Feeling Like Maybe. I Can Only Access Love Through Fiction.

quick lmhs itafushi because god help me i have Not been able to get the concept of yuuji smiling/laughing into kisses out of my head

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

F1 AU sketches

Let me tell you something. I dont want eloise or cressida to get lavender married to some man. This is not a tv show for compromises. I want them to fuck nasty in the house library, I want everyone to know that those two have something going on and gossip but never dare say it out loud, I want them to have royal immunity in society and stroll around arms linked and head high, I want them to make out in the park behind a tree, I want them to turn down men. It's time to start asking stupid tv shows to let lesbians have stupid moments

Ariel and Eric invented “x fell first but y fell harder because yes Ariel fell in love with Eric first but that boy took one look at the strange quiet girl petting his dog and letting him infodump and immediately started thinking about wedding colors

Self-care is watching movies about women made by women

the sea is calling

And if Jason perceives his death anniversary completely differently from how his family do?

Jason, against the common belief, canonically doesn't talk about his death that much, and when he does, he feels like it is not something people need to dwell on — it is how they view and interpret his death, and the aftermath, that bothers him.

So, maybe on his death anniversary, Jason doesn't want to mourn. He wants to live. So he does. He visits his favourite places in the Gotham, chats with people he had missed, enjoys his day, and breathes, breathes, b r e a t h e s.

But once he steps in the Manor for a minute that day?

It is nothing but a kingdom of the grief.

Bruce is locked up in the Cave, straight in front of the memorial. Dick is not even around, and Jason takes a wild guess that he is visiting his grave in the meanwhile. Alfred maniacally cleans up in the library over and over, ignoring other duties. Even Tim, Tim, who technically has nothing to do with all of that, takes after others (almost instinctively), and acts along with a strange, dreadful atmosphere in the house.

And Jason is irritated, pissed off, but mostly hurt.

He is literally right here.

But once again, it changes absolutely nothing. It never does. Really.

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

when mitski said ‘and I was so young when I behaved 25, but now I find I’ve grown into a tall child’, and when marina said ‘I can’t open up and cry ‘cause I’ve been silent all my life’ and when anne carson said ‘to feel anything deranges you. to be seen feeling anything strips you naked. in the grip of pleasure or pain doesn’t matter’ and when when lorde ‘what about the kid? it’s time the kid got free’ and hozier said ‘i need to be youthfully felt ‘cause God, I never felt young’ and adele said ‘everybody tells me it’s ‘bout time I moved on, and I need to learn to lighten up and learn how to be young’ and when benjamin alira saenz said ‘I’d been born knowing to hide what I felt’ and then later ‘summer was supposed to be about freedom and youth and no school and possibilities and adventure and exploration. summer was a book of hope’ and then also ‘she summer sun was not meant for boys like me. boys like me belonged to the rain.’ anyway