future full of yesterdays

not normie enough to fit in but not fringe enough to lean into being a freak, worst of both worlds, pure liminality, just the weird coworker, and unrelatable classmate. and your mutual

Having fun whiskey trio thoughts re: Rye and Scotch sharing a flat for a while and for some obscure reason this means that Bourbon is liable to also be there way more often than Rye thinks is strictly necessary. And blah blah blah it's a thing because they're all operating in the same area so it can be convenient under certain circumstances but the issue is that Rye somehow feels like he's third-wheeling something. He has no actual proof of this and Scotch is a brick wall on the best of days but even so, how come there's a list of house rules in Bourbon's handwriting pinned to the fridge and why is Rye expected to follow them? Why does the kitchen need to be spotless and everything be arranged a certain way so that Bourbon doesn't have an aneurysm when he comes over? What do you mean the whole ass flat needs to be aired out if Rye smokes a cigarette by the window? Whose apartment is this, again?

its crazy how many people but more specifically mostly men out there are so solipsistic that they can't imagine that beauty actually is subjective. like they just assume that features they find appealing are by default just innately more beautiful on an objective quantifiable metric.

man...the vermouth and ran card is really so good.... the framing of it, with ran being on the upper half (being above, skies, angel) and vermouth in the lower half (underneath, earth or below, fallen, etc) the way vermouth smiles so peacefully and touches her umbrella but it's close to her heart...the way ran is really drawn from vermouth's pov back then...the way ran is bathed in brightness but vermouth is under the rain so it's like hope in darkness...but vermouth has an umbrella now....she has something protecting her... im going to throw up

Instead of doomscrolling lately I have been reading my PDFs and it turns out if you do this you learn a whole bunch of stuff. I’m afraid I must recommend it

it’s so special to me that so much of fan culture is textual analysis for the love of the game. like thank god there are people in my phone who are also thinking about this thing i love so much that they are writing transformative fiction as character studies and setting clips of the show to music with theme-relevant lyrics and writing long text posts analyzing every line of dialogue like!! yay!!!

like to charge, reblog to cast.

i like when people have fun but i cannot process what could be fun in pairing your favourite ensamble cast into nice neat little completely healthy and dramaless romantic pairs that can never be broken ever. nobodys bitchless?? nobodys getting poly with it??? nobodys getting queerplatonic with it????? nobodys getting toxic with it?????? no fwbs???????? its scary.

nothing hits quite like tragic doomed estranged sibling characters