what will you become tomorrow?

getting characters into world-endingly intense codependent queerplatonic relationships is literally what life is all about. it is literally what we were put here on this earth to do

at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you

at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.

at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly

at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.

it’s so funny watching people try and analyze hxh without talking about the queer stuff bc they’re like “who’s chrollo looking for with the soulmate tracker” hisoka. “why does pouf act like that” he’s in love with meruem. “what’s up with nanika” alluka is trans. “why did killua and gon’s relationship end like that” they’re gay. “what’s pitou’s gender” nonexistent on purpose. “why does kalluto dress like a girl” come on now!! you can direct any further questions to yoshihiro “i love shoujo and take great inspiration from one of japan’s most iconic BL authors” togashi.

i need to get off tumblr i’m at the aquarium admiring the fish and my brain goes “posts that make you want to get in the water” what are you talking about. these are live fish in the room with you. what post.

to me the thing about deification is that something fundamental is lost in the process

people can’t be immortal. so in order to be immortal you can’t be a person anymore. you have to be distilled. stripped of everything. till you come out the other side as an abstract concept.

ID. Two digital drawings. One of them shows Phosphophyllite from Houseki no Kuni, in their post-winter look, with half of their face taken by cracks and their gold-made arms spreading out to something. The second drawing shows Padparadscha in her moon outfit, showing a smile to the darkness. End ID.

where is shame stored in the body because i’m willing to part with a limb or two