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splatooshy · 7 days
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i always forget that the seasons have different months in other parts of the world & then i get confused by the wildly inaccurate associations of certain vibes. like ‘august’ by taylor swift.
you’re telling me that’s supposed to be about SUMMERTIME???? august is clearly a winter song for a winter month, complete with ocean run-swims at 6am and servo hot chocolates and a nice long soak in the spa, before the afternoon sun comes out and you’re seeking those patches of its warmth to stretch out in like a house cat does when he finds the Optimal Naptime Spot. august has those week-long ski trips, seven hour drives and man-made snow and closed chairlifts because some of the runs didn’t get enough coverage — steamy puds and stargazing and card games, and the ipod shuffle you got in 2013 is playing Open Season and Two Weeks and White Winter Hymnal through sand-ridden earphones that don’t quite work the same anymore, but the vibes still hit just right, the same as they would back in 2009 when the snow was heavier and the colours were brighter and those songs were playing through your dad’s brand-new iphone 3 on drives that felt endless, watching raindrops race down the windows of the old forester and barely having half a clue as to what time even was, what change would mean. august is early mornings at the lake, salt splashing from every direction, soaking the sleeves of your thermal before the sun’s even risen, paddling your way through the dark with zero clue where you are or who’s around you, working harder just to warm up, but now you’re too warm and tired and it’s fucking time trials week and marathon season and you just wanna go home and take a nice long shower and a nice long nap before you gotta do it all again tomorrow. but the routine is steadying — until one day the floor suddenly shifts out from under you and it’s not the same anymore and you’re watching other people enjoy what you want to enjoy but just can’t, and maybe you never really enjoyed it in the first place?? but no, there was definitely a time you did, just because it’s not that time anymore doesn’t mean it never existed, but still, you envy those who still enjoy those things and still have those things, even though they could be yours too if you wanted, but you don’t want it. at least, you don’t think you do.
oh, and y’all are missing out on springtime!september.
seriously, september is absolutely in spring.
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splatooshy · 9 days
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there’s a lot that can be critiqued with the shift in katara’s characterisation, but this… this isn’t it.
katara being less bossy & brash makes sense for how they’ve written her backstory. and they NAILED that tragic backstory.
she watched her mother die, and in an attempt to save kya, she accidentally framed her as a waterbender. katara is afraid. afraid of her powers, of the fire nation, of seeing her loved ones get hurt (afraid of being unable to do anything about it) she’s harboured so much guilt for so long - torturing herself with what if’s and should’ves.
katara is still katara. she’s still hot headed and compassionate and sassy. but she’s no master, and she knows it. and by ep 8, she’s grown SO much. she’s angrier, fiercer, stronger. just because she’s not shouting it from the rooftops, doesn’t mean that it’s not there.
because katara DOES have flaws.
she’s still petty, naive, and inexperienced. she’s still too trusting and overconfident. she still brings up her dead mum in every other conversation.
but most of all; she’s afraid. she let fear rule her for a long time, and by ep8, she’s the one ruling it.
she knows she has limited knowledge and experience.
as soon as she meets aang, she’s taking his advice on bending and even actively seeks it.
she’s been creating her own moves by modifying earthbending techniques. it’s not perfect, but it’s so much more than what she could do before. she’s going out of her way to learn more, to be better, to fight back. she’s using all the resources she can get.
she HAD to be self taught. because nobody was there to teach her. and when she finally found a teacher, he refused, just because she’s a girl.
this is exactly the same in the animation.
at this point in the show (NWT), she’s overcome the internal obstacles of her powers. she’s in control of her fears and guilt. she did that herself — and she had to. not just because there was nobody else, but because that’s her responsibility. it’s something only she can do. aang, gran gran, jet all helped, but in the end, katara did it herself.
but now she has to face an EXTERNAL obstacle, and the last time she faced an external obstacle like that, it was when a fire nation soldier killed her mother in front of her.
this time, katara knows what happens when nobody is there to teach the untrained. she knows better. she has the ability to protect herself and others, and pakku has the ability to TRAIN THE WOMEN and utilise those strengths. and she’ll be damned if any more lives are lost because of a preventable vulnerability.
so yeah, she may not be as bossy or angry or loud, but she’s still katara. she’s still strong and independent. she’s still compassionate and kind. she’s still her own master, and she still bickers with her brother.
she still takes NO shit from anyone.
natla suffers from a LOT of exposition, but people seem to be forgetting that nuance still exists. it’s just in different ways than the original. because we already HAVE the original. we don’t need to be told and shown the same things we already know. in the live action, that stuff lies in the subtleties, and the more obvious aspects are the changes, as is the way with all adaptions.
Netflix, I don’t know how to tell you this but a woman doesn’t have to be self taught to be a strong female character. It’s ok to let her know her limitation and ask for help. It’s ok to let her get angry, it’s ok to let her be jealous, it’s ok to let your female character have flaws and WORK on them. Your female character doesn’t have to become a master on her own to be memorable, it just makes her accomplishment feel unearned.
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splatooshy · 21 days
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wait wait wait but there’s a cohesiveness to this—
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there’s a pattern in here somewhere. i just know it.
there has to be some kind of method to my blorbo madness.
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splatooshy · 1 month
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i want to lock christian borle in the bottom left drawer of my desk and only pull him out on special occasions
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splatooshy · 2 months
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no because damon only ever flirted with his eyes when he was looking at men.
never saw it with elena (except the one where he’s taking the piss)
So.
I think it's super funny that Stefan and Elena make fun of the "flirt with your eyes" aspect of the Founders Dance
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and that the show was like DaMoN fLirTs WiTh HiS EyEs
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because this is literally Stelena?
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splatooshy · 2 months
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chapter six is up!
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splatooshy · 2 months
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this but with enzo sprawled out on an armchair like the king of the castle, adding commentary and eating popcorn.
Bonnie being so snappy with Damon and him returning that same energy is one of the best parts of bamon
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splatooshy · 2 months
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@crossedsabers10s
making this up as i go along, gonna give myself 30 minutes to come up with something. prompt generator dot com or something gave me the prompts [friendship bracelets] + [miscommunication].
start: 10:51pm
end: 11:21pm.
rating: T
summary: speedwritten drabble of denzo + prompts (friendship bracelets + miscommunication). unedited, unfinished.
“…What are you doing?” Enzo asks amusedly, watching Damon try and creep up on him with all the subtlety of a baby horse wearing sleigh bells on its hooves.
The other vampire walks closer, casually—far too casually—and stops right in front of Enzo, who narrows his eyes and takes in his ex-cellmate’s appearance. He’s got his hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, a glint in his eye that just oozes ‘DANGER’, and a wicked little smirk to tie the whole look together.
“…Nothing,” Damon sing-songs. “Just hangin’ with my BFF, that’s all.”
“Mm-hmm. That’s all?”
There’s a vigorous nod. “That’s all.”
Blue eyes gaze, unblinking.
Brown eyes gaze right back.
Five, ten minutes pass, neither vampire breaking from their impromptu (and unspoken) staring contest.
Blue eyes gaze even harder, and their attached person grabs Enzo’s hand. “Mine.”
“Yours,” Enzo agrees.
Damon smiles evilly at that admission, and Enzo wonders—not for the first time—whether his (ex) friend might be part-fae. It’s not outside the realm of possibility, from what he’s been taught about the supernatural world these days.
Something cold wraps around his wrist, quickly, silently —— until the sudden click! causes Enzo to break the staring contest so that he can glance down at his hand in confusion.
“Ha!” Damon giggles maniacally, practically vibrating out of his own skin, “I won!”
Enzo wiggles his hand inside the attached cuff. Which doesn’t look like any of the ones he’s ever seen; not even the official ones he’d accidentally nicked from the Sheriff — This one’s strange. A bit heavier. Not by much, not Augustine-level, but the difference is there. Maybe it’s a new thing, heavy handcuffs. “So you did,” he concedes, “but what does that have to do with handcuffing only one of my wrists?” Part of him wonders if he’s gonna get locked in the Salvatore’s creepy basement again. He hopes not. He hasn’t done anything wrong, right? Definitely not enough for Damon to be the one locking him up…right???
“I won,” Damon tells him, simple as that. “And you lost. Loser has to be handcuffed to the winner for a week.” Damon pulls his hand out of his jacket to click on the other end of the metal cuffs, so they’re sitting nicely around his own wrist, connected to the chain of Enzo’s own jail bracelet.
“Handcuffed. Right.” Surprisingly Safe For Work of Damon, actually. He’s not really sure what the whole staring contest thing had to do with it, though.
Then he grins at the British vampire. “Think of it like… a friendship bracelet.”
“A friendship bracelet?” Enzo echoes, and Damon nods emphatically. “Yeah,” he says, jiggling their conjoined hands, “a best friendship bracelet.”
Let the record show that Enzo definitely does not smile at this. At all. Because it’s terribly inconvenient and not in any realm cute.
“Why?”
The jiggling stops.
“Why?” Damon asks quietly, hurt seeping into every corner of the singular syllable. “Do you—was thi—Why wouldn’t I? You’re my best friend.” He says it so simply, so certainly, so honestly that Enzo wishes to believe him more than anything.
And part of him does.
But there’s another, bigger part of him that wants more than what Damon’s offering.
“Not that,” he retracts, “why the handcuffs?”
Damon brightens up a little, and so does Enzo’s traitorous heart. “Bonding activity. Spell wears off in a week, but if you hate this, we can probably get Bonnie to undo it before then.” He takes a deep breath. “I-I just… thought that maybe we could have some fun with it. Because…you’re moving out and all, ‘n I….” He scrunches up his face. “I don’t want you to!”
Enzo lets out a hopeful breath. “You don’t?”
“Of course not! That’s why I orchestrated this whole thing!”
A stupid inconvenience birthed from good intentions? That checks out. “You chained us together, with magical handcuffs… all because I’ve been thinking about finding my own place?”
Damon nods sullenly, then shrugs, pulling Enzo’s cuffed hand up with the action.
“Damon… you could’ve just told me.”
“You’ve been avoiding me. I just wanted to make sure you couldn’t leave.”
“And I wanted to make sure you couldn’t ask me to.”
11:22pm.
that… i’m quite proud of that. i’m typing this on my phone, so go me! yeehaw never gonna put myself through that again.
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splatooshy · 2 months
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Hey, if you're a minor and you're following my blog, I just need you to be aware:
You have been on this earth for fewer years than my cat has.
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She turns 20 this week, everyone please say happy birthday 🥳💖
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splatooshy · 2 months
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Characters being compared to dogs always use terriers or pitbulls or something for their metaphors. “They grab on and they don’t let go” “They keep worrying at it until it’s dead” etc.
Anyway, I want to see collies used as metaphors. Albert Payson Terhune style. “He was like an attack dog–making slash-and-run attacks, cutting them up worse every time, never staying in range long enough to get hurt but circling back over and over.”
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splatooshy · 2 months
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@crossedsabers10s denzo moment
if you try to run me through with your blade i'll just pull it in deeper until we're face to face and kiss you on the mouth. with tongue.
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splatooshy · 2 months
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— BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN (2005)
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splatooshy · 2 months
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pookers i hunger for your words mmm mmmmm eet eez 6am and eye am steel hyped from taylaurr sweeft purrrformink hawnted x exeyele. yew haw
@splatooshy Brain needs reboot, I request one (1) prompt pls, I’ll attempt a lil 200-500 oneshot if amendable
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splatooshy · 2 months
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new chapter out now!! part two of ‘and they were roommates’ or whatever i named it i can’t remember tbh.
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splatooshy · 2 months
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Giving Bamon's vamp pancakes to Delena was actually so fucking disrespectful though. I just thought about it and got so fucking mad.
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splatooshy · 2 months
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The way CW stole Damon’s bisexuality AND bamon from me is the real crime here.
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splatooshy · 2 months
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Inky paw prints presumably left by a curious kitty on a 15th century manuscript.
From National Geographic.
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