This whole case came down to a good, old-fashioned dispute between two neighbors. A small claims case was filed against me by you, Kugelmugel! You sued me over your property line, divided by this fence. Which used to be here, and you moved… here. You declared independence over two feet. You, sir, disgust me. And you’re the worst neighbor in Europe!
—  APH Austria
We need to respect the fact that it is possible to know without knowing why we know and accept that - sometimes - we’re better off that way.
—  Blink: The Power of Thinking without Thinking

Sometimes, your unconscious mind is far more reliable than your conscious mind; to the point that your judgement in that first few seconds is far more accurate than thorougly analyzed judgement.

And most of the times, you can’t explain how and why.

anonymous asked:

May I ask what butterfly wings is about?

Butterfly Wings is my story for my Psyche AU which follows the love story of Psyche(beautiful human princess) and Eros (god of love). Psyche was proclaimed to be more beautiful than Aphrodite, who grew angry and sent Eros to make Psyche fall in love with a monster. Instead, Eros fell in love with the princess and took her to be his wife but never revealed himself to the princess. Then more happens but, y'know, spoilers.

Ford is a transman and is Psyche in this au.

Stan is Eros.

Bill is Aphrodite.

Butterfly Wings

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Perfect teeth gnashed in anger as brown eyes glared at grey walls. Carla was boiling with rage. Yet she had no one to take it out on. Her toes curled on the cold floor as she hugged her knees to her chest. Ever since Psyche had left, all of the attention that had been previously been on her little sister, was now on her.

“Little brat,” Carla hissed as her nails tore through her expensive clothes. Her father wasn’t going to appreciate that.

“Carla? Carla where are you?” a familiar voice beckoned.

Carla sank deeper into the corner she hid in. Of all the people in this house that man was the last one she wanted to see. She would rather see her own father instead of him.

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i’m leaving tomorrow, i’m going home

i feel weird about it, scared and anxious and relieved and tired - i’m hungry but i can’t eat, i just want to leave but i also want to stay

i’ll be okay, i always make it through in the end (not for myself, never for myself, but for my brothers), i’ll live