#they have a lot to aspire to

[nightgoodomens]

… To get to work with someone like Michael, you couldn’t really ask for better. We’ve only just finished, it was about 48 hours ago, and it was a very, very enjoyable double-act to be a part of…

…Are you going to be messaging things like ‘love you, miss you’…

… Of course, we’ve already done that…

… I mean they’ve been together since the Garden of Eden, so Michael and I’ve got quite a lot to aspire to…

Hello?!?!

#love you miss you and it hasn’t even been 48 hrs #they have a lot to aspire to #yeah alright that’s normal

[oishartmani]

my attempt at mimicking @/negiwave2000 's artstyle (besides a drawing of it w/ my own ^_^) !!

he's such a huge inspiration to me........ pls check him out!

#he draws girls very well.... i aspire to be like him #ignore the little sentences all around idk i went crazy maybe #i was planning to draw like. rin crying and sobbing so thats why i opened AAaAAAaaAa .... #but i drew this instead :3 yiiippeeeee #btw i didnt have any references while trying to mimic his artstyle.... i drew only w what i rememberd so i missed a lot of detailss... : #oish scribblz #doodle #digital #ms paint is fun #ms paint #vocal synth #vocaloid #rin kagamine #negiwave2000 #err.... i dunno.... #it girl #<- WE HARDLY GET A REP BITCH SPELL IT AND HURLL... !!! #/LYR #art study

[scintillyyy]

can i be real for a second here.

i genuinely don't think tim was meant to be or even comes across as near as much of a reader self insert character as much as he is claimed to be sometimes.

okay real over.

#sorry but. a lot of his experiences were designed to be aspirational or relatable to boys in the 90s but. #in a way that was designed to make people care about him and a wink to the trends of the time #but he isn't just a blank stale self insert he does have a character

[insertsomthinawesome]

Who in Genshin do you think has the most stable mental state

Itto. Its Freaking Itto. NO questions about it, no arguments, no nothin. This man Yells at Raiden Shogun to blast him with Lightning in a thunderstorm, has no issue befriending anybody, has enough self confidence to sustain him through anything, and does his best to genuinely be kind to so many other people. Dainsleif could monologue to him about what happened to Khaenri'ah and not only would Itto have the best "That's Rough Buddy" energy but he would also be exactly like the "This is where my parents died," "Cowabummer" Image SDLFKJSDFLJSDLGSD On a slightly more serious note tho: Itto is one of the only existing members of the cast we've actually got proof of overcoming their insecurities and trials. Most characters are hung up by something that Has happened, Could Happen, or Will Happen. ie Zhongli and Death, Venti and the Nameless bard, Diluc and his mistakes, Kaeya and his destiny. The list goes on and on. Itto's main struggles are all in the past. He was persecuted as a child, but taken in and raised, and obviously taught the value of his own worth despite what other people say. And he caries that lesson deeply. Sometimes maybe too far, but it allows him to face adversity and his struggles with pride and reassurance. He's learned to put his 110% into everything, and not really give a rip about what other people think or how he's perceived, just that he's doing what he thinks is right, and that he is worth it. The only time we get rumbles of more serious emotional frustration from him, its usually about the safety of others (ie, Him not liking that people bother Granny Oni, Being angry that the Blue Oni sacrificed themselves, Putting his foot down about Xiao's sacrifice) He doesn't like seeing other people treated as below their value. Because he can see the value in everybody. So yeah, he spends his days clowning around, never achieving much, being thought very little of, but this man knows his worth, and he knows the worth of others, and honestly? I think that makes him pretty smart. :)

#isa scream #ask #anonymous #Genshin Impact #arataki itto #arataki itto genshin impact #Whew I kinda got emotional near the end there #I like itto a lot can you tell SLDFKJSDLJSDGLJSDGDS #i aspire to have his self confidence and kindness battled into one giant loving bean alergic body. #MInus the bean allergy cause I don't think i have one. #I hope none of that came off too aggressive ^^;; i mean it in a very joking manner asdlfjSDLFJSLDG #Genshin impact spoilers #since I mentioned the chasm and that's pretty far in o7

[voidshrubsquared]

Listen. Listen to me

Do you know how much I LOVE that comic? IT'S SO GOOD SO SO SO GOOD

We get to see a glimpse of Click's inner workings! How his mind operates!! His complicated relationship with himself and the other pinks and what it is to BE a pink!!!! Is he just like them? Are they all the same?? Is HE the horrible one??? Is he not horrible ENOUGH???? WHO KNOWS!!! And the 'I miss my department' like MANS DOESN'T WANNA BE THERE!!! HE DOESN'T WANNA THINK ABOUT IT!!!! HE HATES IT HERE CAUSE INTERACTING WITH THESE GUYS MAKES HIM THINK TOO MUCH💕💖💕💖

Like, what if they're all the same? Then Click isn't special and he's just another darkner abiding by the rules of his code.

What if the others laced the candy platter and he didn't? Then Click is too soft, they'll eat him alive out there! How is he going to survive!!

What if he's projecting and nobody else even thought of lacing the candy? Does that mean he's just a horrible person in general? Is it not just a pink thing and more a HIM thing?

And then the visuals, the zooming in into the one piece of candy among all the others in the candy platter as he does Thoughts™

O U G H OVJJSBBCKROLNXNFODOF

DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHY I LOVE HIM DO YOU GET WHY I WANT TO INJECT HIM DIRECTLY INTO MY BLOODSTREAM THIS IS WHY HE'S MY FAVORITE ADDISON HIS WRITING IS IMMACULATE

#thank you for coming to my ted talk or something #pink addison #deltarune #bush RAMBLES #I might be missing something or be completely wrong on this cause honestly media literacy isnt my strong suit #I am like on a lower brain sauce flavor sometimes yanno #anyways brightgoat give me a piece of your god tier braincells #I aspire to write this good one day #if bright every finds this ummm no you didnt #sometimes I wonder if click ever thought/wanted to be a different colored addisom #cause being a pink (and a popular/well known one at that) must be so hard #you'd have a reputation to uphold!! around the public AND other pinks #too many slipups and you might ACTUALLY DIE #uhm wow I said a lot anyways #MINOR TYPO IN TAGS GONNA KILL SOMEONE #clickon k addison belongs to brightgoat btw #ok now I go

[lunar-beauty]

how jonathan envisioned a future between nancy and steve would looked like: “…they (nancy) would marry a boring one time jock who now works sales and they’d live out a perfectly boring little life at the end of a cul-de-sac. exactly like their parents, who they thought were so depressing.”

steve’s dream future with nancy:

involves going on several adventurous family road trips — which clearly isn’t boring at all

specifically mentions learning a new sport — so he has no intention of being a one time jock

doesn’t mention any career aspirations — but steve does currently have a sales job at family video so…point one for jonathan i guess. but it’s kinda odd how jonathan was making it seem like working in sales was a bad thing when his mom had a sales job at melvards at the time

doesn’t involve living at the end a cul-de-sac — in fact steve’s dream centers on leaving hawkins

is the opposite of how his parents lived: traveling for the sake of business and leaving their kid behind in the meantime

it’s also the opposite of how nancy’s parents lived: in a loveless marriage and having kids just to check it off the list

and neither steve or nancy find this future depressing — i mean this is steve’s dream future after all and when steve told her about it, nancy smiled and said that it sounded nice

#it’s weird how a lot of ppl in this fandom are so certain that steve never plans to leave hawkins #when steve’s dream emphasized how much he wanted to leave and explore what the world has to offer #just bc he doesn’t have any set career aspirations or a specific college in mind #or kids like he mentioned wanting yet #doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t want to leave hawkins and travel in meantime #i mean i can definitely see him and robin going on a road trip together post-vecna before heading to college together #and nancy travelling with them for a while during her spring break at emerson or something #stranger things #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #stancy #my posts #posts: st

[man-down-in-hatchet-town]

"You're Funny"

Steph saying to Pete "I didn't know you were funny" vs. Max telling Grace "you're funny." The parallels and the contrasts in the context and deliveries are so good.

Both scenes happen at the start, feature the characters' first out-of-song interactions in the show, and have the cool, popular kid complimenting their nerdy, unpopular love interest on their sense of humor.

And yet. When Steph calls Pete funny she really means it, she's truly responding to what he said and her interest in him as a person is genuinely piqued. Max, on the other hand, laughs like he didn't find Grace's line actually funny, but rather was primed to laugh at and repeat anything that came out of her mouth. He doesn't really listen to Grace or understand anything she's saying, he's just got the hots for her and is pursuing her...erm..."peach."

And this perfectly sets up the difference in their relationships throughout the show. Steph and Pete develop a soul-deep connection that thrives on multiple levels. Each truly sees and cares about the other, and they never actually objectify each other despite their obvious physical attraction. Meanwhile Grace and Max, though two very fun sides of the same very fun coin, never actually connect on any level but the physical. They each simply see the other as something hot to be used/attained/conquered whilst in the pursuit of larger, more ultimate plans of humiliating/murdering/sending the other straight to hell.

And one little bit of parallel dialogue sets all that up and communicates exactly what we need to know. Fuckin' neat.

#to be clear I love Max and Grace a lot too #and there's so much meta to be written about their relationship and similarities #but anyways #Lautski #Steph Lauter #Pete Spankoffski #Grace Chasity #Max Jagerman #Grace Chasity/Max Jagerman #I don't know what their ship name is #nerdy prudes must die #nerdy prudes must die spoilers #npmd spoilers #npmd #hatchetfield #hatchetfield meta #also to be clear there is nothing wrong with just having a physical relationship #though obvs everything else about Max/Grace is not to be aspired to #steph and pete you will always be famous

[smol-blue-bird]

today in insane anti-intellectualism: I just saw a post about how aspiring healthcare practitioners shouldn't take classes in biology and chemistry because those subjects are useless and bad. ????

#the op was like “they should have to study literature and the human condition like ME” #and it's like. hmmmm. I can understand where you're coming from here buddy but maybe think for a hot second #about why aspiring doctors have to take biology 101 before they can jump right into microbial genetics and viral pathogenesis or whatever #like. these classes build on each other. you absolutely need a basic understanding of college-level bio and chem before you can do anything #as someone who is very passionate about both science and writing #(I am getting a degree in microbiology and medical HUMANITIES. because I LIKE HUMANITIES) #I hate the rhetoric that certain STEM subjects are lame boring loser classes for closed-minded idiots who can't see the beauty in the world #there is so much beauty in biology and chemistry and physics! the universe is so big and weird and fascinating #but you'll never see that if you have the mentality that YOUR favorite subjects are the Only Ones That Matter Ever #for the record (as someone who's taken a lot of STEM and humanities classes recently) both STEM and humanities majors do this #and it's obnoxious no matter where it's coming from

[teplejtrouba]

i have managed to actually do a hobby for the first time in months. yippee

#executive dysfunction and depression are kicking my ass #like severely. i am apathetic about everything and so so tired. things that brought me the most joy are no longer available to me #like. i love you so much you are so important to me but i no longer have the ability to care or do anything about it #things i love the most are behind a glass door that i can't unlock. or break. #sewing and embroidery especially are like. things i very much love and aspire to do but they are SO time and energy consuming #i don't have the patience #i stayed up till 4 am listening to lenka králová's interviews with trans people and it made me a little hopeful #currently transition doesn't really feel possible and i kind of just want to die so. hearing from others who made it was important #i also appreciated the comments #because a lot of them are from cis people. who didn't really know things about trans people but are learning thanks to lenkas channel #and after hearing a bit about our lifes their reaction is usually to applaud the strength we have. to be ourselves #and it's heartwarming to read. that there are people who learn. and can empathise in some way. that not everyone hates us #'you only have one life and no one else is going to live it for you. so you better be yourself' or something along that was in one of them #most of the comments under every video are just people saying how beautiful Lenka looks and yeah. true #i love her

[maxgicalgirl]

Carlos is the kind of autistic I am and Cecil is the kind of autistic I want to be

#wtnv #Cecil Palmer #welcome to night vale #Carlos the scientist #cecilos #90% of my wtnv listening experience is just me wishing I could be as lovably weird and completely unhinged as Cecil is #like the guy just goes for it he literally does not give a fuck #and I’m like ‘god I wish that were me’ he’s just the character of all time and I aspire to be more like him #instead I spend 90% of my actual real life running from my problems and making my entire identity my interests #feeling awkward in the space I take up but making up for it by overextending myself via finding a problem and throwing myself at it #I think a lot of this is because Carlos masks and Cecil doesn’t but that’s a different thought for a different time #honestly them as a couple has been helping me feel better about myself #like Carlos is a great character and I find his growth indicative of growth I could experience #and I think a lot of that growth can be attributed to wanting to be more like Cecil #and from having him in his life #so by loving Carlos because he is me and by having Cecil in my life as a character maybe I too can go on this experience of growth #don’t mind me I’m just rambling again #max rambles in the tags #I kin Carlos if you can’t tell lol

[thegreatyin]

what I have gathered from your fallen london posting is

There’s a fucked up ocean in this fucked up city underground? (Idk if it’s underground or in like an underworld)

Orphan murder is a common occurrence?

y'know technically there's a bit more going on but you aren't wrong

#ask #fallen london #fallen london lore summary tldr; 50 years before the start of the browser game (roughly 1861 iirc?) #victorian london was kidnapped and dragged underground by a humongous swarm of bats. #it is now chillin underground. there's a lot going on down here. we're neighbors with hell. squid people are hanging out #queen victoria may or may not have made her husband into a zombie and the royal family may or may not be grotesque monsters #there's even fuckable space bats! #(that's what the scoundrel is aspiring to become. among other things. like a pursuit for power in general.) #it's free you can play it in your browser right now go give it a try. it's all extremely queer if that's a bonus #for the low low price of zero dollar you too can live like the scoundrel does. max persuasive max scandal at all times #tldr though; yeah there is a fucked up ocean underground #it's called the zee. i think it rocks but i like rping the scoundrel with the exact opposite opinion

[quil12]

Persona 4 textposts

[Part 2 of 2 - Part 1]

#persona #persona 4 #souyo #i am having way too much fun making these lol #the blushing yu sprite gives me life #i love it a lot and i aspire to use it as much as possible

[tired-fandom-ndn]

That image is useful when replying to suicide bait or violent anons but not so much when you're responding to someone's genuine expression of emotion and I am going to lose my mind if I keep seeing it in response to art or someone talking about a song or something they like.

#look a lot of my current music taste revolves around a playlist someone made for me years ago #that was made up of songs relatable to psychosis #it included songs like aspiring fires by mother mother and flagpole sitta by harvey danger #those songs made me feel seen when i was a scared teen just starting to accept that i have psychosis and delusions #and i will NEVER forget mentioning some of those songs to 'friends' at the time #and being mocked for being 'edgy' #and i still see that attitude all the time from many of the people who claim to be anti-cringe culture #but not when cringe culture is applied to art relating to psychosis or violent urges or suicide

[kylejsugarman]

i dont know if its my dislike of the creatives behind them (diablo cody and darren aronofsky) or their ties to the whole "coquette fem" aesthetic, but i do not like "black swan" or "jennifer's body" lol

#syd squeaks #i also just have a problem with the whole 'feral woman' trope as if it is perceived and glamorized by a lot of people #because the 'feral woman' is like. invariably white and thin and beautiful and so their violence is aspirational #its only liberating and a 'feral woman moment' if its a very specific kind of woman 'losing it' in a very specific way

[mummer]

hi! so im super curious about this post and what you mean by blood curse? could you talk more about it? it’s a very interesting take and I want to hear more of what you think

hmm yeah! it's kind of more of a figure of speech than anything lol— i don't think there's like, a literal magical Blood Curse physically destroying anything— but it's more of a thematic curse. there's something to be said about how the red wedding is kind of the Definitional Asoiaf Moment right. asos is a book very much concerned with breaking taboos and natural laws-- breaking of guest right at the red wedding and at craster's, the kingslaying of robb and joffrey, tyrion's kinslaying of his father, bran's possession of hodor (maybe more that i'm forgetting). but the red wedding is like. The moment. it's such a moment, in fact, that it ripples backwards in time through asoiaf's prismatic dreamscape. theon sees the red wedding months before it happens in his dreams, dany sees it at the house of the undying, jon and bran (iirc?) both see it in their dreams as/after it happens. it's such a genuinely heinous act against nature it bleeds through time. bleeds through the book itself!

tywin orchestrates it to win the war "cheaply" but the rent comes due in affc, a book about examining the consequences of a world whose enforced codes and ideals (the chivalric paradigm itself!) are so deeply unnatural, so contradictory and dissonant that they are destined for collapse. where asos is about the breaching of natural law, affc is about unnatural law being laid bare as a result (why affc feels more thematically concerned with gender, for example). tywin is not a figure of perfection but just a rotting body. more rotten than usual. they keep telling me that house lannister won this war! all those honour codes and norms and stories are only hiding deeply entrenched violences (eg. if gender norms are so natural why must they be enforced through violence?). beneath the golden sheen of chivalry is just a nightmare of blood. the red wedding is so foul an act that it can't be covered up in shrouds like rhaegar's children were. the emperor has no clothes now! you cannot look away from it, look without seeing, or go away inside forever. the curse is blood begetting blood, like lady stoneheart's wraith, who can think of nothing but feeding on death. it's something that begs to be witnessed so powerfully that it rips through the psychic realm. yeah alright i read this over and it makes no sense and im talking about like four completely different things ah well Siri send post

#i think there's a lot of talk about how bc of the red wedding the lannisters actually 'lost' and the starks actually 'won' #because no one will fight for tywin's memory but the northmen will fight for ned's. bathing in bolton blood etc #and like Yeah but i also think it's bigger than that #asoiaf #cause like i dont think it's necessarily a north v south divide. The North Remembers is a war cry #it's not like.. aspirational. northern paradigm is just as built on blood (and barrows!) #it's not like the north doesnt Also have gender roles ukno. it's not black and white it's more complex than i can get at #ned's still indoctrinating his sons into ritualistic violences etc etc #i'd be interested in diving in a bit more into the difference between 'sacred' 'natural' laws like guest right and kinslaying #and like. 'unnatural' 'chivalric' laws #Anyway wow this is just like the nibelungenlied.

[void-botanist]

Rose's Kiss Week Day 6: Home Alone

OCs: Sierra Callawel and Ian Carlisle (Spinder's oldest sister and her husband)

Words: 1189

Content warnings: none

Notes: Ian's canid form is a common raccoon dog. It is also well-known that shifting to that form makes you itchy.

When Sierra looked up from her computer, she could see the full moon hanging too-large over the faraway trees outside her window.  She’d lost track of time.  Ian would be transformed, now, and she hadn’t seen him at all.  She locked her computer and stood up.  The kids were out, so making a circuit of the house wouldn’t draw them out of their rooms and interrupt the nice night she wanted to spend alone with her husband.

“Ian?” she called as she started up the stairs.  “Where are you?”

She heard a mournful squeaky-toy noise from somewhere down the hall and smiled to herself as she went to find the source of it.  When she flipped on the light in her bedroom, she got a louder and angrier squeak from the bed, where a golden brown and black fluff of a dog was burying his little face under his front paws.

“Sorry,” she said, going to turn on her bedside lamp before turning off the overhead light.  He didn’t raise his head until she sat down on the side of the bed, and then he tried to crawl in her lap immediately.

Laughing, she held him back gently and got fully onto the bed, leaning back against the headboard before she let him snuffle his way into her space.  He seemed content to put his paws across her legs and rest his head on them, but she scooped him up all the way, holding him close against her.  His response was to put his paws on her arm and set his head there instead.  He was probably just tired after transforming, but he always looked so cute and sad in his dog form, and it made her want to hug him tighter.  So she did, pressing her cheek to the top of his fuzzy little head and then kissing him there.  He let out a longer squeak, stretching his neck out further, and as she petted his head she followed his gaze to the brush he’d set out for her.  Oh, of course.  Grabbing it was a bit of a stretch, and she almost dumped him out of her arms accidentally, but once it was in her hand she settled him in her lap and began running it through his fur in long strokes, head to rump.  Instantly he was a dog-shaped puddle in her lap, his only reaction little snuffles of pleasure.  

When she paused to pull out the mat of hair that had collected in the brush, he rolled over onto his back, cradled in her crossed legs.  She scratched behind his ears while she drew the brush along the contours of his ribcage and haunches and arms.  He didn’t even tense as she carefully brought it over his neck and chin.  As soon as she set the brush aside, though, he was getting back out of her lap, jumping down onto the floor with a cacophony of clicking nails and pausing in the doorway to look back at her.  She smiled and followed him back downstairs to the kitchen, where he waited by the table while she got their dinner out of the fridge: sliced chicken, lentils, and a touch of cranberry sauce.  For him, at least.  She could have as much as she wanted.  His was already in a bowl, so once she pried off the lid she set it in front of him on the floor.  He wagged his tail but didn’t move.  While she made her own plate from the main bowls of food, she saw him bend down and sniff his bowl, his eyes never leaving her.  

“You can start without me,” she said.  

He made a sound somewhere between a shriek and a growl and sat straight again. With a laugh she returned the food bowls to the fridge and brought her plate to the table.  

“Blessed be the fruits of the earth, and us among them,” she said, and he squeaked out the same cadence before shoving his face in his bowl.  She ate with half an eye on him inhaling his food, mostly because his enthusiasm was adorable.  

On the way back to bed she carried him up the stairs, letting him jump down on the bed before she got into her pajamas.  He didn’t stay on the bed, though, since she had to go to the bathroom to brush her teeth and he apparently had the energy now to not let her leave his sight.  He brushed against her ankles where she stood in front of the sink, hopped in the bathtub, and started rolling around on the textured treads on the bottom of it.  That was why he was accompanying her.  He’d told her before that there was something sublime about the feeling of the bathtub treads specifically that he really couldn’t explain.  He didn’t feel that way about them in human form.  She didn’t care as long as he didn’t leave his fur in the tub, though she was often the one who cleared it out to take a shower anyway.  But it was worth it to see him being so happy in there.  When she left the bathroom, he followed, and she scooped him back onto the bed.  He curled up right next to her while she read her book for a bit.  After she turned out the light, he yipped along with her presleep prayer, and she gave him a last pet on the head before relaxing into the dark.

At the crack of dawn the sudden weight on the bed woke her.  In the light that sifted around the edges of the curtains she could see Ian, now fully human, getting under the covers.  He turned his back to her—he might not even remember that his transformation always woke her up—but she came over to him anyway, putting a hand on his side as she kissed his shoulder.  When he shifted onto his back, she kissed his scratchy cheek, then gave him a peck on the lips before leaning back on her elbow to look at him.  There was always something a little canine about him to her, but it was stronger when he’d just come back—the way he blinked at her like a sleepy dog melded with the way he still smelled of fur.  And it was his smell, because he smelled the same if she met him in the middle of the hallway, or raiding the fridge downstairs.  After he took a shower it would fade, but for now she breathed it deeply.  She could never explain it to anyone but him, but these were the hours when he smelled most like himself, like her Ian.    

His hand slipped into the curls at the back of her head, guiding her into a deeper kiss.  She wrapped an arm around his warm chest as he smoothed his other hand over her shoulder.  He kissed her a second time, then ever so gently pushed her away.  

“Okay, I’m sleeping now,” he said with a tired smile.

She caressed his cheek, then laid back on her side of the bed.  “Goodnight.”

RKW taglist: @jezifster @kk7-rbs @vacantgodling

Shifters taglist: @outpost51 @kk7-rbs

#Sierra is generally known to be caring but sharp and humorless. then there's moon nights #I love what this implies about their two adopted shifter children who very likely have the same moon as Ian #there are other places they go and feel safe shifting. I don't know where but. Spinder's probably been there #I wonder if there are shift clubs. idk how you could possibly enforce that though #I have been forever changed by Patricia Taxxon's On The Ethics of Boinking Animal People btw #even though this clearly is not “boinking” or really even “animal people” I now aspire to write stuff like this in a sensory way #beyond that I also think it's interesting how people inhabit liminal spaces with the things they enjoy #it's most obvious in kink but shifters do a lot of the lifting for me lol #I guess the reason I have never committed to making shifters have anthro animal forms is I don't have anything interesting to do w that #but having a person cross the line between how we treat husbands and how we treat pets...that's intriguing #still working out the details of being in canid form tho #also don't ask me what their religion is I don't know lol #c: Sierra #c: Ian #rose's kiss week #rose writ