its intriguing to me how you know so much so instead of asking a question about said knowledge im gonna ask how u know all this?-?/?-
oh hey!! the simple answer is autism but i'll give more specifics
so i've always been a nonfiction guy, and i first started doing historical research when i was really young on the history of New Orleans from my school library, which was abundant since I'm only about 40 minutes outside the city. every week we could check out two books so i'd check out two history books (or books on ghosts, dogs, or greek mythology, i'm kind of a jack of all trades) and just. read them for fun.
later on, i started writing essays in my free time about the things i was reading about to summarize what i was learning (this blog is just a digital version of that). from this point until, well, now, i was taught how to do research online in school and also kinda figured it out on my own and this extended to my other interests which, at the time, was psychology (i still study psychology but just for school).
its not a shock to anyone that my research on the american revolution and american history in general began when i listened to hamilton, and i started researching information about the events portrayed in the musical online. i read yk the online articles about the lives of the characters, then the relatives and friends of those characters. then i found the government archives and started reading through hamilton's letters. then i started giving all my money to bookshops and now i have a library of fully annotated history books, bookmark folders full of secondary and primary sources, and exactly $1.88 to my name (not exactly but its funnier to say that).
i am very privileged to be able to pay for books and have transportation to libraries and bookshops and the archives and whatnot, and i take full advantage of it!! i was actually kinda called out by my law teacher today because he said that usually people get addicted to things that are fun and not tedious while looking right at me. so. that's a fun thing that happened today.
knowledge is just a collection of facts, and intelligence is the accumulation of skills, and so i do my best to get both. so really any knowledge i have is just enough free time to accumulate enough facts to keep me yapping 24/7/365 and enough skills to make it seem that i vaguely know what im talking about!
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LOOK AT HOW HE LOOKS AT HIS CONTESTANTS BEING HAPPY AND HAVING FUN, LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THEM, LOOK ME IN THE FUCJING EYES AND TELL ME HE WOULD NOT SACRIFICE HIS LIFE AGAIN TO SAVE THEM, YOU CANT, YOU CANT LOOK AT HIS FACE HERE AND THEN PROCEED TO LIE AND SAY HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT THEM, THIS SHOW AND THESE CONTESTANTS ARE HIS FUCKING WORLD AND AFTER SEEING THEM ALL SO SAD, WATCHING THEM ALL GET ALONG FOR ONCE PROBABLY MAKES HIM SO DAMN HAPPY AAAAAA
HE JOKES ABOUT HATING THEM AND HE JOKES ABOUT HAVING FAVOURITES BUT HE LOVES ALL THESE GUYS!!!! HE HAS BEEN ISOLATED HIS WHOLE CHILDHOOD IMAGINE HOW EMOTIONALLY ATTACHED HE IS TO THESE FELLAS???? THE LOOK IN HIS EYES AND THE SWEET SMILE AND THE WAY HE HAS HIS HANDS ON HIS HIPS AND HES LEANING A LITTLE BIT TO THE SIDE?? HE LOOKS SO RELAXED?? CALM??? HAPPY!!! HE LOOKS LIKE HE FINALLY FEELS SAFE!!!! THE WAY HE WATCHES FROM A DISTANCE TOO MY FUCKING HEART- AAAAAAA HES SO BLORBO
IM SO FUCKING NORMAL ABOUT THIS SCENE!!!! IM NOT SHAKING AND GIGGLING AND SMILING AT MY SCREEN AS I LOOK AT THAT IMAGE, IM SO DAMM NORMAL ABOUT THESE 7 SECONDS OF THE SHOW-
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You and Cove sit a distance away from each other, your index fingers the only heat the two of you shared in the autumn. The ocean air seemed to whisper and flitter about, sending chills up your spine even through Cove's sweatshirt.
His eyes linger on your hands, intertwined, scared as if they were made to leave him. But as he steals another finger or two of yours to hold, it seems like all of his thoughts just disappears. The only thought that is present in the moment is how your hand fits against his so perfectly.
He goes from a finger, to two, to three, to your entire hand. He swipes his thumb up and down the back of your hand before he pulls you closer to him by your waist.
He slips a hand underneath your (his, technically) sweatshirt and just palms your bare skin, relaxing almost immediately when he feels your warm skin on his. He buries his face into your neck and just sighs. He breathes you in and breathes you out.
"Hi, handsome," you play with his hair a bit before laying down on the sand. He smiles against your skin and presses a bit more of his weight on you. "You know, we might get sand in our hair."
Cove hums. "I don't mind."
"Our bed would be nicer."
"I don't mind," he repeats. You laugh a bit and he presses his cheek against your neck, feeling the vibrations of your laughter echo throughout his body. He sighs again. "You're soft enough."
You don't argue with him anymore. It's late, you're both sleepy, and you're close enough to your house. You'll be fine.
You look for constellations but with you being so close to Cove and being able to listen to his breathing so clearly, it makes your heart pound and you can't focus. You've lost the big dipper around four times.
You try and find the moon but it's obscured by a bunch of clouds and it's getting harder to keep your eyes open. Cove is just so warm and you're so comfortable and it wouldn't hurt to close your eyes for a minute or two.
You lean a bit more into his touch and he wraps his arm further around your waist. His hair smells different, you want to ask him about it in the morning.
But for now, all you ask is, "Could we like this for a bit longer?"
(And he'll always reply with, "Of course.")
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Inspired by the lovely @ultfreakme ‘s hsm and zukka artwork, iconic in every way.
I’m sick and have no energy to paint. So just simple lineart and shading today. I believe “I Don’t Dance” is the best Dcom song, I mean it’s left such an impact on a generation. I love that that song is on a lot of zukka playlists, but it makes sense.
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