I hope that despite Ben’s new towering height, he’s still as agile and scrappy as he was on the island(s).
He’s not fast enough to ever beat Yaz in a race, but he’d definitely use the environment to his advantage to cut whatever/whoever he’s chasing off.
Like Oh you know that tall guy who was with the other dude chasing you? Well he’s in front of you now.
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kiryu sitting haruka down for a really important talk and looking nervous but deeply serious about it and when he finally speaks he gives an honest and vulnerable admission that upon much self reflection, as unlikely as it may seem, as shocking as it may come, he is, in fact, gay, and he hopes this doesn’t make her feel any distress or discomfort in-part due to the implication that he likely didn’t have romantic feelings for her mom, he did care very very much for her regardless of labels, and so on and so on. and she lets him give this lengthy emotional confession that goes on for like twenty minutes before he finally goes dead silent anxiously anticipating her response. and she’s just like. uncle kaz I really appreciate you opening up to me like this and I’m really proud of you for accepting yourself for who you are. but me and every other kid at morning glory figured this out like 10 years ago
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if bloodsoaked killer, avatar of wretched villainy, fetid and rotten, a vile creature to the very core.... why kicked puppy??? why cute round eyes??? why sweet scared girl who just wants to be nice and help everyone????
(in other words it's durge time; monk styles)
(my plan is a Karlach romance, but man, if you deliberately RP as someone who is both very confused and deeply scared, there is something extra reassuring about Gale's confidence. Like I'm trying to lean into Karlach's warmth -both literal and metaphorical- being a source of comfort, and the reason for this character to be drawn to her, but the dynamic of a strong woman who knows nothing and the physically frail man with chronic pain who knows everything IS intriguing...)
(then again, that could just be me being not even just thirsty, but parched for the wizard.)
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like not to get fake deep but there is just something about reconnecting with characters you loved as a kid when youre an adult knowing how youve changed since the first time you read it and how they will always be a part of the journey that got you to where you are today
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so i bought a cheap wig for mello. and it was blonde online but then it arrived and it was fucking???? white??????? so i googled how to dye synthetic wigs and it turns out that you can use sharpies and rubbing alcohol so i did that and now my wig is literal sharpie yellow instead of blonde and i cba to buy a new one
so now im just wearing this full on leather slutty outfit with chains and a fake burn and. highlighter yellow hair. and honestly i can't decide if i absolutely love it or if it should burn in hell
i cropped myself out for obvious reasons but for reference here's the colour. it's very bright irl.
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i had a really good weekend this weekend tbh i just kind of crashed a whole bunch of activities one of my friends planned since she had another friend visiting for the first time from another state. (i mean, she def invited me, but i still felt like i just kind of of Showed Up every day sldfjslkfs.) but i got to her a lot better than before, got to make friends with her out-of-state friends, met a few more cool new friends, and it was really nice :]
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something I’m thinking about at 7:52 in the morning is how I used to struggle so much with burnout & general stress in my writing—every writing session used to be some pathway to a new type of exhaustion, mostly because I hated everything I did! liked this sentence? well tough because this chapter’s arc is confusing. liked this dialogue? well tough because I’m deleting this thing & starting all over again until it’s good enough. sometimes it’s hard to track how far you’ve come as a writer, but wow, now I look back & I wonder what would’ve happened if someone had sat me down three years ago and said “hey, you can hold two things at once: that you’re unhappy with whatever you’re doing AND you’re still trying regardless which is a good thing” because me at 18 took writing so personally & couldn’t handle even an ounce of “failure.” I wrote myself into holes that way! and it’s wild to me that I can cut to now and see how I can talk myself through a “panicked” drafting moment—it’s not even a big deal anymore to me—but I only got there through constant gruelling reminders that it’s fine to have fun in my writing and I don’t need to be perfect all the time. I’ve written so meaningfully in just one year & I keep wondering when I’m going to burn out because usually I’d get 2 weeks of “good writing time” before things went bad for months, and that hasn’t happened to me yet. I’ve been suspicious but then I wonder if I’ve found a process over these last few years that prioritizes gentleness & joy & rest to the point where writing isn’t this exhausting thing anymore. and it makes me excited for the next three years!
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