#i'm somewhere in the middle

[badassbutterfly1987]

#dresden files #poll #maggie dresden #related to how one feels about the tone shift post changes #i'm somewhere in the middle

[sunlightgaps]

this scene where dennis casually refers to dee as his friend stuck with me because i initially thought it was hilarious that he friendzoned his actual twin sister but then i became obsessed because. they’re literally friends 😭😭😭😭 they WILL leave each other’s asses the moment trouble strikes and they’re each other’s #1 target of bullying BUT THEY WILL ALWAYS COME BACK TO EACH OTHER. their bond is thicker than circumstance. they devoured their triplet in the womb. their team-ups are ruthless and destructive to those around them. and on top of it all they’re friends!! they're dance partners. they scheme to exploit welfare & get addicted to crack together. they instinctively reach for each other when they’re scared. “deandra's gonna side with dennis—that's a given.” the chardee macdennis game teams naturally pair dennis & dee. in dennis's ideal universe dee doesn't have the forehead injury she got from falling on the ground. dennis shields her when a food fight erupts during thanksgiving dinner. dee gives dennis a soft smile underwater even though she'd just said "whatever" in response to his "i love you, sis" right before they think they're going to die drowning. do you See. do you Understand. twins by chance, friends by CHOICE 💪🔥 their toxic codependent sibling slay...

#AND HOW COULD I FORGET. dennis is the only one excluded in the prank plan in the gang broke dee. #romanshiv coded ass siblings #shippers dni i'm not all about that #i lost the plot of the post somewhere in the middle can you tell. whatever. hashtags siblings 4ever and ever #dee's gonna side with dennis THAT'S A GIVEN. A GIVENNN #shh sapph #iasip #trash twins #dee reynolds #dennis reynolds

[fer3112]

I'm sorry to new fans but they'll never have what we oldies have: Ugly ass official character art and Rick Riordan threatening to kill characters while answering readers tweets

#percy jackson #based on an actual interaction i had with rick back on 2013 when I was 16 on his q&a #Me: can we get more percy books even if he has to be in mortal danger? Rick: sure i'm killing him next sequel because of you #i still have that screenshot somewhere probably imagine getting that notiffication in the middle of a hs class #funniest thing that has happened to me #also considering that he was already writting heroes of olympus and putting percy through the horrors that was very funny of him

[general-cyno]

love love the intentional aspect of the trust, loyalty and devotion that's shared between luffy and zoro. as much as fate has come into play in the story, agency and choices are so important too and these two have 20+ years worth of publication in terms of how their relationship's been structured and built along those years and it's fascinating, truly.

I know there's mixed opinions on whiskey peak, for example, but I like that it happened precisely before major arcs such as alabasta, jaya-skypiea and water 7-enies lobby in which luffy actively chose to trust zoro - with saving smoker, during the confrontation against bellamy's crew, with nami robin and chopper, with zoro's assessment of robin's situation and later usopp's comeback to the crew. because luffy has been plenty made aware that the straw hats' well-being and safety is something zoro greatly prioritizes and watches out for. thriller bark also wasn't a random or blind decision made by zoro, it was the result of all the love/loyalty/devotion he's come to feel for luffy and the crew throughout their journey, especially luffy who's proved time and time again that he's a man worth following and given zoro so much in turn (a home, friends to care for and who care for him too, adventure, someone who completely believes in and respects both zoro and his dream, a reason to keep fighting and getting stronger for etc etc).

idk. it's just so deliberate in a way I find compelling. every single time luffy places himself or the crew, their allies or just civilians under zoro's protection that's a choice, one with so much weight and context behind it. when zoro says stuff like "there'd be no point in me being pirate if not on this ship", no matter how casually he does it, that's the kind of thing that highlights how he continually chooses to remain by luffy and the crew's side, for similar reasons. really good stuff.

#zolu #tp #I saw smth that inspired this brainworm right when I was abt to nap so I had to write it down first #not to sound like a broken record again but. I love them so much #one of these days I should write smth abt whiskey peak zolu....i find it part interesting part goofy #I understand why ppl like it or why not. I'm probably somewhere in the middle

[niobiumao3]

Okay but Tech piloting vs Hunter piloting is so fucking funny now that we can compare them.

Tech is that highly technical pilot, he’s very strict about his ship and how he flies it. He can land on a dime. No matter how bad the situation is he can line it up. He has all the calculations done in his head about how to maneuver.

Hunter is that guy who floors it at the least provocation, uses tactics Tech says are ‘just as likely to crash the ship as evade incoming fire’, and will engage in a game of chicken with a Star Destroyer. 

#tbb hunter #hunter tbb #you know omega is going to #wind up somewhere in the middle #tech hates letting hunter #fly because hunter is #setting a bad example #omega does something #tech is like #where did you learn this #I saw Hunter do it #ah I see #well I'm never letting him fly again #tbb tech #the bad batch #star wars

[swordheld]

hi! your blog is one of my favourites and i absolutely adore reading your thoughts. my grandfather recently passed away and it feels like i lost myself with him. how do i continue living after this? there is this constant weight on my chest and it feels like an emptiness has made a home inside of me. how do i go on when it feels like the world crashed on my shoulders?

hello, love! this is so very sweet and kind of you, and i hope you're treating yourself gently and kindly right now - there aren't words for a loss like this. that heaviness is difficult, and hard, and painful. it's okay if things don't feel okay, right now, or even soon - i think that's something that a lot of the people i know that have gone through similar grief feel: like they should be able to get back to a relative 'normal' in a [insert far too short period of time].

but it's okay if it hurts. that's where i'd like to start. you're allowed to feel that emptiness, that world-crashed feeling that goes beyond words, beyond time. don't feel like you have to rush this to feel some sort of better. things get easier with time, i promise you this, but sometimes painful feelings are important to feel, too. cry, scream, feel your emotions. they're a part of you. grieve.

it's perhaps a little silly, but when i think about death i always think about a couple of space songs: mainly drops of jupiter by train and saturn by sleeping at last. there are perhaps others that speak to the emotions better, but these two have always hit something a little deeper for me, and are popular for a wide-reaching reason.

and while personally i don't know much about grief like this, i do know a lot about love; and i think they're a lot of the same thing.

the people we love are a part of us, and this is why it takes from us so deeply when we lose them, because it does feel like we've lost a part of ourselves in the wake of it. but it's because they were so central to our experiences of living - our lives, that the separation introduces a hollowness - a place where they used to be. a home that now goes unlived in.

an emptiness, like you said.

but just because they're not here physically, doesn't mean he's not still there, in your heart, in your life, your memory. you can hold him close in smaller ways, as well: steal a sweater, or cologne/scent for something a little more physical and long lasting for remembering. hold onto the memories you cherish, the things that made you laugh, the ease of slow mornings and gentle nights. write them all down, slide a few photographs in there, go through it and add more when you miss him. keep them all close, keep them in your heart.

you're not alone, in this. he's still there, with you, it's just - in the little things.

he's with you in the way you see and go about your daily life, in doing what he liked to do, in the ways he interacted with the world that you shared with him. the memories you recall fondly when the night is late or the moment is right and something calls it into you like a melody, an old bell, laughter you'd recognize anywhere.

but i think, perhaps most importantly above all others - talk about him. with your family, your friends, his friends, strangers; stories are how we keep the people we love alive. the connections they've made, the legacies and experiences they've left behind, and so, so many stories.

how lucky, we are - to love so much it takes a piece of us when they go. grief is the other side of the coin, but it does not mean our love goes away. it lives in you. it lives in everyone who knew him, in the smallest pieces of our lives.

the people we love never really leave us, like this: they're in how we cook and the way we fold our newspapers, our laundry, in the radio stations we tune in to and the way we decorate our walls, our photo albums. they're in the way we store our mail, organize our closets, the scribbled notes in the indexes of our books. the meals we love and the drinks we mix, the way we spend time with one another. they've been passed down for generations, for longer than history - and we are all the luckier for it.

think about what you shared with him, and do it intentionally. bring him into your life, like this, again. whether it's crosswords or poetry or sports or anything else. if one doesn't help, try another. something might click.

i hope things feel a little easier for you, as they tend to do only with time. i hope you find joy in your grief, even if it is small and hard to grasp at first. know that your hurt stems from so much love that there isn't a place to put it properly, and that it is something so meaningful and hurting poets and storytellers have been struggling to put it into words and sounds that feel like the fit right for eons, and that it is also just simply yours. sometimes things don't have to make sense. sometimes they just are - unable to be put into words or neat little sentiments, as unfair and tragic as they come.

but i promise it will not feel like this forever. your love is real. and perhaps, on where to begin on from here - i think it's less on finding where to begin and just beginning. and you've already started. you've taken the most important and crucial step: the first one. wherever you go, after that, from here? you'll figure it out. you always have, and you always do. it'll come, as things always do. love leads us, as does light - and you're never alone in your hurt. in your grief, your missing something dear to you. i think if you talk about it with others, you'll find they have ways of helping you cope as well - and they have so much love of their own to spare, too.

as an aside, here is the song (northern star by dom fera) i was listening to when i wrote this, for no other reason more than it makes me think of connections, and love, and how we hold onto the people we love and how they change us, wonderfully and intrinsically. it's a little more joyous than the others i've mentioned, and plays like a story, and it made me think of what is at the core of this, love and stories and i am here with you, and maybe it'll bring you some joy, if you'd like it. wishing you all my love and ease 💛

#q&a. #birdsong. #wishing u gentle ease; the death of a loved one is near inexplicable to put into words and i hope you take care of yourself gently <3 #i hope this will make u laugh: when i was a tiny child in middle school there were times i would go outside in my tiny suburban cul de sac- #in the rain and sing along to my lil ipod nano and i only remember doing this to drops of jupiter. can you imagine going out to get the mai #after a long day of work and you just hear this kid singing train in the streets. in the RAIN.... it makes me laugh like i really. #i really thought i was so cool and deep and emotional ghjkd but i find it v funny that i only remember it w/ that one train track. #and saturn just. it's my fav s.a.l. song for a reason. that slow violin opening? the piano coming in gentle and easy? #it feels like light. like hope. like something new - a dawn after the long dark. that beautiful things can begin again even where #it hurts. and there is nothing more human than a sentiment like that. #how rare and beautiful it is to truly exist. what it is to be alive and get to be here and live with other people. with those we love. #i think your grandfather was so lucky to be able to know you. to have you in his life for the time you had together. #i'm no spiritual person; but i like to believe when you're thinking about him? he's thinking about you too. #the second law of thermodynamics (physics nerd mode) is that no energy has ever been created/destroyed since the beginning of the universe. #so it has to go somewhere - it's that carl sagan quote of 'we're all made of stardust'. because we are. we used to be stars; planets; etc. #i think it's why i think of these space songs - because they're a part of everything; once more; when they go. us and everything else.

[boyfridged]

Jason dreads the moment when Bruce starts talking. He’s probably trying to figure out the angle, sorting through his internal spreadsheets. They’re going to analyse the past year in as few words as possible, or discuss the treatment, to give Jason the illusion that he has any control over it. Or maybe they will get back to the topic of how Bruce simply cannot do what Jason wants him to; the judge, jury, and executioner lecture that Jason never really needed, because deep down he knows that his cries and requests were selfish. Childish, even. But the silence stretches. It starts feeling more like peace. “I love you,” Bruce says, and that’s not code for anything.

– semantics (read on ao3)

#finally published a part (not really the first one) of my jay lives au:) #i said he lives not that he's having a good time btw. #it's a heavy one and i'm not 100% happy with it but we have to start somewhere. even if it's the middle #some mutuals have already seen and read it. somehow. love yous. #do talk to me about it if you want to #i have a whole timeline thought out and it will take a while to actually write all parts so #yutro writes #jay.zip #jason todd #dc

[artistfingers]

somebody said soccer children!!

recently, i've been rewatching inazuma 11. it's such a nostalgic show for me, especially the first few seasons. (tho honestly, i'm not sure I ever watched much of season 3? ... guess i'll find out!!) anyway, these Endous (and one Kidou) are redraws of this 2016 art. there's something both fascinating and encouraging about redrawing old art, and i love seeing the growth and change in my art style!

#inazuma eleven #inazuma 11 #ina11 fanart #endou mamoru #kidou yuuto #art scribbles #i originally watched this show in middle school. 2010ish? #2011ish? #then again in 2016. and again now hahah #i'm excited to see if i remember anything from season 3 at all when i get there #but currently i'm somewhere in season 2 #either way these and the 2016 sketches are all inspired by stuff in seasons 1 and 2!! #other fanart

[teathattast]

God i'm jumping in the deep end

it's more fun to swim in

heard the risk is drowning

but i'm gonna take it

#love notes #gracie abrams #risk #what is life with out a little #risk i'm in between it #caught right in the middle #somewhere between living and dying #but i'm glad i'm stuck with #you i'm risking all my heartache #i'd happily wager #everything for you you're biggest risk but i'm gonna take it

[skinnypaleangryperson]

There is something very ironic, to put it lightly, about seemingly being so unique or at the very least, maladjusted in some way that it is impossible for me to connect with people or to have a social life, but just apparently not unique enough to not be considered someone considered unique. According to American society.

I just want to have my handful of people that see me, laugh with me, and in heaven above, even see my creations at something other than internet garbage. It's literally a fantastical unicorn once you're past the age of 23 unless you worked out something really special. I don't enjoy anything anymore. The world has taken everything from me.

Being creatively unaccomplished, having no partner, kids, friends or community makes you nothing at all. It is a living nightmare.

#I know that posting about psychological trauma happening online to strangers that don't care is a fruitless activity #but if I don't post it somewhere I'm going to implode in my skin from all this life inside of me unexpressed #genuinely #I am a genuine crazy person who has justifiably lost their mind #THERE IS NO HUMANITY IN THE MIDDLE CLASS #and anything that you create to try to GET YOURSELF OUT IS CONSIDERED WORTHLESS BECAUSE NOBODY CARES AT THIS AGE

[augentrust]

thinking about caleb’s tower and its stained glass and its nine most frequent visitors and how each of them can be associated with a school of magic, magic user or not, and -- 

essek with dunamancy, most literal of them all, who deemed its secrets worth more than his country and position, willing to cross borders and commit treason in the hope of uncovering them

jester with transmutation, despite caleb being the transmutation wizard, because in his own words, she’s the one who changes people

kingsley with necromancy, gone and back again, the knife’s edge between resurrection and tampering with the dead, proof that no one comes back unchanged

caleb with evocation, his original specialization, with his dancing lights and his webs of fire, all energy and potential and enough imagination to make it a reality 

caduceus with divination, tucked away in the crow’s nest, sitting beside the kiln, buried deep inside the folding halls, reaching out to the wildmother with his questions as he seeks his path, listening to the birds, the insects, the trees

yasha with abjuration, to protect and defend, the magician’s judge charged with dispel magic, the spell that would free her from obann’s chains

fjord with conjuration, falchion and star razor appearing and disappearing in his hands, creating a new face, a new accent, a new life as the situation demands

beau with enchantment, fighting with her ki to attack body and mind, forcing truth in one second and stunning them in the next

veth with illusion, hiding her hurt behind a goblin’s face, behind a broken doll mask, throwing up an illusion of a body lost to comfort her family, until the day she can stop pretending 

#critical role #cr2 #mighty nein #i'm a simple person #i see two numbers match up and ask myself if they can be correlated #i'm sure this has been done somewhere before but this is what my brain dumped on me in the middle of the night #so please consider this an open invitation to send me your thoughts #august chats

[lil-grem-draws]

Some of you were talking about Sebastian wearing glasses [x, x, x]. Enjoy~

#sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #hl #*Will is giggling somewhere in the corner doodling Sebastian* #*Not that he's hiding but Sallow did look rather fresh wearing the frames* #You know how I feel about them #*coughs* hot *coughs* #I almost did some not safe ones with the middle one as well but decided to keep it pg #I'm drinking if anybody wants to join in spirit #Singing songs from musicals #Gotta cut my nails so I can bust out my guitar and play some #I have something else i plan to draw today #but my table is literally overheating hahah need it to rest a little #Feel free to dm me with any headcanons #regular or sexy haha #Im too tipsy haha #Gonna try to answer Elland's ask before I get too giggly thinking about imaginable men hahah

[mariusslonelysoul]

#chekov and sulu are somewhere in the middle #the women are another conversation #and rand is in her own league #thinking thoughts about mussing the old men's hair #bones would look great with messy hair is all i'm saying- #star trek the original series #star trek #star trek tos #jim t kirk #spock #montgomery scott #bones mccoy

[spacefoxy]

which is today's vibe? 😂

#kiss band #eric carr #bruce kulick #personally I think I'm somewhere in the middle #it's not terrible but could be going better

[garlicbread-cowboy]

why are house and wilson so gay for each other like i thought people were exaggerating but no, they're just like that

good for them

#house md #i'm somewhere in tje middle of season six #and i've come to the conclusion that they're reqlly just like that #obsessed with this show fr

[the-unconquered-queen]

#playchoices #america's most eligible #choices ame #this legit has me thinking hard because of course I'd never be on that show but if I WERE how would I DO??? #I think I could put forth a respectable performance 🤔 #I'm not winning my fellow contestants over but I'd stay afloat by virtue of killing it on the challenges solely cause I'm hella competitive #to be clear though I don't think I'd be among the last to get eliminated. probably somewhere in the middle #like on personality they would've wanted me gone sooner but I did well enough in the challenges that I wasnt up for elimination for a while #of course like I said realistically I wouldn't even be there but that's not what the poll is the premise already means I'm competing so. #unconquered queries