“I’ll probably never watch One Piece” I said. “It’s just too long” I said. “I’m not sure I’d like it anyway” I said.

I saw the "I loved my friend" poem in a video I was watching and it felt like a stab in the gut

seeing little girls on tiktok show their curly hair routine warms my heart in a way no one understands

i can even begin to explain what i would do to have little cj see these 🥹🥹

the fact that I have to make decisions and choices completely on my own and no one can make them for me is absolutely terrifying and disgusting and painful and I have never been more aware of it than this year.

Hi, Mileena from MK1 is the disabled representation I didn’t know I needed but I got and i could not be happier

I won’t share any spoilers in this post, but as someone who struggles with chronic illnesses, I love Mileena so much

YES Skyward Sword is the ultimate comfort Zelda game! :D

(I feel the same way; just something about the soundtrack makes me think of summer nights at a grandparent's place)

-Ladye

I LOVE SKYWARD SWORD SO MUCH

One time I was having a really bad time so I was playing it and I realized when you play the goddess harp next to the sheikah stone thingies they sway happily to the music and I promptly burst into tears

occasionally i have to cry abt natsume himself. it’s part of the experience

Can we talk about the fact that Marc remembered every single person he killed and could recall where he killed them when he and Steven were in the Duat?

fuck it i’m gonna edit mafuyu to labyrinth.

started watching severance but i had to pause 6 min in because the guy was crying in his car in front of what seemed to be his workplace???? too relatable and not in a good way

Chapters: 17/20 Fandom: Star Trek, Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (TV), Star Trek: Discovery Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Christopher Pike/Spock Characters: Christopher Pike, Spock (Star Trek), Original Alien Character(s), Number One | Una Chin-Riley (Star Trek), La'an Noonien-Singh, Nyota Uhura, Joseph M'Benga, Christine Chapel, Sarek (Star Trek) Additional Tags: Priest Kink, Fictional Religion & Theology, Religion Kink, Religion, Vulcan Culture, Catholicism, Breaking Celibacy Vows, Mind Manipulation, Mind Control Aftermath & Recovery, Kidnapping, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Mind Sex, Slow Burn, Sexual Tension, Post-Season/Series 01, Telepathy, Telepathic Bond, Vulcan Bond, Not an AU I Swear, It Just Looks Like One, Touch-Starved, Sharing a Bed, Angst, Virgin Spock (Star Trek), First Time, I feel like I should tag this for ‘horny religion content’ Summary:

Father Christopher Pike, a Jesuit from Earth's Vatican Observatory, wakes up from a coma with no memories of his life, his past, or the five years he's supposedly spent as part of an interfaith monastic community on the moon of Delta IV, where he is the sole human among eight scholars representing different belief systems from throughout the galaxy - from a Romulan nun of the Qowat Milat, to a Trill Guardian, to a Klingon monk from Boreth. But as he attempts to acclimate to a life he doesn't remember, the only thing he recognizes is the face that greeted him upon waking: Spock, the cohort's resident Vulcan, who lives next door and is supposedly Pike's closest friend. After a mind meld helps Pike recover his memories of their life together at the monastery, the intimacy between them begins to deepen, and suddenly their vows of celibacy feel oppressive in a way they didn't before.

But even as the spark between them grows more difficult to ignore, Pike and Spock still can't shake the unsettling feeling that this isn't their real life . . . or the worry that somebody, somewhere, seems willing to go to dangerous lengths to stop them from getting back to it.

sometimes I think about how life and circumstances can just be so difficult and hard in such different and contrasting individual ways that being swept away from a person you love by the sheer force of your different journeys feels inevitable at certain points and it makes me want to SHRIEK into the abyss and weep into the throw pillow of my grief but then I remember that love is a choice and it’s about the choosing and one reach back across what feels like a chasm can have the most beautiful ripple effects if the other person wants to reach back too

Apparently, my decision to be silly and make fanart of someone's writing (because I genuinely enjoy the story the person is writing and I was struck with inspiration upon reading a particular scene) has benevolent and wildly unforeseen consequences.

I apparently gained a bit of control of the canon because said writer really loved the art and decided what I drew/draw is canon.

2. Writer put said artwork into the document of his story right below the scene, so now it's IN the story where people who read the story will see it (with a link to me)

3. He sent the artwork to all his friends and people he knows because he was so excited

Wholesome interaction and I watched him do all that in real time, good stuff. However...there are two more consequences I was notified of today...nearly a full week after I gave the artwork.

Seeing the artwork caused his friends to become interested in reading and hearing about his story, which means more people are reading what he's writing and giving him critique on the story (which he actively asks for).

Apparently, upon seeing the art, his writer friends got a sudden second wind to pick back up writing they'd abandoned for a few months. Because, I quote, "seeing that someone enjoyed {his} writing enough to take the time to make art of it gave them the motivation that maybe THEY can write something that will inspire someone to also create something." I have accidentally caused a writing frenzy among his writer friends and my silly idea to make art for someone has had a butterfly effect for people who I don't even know.

Uhh...I'm pretty sure there's a moral here but I am tired and have a great deal of emotions about this.

there’s something about poseidon showing up for sally.

luke tells percy that they burn what they’ll miss most so that gods will know that what they’re saying is important so they’re really listen.

but sally burns ice cream. ice cream that she has no attachment to. it’s not even baby percy’s ice cream. it’s just random leftover ice cream that she grabbed from a pile of dirty dishes.

the ice cream could not be more unimportant to sally. in the grand scheme of things, the ice cream is nothing.

but poseidon comes to her anyway. he shows up immediately after probably the most lackluster offering sally could give. he shows up anyway.

just…there’s something about poseidon showing up for sally.