#but vaguely

[buccellato]

Having a normal one thinking about tristamp Knives considering himself a "proper" independent in comparison to Vash, but all of the traits he is shown valuing as a plant are the things that humans would value in a production plant, not a plant that exists separately from humanity. The early development of his powers, the fact that he doesn't need fuel (food or water) for replenishing his energy? Ideal for something that a human values for production! Plus he can't communicate with the higher dimension in the same way Vash does, he can only draw energy to produce things—and we know from the fight in the finale Vash is pretty evenly matched even while holding back (and by extension, we know that Vash is more baseline powerful than Knives in Trimax). But by all measures, Vash is less "useful" as a plant to No Man Land's current production capabilities compared to Knives (who could pretty much be a one-man factory).

Anyways I'm not going anywhere specific with this. I'm tired and running on fumes, just rotating things in my brain.

#trigun stampede #tristamp #trigun #millions knives #Knives. Knives I am rotating you in my mind. Knives do you know that in your attempt to define yourself as the ultimate independent #you have accidentally reaffirmed the qualities of plants that humanity would prefer #You value your production and power and neglect creating a real identity separate from it #once again: Knives I'm rotating you in my mind. this is a threat. #concocting powerful scenarios in my head wherein Knives gets the independent plant society he's always wanted and he's just average #not the worst there is...but not any better than the average dependent. doesn't socialize well either. #Gifted Kid Syndrome Haver Nai 'Millions Knives' Saverem #spoilers #but vaguely

[mintaffy]

A ghost game art dump + hcs to commemorate the fact ITS ALMOST OVER?? WHAT . HOW WILL I SURVIVE haha like the game

#digimon #hiro amanokawa #regulusmon #but vaguely #ruli tsukiyono #kiyoshiro higashimitarai #digimon ghost game #saoart

[emimii]

my brain fizzled and blew a fuse and now we have this

#yeah i dunno #it just manifested itself while i was drawing ms mei dragon #my brain scurried to draw it #ninjago #zane julien #ninjago zane #zane ninjago #oppositeshipping #but vaguely #veeeery vague #lego ninjago

[mascindulgence]

[x]

#good omens #aziraphale #crowley #good omens spoilers #but vaguely #anthony j crowley #aziraphale good omens #crowley good omens #my art #art #initially was gonna have full drawings of them but hhh didnt end up looking good unfort #i think? this is the first time ive drawn their tv appearances lol

[toskarin]

looping back to IBO (I do it at least weekly) I think it's cool how both season finales do the exact same thing with bleeding the opening into a fight scene where a character has given up on everything except blind revenge, right down to the animalistic berserker framing of the fights

#ibo spoilers #but vaguely

[itsaash]

O'Knutzy Week! Prompt: cooking mishap

I'll be posting parts of the same story each day this week! It's a cubs au where Finn's spending the summer at his parent's house in the Hamptons and Leo is their private chef. Established LeLo. Characters by @lumosinlove and parts of this were written by the incomparable @allhalloweve (specifically most the flashback cooking scene is by them, and the last few lines, and some more scattered in there too 💗)

Part 1 here

for @oknutzyweek2023

Part 2

Leo travelled home that Monday morning with his heart fluttering. He felt pulled to get home to Logan, their summer days in the city together were as sweet as the tea that accompanied them throughout the hot sticky days in Brooklyn. 

But his mind also drifted over the past few weekends with Finn. Finn usually worked on his laptop, but sometimes had pages printed out, marked up with an indecipherable code of color pens. Leo had laughed with his full chest when he sat down and pulled the same pens out of his own bag to write his grocery lists and meal plans for the next weekend. They had shared the space and shared their pens, and even if Leo was no closer to understanding when Finn used the violet or the sage green, he could admit they were sharing something special. Friendship, of course. 

Leo was so happy with Logan, they had been joined at the hip and the heart since Logan had attempted an evening cooking class that Leo had been teaching. 

Logan was, quite possibly, the worst cook Leo had ever seen. He was hesitant to trust the man with anything sharper than a cutting board. Not for lack of competence–no, Logan was brilliantly smart with wit to match–but rather a complete inability to cook more than an egg. Even that was risky on occasion.

But bless his heart, Logan had the most refined palette Leo ever had the pleasure of finding. Despite not being able to find his way around a recipe with a flashlight and a map, Logan could taste a dish and know in a moment what it needed—not just salt or pepper, either. It needs spice, he had said the very first time Leo let him breathe near the industrial ovens, rummaging in the spice racks. It needs…this. This smells right.

The ensuing mac and cheese had tasted just as good as any Leo had eaten in a restaurant, yet came from the hands of a man who had nearly dropped a mallet on his foot mere minutes before. Leo’s plan had been a tenderised cut of beef, to be seared and then baked, teaching skills in basting, marinades, testing temperatures, and plating. This plan had been officially abandoned after the incident with the mallet. And the pan that may never recover. And better not to mention the smell.

When Leo switched his intention from ‘cooking lesson’ to ‘let’s just feed this adorable, wrecking ball of a man’, this glorious mac and cheese had unfolded. They had shared the dish over stainless steel counters while purposefully ignoring the mess that Leo was unreasonably glad wasn’t in his own home, in favour of enjoying their food and each other. They had been the only people left in the building, and Leo was gone on him. Logan spent half an hour rambling about the spice and silk trade of the 14th century—Leo spent half an hour admiring his bright eyes and soft mouth. Three years later, he had come to love those eyes more than anything.

Leo stepped off the train while the sweet memories swirled around his mind, and began the short walk home to their apartment, ready to try a new recipe that had also been percolating. He sent Logan a text letting him know he was home, and Logan responded. 

Leo ☀️ I’m off the train now, loveLo. Home soon. Going to make a recipe i saw, like a apricot tart

Logan💚Ok i’ll be home soon, love. Just at the library.  Can’t wait to get my mouth on you  it

Leo ☀️ mmm but which first?

Logan💚 You, obviously. xxx

Leo smiled to himself and set to unpacking and prepping the veggies for dinner and dessert. He fully planned on allowing himself to be interrupted when Logan got home. 

Steam sizzled on the stove and Leo turned the burner off, the kitchenaid joining music as the background noise wafting through their apartment. A warm chest pressed up against his back, bare rather than hidden beneath a carefully-ironed button down. 

“Hi Tremzy,” Leo sighed, letting his head drop back into Logan’s shoulder. “Why don’t you have a shirt on?”

Logan turned his head to nuzzle Leo’s hair with his nose and wrapped his arms firmly around Leo’s waist. 

“Is hot,” Logan murmured. 

Leo turned to press a kiss to his forehead, brushing messy curls out of the way.

“Won’t catch me complaining. How was your weekend?”

“Fine, good. Met up with Noelle, did workouts in mornings, read that new biography book. Missed you,” his nose wrinkled. “Missed you way too much. Fuckin’ richies.”

“Your family has a summer house in addition to their regular house,” Leo pointed out with a snort. “And those richies pay our bills right now.”

“They steal my boyfriend.”

“They are perfectly nice. Haley and Ramsey treat me like family and, well I don’t know their oldest that well, but Finn’s sweet. You’d like him.”

Logan levelled a sceptical look on him while one hand slipped away to snag a bite of apricot. That seemed unlikely. “I would?”

“He’s funny. He’s smart, like you. An editor for novels ‘n shit. Total bookworm. You’d amuse each other, I think.” And it would keep you both out of my way so I can cook in peace. What Leo wouldn’t give to see them set each other off about a pedantic historical detail. If anyone in the world could make Finn’s ears go red in a little fit of crankiness, it would be Logan. Bullheaded, the both of them.

Logan seemed suspicious. “Isn’t this the same Finn who freaked out about seaweed?”

“Well, yes,  and, um, so he invited us to stay next week. You can grill him for more details about phobias then.” Leo kissed his cheek again, then turned fully in his arms for a proper one on his lips. 

The kiss appeased Logan’s huffiness enough to earn Leo a second one; he sank into it, settling one hand in the dip of Logan’s waist where his skin was warm and soft. 

“Je t’aime,” Logan said into his mouth. His thumb ran in circles over Leo’s jaw and sent goosebumps over his body.

“Love you more,” he whispered back, and started walking Logan backwards towards their bed.

Some time later, after their traditional Monday reconnection, they lay in bed together. Logan had his head resting in Leo’s bare chest, and Leo was running his fingers through Logan’s hair rhythmically. 

“Would you want to go?” Leo asked. 

“Quoi?” Logan said. 

“Finn really did invite us both up for the week. Might be nice to get away for a week?” 

“I guess, but isn’t it a bit weird?”

“Yeah, I can see why’d you say that,” Leo sighed. “But Finn really is sweet. Haley and Ramsey - they would be around for the weekend, and I would be working then. But then we could have 4 days of relaxing… sitting by the pool, I’d take you to the farmer’s market, maybe down to the water… all the stuff I don’t have time for on the weekends.”  

Logan rested his chin on Leo’s sternum and hummed. 

“Sounds like you really want to go, hmm peanut?”

“Yeah, I guess I do. But only if you’re there,” Leo said, shrugging. 

“D’accord, of course. Getting out of the city for a week sounds amazing. I do have that planning meeting with my principal and the other social science teachers this weekend though.”

“Oh shit, right, I forgot about that.” Logan turned to kiss Leo’s shoulder, ran his tongue along his collarbone. “I’m pretty sure only a Saturday worked for some of them. But, one more weekend apart, and then I can be your sous chef for two whole weekends,” Logan kissed the dip between his collarbones, “help you, spend time with you,” he murmured and his kisses travelled up Leo’s neck.

Leo laughed, and pulled Logan up to kiss him, revelling in the softness of his lips. 

“I can’t wait, love.” Kiss. “But, sweetheart?” 

“Hmm?”

Kiss. 

“Absolutely no knives.”

#coast to coast #o'knutzy #lumosinlove #o'knutzy week 2023 #LeLo #cooking mishaps #but vaguely #chef Leo #food

[cptnghoulowl]

IM LATE BUT I WAS CRYING OVER HOW CUTE EP 9 WAS AHAHAHAHAHA

AND BEFORE YOU ASK yes I left Rei out of the running. I know he'll win if he's in this. He ALWAYS wins. Poor Kazuki ok.

I want all of them to have a fighting chance so like if you wanna vote for Rei, maybe reblog the post or smthn. And like, as an aroace raccoon who wants to marry Anna Sensei and Kyuu chan, plz tell me in an sfw way WHY or HOW you find Rei hot. Like, I'm not judging y'all, I'm genuinely curious, because all I see is a wet cat in a cardboard box. I love him, don't get me wrong, but he's also just. Broke, ded college student vibes.

VOTE VOTE VOTE FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

#buddy daddies #buddy daddies episode 9 #rei suwa #kurusu kazuki #anna hanyu #kyutaro kugi #misaki unasaka #karin buddy daddies #educate me plz tumblr #i understand the phenomenon of the sexyman #but vaguely #im doing this for science #again if any of yall vote for Ogino istg i hope you're trolling #it happens EVERY. TIME. #HE GETS VOTES SOMEHOW #its scaring me ngl #i will as usual be voting for Kyu chan since I am biased #but I kinda want Anna sensei to win because shes my wife

[exoticalmonde]

Targonian Diet... Apparently

Me: *Looking up Targon animals in an attempt to answer the age-old question if there are canon Vastaya Targonians so I have a reason to delve deeper into whether or not Phel and Sett would have their minds blown mutually*

Me: "Aw, there are Stellacorns in Targon? I'm not surprised, but yet... I still am. " Pinkie: "Targonians must love eating that Stellarmeat." Me, appalled: "They don't eat them!" Pinkie: "Eve, not everybody can be vegetarian on Runeterra, someone somewhere would have to eat some kind of sentient meat." Me: "I'm not saying that they have to be! They have all kinds of weird creatures there to--- It depends on how sentient-- What do you do consider sen--- You know what, this is delving into a topic I am NOT ready to talk about. All that it says here is that 'Stellacorn are unicorn-like creatures live near Targon. Young ones live near the peak of the mountain, taken care by Star Shepherds'." Pinkie: "Yeah, I'm pretty sure the Star Shepherds are really lucky to see them all the time." Me: "Look, if it was ANY other creature, you know, normal unicorns, pegasi, anything-" Lundi: *Gasps in Mlynar* Me: "You're not allowed to say anything about this-" *Back speaking to Pinkie* "Everything else would have been fine. I don't like the idea of Stellacorns being… eaten." Pinkie: "The moment you read 'Shepherd' you should have stopped."

#league of legends #lol #arknights mlynar #targon #runeterra #friendship #banter #arknights #stellacorn #aphelios #aphelios lol #settphelios #but vaguely

[the-void-has-questions]

There’s nothing more jarring yet thrilling about finding out a two-shot fanfic is a sequel, and then clicking on the previous work…

And seeing “22/22 chapters”

#oh my god NO BRO ITS ALREADY LIKE 1 am I DONT NEED TO READ IT #I need to read it #like!!! I already KNOW I like their writing!!! so I’m EXCITED #but also hooo boyyyyy I am not getting any sleeeeppppp cause my prescription ran out 🤪 #remy rambles #ninjago #but vaguely

[jaina-chaosweaver-of-fate]

A contrived coincidence, Or purposeful sabotage, Predestined fated death, Leaves a fun entourage.

#Daily poetry challenge #Day 483 #A vague summary of the plot of the latest Indiana Jones movie. #indiana jones #indiana jones and the dial of destiny #spoilers #but vaguely

[areafiftydun]

this is gonna make zero sense but i feel like i was recently hit by a car in an adjacent universe

#justine rambles #disclaimer: #i am not under the influence of anything #it’s kinda like déjà vu but different #like i am fine in this moment but i just really feel like it’s happened #i remember the pavement and it being dark outside and broken glass #and laying on the ground ig? #but vaguely #maybe it was a dream #anyway #i am learning how to drive which has always scared me so maybe i dreamt about it #i usually remember my dreams though #anywayyyy #let me know if i should tag this

[orphetoon]

yeah

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #not really tho?? #vague spoilers for some monsters #laios touden #laios dungeon meshi #orphe’s art

[dilfsisko]

you there. high quality production youtube channel with a team of people. why are your captions autogenerated.

#els.txt #not a vague about any youtube channel in particular btw i just notice it. a lot #i need those

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes

#book 24 #the conversation between the gods at the beginning there is just this #greatest hits #all i say is vicious war crimes in a vague way #and you all start frothing at the mouth like rabid dogs #a lot of yall get the memo with the blorbo tags but also. seeing quite a few strange pulls #not exactly war crimes but Ok #sometimes normal vicious crimes can just be normal vicious crimes ok guys #can yall stop tagging this as israel u guys r fucking weird…. #if u see this and think it is a joke about actual fucking horrific war crimes and ethnic cleansing. u may be fucked up in the head #please be normal #will people stop commenting on this please. none of yall r funny

[wolfythewitch]

i have so much rage in me one day i think i will explode. i dont think i know how to forgive as much as i know how to forget

#art #wolfy religious tedtalks #sketch #comic #i have such a huge disconnect with my emotions and i do genuinely think a lot of it ties back to religion #crazy how that happens #whats funny is i now have a lot of people i vaguely dislike but cant remember why. #crazy what happens when you treat forgiveness like an instruction and not a process

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

--

no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

#cw: suicidal ideation #cw: suicide #cw: self harm #cw: mental health #cw: depression #i made the balloon the main representation of my self destructive urges for a reason but im not going to explain it #i tried to keep a lot of the details in this vague #it would be my worst nightmare if this comic encouraged someone to hurt themselves #so. please dont #for a long time even the thought of making this comic felt so insipid and narcissistic #with the state of the world as it is #having the only threat to your life be yourself felt so privileged and trite and shameful #but doing this comic made me sit down and process things in full #and im just. very grateful i didn't give in to my thoughts back when i sincerely felt i'd be more useful to the world dead #i also feel the need to say that this wont represent everyone's battle with mental illness. its unfortunately different for all of us #there is no fix-all #and im afraid this might be one of those comics that either resonates a lot or misses the target by a mile #i made it for myself foremost. and now that its done im glad i did it #thank you for reading #and please stay alive #stillindigo art #stillindigo comics