So, a couple months ago at my new job a guy asked me on a date, and I️ said sure because he seemed nice, and things have kind of just continued. I️ really didn’t want to date anyone, and I️ never would have thought of dating him if he hadn’t asked me out, but now I️ don’t have any reason to end the relationship. I’ve been completely honest with him about everything about me and it hasn’t changed his opinion of me at all.
The only thing that puts me off is how… interested- to put it lightly- he seems in sexualized/attractive women. I️ can’t tell if it’s just me being super asexual but the guy has like- a sexy anime body pillow, a life size suicide squad harly cutout, attractive female characters for both phone and computer lock screens and backgrounds. He really likes a kind of fan service-y anime, he used to save pictures of hot girls to his phone, all his characters he creates in games are women, and all his favorite characters in games seem to be the hot women. He’s like the stereotypical gamer guy except for he’s also like the human personification of the “I️ love my gf” meme.
He’s like Maes Hughes but with pictures of me and I️ feel kind of bad for his friends because he’s always trying to tell them about me (it’s incredibly sweet tbh). He wrote me a poem, he bought me snacks and left them in his locker for me with sweet notes, he gets all embarrassed when he tries to tell me how much he likes me. All his friends and family have told me how happy he seems. Most importantly he really listens when I️ tell him if something is bothering me, and encourages me to, and always asks if I’m okay, and is super respectful of my boundaries. It’s just… such an unexpected combination of traits and I’m not sure if I️ should even let the hot girl thing bother me, it’s just weird.
the sand at the beach tonight is melting under my feet; sunset and sunrise and midnight in a breeze; all the world’s a cocktail of wildflowers and diamonds, sunbeams and honey, love fluttering in the winds like rose petals, like butterfly kisses, like the way you smile, all sea salt and forget-me-nots and blue in the shades of eternity
forgive me, this all seems so very fairytale, and we are much less than happily ever after (or maybe we are more than the stories could ever dream) forgive me, i just wanted to map the world upon your skin, the pacific ebbing and flowing down your spine and the atlantic a glow of sunlight in your smile; the amazon bright on your fingertips and the sahara buried deep in your collarbone, a story for our lonely starshine dreams
i think there are times when even the northern lights grow envious of the sea
It’s funny because I just realized that Jake and Amy both have a chronic need for other other people like them
Like it manifests in different ways for each of them, but both Amy and Jake care a lot about whether or not others like them and Amy’s way of making herself likeable is by over-enthusiastically brown-nosing (for lack of a better word; I’m tired) while Jake’s is being super smiley and trying to joke with and charm everyone and ignore any sticky/emotional topics? The episodes coming to mind are - well, a LOT of the early ones, for Amy, but for Jake “Lockdown” and “The Party” specifically come to mind.
But the really interesting thing is that both of them are constantly doing little things to assure the other that they don’t NEED to base their self worth on whether or not other people like them. Jakes always making little comments to remind Amy how amazing she is despite and because of her quirks, and Amy’s always grounding Jake and showing that she trusts him and is there for him despite his screwing up, and even specifically tells him (as in Lockdown) that he doesn’t NEED to be liked by everyone to be doing the right thing/going in the right direction
And it’s just. It’s written so well and so naturally because they express it so differently and yet at the end of the day - for different reasons, to be sure, but /at the end of the day/, they both crave the same thing and they both do their best to help the other cope with that need.
aka a dumb self fanfic modern au i wrote of my own characters, hope y’all enjoy these dorks, i love them
“You’re fifteen years old and you’ve never been trick-or-treating‽”
I swiftly sat straight up from where I had been lounging on Seyetto’s bed and leaned towards him in shock. He was still sitting unperturbed at his desk, though he’d paused in typing on his laptop in front of him. Ostensibly, we were here to work on homework together, but I’d already run through my French flashcards flawlessly and thought it was a little premature to start on our history paper like he was.
“Isn’t that for little kids?” he asked, turning halfway towards me.
“She was still a girl, a slight lovely girl who lay in bed and ate chocolates, a girl whose hair smelled like hyacinth and whose scarves fluttered jauntily in the breeze. But strange and marvelous as she was, a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool, she was not the fragile creature one would have her seem.”
There’s been glorious meta posts going around ever since 5x08 aired and I love that. I almost can’t keep up with all of them and that’s a delightful thing… it means people are engaged and thinking and feeling and wanting to share their opinions and speculation and insight… That’s the very best of this fandom.
So I’m going to combine some of my stray thoughts into one post… share my own perspectives and speculation and opinions on what has happened and what might happen going forward. Y’all with me?