open starter for mutuals ;
“I remember the first time I saw the windmills and lights in Mondstadt, coming over the hill... I don't think I'd ever seen anything like it up until that morning.” He trailed off, staring past his companion and into the distance. “I dunno. It didn't look like an immediate new home. But it did look warm.”
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it's interesting that monsieur myriel got promoted to bishop largely by chance, and as a result of his humility and flattery of someone with more power and ego than him. very jean valjean
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NO NOT THE THREATS.
its really only midway bc i have no one else to get into it with me and ill be stuck in my insanity alone..... Soon, though. i promise. </3
I’m glad my threat was effective, bullying works
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One last segment because I’m on a roll tonight (I need to go to bed) and can’t resist how much I love what I’ve come up with:
Night has fallen upon Tatooine’s sands, darkness swamping the land. It’s quiet out in town, Taanti’s saloon aside. There’s something eerie about it, though Cobb can’t quite put his finger on what.
Nonetheless, he’s quite content to bunker down in his own bed, get some proper sleep. The stars know he needs it: Cobb Vanth is a tired old man.
Well, he’s old in the sense that many on Tatooine never reach this age. Old in the sense that his parents had never reached this age; he's older than they ever were, has been for some time, and that's a bittersweet thought indeed. He does his best to keep from dwelling on it.
No good ever comes from thinking that way, he’s learned.
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i'm so glad goncharov happened when it did, right before prolific public use of AI. that was pure honest gaslighting straight from the heart. real human whimsicality and trickery thru blood sweat and tears. we were a family. and we all gonched, together. you cant replicate that with any machine.
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the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.
— I'M DYING HELP.
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Scott Pilgrim Vs. Scott Pilgrim x 10???
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Anyway, it's time to give both my body and brain a hard shutdown for the night.
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