on a walk and I see a cat sitting by a window as I'm passing by I'm like "yes that's exactly where you should be" so I like when my cat sits by the window because it makes me think someone will go on a walk and see her sitting there while they're passing by and also be excited to see a cat sitting by a window exactly where she should be
usually i can understand wht songs were cut from musicals / musical movies however i will never not be upset about halloween & mark & roger's part of goodbye love being cut like... that's one of your Main Characters... he is the First One introduced... how are you going to cut his character development... how are you going to cut 'why did mimi knock on rogers' door? & collins choose that phone booth? why did maureens equipment break down? why am i the witness? and when i capture it on film, does it mean that it's the end & i'm alone?' . hos are you gonna cut 'but who mark are you? 'mark has got his work,' they say, 'mark lives for his work,' and 'mark's in love with his work.' mark hides in his work.' 'from what?' 'from facing your failure, facing your loneliness, facing the fact, you live a lie, yes you live a lie, tell you why, you're always preaching not to be numb, when that's how you thrive, you pretend to create and observe when you really detach from feeling alive.' 'perhaps it's because i'm the one of us to survive.' 'poor baby.'
Sorry for being such a slow writer, it's because I [remembers that self-deprecating jokes are harmful to my mental health and make everyone else uncomfortable] was attacked by dark spirits and washed up on the shore of a mysterious island with no recollection of who I was
Background noise
Pretty sure I read this for the first time in the middle of the night, which was fitting because it reads like a dream. Gorgeous and soft and introspective and just so wonderful
safe ship, harboured
Love love love love love!! It really feels like reading a bonus chapter to the books, a deleted scene or something hidden in the back of TPJ as a treat
Gentle Hands
So, so sweet and comforting. I don't get joint pain like that (I don't do art), but I felt as though I was reliving a memory reading this one.
Living In The Sun
Screaming???? Screaming.
Rolie Polies
What can I say about this fic? I accidentally left two near identical comments on it because it just lives in my brain that much. I forget what I've actually said because I am constantly rotating it