i hate having no sense of the passage of time because of my dissociation and ptsd because my happy ass thought it was nearly bedtime and i look at the clock and it was fucking 2:30pm.

like, what the fuck do you mean it's 2:30? it's been 2:30 for the past 4 hours since i got home then or what? who is not telling me something? how many hours passed between the "2:30" when i looked at my phone last and the "2:30" that it actually was??

AU in which etho attended the charity event, just didnt tell anyone until he joined them at the after-party + had to drink the nervousness away

Anyway they can change between being tiny and human sized. And when they're tinier they can only be seen by the other fae or their selected humans. So if you just passed Noll on the street while Shavuli was perched on his shoulder chatting away you wouldn't see or hear her.

i always say i dont want a book to have a screen adaptation out of fear of them doing it dirty and then i think of the most perfect casting ever for the main character and im like FUCK now i wont sleep until i see this happen

i know i talk a LOT about glenn and nick respectively and together on here but goddamnit i just relistened to the episode where they glenn meets nicholas after prison and i cant get how tragic it is out of my head. spending almost twenty years in prison to protect your son from harm, from having to most likely face being orphaned. spending all that time trying to escape with only him in your mind because he is all you have left after your wife died years ago and when you finally meet him again he looks at you with disgust and the son you once loved so much is effectively dead and buried. hes got a new dad who you KNOW, factually and objectively because it was ordered by a court, did a better job raising him than you did with your son. you did try but eventually you ended up repeating the patterns your own parents left in your life and thats not good enough. your son ends up in an objectively better position without you, without needing you anymore despite everything you did for him, and you can do nothing but accept all of that

"glenns not stupid, he knows morgans death affected nick. he doesnt want him to have to go through it again" and (ron): "your son.. sucks now" (glenn, grabbing him from the collar): "you say that shit to me one more time." and "this is the first time ive seen- [the sunlight]"

there's a very specific kind of vibe that comes with living with your friends in final year that it just does not have in first year or even second year. like as a fresher it's usually the first time any of you have lived away from home let alone with SO MANY people your age and it's terrifying and exciting and randomised to boot so it's generally carnage for a whole year in the best and worst ways, and then second year you pick who you're living with and it feels like for the first time you're doing this adult thing PROPERLY. you have a place of your own now. these are the people you've chosen to live with. studying gets serious etc. but it's still fresh. it's still new. you still don't know how to navigate it. but final year? final year is when you actually get it right. you know how to manage your time better. you know what works for you and what doesn't. studying is the main focus and you've been out in the world for three years now and it's not loud and boisterous like it was in first year and you're not exciteable and awkward like you were in second year. you're comfortable. every single one of my flatmates has their own friend group and we mainly keep to our own social circles, but we'll still meet each other back at the house after a night out and sit in the kitchen or my room to do the debrief. sometimes i'll go days not seeing either of them despite sharing a house but every now and then someone will softly call up the stairs that 'the heating's on!' or one of us will sneeze and the other two will yell 'bless you!' through the walls. the lack of interaction isn't interpreted as dislike in ways it would have been even last year, because we're all just old enough to be past that now and settled enough in our friendship not to worry about it. idk. uni is very loud and unsettling a lot of the time so it's been really sweet to see how almost boringly comfortable final year is.

i just remembered this one long fic of aizawa that i used to read here on tumblr but i cant remember the name or the username of the person who wrote it but the reader had heightened senses as their quirk and was a close combat teacher to the ua class SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME FIND IT

and yeah i lost the ring my grandad made for me :3 ie probably the most important and special thing in the world that i own :3 feeling normal and fine and cool about it

Coop deserves to be there cuz tbh its grody as fuck to call conjoined twins a 'fusion'. Being cojoined is a real thing lol. Anyways Coop wins in my heart.

I really had no idea when I first made the silly art post that the poll options were submissions. XD Otherwise, I'm not sure how the Conjoined AU ended up with the other fusions either? perhaps that's just where they thought it would fit best...

Thanks you!!! Coop Sweep!

ninjago fandom when ppl stop mischaracterising wu as a one note shitty old guy and realise hes a complex character with just as much of his own trauma as everyone else in the show

anyone else feel like this also what is it. what is wrong

me when running away from everyone makes me end up all alone:

I have been obsessed with this exact fucking dress for 3 years.

If I thought the Enstars game was unhinged, that was because I didn't see the ads for it yet.

sometimes i really miss in early college when i primarily had four good friends i felt i could count on for almost anything and that was legitimately all i needed. friendships are more numerous but more diffuse now both geographically and emotionally and there’s some kind of bottomless feeling of unmet need there

maybe i should have gone into practical effects instead of computer science...